TITLE: What Went On?
AUTHOR: Hayley
E-MAIL: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: I own no one
DISTRIBUTION: ask first please
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CHAPTER 22
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~In the locker room at RAW~
Amy walked the halls of the Fleet Centre in Boston. She didn't want to be there, wrestling just didn't seem to have that...excitement to her at the moment. It seemed more like a demand rather than a choice that she be there. Reluctantly though, she knew she had to show up or get fired, plain and simple.
Walking into a locker room, she heard laughing and whatnot. Cringing at their happiness, she looked around and what do you know, everyone is there. Chris, Adam, Jay, Trish and Dawn all were in the room. Well *almost* everyone.
"Hey." Adam said as he got up to hug her. "How's it going?"
"Don't bullshit me Adam." She retorted before unenthusiastically dropping her bag on the couch. "What's this?" She asked grabbing Chris's digital camera.
"Oh, those are pics from our ski trip." Chris said and Trish smirked. Amy wouldn't be too pleased with the pictures she saw.
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"Matt! I've been looking all over for you!" Stacy yelled as she ran down the halls and her heels went *click click click* in the hallow hallway.
"Yeah? What do you want?" He asked as he continued to walk to his locker room.
"Um, h-how are you?" She asked dumbly. She wanted to know if it was true or not, he and Amy breaking up, but suddenly she felt like it wasn't her place. She knew it wasn't her place, but Amy was a good friend and she needed to make sure before she said anything to anyone.
"Uh, fine I guess. Yourself?" He asked confused. Stacy was usually upfront about things, just because she never thought about what she said before saying it.
"Well...now that you ask..." She said drowning everything out. "Fine." *Dammit!* She smacked herself. "Listen, I don't dance around important subjects, but what's the deal with you and Amy? I know I know it's none of my business but Amy's a good friend, and so are you-"
"You know what. You're right; it's none of your business." He said coldly before walking into the locker room. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Amy holding the digital camera. She didn't look too pleased.
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Too short, i know i know, but hey a chapter's a chapter right? um...read & review and thanks again!
AUTHOR: Hayley
E-MAIL: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: I own no one
DISTRIBUTION: ask first please
**************************************************************************** ********
CHAPTER 22
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~In the locker room at RAW~
Amy walked the halls of the Fleet Centre in Boston. She didn't want to be there, wrestling just didn't seem to have that...excitement to her at the moment. It seemed more like a demand rather than a choice that she be there. Reluctantly though, she knew she had to show up or get fired, plain and simple.
Walking into a locker room, she heard laughing and whatnot. Cringing at their happiness, she looked around and what do you know, everyone is there. Chris, Adam, Jay, Trish and Dawn all were in the room. Well *almost* everyone.
"Hey." Adam said as he got up to hug her. "How's it going?"
"Don't bullshit me Adam." She retorted before unenthusiastically dropping her bag on the couch. "What's this?" She asked grabbing Chris's digital camera.
"Oh, those are pics from our ski trip." Chris said and Trish smirked. Amy wouldn't be too pleased with the pictures she saw.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Matt! I've been looking all over for you!" Stacy yelled as she ran down the halls and her heels went *click click click* in the hallow hallway.
"Yeah? What do you want?" He asked as he continued to walk to his locker room.
"Um, h-how are you?" She asked dumbly. She wanted to know if it was true or not, he and Amy breaking up, but suddenly she felt like it wasn't her place. She knew it wasn't her place, but Amy was a good friend and she needed to make sure before she said anything to anyone.
"Uh, fine I guess. Yourself?" He asked confused. Stacy was usually upfront about things, just because she never thought about what she said before saying it.
"Well...now that you ask..." She said drowning everything out. "Fine." *Dammit!* She smacked herself. "Listen, I don't dance around important subjects, but what's the deal with you and Amy? I know I know it's none of my business but Amy's a good friend, and so are you-"
"You know what. You're right; it's none of your business." He said coldly before walking into the locker room. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Amy holding the digital camera. She didn't look too pleased.
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Too short, i know i know, but hey a chapter's a chapter right? um...read & review and thanks again!