Title: Lessons
Author: Remain Nameless, other wise known as Kay
Email: RemainNameless17@aol.com
Rating:; PG-13 because I tend to write with a potty mouth
Disclaimer: I don't own nobody, or nothing. I'm not THAT Creative
Summary; When Randy Orton and Batista break from Evolution, ERIC BISCHOFF thinks they need a
little guidance. That's where
a certain Red Head comes in
Pairing; I'm not sure, but I think I'm going for a little bit of Edge, so watch out! I may surprise you.
Author's Notes: Ok, Jericho is now a regular because he's a sexy beast and because he's so damn cool! Perhaps he'll be put into
the mix for relashionship 101? Maybe? tell me what ya think!
Music Notes: "Passage to The Other side" By Seven Witches
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Looking staring facing the world beyond
Seeking, searching where your soul has gone
I want to know where we go
When our bodies leave our soul
I wanna see what you see when you're staring back at me
Memories left behind seem to touch me everyday
Wondering what you're doing when you're gazing down on me
What do you see from above and the clouds overhead?
How do you feel when you see your life has faded away?
Why'd you have to go away?
I want you here today
Passage to the other side
Passage to the other side
Passage to...
You are the chosen the one to reach the stars so high
Peter's the angel on my side
Love and laughter is what you burned so deep in me
Friends and our family will always be a part of me
Now you've passed the final test
Now your heart and soul can rest
Passage to the other side
Trust and honor will always rule the road ahead
Your lust for life was one of your best qualities
No hatred, but forgiveness is how you lived your days and nights
The way you touched me made a better man out of me
I want to know where people go
When they cross the other side
Do you see what they must see
When they glance down at me?
Passage to the other side
I want to know where people go
When they cross the other side
Do you see what they must see
When they glance down at me?
Passage to the other side
Passage to the other side
Passage to the other side
Don't go, don't go
Passage to the other side
Why did you have to leave?
Don't go, don't go, don't go
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Omg! Lita's at Backlash! I have 3 theorys. Either she will win. Or she'll loose for two reasons. One, Trish will ruin the match and Lita
and her will fued or she'll loose because the WWE suck. Anyways. FYI, im so sorry for taking so long to update. I was sick as a
dog until Monday, my sister updated my other story for me, which I had typed out and ready to go. Then on Monday the computer
crashed and yesterday my sister hogged the computer all day! So im soooo sorry. I got on late today because my sister decided she
was tired and I can't updated until Friday because I have work. I'll try sooooo hard for tommorrow, I get out of work at 7. Anyways,
Im not some freak, I want to hear from your guys. I want your opinions and I deas because I mapped this out and this story is
going to be so freakin long and so much fun! I love the comments and I like being all sarcastic and such. The Lita Stacy relashionship
is like my sister and I. Me the punk, redheaded sarcastic one (dyed skater red, not natural) and my cousin the ditzy blonde..err
brunette. But we are still close. So guys i want to chat, im me or email me anytime! Plus, all the songs I put on here you all gotta
listen too man. Especially when I get to Hatebreed! Speaking of Hatebreed, if you saw Lita on Headbangers ball, the host is
in Hatebreed and he was all conversational with Amy, liked her song picks and when he saw her wrestle said "I think im in love" so
I dont know if Im more in love with Lita (Dearly not Quearly!) or Hatebreed now! Lol! Ok Now, im totally off basis right now. Just
wanted to say hi! Also Lita looked awsome. One more thing. I made "Support Lita at Backlash" banners, so email me if you
want one. They suck but they get the point across! Also, when my computer crashed my spellcheck program crashed, and I can't
spell for beans, so Im sorry If you can't understand me!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The hotel room was trashed, the best way to describe it anyways.
Stacy layed passed out on the bed, her blonde hair like halo around her head.
Jericho, on the other hand, layed on the foot of Stacy's bed, a bottle of wine in his hand on the verge of passing out.
Lita, surprisingly sober, compared too her two comrades, walked around the room picking up empty bottles of wine. Stacy wasn't
able to handle alcohol all that well, but Jericho wasn't one who could get hammered off a bottle of wine. He went for a quick stop at
the packy and Stacy and him drank while she went down the hall to hang out with Victoria. When she returned they were hammered,
Stacy crying over her woes for Randy and Jericho talking about how it was such a tragedy that he was the only guy on Raw that
didn't get in Trish Stratus's pants.
Chris watched her as she bent down and picked up an empty shot class. Lita looked up at him and met his glazed blue eyes, a
drunken smile on his face. "I think you guys drank a little too much."
Jericho let out a drunken laugh. "I don't think you drank enough."
"OK Chris." Lita said, standing up and walking over to pick up Stacy's discarded dress off the floor. "What did you guys drink
anyways, I get Stacy but I know you can handle more then a bottle of wine Chris."
"I have no idea what your talking about red." He slurred.
Lita bent down, picking up the dress off the trash when she discovered the culpret. Three empty bottles of absolute Vodka. Standing,
she held up the bottle, and eyebrow arched that would of made The Rock proud. "Right, you have no idea what im talking about."
"Oh damnit red! Your no fun!"
Lita let out a laugh. "Right, im no fun because im not hammered."
Jericho held his head up a little bit off the bed, with what looked like was all his strength. "Could you please shut up Li so I can pass
out?" With a nod of her head, he was out.
Lita let out frustrated sigh, picking up on last glass, and placing it on one of the night tables.
Her stomach began to grumble, and being wide awake, she decided to go for a walk and get a bite to eat.
She slipped a black jacket over her white tanktop and jeans, pulled her hair up in a ponytail and exited the hotel toom. Lita walked
down the narrow hallways of the hotel, the orange shag carpet clashed with the robin egg blue walls. Not paying attention at all at the
tacky decor, she wade her way out the door and made her way down the street.
~~~~~~~~~~
After a good half hour walk, Lita came apoun an old diners, the kind you saw in those old films from the fifties or from happy days.
It had a lighted pink neon sign, half the letters were no longer working, but Lita found it to be a warm welcoming place, and made her
way through the door, the bell built onto the top of the door announcing her presence.
She choose one the booths in the corner with tacky red ripped cushions, and helped herself to the old lamanated menu's that
had a retro's 60's design to it. It probably was from the 60's.
After a few moments a waitress walked over. Lita looked up ad studied the woman. She was proabably in her late forties, maybe
early fifties, her hair was teased high, like a pop star from the 80's, with so much eye make up and red ruby lipstick, it looked like
Mimi from Drew Carey had done it. She wore a tacky pink uniform that may waitresses wore with a long ripped apron, and a yellow
note book in hand.
"Hi Doll ,my named Joyce, what can I get you?" She said with a thick Boston accent, she was proabably new from the area or
it was fake.
"Oh, some coffee, no cream or anything just black strong coffee."
"Thats all? You look half starved. Come on him Julio something too do, he's been slacking all day. How about a plate of scrambled
eggs? And toast?"
Lita thought it over, she was hungry. "Sounds good."
The waitress nodded satisfied, and walked over to counter yelling her order to the kitchen, she was greated with light hearted voice
with a thick spanish accent.
Lita's hazel eyes moved from the kitchen, and was directed to the door which bell has just rang. In walked a short petite woman
with eye makeup similar to that of Joyce's, but done black and dark, with dark red lipstick. She wore a tiny skirt, so short your could
see her thong, and not the way you saw Lita's when you wore pants. She didn't have a shirt, just a bra and a jacket with fake
lepoard print fur around the cuffs of the jacket and the neck collar. Her hair was cropped short, and dyed black.
"HEY JOYCE, HEY JULIO!" She yelled, sounding a bit like Chris had earlier. Her eyes went from them to Lita, and her face
lit up like a christmas tree. "NEWBIE!" She yelled, and ran over to Lita in her knee high boots.
She slid in the booth across from Lita. "Hey."
"Hi." Lita said as politely as possible.
"You new around here?"
"Just in town, im gone tommorrow."
"Smart girl."
Lita nodded, and returned her eyes back to the menu.
The woman stood up and looked over toward the counter. "HEY JOYCE! FRIES, COKE."
Joyce, who was leaning on the counter reading, held her pen in the air too show that she heard her.
"What did you get?" The girl asked.
"Coff-"
Cutting her off, the girl yelled at Joyce. "WHAT DOES IT TAKE IN THIS PLACE TO GET A FRICKEN CUP OF COFFE! GOD! IT'S
THIS GOD DAMN GOVERNMENT I TELL YOU! THEY ARE TAKING MONEY FROM US THE PEOPLE AND USING THEM TO BUY
THEMSELVES CHEAP LITTLE HOES AND WHEN ALL WE WANT IS A DECENT CUP OF FRICKEN COFFEE WE CAN'T GET
IT, IT'S THE GOVERNMENT AND THE DAMN COMMUNIST!"
Lita hid her head in her hands as the girl sat down.
"Its brewing." Joyce answered.
"Oh." Looking back at Lita, a huge smile was plastered on her face. "Im Minnie. Im a hooker."
Lita looked up at the girl, well, Minnie, wide eyed with shock and no amusement on her face at all at her boldness, but Lita was
the same way in a sense, except..she was sober.
"Whats yours?"
"My what?"
"Name, silly." she said with a flirty laugh
"Lita."
"Oh Lita, sexy name, for a sexy woman." Minnie said reaching under the table and grabbing Lita's leg.
Lita stood up with a start in surprise. "Um, yeah, I just met your, and no.."
Minnie's eyes got wide when Lita sat back down, surprised she actually sat back down. "Oh wow, your cool. Im sorry, Im not, well."
"It's ok, just don't do it."
Minnie nodded, then grabbed a menu herself and studied it as Lita studied her's. Minnie looked at Lita again and finally broke the
silence. "Im not drunk you know."
Lita nodded, continuing to look at the menu.
"Im stoned."
Lita looked up at Minnie, not surprised at all. "So what's wrong?"
Lita was a little surprised at the question. "What would make you think there's something wrong?"
"They call this the lonely soul diner, now would you mind sharing?"
Lita sighed. Sharing wouldn't really hurt. "Well in my job, they want me to manage a couple of, assholes I guess."
"Oh, bad break."
"Oh yeah, tell me about it."
Minnie looked at Lita thoughtfully, then spoke. "Why don't you say no?"
Lita bit down on her lip looking at Minnie a moment. "They'll fire me."
"Well you want some advice?" She asked.
"Couldn't hurt." Lita answered as Joyce came over with Lita's coffee.
"Ever seen the movie, "The boy who could fly?"
"Oh god here we go." Joyce muttered walking away.
Lita raised an eyebrow at the question, woundering how this could help her. "Yeah..."
"I love it so much, you can get so much meaning out of that movie, anyways, do you remember when they're running away from the
mental institution people and they end up on the roof?"
"Yeah..." Lita asked, still unsure.
"Well, you see, they can either just give in, give them what they want and do something they want, or jump off the roof and see
what happens. Now, remember the girl doesn't really understand if he can fly, she thinks it may be a dream. So she puts all her
faith in him. Think of it this way, you can either give in to your boss and do what he wants, and go to the mental institue, or you
can take a risk and jump. Or see it this way, give in and quit, or jump into the experience and see what your can make out of it.
Im going with the later, because I don't want to encourage your to quit."
Lita looked at Minnie, thinking it over.
"Did you see the end?"
"Yeah, he flys away."
"He leaves everything he loves behind, the girl especially to be free with that he wants to do. We don't know however if he was
happier. Maybe these guys are giving all this up too?"
It suddenly began to make sense with Lita, which began to scare her. Jump, see what happens. Who knows that they gave up?
"Your wise." Lita finally stated.
"I know, you should see me when im sober."
Lita let out a laugh, then looked at Minnie. "Let me give you some advice."
"Sure."
"You'd make a good shrink one day, clean yourself up." Grabbing a napkin, she quickly jotted down her cell phone number to Minnie.
Minnie looked at the number in disbelief. "You actually want me to call you?"
"Yeah, we all gotta jump sometime."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
what do you all think? I love the boy who could fly! I had to put it in their. Also I made Minnie to help Lita with her issues.
Author: Remain Nameless, other wise known as Kay
Email: RemainNameless17@aol.com
Rating:; PG-13 because I tend to write with a potty mouth
Disclaimer: I don't own nobody, or nothing. I'm not THAT Creative
Summary; When Randy Orton and Batista break from Evolution, ERIC BISCHOFF thinks they need a
little guidance. That's where
a certain Red Head comes in
Pairing; I'm not sure, but I think I'm going for a little bit of Edge, so watch out! I may surprise you.
Author's Notes: Ok, Jericho is now a regular because he's a sexy beast and because he's so damn cool! Perhaps he'll be put into
the mix for relashionship 101? Maybe? tell me what ya think!
Music Notes: "Passage to The Other side" By Seven Witches
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Looking staring facing the world beyond
Seeking, searching where your soul has gone
I want to know where we go
When our bodies leave our soul
I wanna see what you see when you're staring back at me
Memories left behind seem to touch me everyday
Wondering what you're doing when you're gazing down on me
What do you see from above and the clouds overhead?
How do you feel when you see your life has faded away?
Why'd you have to go away?
I want you here today
Passage to the other side
Passage to the other side
Passage to...
You are the chosen the one to reach the stars so high
Peter's the angel on my side
Love and laughter is what you burned so deep in me
Friends and our family will always be a part of me
Now you've passed the final test
Now your heart and soul can rest
Passage to the other side
Trust and honor will always rule the road ahead
Your lust for life was one of your best qualities
No hatred, but forgiveness is how you lived your days and nights
The way you touched me made a better man out of me
I want to know where people go
When they cross the other side
Do you see what they must see
When they glance down at me?
Passage to the other side
I want to know where people go
When they cross the other side
Do you see what they must see
When they glance down at me?
Passage to the other side
Passage to the other side
Passage to the other side
Don't go, don't go
Passage to the other side
Why did you have to leave?
Don't go, don't go, don't go
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Omg! Lita's at Backlash! I have 3 theorys. Either she will win. Or she'll loose for two reasons. One, Trish will ruin the match and Lita
and her will fued or she'll loose because the WWE suck. Anyways. FYI, im so sorry for taking so long to update. I was sick as a
dog until Monday, my sister updated my other story for me, which I had typed out and ready to go. Then on Monday the computer
crashed and yesterday my sister hogged the computer all day! So im soooo sorry. I got on late today because my sister decided she
was tired and I can't updated until Friday because I have work. I'll try sooooo hard for tommorrow, I get out of work at 7. Anyways,
Im not some freak, I want to hear from your guys. I want your opinions and I deas because I mapped this out and this story is
going to be so freakin long and so much fun! I love the comments and I like being all sarcastic and such. The Lita Stacy relashionship
is like my sister and I. Me the punk, redheaded sarcastic one (dyed skater red, not natural) and my cousin the ditzy blonde..err
brunette. But we are still close. So guys i want to chat, im me or email me anytime! Plus, all the songs I put on here you all gotta
listen too man. Especially when I get to Hatebreed! Speaking of Hatebreed, if you saw Lita on Headbangers ball, the host is
in Hatebreed and he was all conversational with Amy, liked her song picks and when he saw her wrestle said "I think im in love" so
I dont know if Im more in love with Lita (Dearly not Quearly!) or Hatebreed now! Lol! Ok Now, im totally off basis right now. Just
wanted to say hi! Also Lita looked awsome. One more thing. I made "Support Lita at Backlash" banners, so email me if you
want one. They suck but they get the point across! Also, when my computer crashed my spellcheck program crashed, and I can't
spell for beans, so Im sorry If you can't understand me!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The hotel room was trashed, the best way to describe it anyways.
Stacy layed passed out on the bed, her blonde hair like halo around her head.
Jericho, on the other hand, layed on the foot of Stacy's bed, a bottle of wine in his hand on the verge of passing out.
Lita, surprisingly sober, compared too her two comrades, walked around the room picking up empty bottles of wine. Stacy wasn't
able to handle alcohol all that well, but Jericho wasn't one who could get hammered off a bottle of wine. He went for a quick stop at
the packy and Stacy and him drank while she went down the hall to hang out with Victoria. When she returned they were hammered,
Stacy crying over her woes for Randy and Jericho talking about how it was such a tragedy that he was the only guy on Raw that
didn't get in Trish Stratus's pants.
Chris watched her as she bent down and picked up an empty shot class. Lita looked up at him and met his glazed blue eyes, a
drunken smile on his face. "I think you guys drank a little too much."
Jericho let out a drunken laugh. "I don't think you drank enough."
"OK Chris." Lita said, standing up and walking over to pick up Stacy's discarded dress off the floor. "What did you guys drink
anyways, I get Stacy but I know you can handle more then a bottle of wine Chris."
"I have no idea what your talking about red." He slurred.
Lita bent down, picking up the dress off the trash when she discovered the culpret. Three empty bottles of absolute Vodka. Standing,
she held up the bottle, and eyebrow arched that would of made The Rock proud. "Right, you have no idea what im talking about."
"Oh damnit red! Your no fun!"
Lita let out a laugh. "Right, im no fun because im not hammered."
Jericho held his head up a little bit off the bed, with what looked like was all his strength. "Could you please shut up Li so I can pass
out?" With a nod of her head, he was out.
Lita let out frustrated sigh, picking up on last glass, and placing it on one of the night tables.
Her stomach began to grumble, and being wide awake, she decided to go for a walk and get a bite to eat.
She slipped a black jacket over her white tanktop and jeans, pulled her hair up in a ponytail and exited the hotel toom. Lita walked
down the narrow hallways of the hotel, the orange shag carpet clashed with the robin egg blue walls. Not paying attention at all at the
tacky decor, she wade her way out the door and made her way down the street.
~~~~~~~~~~
After a good half hour walk, Lita came apoun an old diners, the kind you saw in those old films from the fifties or from happy days.
It had a lighted pink neon sign, half the letters were no longer working, but Lita found it to be a warm welcoming place, and made her
way through the door, the bell built onto the top of the door announcing her presence.
She choose one the booths in the corner with tacky red ripped cushions, and helped herself to the old lamanated menu's that
had a retro's 60's design to it. It probably was from the 60's.
After a few moments a waitress walked over. Lita looked up ad studied the woman. She was proabably in her late forties, maybe
early fifties, her hair was teased high, like a pop star from the 80's, with so much eye make up and red ruby lipstick, it looked like
Mimi from Drew Carey had done it. She wore a tacky pink uniform that may waitresses wore with a long ripped apron, and a yellow
note book in hand.
"Hi Doll ,my named Joyce, what can I get you?" She said with a thick Boston accent, she was proabably new from the area or
it was fake.
"Oh, some coffee, no cream or anything just black strong coffee."
"Thats all? You look half starved. Come on him Julio something too do, he's been slacking all day. How about a plate of scrambled
eggs? And toast?"
Lita thought it over, she was hungry. "Sounds good."
The waitress nodded satisfied, and walked over to counter yelling her order to the kitchen, she was greated with light hearted voice
with a thick spanish accent.
Lita's hazel eyes moved from the kitchen, and was directed to the door which bell has just rang. In walked a short petite woman
with eye makeup similar to that of Joyce's, but done black and dark, with dark red lipstick. She wore a tiny skirt, so short your could
see her thong, and not the way you saw Lita's when you wore pants. She didn't have a shirt, just a bra and a jacket with fake
lepoard print fur around the cuffs of the jacket and the neck collar. Her hair was cropped short, and dyed black.
"HEY JOYCE, HEY JULIO!" She yelled, sounding a bit like Chris had earlier. Her eyes went from them to Lita, and her face
lit up like a christmas tree. "NEWBIE!" She yelled, and ran over to Lita in her knee high boots.
She slid in the booth across from Lita. "Hey."
"Hi." Lita said as politely as possible.
"You new around here?"
"Just in town, im gone tommorrow."
"Smart girl."
Lita nodded, and returned her eyes back to the menu.
The woman stood up and looked over toward the counter. "HEY JOYCE! FRIES, COKE."
Joyce, who was leaning on the counter reading, held her pen in the air too show that she heard her.
"What did you get?" The girl asked.
"Coff-"
Cutting her off, the girl yelled at Joyce. "WHAT DOES IT TAKE IN THIS PLACE TO GET A FRICKEN CUP OF COFFE! GOD! IT'S
THIS GOD DAMN GOVERNMENT I TELL YOU! THEY ARE TAKING MONEY FROM US THE PEOPLE AND USING THEM TO BUY
THEMSELVES CHEAP LITTLE HOES AND WHEN ALL WE WANT IS A DECENT CUP OF FRICKEN COFFEE WE CAN'T GET
IT, IT'S THE GOVERNMENT AND THE DAMN COMMUNIST!"
Lita hid her head in her hands as the girl sat down.
"Its brewing." Joyce answered.
"Oh." Looking back at Lita, a huge smile was plastered on her face. "Im Minnie. Im a hooker."
Lita looked up at the girl, well, Minnie, wide eyed with shock and no amusement on her face at all at her boldness, but Lita was
the same way in a sense, except..she was sober.
"Whats yours?"
"My what?"
"Name, silly." she said with a flirty laugh
"Lita."
"Oh Lita, sexy name, for a sexy woman." Minnie said reaching under the table and grabbing Lita's leg.
Lita stood up with a start in surprise. "Um, yeah, I just met your, and no.."
Minnie's eyes got wide when Lita sat back down, surprised she actually sat back down. "Oh wow, your cool. Im sorry, Im not, well."
"It's ok, just don't do it."
Minnie nodded, then grabbed a menu herself and studied it as Lita studied her's. Minnie looked at Lita again and finally broke the
silence. "Im not drunk you know."
Lita nodded, continuing to look at the menu.
"Im stoned."
Lita looked up at Minnie, not surprised at all. "So what's wrong?"
Lita was a little surprised at the question. "What would make you think there's something wrong?"
"They call this the lonely soul diner, now would you mind sharing?"
Lita sighed. Sharing wouldn't really hurt. "Well in my job, they want me to manage a couple of, assholes I guess."
"Oh, bad break."
"Oh yeah, tell me about it."
Minnie looked at Lita thoughtfully, then spoke. "Why don't you say no?"
Lita bit down on her lip looking at Minnie a moment. "They'll fire me."
"Well you want some advice?" She asked.
"Couldn't hurt." Lita answered as Joyce came over with Lita's coffee.
"Ever seen the movie, "The boy who could fly?"
"Oh god here we go." Joyce muttered walking away.
Lita raised an eyebrow at the question, woundering how this could help her. "Yeah..."
"I love it so much, you can get so much meaning out of that movie, anyways, do you remember when they're running away from the
mental institution people and they end up on the roof?"
"Yeah..." Lita asked, still unsure.
"Well, you see, they can either just give in, give them what they want and do something they want, or jump off the roof and see
what happens. Now, remember the girl doesn't really understand if he can fly, she thinks it may be a dream. So she puts all her
faith in him. Think of it this way, you can either give in to your boss and do what he wants, and go to the mental institue, or you
can take a risk and jump. Or see it this way, give in and quit, or jump into the experience and see what your can make out of it.
Im going with the later, because I don't want to encourage your to quit."
Lita looked at Minnie, thinking it over.
"Did you see the end?"
"Yeah, he flys away."
"He leaves everything he loves behind, the girl especially to be free with that he wants to do. We don't know however if he was
happier. Maybe these guys are giving all this up too?"
It suddenly began to make sense with Lita, which began to scare her. Jump, see what happens. Who knows that they gave up?
"Your wise." Lita finally stated.
"I know, you should see me when im sober."
Lita let out a laugh, then looked at Minnie. "Let me give you some advice."
"Sure."
"You'd make a good shrink one day, clean yourself up." Grabbing a napkin, she quickly jotted down her cell phone number to Minnie.
Minnie looked at the number in disbelief. "You actually want me to call you?"
"Yeah, we all gotta jump sometime."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
what do you all think? I love the boy who could fly! I had to put it in their. Also I made Minnie to help Lita with her issues.