It was 6.30am and the students were all peacefully asleep. That is until...
"Wake up you asses, we have a busy day ahead of us, move!" Steve Austin yelled, slurping and burping in the background.
"Fuck off!" Triple H mumbled, sitting up slightly and rubbing his head.
"NO I WILL NOT!" Steve shouted directly in Hunter's ear.
"How'd you get in here so quickly?" Randy asked, still lying flat on his back.
"It's called magic son!" Steve replied, disappearing in a puff of smoke.
"Is it just me or was it cold in bed last night?" Kurt questioned his room mates, rubbing his hands and shivering slightly.
"I would have warmed you up." Randy responded, raising his eyebrows.
"I wasn't quite that desperate." Kurt spluttered, glancing over at the Legend Killer.
Meanwhile, in room 2...
"Whose gonna use the bathroom first?" Taker asked.
"I will!" Edge volunteered.
"You use everything else, why not the bathroom!" Matt mumbled.
"Yeah...you ruined my marriage Edge!" Kane added.
"You were never married to Lita!" the other three yelled in unison.
And with that, Kane was using the bathroom...
Christian was currently using the bathroom in room 3, much to the annoyance of everyone else...
"Is the CLB constipated?" Cena asked.
"No!" Christian hollered.
"He's been in there for half an hour already, we're gonna miss breakfast at this rate!" Chris Jericho realised.
"Dat's no cool...hurry up idiot!" Carlito bellowed.
However, when Christian does walk out of the bathroom...
"Aaahh, much better!" he sighed, zipping up his dirty denim jeans (you decide just why they are dirty...)
"Man, it stinks, thanks a lot assclown!" Y2J scowled, closing the door behind him. "Now I've gotta go and ask if I can use someone else's bathroom..."
"Guess he really is an assclown!" John laughed.
In room 4, things weren't a lot better either.
"Hulk, we know that you like your toupee to actually be on your head and not your face, but we need to get ready too esse..." Eddie reasoned.
"Stop interrupting me brother and I'll soon be finished!"
"Whatever man, I'm gonna go and get breakfast before everyone else." Batista spoke. He was closely followed by Gene Snitsky.
The girls in room 5 were already in the dining room when the others started to emerge. Lita was stood reading the notice board...
"Half 8 till 10 morning work out, 10 till 1 voice coaching and singing, 1 till 2 lunch, 2 till 4 song writing and instrument playing, 4 till 6 free time and 6 till 7.30 dinner." she read out.
"Fun packed day." Shawn said sarcastically.
"It won't be so bad..." Stacy tried to cheer.
"No, it's gonna be awful!" Matt stated, half laughing.
At 7.30am on the dot, breakfast was served...to everyone apart from Kane who was still sulking in the bathroom...
"Meet your chef...JR!" Vince introduced.
"By God your first meal!" he cried, plonking a few steaming pots down on the table.
"Mmmm, I'm starving!" Kurt said, sniffing the air.
"Starving for what, baby?" Randy grinned.
"What would all ya like?" JR spoke.
"Just toast please..." Trish asked politely, placing her napkin on her lap.
"Sorry, no toast." JR said.
"Cornflakes?" Batista questioned.
"Nope, no cornflakes either."
"Apples?" Carlito asked, only to get a 'no' answer which send him flying into a rant of 'Dat's no cool!'
"What exactly do you have?" Christian asked in disgust.
"Barbeque chicken, barbeque pork, barbeque steak, barbeque..."
"I'm sorry, I'm not meaning to be rude but do you have anything that comes without barbeque?" Taker inquired.
"By God no!" JR answered.
"This is more lunch or dinner food, isn't it?" Y2J asked.
"You can never get enough BBQ sauce, dammit!" JR shouted.
"I'm not hungry anymore..." Torrie spoke, pushing her plate away from her.
"By God, you have to eat something dammit!" JR yelped.
"I'm refusing to eat any shit that JR has cooked..." Triple H mumbled to Carlito.
Without any warning, a quad bike was storming the room, beer spilling and yes, Stone Cold was 'driving' it...
"Who just swore about JR's cooking?" Steve demanded.
"I did." Hunter said, plonking his knife and folk down on the table before standing up and pushing his chair back.
"What gives you the right to insult good 'ol JR's cooking like that, you no good son of a bitch!" Steve questioned.
"I say it like I mean it...baldie!"
"Is that the only insult you have?" Kurt asked, remembering that Hunter had called him that the other day on the bus.
"Quiet baldie..." Triple H snarled, forcing his attentions back to Steve.
"Big nose!" Steve laughed, stunning Triple H. "The rest of you eat your damned breakfast...NOW!"
And without another word, everyone was tucking in to the 'delicious' BBQ powered meal.
After an epic workout, all the students were gathered into one of the largest rooms in the house...the piano room. A black grand piano was stood in the middle of the room. The students gathered themselves around it and waiting in anticipation for their teacher to arrive...
"Wonder who it's gonna be." Shawn said.
"I dunno, maybe Austin." Cena suggested.
"He was watching you like a hawk earlier Trips!" Y2J spoke.
Hulk Hogan started to pose...
"Hawk, not Hulk!" Y2J grimaced at the aging man.
Suddenly 'If you smell...' hit over the tanoy...
"It's the Rock!" Stacy gasped.
"If you smell, I can't be dealing with that piece of monkey crap! Hello students, no time for that, let's just get on with what we are meant to be doing!" The Rock said hastily.
"That is?..." Taker asked.
"Singing, boy, singing! Let's get on with this, who wants to sing...screw that, it'll take too long, lets just hear you all sing one song...sing 'Lean on me'!" The Rock ordered.
"Sometimes in our lives, we all have fears, we all have..."
"Shut up! I can already tell which of you have talent and which don't. It doesn't matter. The Rocks gonna get paid no matter what!"
"What about me, BROTHER!" Hogan yelled.
"You will have popped it by the end of the programme. Anyway, lets sort you jerky's into groups? Good..."
After rearrangements and arguments, the students were placed into five groups of four...
A) Shawn Michaels, Matt Hardy, Kurt Angle, Randy Orton: 'All These Thing's I've
Done' The Killers.
B) Triple H, Christian, Chris Jericho, Batista: 'I Believe in a Thing Called Love' The Darkness.
C) Carlito, John Cena, Edge, Trish Stratus: 'One Night Stand' Misteek. (sp?)
D) Eddie Guerrero, Gene Snitsky, Torrie Wilson, Lita: 'Genie in a Bottle' Christina Agulira.
E) Undertaker, Hogan, Stacy...
"Where's the 20th person?" The Rock asks in confusion.
"In the toilets crying." Taker informed.
"Right, The Rock can't stand crying so you go and fetch him!" The Rock ordered. "Your group shall be singing 'Don't You Want me Baby' by the Human League."
"That song sucks BROTHER!" Hogan argued.
"So what, you're still singing it!" Rocky chuckled. "Right, we only have until tomorrow for you guys to get everything worked out coz we go out live on air at 8 o'clock every Friday evening. However, on the Wednesday night, all of you shall sing solo's and the three of ya jebronies with the lowest amount of votes will have to be up for eviction. You shall sing at the start of the show so that the viewers have time to vote for their favourites. Then, by the last week, two people will be eliminated each day, starting from the Sunday to the Friday, leaving 5 of you to battle it out!" The Rock told his students. The majority of them understood what they were meant to be doing, all except Torrie Wilson...
"So we don't all stay?" she questioned.
The whole room sighed in disbelief. Rocky had to repeat himself another 5 times before Torrie sort of got the concept.
"Oh I get it now...I think!" she giggled immaturely.
"Ok, the plan for the last half an hour of this two hour session, thank you very much Torrie, shall be spent with me telling each of the group members what to sing while the rest of you candy asses go and work out a dance routine."
"Dance?" Kurt gulped.
"Routine?" Torrie puzzled.
Meanwhile, Taker was still having trouble convincing Kane to come out of the toilets...
"C'mon, look, our group really need you."
"How do I know you're not lying to me again?" Kane snivelled.
"Steve Austin said that he'd give you another Stone Cold Stunner..." Taker falsely bribed.
"Fine, I'm coming!" Kane said, quicker than a hiccup (By God!) as he raced Taker to the sound of bad music pouring from the piano room...
An hour later, all of the groups had ran through their songs. They were now late for lunch, which few people cared about anyway...they were 'enjoying' BBQ pickles...many of the students declined the offer of seconds, much to JR's sorrow. Without any surprises, all of the students made it in time for their song writing sessions where they met their inspirational teacher...The Rock?
"Yep, I'm teaching you popcorn farts how to sing, write songs and play instruments. I'm a world class wrestler, actor and musician!" The Rock enthused in his usual smarmy tone.
"Basically, Jack of all trades, master of none!" Y2J remarked to Carlito.
"Dat was funny and cool!" Carlito chuckled.
"You asso's got something to say?" Rocky quizzed.
"No, not to you Junior so get out of my face!" Y2J ordered as Carlito managed to get an apple from his, ummm, pants and start biting on it.
"Oh so that's why there's a bulge!" Randy laughed.
Before Carlito - or anyone else in the room for that matter - could respond, a wrestling ring appeared on the middle of the hall! Steve Austin and The Rock were double teaming Carlito & Y2J, while a man shouting 'Peanuts!' lobbed packets all over the place! The students cheered as fists, kicks and teeth went flying in all directions as Carlito and Chris were left in a bloody pulp on the floor.
"We just kicked your candy asses!" The Rock jeered as him and Steve Austin celebrated. Without a word of warning, 'No Chance in Hell' hit over the tanoy, and Vince power walked his way into the room, steeping over the loose teeth and bodies of two of his top superstars.
"Steve, Rocky, you can't do that!" Vince realised, grabbing a microphone as he stepped into the ring. "These men have to sing on Friday, you can't leave them like this! Now, I'm gonna erase the past 5 minutes from everyone's memories!" Vince stated, as his students and teachers booed in disgust.
"What just happened?" the students questioned each other, clenching their heads.
The students were all sort of enjoying their free time. They had all be told to keep a diary of what happens on each day. HBK, Matt, Randy, Kurt and Cena were sat in the living room, filling in their diaries.
'I can't stand it here...that bastard Edge has shown his true colours in front of Lita...poor Amy! But then again, she is getting what she deserved...' Matt wrote.
'Everything's going ok, I guess, I miss my wife and children something crazy.' Shawn revealed.
'Kurt, only if he knew how I really felt about him. I'm dying to see his 'Gold Medals'.' Randy wrote.
'Orton keeps looking at me dammit, he's like a lost puppy; he keeps following me around everywhere.' Kurt sneered.
'Everything's going ok...I need to start trying to lure Trish to me.' John realised.
After each group had rehearsed their performances and eaten 'BBQ deep fried chocolate cake' for supper, they all ventured of to bed, each one exhausted after their tiring day.
Next time in New Sensation...
The group performs their songs in front of a live audience but how does it all go down? Will John or Carlito be the first to confront Trish? Will Randy get his wishes and pursue Kurt? Will Edge and Lita kiss and make up?
Check back soon for more!
PS - if you guys have any suggestions of who should get elimanated, please say so. It would be very helpful...