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. I am SO sorry for the lack of updates. My internet isn't working and right now, I'm at my Dad's house and I think this is the only time I can update. Hey! Guess what?! It just so happens that I'm at my Dad's house...I have a major stomache but, I'm updating anyways. Sorry to leave you guys hanging like that. I know...it was mean. But, this just gives the whole story a new twist, right? Right! Thank you all so much for the reviews, I appreciate it a lot. Now, enjoy!
The green eyes of Jeff Hardy doubled in size, as he stared as Skye, who was looking down at the ground. Had he heard her right? Jeff took his hands off of Skye's face and asked, "Excuse me?"
Her heart and mind were racing. What in the world did she just do? Did she just call her boyfriend, Randy? She was growing short of breath as Jeff watched her, waiting for an answer. He began to grow impatient. "Did you just call me Randy?" Jeff Hardy questioned her, his eyebrows arching higher. Her slender hands began to shake as she looked at him. Instead of a light green, the color of his eyes had become darker. Skye didn't know what to say. It slipped. She didn't mean to say it. He stared at her, waiting for her to speak but, she couldn't. "Do I look like Randy Orton to you, Skye? Do I?"
Once again, there was no answer. She was shaking even more this time, her knees were getting weak but, not in the sense that she was in love. She was in fear. In fear of what Jeff Hardy would do to her. Finally, her hazel eyes that filled with terror looked at him. "I'm..I'm...sorry, Jeff." She finally squeaked out. Jeff just looked at her, having no emotion on his face, whatsoever.
"Do you really love him?" He asked, crossing his painted arms over his chest. She couldn't answer but, her head gave a nod. They both looked down to the floor.
"Then who was I? Just some distraction?" She began to frantically shake her head, as the tears began spilling out.
"No! No, you weren't just a distraction, Jeff! I love you!" Skye cried, trying to grab on to him but, he pushed her away.
"How am I going to believe you after you called me Randy? Randy! He's been the biggest asshole to you from day one and you're telling me that, you love him? What the hell is wrong with you? I've taken you in and I loved you, Skye. And you show me this in return?" He stated, his foot stomping onto the ground. Skye Alexander continued to sob as Jeff Hardy inched closer to her, their faces only a couple of inches apart. "I created you. And now, you're going to be nothing without me." Jeff said, turning his back to her and walking out of the classroom. He shut the door behind him, leaving her in there. Skye fell to the ground, bawling her eyes out as she realized that she lost and there was no way she could win.
Meanwhile, Randy Orton was moping around the hallways of Vincent K. McMahon, upset. He knew that he couldn't even set a foot into the cafeteria because he'd be teased. Last week, he had tried that and instantly, Hunter and Ric began throwing stuff at him. That was the last time he had been there. Randy was walking around, with his hands in his pockets and his eyes down at the ground. He looked up when he saw Jeff Hardy storm out of a classroom, angry. Randy watched as Jeff approached him and gave him a shove. Randy's back hit the lockers, causing a bang. But, there was nobody in the hallways so nobody heard it. "You!" Jeff shouted, pointing his finger at him. Jeff's finger was shaking slightly.
"Me?" Randy asked weakly, swallowing a lump in his throat as he looked at the steaming junior.
"Yes, you! Do you know that my ex-girlfriend loves you?!" He asked, as Randy's light blue eyes went wide.
"No, I didn't know." Randy answered, his back still against the cold steel lockers. Randy could feel the chills going down his spine as Jeff Hardy glared at him.
"Bullshit!" Jeff yelled, not believing it at all. He then stormed off, leaving the school. Randy took a deep breath and pulled himself together. He scanned the hallways and found that nobody was watching. He sighed. Then, Randy Orton began walking again, when he heard crying. Randy followed the sound, realizing that it was Skye Alexander because it was from the door Jeff had come from. He placed his hand on the door knob and then began to think.
'Does she even want to see me?' He asked himself. Randy pondered the thought for about two minutes and then twisted the knob. The door opened and there she was, sitting on the ground. Her face was red, especially her eye area. Skye's cheeks were tear-stained.
When Skye heard the door open, her head jerked into that direction and her gaze fell onto Randy Orton, looking at her. He slowly walked into the classroom, shutting the door behind him. Randy made his way over to the wailing Skye. "Skye, it's me Randy. Are you okay?" He asked, placing his hand on her shaking shoulders. She took them off and stared at him, through the blurry tears. She was crying but, her eyes still stood out. She questioned,
"Why do I have to love you?"
The green eyes of Jeff Hardy doubled in size, as he stared as Skye, who was looking down at the ground. Had he heard her right? Jeff took his hands off of Skye's face and asked, "Excuse me?"
Her heart and mind were racing. What in the world did she just do? Did she just call her boyfriend, Randy? She was growing short of breath as Jeff watched her, waiting for an answer. He began to grow impatient. "Did you just call me Randy?" Jeff Hardy questioned her, his eyebrows arching higher. Her slender hands began to shake as she looked at him. Instead of a light green, the color of his eyes had become darker. Skye didn't know what to say. It slipped. She didn't mean to say it. He stared at her, waiting for her to speak but, she couldn't. "Do I look like Randy Orton to you, Skye? Do I?"
Once again, there was no answer. She was shaking even more this time, her knees were getting weak but, not in the sense that she was in love. She was in fear. In fear of what Jeff Hardy would do to her. Finally, her hazel eyes that filled with terror looked at him. "I'm..I'm...sorry, Jeff." She finally squeaked out. Jeff just looked at her, having no emotion on his face, whatsoever.
"Do you really love him?" He asked, crossing his painted arms over his chest. She couldn't answer but, her head gave a nod. They both looked down to the floor.
"Then who was I? Just some distraction?" She began to frantically shake her head, as the tears began spilling out.
"No! No, you weren't just a distraction, Jeff! I love you!" Skye cried, trying to grab on to him but, he pushed her away.
"How am I going to believe you after you called me Randy? Randy! He's been the biggest asshole to you from day one and you're telling me that, you love him? What the hell is wrong with you? I've taken you in and I loved you, Skye. And you show me this in return?" He stated, his foot stomping onto the ground. Skye Alexander continued to sob as Jeff Hardy inched closer to her, their faces only a couple of inches apart. "I created you. And now, you're going to be nothing without me." Jeff said, turning his back to her and walking out of the classroom. He shut the door behind him, leaving her in there. Skye fell to the ground, bawling her eyes out as she realized that she lost and there was no way she could win.
Meanwhile, Randy Orton was moping around the hallways of Vincent K. McMahon, upset. He knew that he couldn't even set a foot into the cafeteria because he'd be teased. Last week, he had tried that and instantly, Hunter and Ric began throwing stuff at him. That was the last time he had been there. Randy was walking around, with his hands in his pockets and his eyes down at the ground. He looked up when he saw Jeff Hardy storm out of a classroom, angry. Randy watched as Jeff approached him and gave him a shove. Randy's back hit the lockers, causing a bang. But, there was nobody in the hallways so nobody heard it. "You!" Jeff shouted, pointing his finger at him. Jeff's finger was shaking slightly.
"Me?" Randy asked weakly, swallowing a lump in his throat as he looked at the steaming junior.
"Yes, you! Do you know that my ex-girlfriend loves you?!" He asked, as Randy's light blue eyes went wide.
"No, I didn't know." Randy answered, his back still against the cold steel lockers. Randy could feel the chills going down his spine as Jeff Hardy glared at him.
"Bullshit!" Jeff yelled, not believing it at all. He then stormed off, leaving the school. Randy took a deep breath and pulled himself together. He scanned the hallways and found that nobody was watching. He sighed. Then, Randy Orton began walking again, when he heard crying. Randy followed the sound, realizing that it was Skye Alexander because it was from the door Jeff had come from. He placed his hand on the door knob and then began to think.
'Does she even want to see me?' He asked himself. Randy pondered the thought for about two minutes and then twisted the knob. The door opened and there she was, sitting on the ground. Her face was red, especially her eye area. Skye's cheeks were tear-stained.
When Skye heard the door open, her head jerked into that direction and her gaze fell onto Randy Orton, looking at her. He slowly walked into the classroom, shutting the door behind him. Randy made his way over to the wailing Skye. "Skye, it's me Randy. Are you okay?" He asked, placing his hand on her shaking shoulders. She took them off and stared at him, through the blurry tears. She was crying but, her eyes still stood out. She questioned,
"Why do I have to love you?"