MISTAKES
March 28, 2004
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is going to be completely different from the previous ones I've written of Randy Orton and Stacy Keibler. I'm going to try and add a whole lot of drama and angst here and take away some of the humor but of course...there will be a whole lot of romance. I hope you enjoy reading it!
CHARACTERS/PAIRINGS: Randy and Stacy; Matt and Lita; Jeff and Trish; Chris and Steph...and a whole lot more.
Chapter 1:
"Stacy...hurry up! Let's go!" Lita called out, knocking on the bathroom door of the divas' locker room as the door opened and out came Stacy, wearing a short, black skirt, a white belt, a white tube top with a black vest over and a pair of white, knee-high boots.
"Okay. I'm done." Stacy said; putting on the finishing touches of her outfit, which were a couple of large, silver, hoop-earrings and a matching silver bangle.
"Finally!" Trish jokingly exclaimed as all three of them headed out.
"And where are you three fine-looking ladies going out these evening?" somebody asked from behind as they turned around to see Edge standing with a Cheshire grin on his face.
"Oh...hey Edge! We're going out to the bar." Trish replied with a smile as Edge nodded.
"Well...have fun then! By the way...have you seen Jeff? I've been looking all over for him."
"I think he's at Chris Jericho's locker room playing poker." Trish answered.
"Oooh...I can't miss that. Thanks, Trish!" Edge said, waving his hand goodbye and jogging away as Trish nodded and headed outside with Stacy and Lita where her rental car was parked. Driving towards the bar, the girls talked of their very favorite topic: Boys.
"So...anyone in your love life, Stacy?" Trish asked, turning to the left.
"No. Not really. After my break-up with Andrew, I haven't been seeing anyone since. I haven't even got calls from anyone either." Stacy sadly replied with a sigh.
"Awww...don't you worry, girl. There are a lot of guys out there. You just haven't found the right one yet. Stop wasting your time waiting for calls and such. Just go...have fun! I mean...don't take it too seriously. That's why you have us! Me, Trish and Steph! It doesn't matter if you're not seeing anyone right now. What matters is that you're happy with or without a guy."
"Yeah. You're right. Right now...I don't really care anyway. I'll just go wherever my love life will take me." Stacy said with a giggle as they reached the entrance of the bar. Parking the vehicle, all three of them stepped out and entered the dim-lighted site. The music was blaring throughout the whole place and all through, it smelled like smoked cigarettes. Disco-lights flashed and flickered and young people screamed and danced while some drank their drinks to the last gulp.
"Woohoo! It's party time!" Trish yelled, entering the vast crowd and heading straight for the bar while Lita and Stacy followed. After ordering what they wanted, Lita and Trish headed for the dance floor while Stacy stayed behind.
"Hey Stacy! Your song is on!" Lita said out loud for Stacy to hear and indeed, it was Stacy's song, "Why Can't We Just Dance?" playing.
"Woohoo!" Stacy cheered as Trish and Lita began dancing while she watched the two of them, giggling.
"Well, if it isn't Miss Keibler..." said a familiar drawl as Stacy turned around to see who it was.
"Well...Randy Orton...I'm not surprised to see you here." Stacy said with a smirk as she rolled her eyes, turned her back and ignored him.
"Who are you with?" he asked with a smirk, sitting down on the chair beside her.
"My friends. Trish and Lita."
"Oh..."
"What about you?" Stacy asked, the tone of her voice not changing.
"I'm just by myself." Randy replied with a shrug.
"How come?"
"Why should you care?" Randy answered, smirking and cocking his eyebrow.
"Geez...I was just asking." Stacy irritatingly said as she followed Trish and Lita and danced along with them.
"What's Orton doing here?" Lita asked, taking a glance at Randy who seemed to be watching Stacy for a few seconds before leaving and heading towards somewhere.
"I don't know. He just said he was here all by himself." Stacy replied, beginning to dance with an anonymous guy. Pretty soon, the stranger hugged Stacy closer, playing around with her butt.
"Hey...stop that!" Stacy complained, trying to get the stranger's hands off her. "Stop it!" she repeated as the guy thrusted his front towards hers. "Ugh! Stop it, you pervert!" Stacy said once again, trying to fight back with the stranger who happened to be drunk and was out of control. Suddenly, Stacy felt somebody grab a hold of her wrist and set her to the side.
"She said stop it, you asshole!" a familiar person said.
"Oh yeah?! What are you going to do about it?!" the stranger mocked, eyeing Randy Orton from head to toe. All of a sudden, Randy made a fist and threw it at the person, sending him flying to the ground, knocked-out. Randy shook his fist before turning to see Stacy and even Lita and Trish, staring at him in disbelief.
"What?" he asked in his usual drawl, smirking and cocking his eyebrow.
"Did you just do that?" Lita asked, still quite stunned as she looked from the knocked-out stranger to Randy. Randy just shrugged before turning to Stacy. Nodding his eyebrows at her, he left without even acknowledging.
SO WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK OF THE FIRST CHAPTER? PLEASE TELL ME!!! AND TO ALL YOU ***FF.NET WRESTLING AUTHORS*** OUT THERE...I BEG OF YOU TO WRITE A STORY OF ***RANDY ORTON AND STACY KEIBLER!!!*** PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE! MWAH!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is going to be completely different from the previous ones I've written of Randy Orton and Stacy Keibler. I'm going to try and add a whole lot of drama and angst here and take away some of the humor but of course...there will be a whole lot of romance. I hope you enjoy reading it!
CHARACTERS/PAIRINGS: Randy and Stacy; Matt and Lita; Jeff and Trish; Chris and Steph...and a whole lot more.
Chapter 1:
"Stacy...hurry up! Let's go!" Lita called out, knocking on the bathroom door of the divas' locker room as the door opened and out came Stacy, wearing a short, black skirt, a white belt, a white tube top with a black vest over and a pair of white, knee-high boots.
"Okay. I'm done." Stacy said; putting on the finishing touches of her outfit, which were a couple of large, silver, hoop-earrings and a matching silver bangle.
"Finally!" Trish jokingly exclaimed as all three of them headed out.
"And where are you three fine-looking ladies going out these evening?" somebody asked from behind as they turned around to see Edge standing with a Cheshire grin on his face.
"Oh...hey Edge! We're going out to the bar." Trish replied with a smile as Edge nodded.
"Well...have fun then! By the way...have you seen Jeff? I've been looking all over for him."
"I think he's at Chris Jericho's locker room playing poker." Trish answered.
"Oooh...I can't miss that. Thanks, Trish!" Edge said, waving his hand goodbye and jogging away as Trish nodded and headed outside with Stacy and Lita where her rental car was parked. Driving towards the bar, the girls talked of their very favorite topic: Boys.
"So...anyone in your love life, Stacy?" Trish asked, turning to the left.
"No. Not really. After my break-up with Andrew, I haven't been seeing anyone since. I haven't even got calls from anyone either." Stacy sadly replied with a sigh.
"Awww...don't you worry, girl. There are a lot of guys out there. You just haven't found the right one yet. Stop wasting your time waiting for calls and such. Just go...have fun! I mean...don't take it too seriously. That's why you have us! Me, Trish and Steph! It doesn't matter if you're not seeing anyone right now. What matters is that you're happy with or without a guy."
"Yeah. You're right. Right now...I don't really care anyway. I'll just go wherever my love life will take me." Stacy said with a giggle as they reached the entrance of the bar. Parking the vehicle, all three of them stepped out and entered the dim-lighted site. The music was blaring throughout the whole place and all through, it smelled like smoked cigarettes. Disco-lights flashed and flickered and young people screamed and danced while some drank their drinks to the last gulp.
"Woohoo! It's party time!" Trish yelled, entering the vast crowd and heading straight for the bar while Lita and Stacy followed. After ordering what they wanted, Lita and Trish headed for the dance floor while Stacy stayed behind.
"Hey Stacy! Your song is on!" Lita said out loud for Stacy to hear and indeed, it was Stacy's song, "Why Can't We Just Dance?" playing.
"Woohoo!" Stacy cheered as Trish and Lita began dancing while she watched the two of them, giggling.
"Well, if it isn't Miss Keibler..." said a familiar drawl as Stacy turned around to see who it was.
"Well...Randy Orton...I'm not surprised to see you here." Stacy said with a smirk as she rolled her eyes, turned her back and ignored him.
"Who are you with?" he asked with a smirk, sitting down on the chair beside her.
"My friends. Trish and Lita."
"Oh..."
"What about you?" Stacy asked, the tone of her voice not changing.
"I'm just by myself." Randy replied with a shrug.
"How come?"
"Why should you care?" Randy answered, smirking and cocking his eyebrow.
"Geez...I was just asking." Stacy irritatingly said as she followed Trish and Lita and danced along with them.
"What's Orton doing here?" Lita asked, taking a glance at Randy who seemed to be watching Stacy for a few seconds before leaving and heading towards somewhere.
"I don't know. He just said he was here all by himself." Stacy replied, beginning to dance with an anonymous guy. Pretty soon, the stranger hugged Stacy closer, playing around with her butt.
"Hey...stop that!" Stacy complained, trying to get the stranger's hands off her. "Stop it!" she repeated as the guy thrusted his front towards hers. "Ugh! Stop it, you pervert!" Stacy said once again, trying to fight back with the stranger who happened to be drunk and was out of control. Suddenly, Stacy felt somebody grab a hold of her wrist and set her to the side.
"She said stop it, you asshole!" a familiar person said.
"Oh yeah?! What are you going to do about it?!" the stranger mocked, eyeing Randy Orton from head to toe. All of a sudden, Randy made a fist and threw it at the person, sending him flying to the ground, knocked-out. Randy shook his fist before turning to see Stacy and even Lita and Trish, staring at him in disbelief.
"What?" he asked in his usual drawl, smirking and cocking his eyebrow.
"Did you just do that?" Lita asked, still quite stunned as she looked from the knocked-out stranger to Randy. Randy just shrugged before turning to Stacy. Nodding his eyebrows at her, he left without even acknowledging.
SO WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK OF THE FIRST CHAPTER? PLEASE TELL ME!!! AND TO ALL YOU ***FF.NET WRESTLING AUTHORS*** OUT THERE...I BEG OF YOU TO WRITE A STORY OF ***RANDY ORTON AND STACY KEIBLER!!!*** PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE! MWAH!