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The Day Is: Tuesday
SHOCKING NEWS
Amy Dumas picked up a rumpled black t-shirt that she had just found underneath her bed. Her face wrinkled up in disgust as she plugged her nose and threw it in to her metallic blue plastic laundry hamper. Amy picked up a pair of jeans and threw those in also. For once, she was cleaning her room. The redheaded sixteen year-old had no idea what came over her. She never cleaned her room before unless her mother nagged her, but Mrs. Dumas did no nagging. Her hazel eyes glanced over at her window, which was open. The afternoon breeze flew in, blowing her sheer black curtains away from the wall. She sighed, not used to seeing the room across from her window open. The room across her window belonged to Shane Helms. She missed not seeing him sitting on the floor, reading his comic books or fiddling with the guitar his father bought him for his birthday.
Meanwhile, Shane Helms was walking the streets, eager to tell his friends the news. He still couldn't believe what he had seen. For as long as he could remember, Broken Rebellion and Evolution had been enemies. Whoever was in Evolution, hated anybody in Broken Rebellion and vice versa. Never in his life would he think Trish would cheat on Shannon, especially with a member of Evolution. Pinching himself, Shane turned the corner to find Randy Orton with his girlfriend, Stacy Keibler. They were laughing, just in their own world when Randy spotted Shane and nudged Stacy. She looked over, glaring. After glaring for a moment, Stacy laughed evilly, almost cackling. "Where ya headed, Shaney-boy?" Randy taunted, laughing. Shane felt his stomach turn. He really didn't want to deal with anybody, especially Randy Orton at a time like this. Shane ignored him, continuing to walk. It was no use though, for Randy and Stacy were getting closer. Shane looked down, as Randy decided to continue to bug him. "Come on, Shane. At least tell me where Shannon is."
"I don't know where he is." He quietly replied. Randy approached Shane, lifting his head up.
"Don't lie, Helms. If you don't know where that fag is, then where's his trashy girlfriend?" Randy smirked, as Stacy giggled. Shane had the biggest urge to just yell 'WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND!', but he knew that he must tell his Broken Rebellion band mates before he could tell Evolution.
"Let's go, Randy. My parents aren't going to be home until midnight. Don't waste your time on this loser." Stacy spoke up, sticking her nose up in the air. Shane rolled his eyes, thinking 'What a snob' as Randy let go of Shane's face. He gave him a cocky smirk.
"See you later, freak. Maybe next time you'll have normal hair." The brown-haired bass player said, taking his girlfriend and walking away. Shane scoffed and continued walking, turning another corner before getting on to his street. Shane Helms practically sprinted over to his house, barging through the door and running up the stairs. Almost knocking over his mother, Shane ran in to his room and slammed the door.
Amy heard the door slam from her room and quickly shut her laundry hamper. She rushed to her window, just in time to see Shane look out. "Hey Shane! How was cooking dinner with your Mom? Did you get to make that tortellini Alfredo?" Amy babbled, not noticing the serious expression on Shane's face. She was just glad he was back.
"AMY STOP!" Shane shouted, sternly.
"What's wrong?" She questioned, worried that she had upset him.
"I didn't cook dinner with my mom."
"Then what did you do?"
"Just listen, okay? I went to spy on Trish. I was getting really suspicious during practice and I had to spy on her. And well...you wouldn't believe what I found out! Are you ready for this?" He warned, biting his lower lip. Amy nodded, eager to hear the news. "Trish is cheating on Shannon..." He trailed off, as Amy clapped her hand over her mouth and gasped.
"Oh my god! You're not serious, are you?" Shane nodded his head up and down.
"And you wouldn't believe who it's with..." He trailed off once more, leaving his neighbor in suspense. Amy could feel the hairs on her body standing on end, as she stayed silent, waiting for Shane to tell her. "Dave Batista."
With a gasp, Amy shouted, "NO WAY! YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING!" Shane shook his head. She could see in his eyes that he was not kidding. It was rare for Shane to be serious and this moment was one of those rare ones. "Have you told Shannon yet?" She asked next.
"Nope. I just got home. I thought you'd be in your room so I ran up. Amy, this is too weird. Why is this happening?" Shane raked his fingers through his green-streaked hair and leaned forward, his upper body out of the window. Amy shrugged, her vibrant red and multi-colored streaked hair falling past her shoulders.
"You're right. This IS too weird. I mean, never in my life would I expect Trish and Dave together. Shannon's going to be totally crushed. You should tell him now." Amy suggested.
"Not yet. I have to tell Matt and Jeff first."
"He can't be the last to know! It'll crush him even more."
"Why not? I think it'd be healthier. The hype will die down by then."
"Shane, don't you get it? His girlfriend is cheating on him. There is NO hype! It's not some juicy rumor that goes flying around the school and gets changed every five people it hits. His girlfriend is being unfaithful. Shannon's already going through a really tough time right now and this is just making it worse. He's got a band of assholes wanting to beat him up and now Trish is screwing around with Dave Batista. It's just not healthy." Amy explained.
"She's doing what?" A voice asked, trembling. Amy quickly turned around, her hair whipping around and hitting her in the face. Standing in her doorway was Shannon Moore, tears running down his face. Since Shannon was so small, Amy was blocking Shane's view of him. The two of them gasped as Shannon fell to the ground. His eyes closed. His mind went black. He was passed out.
The Day Is: Tuesday
SHOCKING NEWS
Amy Dumas picked up a rumpled black t-shirt that she had just found underneath her bed. Her face wrinkled up in disgust as she plugged her nose and threw it in to her metallic blue plastic laundry hamper. Amy picked up a pair of jeans and threw those in also. For once, she was cleaning her room. The redheaded sixteen year-old had no idea what came over her. She never cleaned her room before unless her mother nagged her, but Mrs. Dumas did no nagging. Her hazel eyes glanced over at her window, which was open. The afternoon breeze flew in, blowing her sheer black curtains away from the wall. She sighed, not used to seeing the room across from her window open. The room across her window belonged to Shane Helms. She missed not seeing him sitting on the floor, reading his comic books or fiddling with the guitar his father bought him for his birthday.
Meanwhile, Shane Helms was walking the streets, eager to tell his friends the news. He still couldn't believe what he had seen. For as long as he could remember, Broken Rebellion and Evolution had been enemies. Whoever was in Evolution, hated anybody in Broken Rebellion and vice versa. Never in his life would he think Trish would cheat on Shannon, especially with a member of Evolution. Pinching himself, Shane turned the corner to find Randy Orton with his girlfriend, Stacy Keibler. They were laughing, just in their own world when Randy spotted Shane and nudged Stacy. She looked over, glaring. After glaring for a moment, Stacy laughed evilly, almost cackling. "Where ya headed, Shaney-boy?" Randy taunted, laughing. Shane felt his stomach turn. He really didn't want to deal with anybody, especially Randy Orton at a time like this. Shane ignored him, continuing to walk. It was no use though, for Randy and Stacy were getting closer. Shane looked down, as Randy decided to continue to bug him. "Come on, Shane. At least tell me where Shannon is."
"I don't know where he is." He quietly replied. Randy approached Shane, lifting his head up.
"Don't lie, Helms. If you don't know where that fag is, then where's his trashy girlfriend?" Randy smirked, as Stacy giggled. Shane had the biggest urge to just yell 'WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND!', but he knew that he must tell his Broken Rebellion band mates before he could tell Evolution.
"Let's go, Randy. My parents aren't going to be home until midnight. Don't waste your time on this loser." Stacy spoke up, sticking her nose up in the air. Shane rolled his eyes, thinking 'What a snob' as Randy let go of Shane's face. He gave him a cocky smirk.
"See you later, freak. Maybe next time you'll have normal hair." The brown-haired bass player said, taking his girlfriend and walking away. Shane scoffed and continued walking, turning another corner before getting on to his street. Shane Helms practically sprinted over to his house, barging through the door and running up the stairs. Almost knocking over his mother, Shane ran in to his room and slammed the door.
Amy heard the door slam from her room and quickly shut her laundry hamper. She rushed to her window, just in time to see Shane look out. "Hey Shane! How was cooking dinner with your Mom? Did you get to make that tortellini Alfredo?" Amy babbled, not noticing the serious expression on Shane's face. She was just glad he was back.
"AMY STOP!" Shane shouted, sternly.
"What's wrong?" She questioned, worried that she had upset him.
"I didn't cook dinner with my mom."
"Then what did you do?"
"Just listen, okay? I went to spy on Trish. I was getting really suspicious during practice and I had to spy on her. And well...you wouldn't believe what I found out! Are you ready for this?" He warned, biting his lower lip. Amy nodded, eager to hear the news. "Trish is cheating on Shannon..." He trailed off, as Amy clapped her hand over her mouth and gasped.
"Oh my god! You're not serious, are you?" Shane nodded his head up and down.
"And you wouldn't believe who it's with..." He trailed off once more, leaving his neighbor in suspense. Amy could feel the hairs on her body standing on end, as she stayed silent, waiting for Shane to tell her. "Dave Batista."
With a gasp, Amy shouted, "NO WAY! YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING!" Shane shook his head. She could see in his eyes that he was not kidding. It was rare for Shane to be serious and this moment was one of those rare ones. "Have you told Shannon yet?" She asked next.
"Nope. I just got home. I thought you'd be in your room so I ran up. Amy, this is too weird. Why is this happening?" Shane raked his fingers through his green-streaked hair and leaned forward, his upper body out of the window. Amy shrugged, her vibrant red and multi-colored streaked hair falling past her shoulders.
"You're right. This IS too weird. I mean, never in my life would I expect Trish and Dave together. Shannon's going to be totally crushed. You should tell him now." Amy suggested.
"Not yet. I have to tell Matt and Jeff first."
"He can't be the last to know! It'll crush him even more."
"Why not? I think it'd be healthier. The hype will die down by then."
"Shane, don't you get it? His girlfriend is cheating on him. There is NO hype! It's not some juicy rumor that goes flying around the school and gets changed every five people it hits. His girlfriend is being unfaithful. Shannon's already going through a really tough time right now and this is just making it worse. He's got a band of assholes wanting to beat him up and now Trish is screwing around with Dave Batista. It's just not healthy." Amy explained.
"She's doing what?" A voice asked, trembling. Amy quickly turned around, her hair whipping around and hitting her in the face. Standing in her doorway was Shannon Moore, tears running down his face. Since Shannon was so small, Amy was blocking Shane's view of him. The two of them gasped as Shannon fell to the ground. His eyes closed. His mind went black. He was passed out.