Author's Note: I don't own anything except for the character of Skye Alexander and her family and friends. The wrestlers own themselves and Vince McMahon owns the WWE. I don't own any music mentioned in this either. The artists own it and yadi-yada. The cat named Snicklefritz is from 'Big Comfy Couch'. Nickelodeon owns Spongebob! And I don't own anything so I won't make this long. I just need to say that I'm doing this for fun! Yeah, yeah. You've probably heard that speech a million times so, I'll shut up now and proceed with the story. Thank you all so very much for the great reviews! I hope you enjoy this chapter. Sorry, it's a short one!
Randy froze in his spot, staring at the two of them kiss. He had his jacket in his hand but, it began to slip as his hand was frozen in shock. The blue and black jacket hit the ground, and made a little noise. Jeff and Skye pulled apart from their kiss and saw Randy standing there. Randy quickly picked up his jacket and stammered,
"I-I-I forgot my ja-j-ja-jacket. Bye!" He then hurried out of the gym. Once he was out the doors, Randy leaned his back against the brick wall. He had told Hunter and Ric to head on home and that he'd go by himself. He was kind of glad that they weren't there, or they'd laugh at him for what he was doing at the moment. Crying. The salty tears dripped down his face, as he wiped them away but they continued to fall. This was the first time that Randy Orton had ever cried over a girl. He didn't cry a lot in his life, except for the times he was a baby. When he got older, he got tougher. Randy's mind flashed back to just a few seconds before when he walked back into the gym to pick up his jacket. And there they were. Jeff Hardy and Skye Alexander. In a lip lock that proved that Skye had forgotten about Randy. But, he didn't want to be forgotten about. Randy sank to the ground, crying and looking out at the world. Everybody ignored him because they didn't know who he was. They just thought he was another kid crying because he lost something. Indeed, he was.
Inside the gym, Jeff and Skye were looking at each other, silent. 'She may be bruised but, she's still beautiful' Jeff Hardy thought, as Skye looked at him and then at the door that Randy Orton had walked out of. "Jeff? Did we just..." She trailed off, not able to complete her sentence because she was so confused.
"Kiss?" He asked, as she nodded. "Yes." Jeff answered, smiling. She gave him a small smile.
"Now what?" Skye Alexander questioned, playing with the thumb holes of her fishnet.
"I don't know. What does it mean? Were we just caught up in the moment, or is it...?" Now, it was Jeff's turn to be unable to finish the sentence. Skye shrugged and then replied,
"I don't know either. I'm really confused right now." He nodded, and brought her closer to him. Jeff Hardy held Skye as she sat there, silent. She was thinking about Randy. She was thinking about Jeff. Randy had completely blew her off once his friends were around while Jeff was always there. Randy seemed like a nice guy, but was a jerk when his posse surrounded him. Jeff was nice, twenty-four seven. The only thing that Skye and Randy had in common was their liking of the band, Good Charlotte. Jeff and Skye had almost everything in common, from the love of the same movies to the same favorite food, Spaghetti.
"What are you thinking about?" Jeff asked her, breaking Skye's train of thought.
"A lot of stuff." She just told him, providing no explanation.
Outside, Randy had gotten up from the ground and was done shedding tears for now. He walked off onto the streets, with his hands in his pockets. His feet scruff the ground, as he thought of Skye. Randy regret the fact that he was such an asshole to Skye when his friends around. His brain reminded him of the time in Math, where when Hunter walked in and he just brushed her off like she was a piece of lint. As he passed the houses, he came across a house that seemed familiar. It was white with green trim, and rose bushes in the front. He sighed. It was Skye's house. Randy stopped by there every few months, hanging out with Braiden. Whenever he was there, he ignored Skye. 'She must think I'm the biggest jerk in the entire universe' He thought, as he crossed the street and took a shortcut to his place.
Back inside the gym, Skye and Jeff were talking. The place was empty. Jeff got up from his seat and helped Skye up. He placed her arm over his shoulder and helped her out of the gym. Jeff walked Skye home. While they were walking, they didn't talk much. Once they reached Skye's front door, she took out her key and began to open the door. Before she could get the door open, Jeff placed his hand on the door and spoke. "Listen, Skye...That kiss earlier...if you don't want it to mean anything, then it won't mean anything. It's all up to you."
"I don't know Jeff. There are so many times running through my mind at the moment. There's so much pressure." Skye answered, as he looked at her.
"I understand. I guess I should've done something else than kiss you but, I was caught up in the moment, you know? Anyways, I should explain myself. There you were hurt, and I couldn't help it. The guys were so mean, and nobody else was there. And..." He explained as Skye cut him off.
"Jeff, I know. I was there. Just cut to the chase."
"What I'm saying is, Skye...will you go out with me?"
Author's Note2: I'm gonna leave you guys there! MUAHAHAHA!
Randy froze in his spot, staring at the two of them kiss. He had his jacket in his hand but, it began to slip as his hand was frozen in shock. The blue and black jacket hit the ground, and made a little noise. Jeff and Skye pulled apart from their kiss and saw Randy standing there. Randy quickly picked up his jacket and stammered,
"I-I-I forgot my ja-j-ja-jacket. Bye!" He then hurried out of the gym. Once he was out the doors, Randy leaned his back against the brick wall. He had told Hunter and Ric to head on home and that he'd go by himself. He was kind of glad that they weren't there, or they'd laugh at him for what he was doing at the moment. Crying. The salty tears dripped down his face, as he wiped them away but they continued to fall. This was the first time that Randy Orton had ever cried over a girl. He didn't cry a lot in his life, except for the times he was a baby. When he got older, he got tougher. Randy's mind flashed back to just a few seconds before when he walked back into the gym to pick up his jacket. And there they were. Jeff Hardy and Skye Alexander. In a lip lock that proved that Skye had forgotten about Randy. But, he didn't want to be forgotten about. Randy sank to the ground, crying and looking out at the world. Everybody ignored him because they didn't know who he was. They just thought he was another kid crying because he lost something. Indeed, he was.
Inside the gym, Jeff and Skye were looking at each other, silent. 'She may be bruised but, she's still beautiful' Jeff Hardy thought, as Skye looked at him and then at the door that Randy Orton had walked out of. "Jeff? Did we just..." She trailed off, not able to complete her sentence because she was so confused.
"Kiss?" He asked, as she nodded. "Yes." Jeff answered, smiling. She gave him a small smile.
"Now what?" Skye Alexander questioned, playing with the thumb holes of her fishnet.
"I don't know. What does it mean? Were we just caught up in the moment, or is it...?" Now, it was Jeff's turn to be unable to finish the sentence. Skye shrugged and then replied,
"I don't know either. I'm really confused right now." He nodded, and brought her closer to him. Jeff Hardy held Skye as she sat there, silent. She was thinking about Randy. She was thinking about Jeff. Randy had completely blew her off once his friends were around while Jeff was always there. Randy seemed like a nice guy, but was a jerk when his posse surrounded him. Jeff was nice, twenty-four seven. The only thing that Skye and Randy had in common was their liking of the band, Good Charlotte. Jeff and Skye had almost everything in common, from the love of the same movies to the same favorite food, Spaghetti.
"What are you thinking about?" Jeff asked her, breaking Skye's train of thought.
"A lot of stuff." She just told him, providing no explanation.
Outside, Randy had gotten up from the ground and was done shedding tears for now. He walked off onto the streets, with his hands in his pockets. His feet scruff the ground, as he thought of Skye. Randy regret the fact that he was such an asshole to Skye when his friends around. His brain reminded him of the time in Math, where when Hunter walked in and he just brushed her off like she was a piece of lint. As he passed the houses, he came across a house that seemed familiar. It was white with green trim, and rose bushes in the front. He sighed. It was Skye's house. Randy stopped by there every few months, hanging out with Braiden. Whenever he was there, he ignored Skye. 'She must think I'm the biggest jerk in the entire universe' He thought, as he crossed the street and took a shortcut to his place.
Back inside the gym, Skye and Jeff were talking. The place was empty. Jeff got up from his seat and helped Skye up. He placed her arm over his shoulder and helped her out of the gym. Jeff walked Skye home. While they were walking, they didn't talk much. Once they reached Skye's front door, she took out her key and began to open the door. Before she could get the door open, Jeff placed his hand on the door and spoke. "Listen, Skye...That kiss earlier...if you don't want it to mean anything, then it won't mean anything. It's all up to you."
"I don't know Jeff. There are so many times running through my mind at the moment. There's so much pressure." Skye answered, as he looked at her.
"I understand. I guess I should've done something else than kiss you but, I was caught up in the moment, you know? Anyways, I should explain myself. There you were hurt, and I couldn't help it. The guys were so mean, and nobody else was there. And..." He explained as Skye cut him off.
"Jeff, I know. I was there. Just cut to the chase."
"What I'm saying is, Skye...will you go out with me?"
Author's Note2: I'm gonna leave you guys there! MUAHAHAHA!