That night Stacy was too excited to sleep. She had spoke to Randy Orton...Oh my Gosh! Night turned to morning Stacy was determined to look her best for Randy. Maybe he would dump Trish for her...Maybe that was being a bit too cocky. Well, Stacy could always dream.
Instead of her usual high ponytail and her jeans and paint stained hoodie Stacy decided to go...what you might call a bit more stylish! Her long hair hung by her shoulders and her tight pink top showed off her curves. She wore black combats...she had to keep some of her recognisable style.
She got to school Lita and Christy ran over to her.
"Oh my goodness," Lita exclaimed," What the hell has happened to you"
"It looks that bad?" questioned Stacy.
"Uh...Yeh," added Christy.
Tears came to Stacy's eyes again.
"You did this for Randy," said Lita.
Stacy gave a vacant stare.
"You did didn't you?" Christy glared.
Stacy nodded...
Sorry bout the short chappie the next one will be longer.