Author's Note: To understand this story, you must've read "Notice Me" before reading this. 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'm still going through writer's block and I'm trying my best to work through it. I hope this chapter is good!* Thanks for the reviews!
"What the hell was that?" Skye Alexander asked, her usually pale face growing red. Randy's light blue eyes grew wide and his skin grew pale, as if he had seen a ghost. He swallowed what felt like a lump of brick that got stuck in his throat and began to explain.
"It's not what it looks like! She kissed me." He explained, hoping that she wouldn't blow her top.
"Why didn't you push her away?" She questioned, her arms still crossed. She had no intent on releasing her arms either, unless it was to strangle Randy.
"She did it too fast. I had no time to react. Skye, I don't want her. I want you and I have you. Please Skye, believe me. I would never kiss her." He told her, as she glared at him. Skye shook her head at her boyfriend. With Randy's history of dating a lot of girls in the past, she wasn't sure if she would trust him.
"How am I supposed to trust you?" Skye asked, her eyes zooming themselves in on his. He gulped and held his ribs in pain. They still hurt like hell.
"Please, trust me. I would never do that to you." He said, just when a honking horn was heard. Randy and Skye directed their attention to a blue van. The driver was Bob Orton, Randy's father. He pulled up at the curb and stuck his head out of the open window.
"Hey guys! Let me get you into the car, Randy." Mr. Orton said, getting out of the car. He helped his son into the front seat. Randy put on his seatbelt and looked at Skye, sorrow in his eyes. Skye glared at him. Mr. Orton then turned to the red-headed girl. "Are you coming along Skye? Or I could give you a lift home." He suggested, stepping into his van. Skye shook her head and replied politely,
"That's okay, Mr. Orton. I'll just walk home. Bye!" She gave them a sickingly sweet smile and walked off. Of course, the smile was one-hundred percent fake and Randy Orton knew that. Mr. Orton then got into the car and began driving to the hospital.
A couple of days later, the school year began. Randy Orton was lucky and came out of the hospital with only cracked ribs. He was practically knocked over when he was getting off the bus by Rikishi Phatu and Paul Wright, also known as The Big Show. Those two were the biggest guys in the entire school, along with a couple of others. Randy noticed that Skye wasn't on the bus. He sighed and carried his back pack with one hand, walking through the doors of Vincent K. McMahon High. Randy walked by a couple of his old friends, Hunter, Rob Van Dam and Billy Kidman. He ignored them as they snickered at him. Randy caught sight of Hunter's small black eye and continued walking. He was glad that he had given it to Hunter, but he was upset that Skye wasn't talking to him.
Skye Alexander stepped out of the passenger's side of her mother Desirae's red corvette. She waved to her mother and her little sister who was in the back seat. Skye slung her back pack over her shoulder and looked around at the school. She recognized most people, except for some of the freshmen. One of the freshmen, a little asian boy was standing by the door, being guarded by two very large asian men. He was spraying some sort of green mist at the school walls. Skye gave him a weird look and then continued into the school. As she walked in, she saw two very familiar people. They were Dawn and Matthew, her ex-friends. Matthew glared at Skye, dressed in a large grey sweatshirt and baggy blue jeans as Dawn pretended to be interested in the contents on her locker. Out of the corner of Dawn's eye, she watched Skye walk down the hallway. Skye paid no attention to the pair and made her way to her own locker. Skye spun the dial of her locker, as memories flashed through her head.
***Flashback***
"Hey guys! What'd you do?" Randy asked, brushing off his regret for what he did to Skye.
"You'll see." Ric told him, as Hunter snickered. The trio went to the cafeteria to grab something to eat.
Skye had skipped the third period and fourth. She had Math and Science. The two courses she had with Randy Orton. Skye Alexander walked into the school, this time everybody had forgotten about her and ignored her. She liked it better that way. Skye approached her locker, spinning the dial. As she opened her locker, Randy Orton, Ric Flair and Triple H were all down the hall, watching her. The door of the locker opened and out came a surge of red paint, landing right in Skye's face. It didn't stop there. The hall was filled with laughter as more paint spilled out, a bucket of blue came down on her head and yellow squirted out. She grabbed her backpack and quickly ran out of the school. Quicker than she had ever ran before. Skye Alexander ran all the way home.
Back at the school, the whole school had witnessed the ordeal with Skye and everybody was applauding Ric and Hunter. Everybody except for Randy Orton. Billy Kidman, Torrie Wilson's boyfriend had fallen to the ground laughing at what happened.
Skye was at home, in the bathroom. She was covered in paint as she began to strip off her clothes. Tears were racing down her face, mixing in with the paint. She jumped into the shower, mixing the water, paint and tears as everything went down the drain. It had taken Skye a whole hour to get everything off. She came out of the shower and changed into her pajamas. Her family's life went on as they didn't notice her. She went to her room and laid in bed, with her cat in her arms. Snicklefritz was purring softly as Skye stroke his head. "Why does it have to be like this? Why can't I be like everyone else?" She asked, as if the cat could answer. All Snicklefritz did was rub his nose on Skye and kept her company. But, she wanted something else. And that something else didn't want her.
***End Flashback***
Skye shook her head and shoved the thoughts to the back of her mind. She wouldn't let that happen again. That was one of the worst days of her life. As she was shoving her books into her locker, she felt an eerie presence around her. Turning around, she almost dropped her books. There he stood, a person a part of her past. Somebody who had helped her, but dropped her. That person was Jeff Hardy. He was a senior now and his hair was just one color at the moment: Green. Jeff stood there, dressed in a bright yellow t-shirt and a pair of black baggy cargo pants with white stitching on them. He ran his painted black fingernails through his hair was he looked at Skye. He then said,
"Um...hi."
"Hi." She replied, stuffing her binder and pencil case into her back pack. Skye slammed her locker shut and began walking off, leaving Jeff by her locker. Jeff didn't get the message and began following Skye.
"Wait!" He called out, chasing after her. She spun on the heel of her sneaker and almost collided with her ex-boyfriend.
"What is it, Jeff? I need to get to class." She said, trying her best to leave him. He wouldn't let her go.
"We need to talk." He told her, running his hands through his hair again. He took her by the arm and pulled her over to the corner. Jeff then scanned the area and found nobody paying attention to them.
"About what?" Skye asked, annoyed. She really didn't want to be near Jeff.
"You. And me." He explained, staring her straight in the eyes.
"What about us, Jeff? We're over. We've been over for a long time."
"I know. But I want you back." He answered, his voice growing softer. Skye could not believe her ears. Was this for real? Jeff Hardy wanted her back. Why now?
"What the hell? Why are you telling me this now?" Skye questioned, confused. Why is Jeff doing this all now?
"Because...I didn't have the guts to do it back then. I had to work up the courage. It took me all Summer to really plan this out after working up the courage and I'm doing it now. Please, Skye. Take me back." Jeff begged, a look of sadness in his eyes. He placed his hands together, as if he was praying. Skye shook her head.
"No. I'm with Randy now." She told him, walking away. Jeff was getting fed up.
"Is that right?! Then what the hell is he doing with Stacy Keibler?!" Jeff practically shouted. Skye spun around, her hazel eyes catching her boyfriend Randy and Stacy Keibler together, talking awfully close. She felt as if her heart had shattered into a million pieces.
"What the hell was that?" Skye Alexander asked, her usually pale face growing red. Randy's light blue eyes grew wide and his skin grew pale, as if he had seen a ghost. He swallowed what felt like a lump of brick that got stuck in his throat and began to explain.
"It's not what it looks like! She kissed me." He explained, hoping that she wouldn't blow her top.
"Why didn't you push her away?" She questioned, her arms still crossed. She had no intent on releasing her arms either, unless it was to strangle Randy.
"She did it too fast. I had no time to react. Skye, I don't want her. I want you and I have you. Please Skye, believe me. I would never kiss her." He told her, as she glared at him. Skye shook her head at her boyfriend. With Randy's history of dating a lot of girls in the past, she wasn't sure if she would trust him.
"How am I supposed to trust you?" Skye asked, her eyes zooming themselves in on his. He gulped and held his ribs in pain. They still hurt like hell.
"Please, trust me. I would never do that to you." He said, just when a honking horn was heard. Randy and Skye directed their attention to a blue van. The driver was Bob Orton, Randy's father. He pulled up at the curb and stuck his head out of the open window.
"Hey guys! Let me get you into the car, Randy." Mr. Orton said, getting out of the car. He helped his son into the front seat. Randy put on his seatbelt and looked at Skye, sorrow in his eyes. Skye glared at him. Mr. Orton then turned to the red-headed girl. "Are you coming along Skye? Or I could give you a lift home." He suggested, stepping into his van. Skye shook her head and replied politely,
"That's okay, Mr. Orton. I'll just walk home. Bye!" She gave them a sickingly sweet smile and walked off. Of course, the smile was one-hundred percent fake and Randy Orton knew that. Mr. Orton then got into the car and began driving to the hospital.
A couple of days later, the school year began. Randy Orton was lucky and came out of the hospital with only cracked ribs. He was practically knocked over when he was getting off the bus by Rikishi Phatu and Paul Wright, also known as The Big Show. Those two were the biggest guys in the entire school, along with a couple of others. Randy noticed that Skye wasn't on the bus. He sighed and carried his back pack with one hand, walking through the doors of Vincent K. McMahon High. Randy walked by a couple of his old friends, Hunter, Rob Van Dam and Billy Kidman. He ignored them as they snickered at him. Randy caught sight of Hunter's small black eye and continued walking. He was glad that he had given it to Hunter, but he was upset that Skye wasn't talking to him.
Skye Alexander stepped out of the passenger's side of her mother Desirae's red corvette. She waved to her mother and her little sister who was in the back seat. Skye slung her back pack over her shoulder and looked around at the school. She recognized most people, except for some of the freshmen. One of the freshmen, a little asian boy was standing by the door, being guarded by two very large asian men. He was spraying some sort of green mist at the school walls. Skye gave him a weird look and then continued into the school. As she walked in, she saw two very familiar people. They were Dawn and Matthew, her ex-friends. Matthew glared at Skye, dressed in a large grey sweatshirt and baggy blue jeans as Dawn pretended to be interested in the contents on her locker. Out of the corner of Dawn's eye, she watched Skye walk down the hallway. Skye paid no attention to the pair and made her way to her own locker. Skye spun the dial of her locker, as memories flashed through her head.
***Flashback***
"Hey guys! What'd you do?" Randy asked, brushing off his regret for what he did to Skye.
"You'll see." Ric told him, as Hunter snickered. The trio went to the cafeteria to grab something to eat.
Skye had skipped the third period and fourth. She had Math and Science. The two courses she had with Randy Orton. Skye Alexander walked into the school, this time everybody had forgotten about her and ignored her. She liked it better that way. Skye approached her locker, spinning the dial. As she opened her locker, Randy Orton, Ric Flair and Triple H were all down the hall, watching her. The door of the locker opened and out came a surge of red paint, landing right in Skye's face. It didn't stop there. The hall was filled with laughter as more paint spilled out, a bucket of blue came down on her head and yellow squirted out. She grabbed her backpack and quickly ran out of the school. Quicker than she had ever ran before. Skye Alexander ran all the way home.
Back at the school, the whole school had witnessed the ordeal with Skye and everybody was applauding Ric and Hunter. Everybody except for Randy Orton. Billy Kidman, Torrie Wilson's boyfriend had fallen to the ground laughing at what happened.
Skye was at home, in the bathroom. She was covered in paint as she began to strip off her clothes. Tears were racing down her face, mixing in with the paint. She jumped into the shower, mixing the water, paint and tears as everything went down the drain. It had taken Skye a whole hour to get everything off. She came out of the shower and changed into her pajamas. Her family's life went on as they didn't notice her. She went to her room and laid in bed, with her cat in her arms. Snicklefritz was purring softly as Skye stroke his head. "Why does it have to be like this? Why can't I be like everyone else?" She asked, as if the cat could answer. All Snicklefritz did was rub his nose on Skye and kept her company. But, she wanted something else. And that something else didn't want her.
***End Flashback***
Skye shook her head and shoved the thoughts to the back of her mind. She wouldn't let that happen again. That was one of the worst days of her life. As she was shoving her books into her locker, she felt an eerie presence around her. Turning around, she almost dropped her books. There he stood, a person a part of her past. Somebody who had helped her, but dropped her. That person was Jeff Hardy. He was a senior now and his hair was just one color at the moment: Green. Jeff stood there, dressed in a bright yellow t-shirt and a pair of black baggy cargo pants with white stitching on them. He ran his painted black fingernails through his hair was he looked at Skye. He then said,
"Um...hi."
"Hi." She replied, stuffing her binder and pencil case into her back pack. Skye slammed her locker shut and began walking off, leaving Jeff by her locker. Jeff didn't get the message and began following Skye.
"Wait!" He called out, chasing after her. She spun on the heel of her sneaker and almost collided with her ex-boyfriend.
"What is it, Jeff? I need to get to class." She said, trying her best to leave him. He wouldn't let her go.
"We need to talk." He told her, running his hands through his hair again. He took her by the arm and pulled her over to the corner. Jeff then scanned the area and found nobody paying attention to them.
"About what?" Skye asked, annoyed. She really didn't want to be near Jeff.
"You. And me." He explained, staring her straight in the eyes.
"What about us, Jeff? We're over. We've been over for a long time."
"I know. But I want you back." He answered, his voice growing softer. Skye could not believe her ears. Was this for real? Jeff Hardy wanted her back. Why now?
"What the hell? Why are you telling me this now?" Skye questioned, confused. Why is Jeff doing this all now?
"Because...I didn't have the guts to do it back then. I had to work up the courage. It took me all Summer to really plan this out after working up the courage and I'm doing it now. Please, Skye. Take me back." Jeff begged, a look of sadness in his eyes. He placed his hands together, as if he was praying. Skye shook her head.
"No. I'm with Randy now." She told him, walking away. Jeff was getting fed up.
"Is that right?! Then what the hell is he doing with Stacy Keibler?!" Jeff practically shouted. Skye spun around, her hazel eyes catching her boyfriend Randy and Stacy Keibler together, talking awfully close. She felt as if her heart had shattered into a million pieces.