Chapter 1
Santana walked through the backstage area of an arena. She saw a lot of wrestlers she met when she was younger, but now she was seventeen. But she was kind of short for her age, only 5'7", (although she looked 5'8" because she wore heels most of the time.) And fairly skinny, only 106 pounds. She had changed a lot since most of the people saw her, but not everyone.
A few yards away from her, stood a red-haired woman. Santana smiled to herself as she recognized her old friend who she had seen in the time she'd been away from mostly everyone else because they were so close.
"Yo Amy!" Santana yelled.
Amy turned around and smiled as she saw Santana. She was incredibly happy to see her, but a little shocked.
"Santana!" Amy yelled as she jumped into her arms practically running Santana over. They hugged each other as they laughed.
"Well, I see you missed me." Santana joked.
"Girl, of course I missed you. Where ya been?" Amy asked.
"At home, doing high school crap and all that stuff...Remember, I'm only seventeen. I still hafta do that." Santana answered refreshing her friend's memory. Santana had always hung out with Amy and her two closest friends, and they never saw her as a young tag-along clingy type person, but someone just like them who could all go out and have fun and be at parties together, but they did realize her age and never let her do anything law breaking.
"So young lady, why are you here then and not at school?" Amy questioned.
"You wanna know the truth?"
"No, I wanna hear a lie." Amy said sarcastically. "Of course I wanna hear the truth. You came here to see me right?" Amy said with a smile.
"I thought you wanted the truth." Santana said jokingly with a smile.
"O, thank you." Amy said hitting her lightly on the arm. "What a great friend you are."
They both laughed for a little, then Santana turned serious.
"Okay, seriously though...You know dad and Paul have been fighting for a while. Well, Paul had to drag me into the whole thing by things he's been saying and al that. So dad and Uncle Kev thought it would be a good idea if I came on the road with them so they could keep an eye on me." Santana explained.
"What kinda stuff is he saying?" Amy asked.
That dad should keep a closer eye on me, so nothing else happens like what happened that one night, and cuz one of his friends has taken a liking to me, and that they were gonna get me soon, and then..." Santana started crying. It was all to much for her. It would be for anyone, but she was just a seventeen-year-old girl. Amy hugged her as she cried. A few minutes later, Santana was able to calm her self down.
"I'm sorry for crying Ames." Santana said as she wiped her eyes.
"It's okay. You're obviously going through a lot right now and you just need to let it all out." Amy replied.
"You've been hanging around Jeff to much." Santana said with a little laugh even though there were still a few tears in her eyes.
"Yea, I have been." Amt replied with a laugh as well. "Speaking of Jeff and Matt..."
"Who was speaking of Matt?" Santana interrupted.
"I was, now shush. Speaking of Jeff and Matt, they're both gonna be so happy your here!"
"Yeah, I can't wait to see them. Well I better get back to dad's lockeroom before he and Kevin get incredibly freaked out." Santana said, "See ya later Ames, and thanks for listening."
"No problem. If you wanna talk later, I'll be in Matt's lockeroom." Amy replied.
"Should I knock first?" Santana joked.
"Shut up and go away." Amy laughed.
Santana walked down to the locker rooms and stopped at the one that had 'HBK' on the door. She opened the door and walked in. Shawn and Kevin were talking, but they stopped and crossed their arms when they saw her.
"And where have you been little lady? It shouldn't have taken you that long to get your bag" Shawn questioned.
"I saw Amy on my way back from the car, so I talked to her for a few minutes. What's the big dead?" she replied dropping her book bag on the floor, which is the real reason she left Shawn's lockeroom in the first place, to go and get it.
"WHATS THE BIG DEAL? DO YOU REALIZE THE DANGER YOU'RE IN, NO MATTER WHO YOUR WITH?" Shawn yelled.
"Don't You Think I Know That? I've seen what Paul and his little puppets can do. I saw it when he threw your head into a car windshield. And when they demolished Bill with sledgehammer and shattered his ankle. SO don't think for one second I don't know about this stuff cuz I do. People do tell me these things ya know. just because you don't let me watch it some nights doesn't mean I don't head about it." Santana cried. Shawn walked over to her and put his arm around his daughter.
"I'm sorry for yelling baby, but I'm just worried. I don't want anything to happen to you."
"I know dad, but I'm not a baby. I can take care of myself." she said as she wiped her eyes.
"I know you can sweetie, but I'm just worried. They our number you five to one."
Kevin walked over to them and hugged her too.
"You have your dad's blood in you ya know. You have that independent stubbornness about ya." he said with a smile which caused her to smile.
There was a knock on his door, then a crew member came in.
"You guys are on in ten minutes." he said.
"Thanks you." Shawn said then he left. They all walked down the corridor to the curtain.
"Do I have to go out there too?" Santana asked.
"Yes." Shawn replied.
"Why?" Santana wined.
"SO we can keep an eye on you munchkin." Kevin replied. She just sighed and walked down to the ring with her father when his music played. She was announced to the fans as his daughter, which shocked them all. She got into the ring as Shawn did his little dance. Then Kevin came down. Santana watched him walked down and just had to laugh when she saw him. He looked all serious and mean, and she was used to seeing him all laughing and nice. He got in the ring as well and did his hand thing, then they stood there and waited. Then..."TIME TO PLAY THE GAME" blasted and out walked and did he stupid water spiting thing that no one likes. He entered the ring looking at Santana with a sadistic smile on his face. Then "The walls of Jericho" came on and Chris walked down the ramp and waved his fans.
After the music was done and they all had gotten down to the ring, Paul and Shawn started off the match. Not long after that were Kevin and Chris fighting on the outside around the ring. Shawn was lying down on the mat knocked out by Paul, and Paul was about to go over and cover him for a three count, so Santana jumped up on the ring apron to distract the referee so her dad could have a chance to get up. The referee was yelling at her to get down, but she wasn't listening to him. Paul saw this and was angered by Santana's actions. He walked over to them and pushed the ref. out of the way then grabber her by the hair. He smiled at her then kissed her. Kevin saw this and went to help her as Shawn was getting up. After a that, a brawl started and the referee rang the bell and ended the match for disqualification.
Santana went and got the chair that Lillian Garcia was sitting in and got into the ring with it. She slammed it into Paul's back and he fell to his knees. Then she kept hitting him over and over, but then someone pulled the chair away from her. She turned around to see Chris Jericho smiling at her. He threw the chair away as she started to back up. She backed up as far as she could into the corner, but there she had no way out.
"You want some of the 'King of the World'?" he asked acting like the egomaniac he is.
"Fuck off." she said.
"I think not."
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward her toward him. He was then suddenly hit in the back of the head and fell to the mat. Shawn grabbed Santana's hand and got her out of the ring, then, those two and Kevin walked quickly up the ramp. Usually they didn't retreat, but they didn't have Santana with them then, and it was for her safety.
"Well, at least now we know who his "friend" is." Kevin said as they walked through the curtain.
thats chapter 1! should i continue? R&R! =) Luv Yas
Ally
