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Mr. Austin had the class running laps around the track in gym. "Gawd, Matt and Shannon were smart to skip...and I can't believe I just called them smart." Christian muttered breathlessly to Chris.
"Yeah, really." Chris rolled his eyes.
"Chris, what if Brock really does kill me?"
"You worry about this too much." Chris sighed. "He isn't going to kill you!"
"How do you know, Chris? How do you know?" Christian looked around in a paranoid way.
"Because...I'll make sure of it." Chris said with an evil smirk. "After all, I AM the king of student council."
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"Student council co-president..." Matt lit a cigarette and stuck it in his mouth.
"He thinks he's so much better than us...but we're not the ones stuck in gym class. I mean, what the hell do they teach you in that class? How to run around a track in circles until you throw up?" Shannon said sarcastically.
"That's pretty much the size of it." Matt agreed. "And you know what's funny Shannon?"
"What?"
"Those teachers probably don't even know we're missing." Matt snickered.
"Probably not. They're kinda dense." Shannon agreed.
"Too dense to be teaching school. Gawd." Matt rolled his eyes. "We'll probably never get caught."
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"Matt Hardy and Shannon Moore. Please report to Mr. McMahon's office immediately." Mr. McMahon's voice boomed over the intercom. Matt and Shannon had returned to school for English and Science.
Mr. Cole looked at Matt and Shannon. "You two, go to Mr. McMahon's office."
"Yes sir!" Matt said. He and Shannon walked out of the classroom and in the hall. The two walked down to Mr. McMahon's office, a place they were all too familiar with.
Sable looked at them as they approached the office. "Mr. McMahon is waiting for you two. Come on in."
Matt and Shannon walked into the office. "Hey, Mr. McMahon. What's up?" Matt said nonchalantly.
"Where were you two during physical education and art class?" Mr. McMahon raised his eyebrow.
"...." Matt looked at Shannon who looked back at Matt.
"That's what I thought." Mr. McMahon sighed. "All I know is that you weren't in class and that gives you both detention for all of next week."
"What!?" Matt gasped. "Come on, Sir. Be reasonable!!"
"No. It clearly states in the school policy that skipping class is strictly prohibited and will be dealt with. Now, you two. Return to class and don't ever let me catch you skipping a class again."
Matt and Shannon walked down the hall back to English class. "Fine, we just won't get caught." Matt rolled his eyes.
"Yeah...what good is art and gym anyway?" Shannon added.
"Well, it doesn't matter. I don't plan on going to detention anyway." Matt shrugged.
"Yeah. Me neither." Shannon agreed.
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"So, Hunter...have you and Steph gone out on a date yet?" Edge whispered his question, keeping an eye on the science teacher who was explaining something about neutrons and electrons.
"No..." Hunter saw the smirk start to form on Edge's face. "But I'm going to ask her out for tomorrow!" he added quickly.
"Dude." Rob said. "Ask her right now. She's sitting right there. There's no way she can say no, man."
"Sure. Why not?" Hunter tapped Stephanie on the shoulder.
"Yes? ...oh, hi Hunter!" Stephanie grinned.
"Steph, I was wondering if you'd like to go see a movie or something with me tomorrow night?" Hunter asked hopefully.
"Yes, I'd love to!" Stephanie smiled.
"Miss McMahon, turn around!" the teacher exclaimed.
Science class went on for about another twenty minutes and then finally the bell rang. Everyone darted out of the classrooms and out of the school door.
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"Do you think Brock's going to be back on Monday?" Christian worried to Edge as they walked home.
"Christian, do the math. He was suspended for a week on Thursday. Meaning he won't be back until Thursday...not Monday." Edge said, frusterated.
"Oh yeah." Christian said weakly.
"You'd better not worry about Brock all weekend." Edge warned.
"I won't, I won't." Christian said quickly as they walked in through the door of their house.
"Good." Edge said.
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Brock was just sitting on the couch when the phone rang. "Hello?"
"Hi, Brock? It's Torrie. You know how you were reported to the office for destroying that sign?"
"Yeah..." Brock said, interested in seeing where this was going.
"Like, I think Christian did it. To, like, set you up." Torrie explained.
"Hmm...that sounds possible." Brock agreed. "I bet it was that little creep."
"Don't worry. I, like, plan on reporting him to Mr. McMahon on Monday and you'll be back by Tuesday."
"Sounds good to me Torrie." Brock agreed.
"Okay...I, like, have to go. Stacy's here. Bye Brock!"
"Bye." Brock hung up the phone, smiling.
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A/n: This chapter's a little short...but never fear! ^_~ The next one should be longer.
Disclaimer: I own all of this!! Really, I do *Vince glares*...or not. o_o;
Mr. Austin had the class running laps around the track in gym. "Gawd, Matt and Shannon were smart to skip...and I can't believe I just called them smart." Christian muttered breathlessly to Chris.
"Yeah, really." Chris rolled his eyes.
"Chris, what if Brock really does kill me?"
"You worry about this too much." Chris sighed. "He isn't going to kill you!"
"How do you know, Chris? How do you know?" Christian looked around in a paranoid way.
"Because...I'll make sure of it." Chris said with an evil smirk. "After all, I AM the king of student council."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Student council co-president..." Matt lit a cigarette and stuck it in his mouth.
"He thinks he's so much better than us...but we're not the ones stuck in gym class. I mean, what the hell do they teach you in that class? How to run around a track in circles until you throw up?" Shannon said sarcastically.
"That's pretty much the size of it." Matt agreed. "And you know what's funny Shannon?"
"What?"
"Those teachers probably don't even know we're missing." Matt snickered.
"Probably not. They're kinda dense." Shannon agreed.
"Too dense to be teaching school. Gawd." Matt rolled his eyes. "We'll probably never get caught."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Matt Hardy and Shannon Moore. Please report to Mr. McMahon's office immediately." Mr. McMahon's voice boomed over the intercom. Matt and Shannon had returned to school for English and Science.
Mr. Cole looked at Matt and Shannon. "You two, go to Mr. McMahon's office."
"Yes sir!" Matt said. He and Shannon walked out of the classroom and in the hall. The two walked down to Mr. McMahon's office, a place they were all too familiar with.
Sable looked at them as they approached the office. "Mr. McMahon is waiting for you two. Come on in."
Matt and Shannon walked into the office. "Hey, Mr. McMahon. What's up?" Matt said nonchalantly.
"Where were you two during physical education and art class?" Mr. McMahon raised his eyebrow.
"...." Matt looked at Shannon who looked back at Matt.
"That's what I thought." Mr. McMahon sighed. "All I know is that you weren't in class and that gives you both detention for all of next week."
"What!?" Matt gasped. "Come on, Sir. Be reasonable!!"
"No. It clearly states in the school policy that skipping class is strictly prohibited and will be dealt with. Now, you two. Return to class and don't ever let me catch you skipping a class again."
Matt and Shannon walked down the hall back to English class. "Fine, we just won't get caught." Matt rolled his eyes.
"Yeah...what good is art and gym anyway?" Shannon added.
"Well, it doesn't matter. I don't plan on going to detention anyway." Matt shrugged.
"Yeah. Me neither." Shannon agreed.
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"So, Hunter...have you and Steph gone out on a date yet?" Edge whispered his question, keeping an eye on the science teacher who was explaining something about neutrons and electrons.
"No..." Hunter saw the smirk start to form on Edge's face. "But I'm going to ask her out for tomorrow!" he added quickly.
"Dude." Rob said. "Ask her right now. She's sitting right there. There's no way she can say no, man."
"Sure. Why not?" Hunter tapped Stephanie on the shoulder.
"Yes? ...oh, hi Hunter!" Stephanie grinned.
"Steph, I was wondering if you'd like to go see a movie or something with me tomorrow night?" Hunter asked hopefully.
"Yes, I'd love to!" Stephanie smiled.
"Miss McMahon, turn around!" the teacher exclaimed.
Science class went on for about another twenty minutes and then finally the bell rang. Everyone darted out of the classrooms and out of the school door.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Do you think Brock's going to be back on Monday?" Christian worried to Edge as they walked home.
"Christian, do the math. He was suspended for a week on Thursday. Meaning he won't be back until Thursday...not Monday." Edge said, frusterated.
"Oh yeah." Christian said weakly.
"You'd better not worry about Brock all weekend." Edge warned.
"I won't, I won't." Christian said quickly as they walked in through the door of their house.
"Good." Edge said.
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Brock was just sitting on the couch when the phone rang. "Hello?"
"Hi, Brock? It's Torrie. You know how you were reported to the office for destroying that sign?"
"Yeah..." Brock said, interested in seeing where this was going.
"Like, I think Christian did it. To, like, set you up." Torrie explained.
"Hmm...that sounds possible." Brock agreed. "I bet it was that little creep."
"Don't worry. I, like, plan on reporting him to Mr. McMahon on Monday and you'll be back by Tuesday."
"Sounds good to me Torrie." Brock agreed.
"Okay...I, like, have to go. Stacy's here. Bye Brock!"
"Bye." Brock hung up the phone, smiling.
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A/n: This chapter's a little short...but never fear! ^_~ The next one should be longer.