How the other Half Lives

By Random Hero

A/N: I own only the characters that are mine… IE the OCs. Other than that… I own nothing… Could you guys be a little nice this is my First Fic. Grins This story also is slightly AU.

Our story starts here….

Why are intros always the hardest? Why? You can't just jump into the action can you? AH… what the hell!

Chapter one: Raw

It was a rather hot day in June of 2005, my friends and I decided to come to the venue a few hours early, this whole thing being Chris's smart idea… this whole thing about us going to go see Raw. He had won tickets on the radio; I honestly didn't believe him when he woke me up 5 in the morning to tell me this. But he did, so we won tickets to go see WWE Raw, personally I would have been just as happy to watch it over at his Grandma's place. But I guess I can hold up my little sign as my homage to Kane and scream 'We want Matt…'

So, there we were… three rather scary looking Goth kids with long black hair and scary make up, standing in the hot summer air of the lovely East Coast. I'm about to die of heat stroke and poor Caitlin looks like she is about to melt. We both blame Chris… it's all his fault we are out there… two hours out from the show waiting for anyone we recognize to come our way so we can try and get their attention.

I leaned on the metal gate, my bracelets clang against the metal. "You said we would be meeting the big stars! All I have seen is the guys who no one gives a shit about! I want to see Kane! Hell I'd settle for anyone but Muhammad Hassan… he might not make it to his match if comes with in arms distance of me." Chris let out a rather large huff, he was trying his best to amuse us… but as much as I love that boy, he's Ville Valo impression is lacking.

Caitlin doesn't even watch Wrestling, but where we go… Caitlin fallows. Plus she would do anything to get out of her foster home for a few hours. Her dad is in prison, so is Chris's… I tell them they're lucky. I don't even have a clue who the hell mine is. My mom refuses to tell me. When ever I bring him up she starts to mumble something along the lines of. "That stupid son of bitch with his big ego…" then she generally trails off and I go back to doing what ever I was doing before.

Chris was attempting to sing, "In Joy and Sorrow" when Edge walked by, I kicked Chris and a started screaming "WE WANT MATT!" Chris joined in. We were still rather sore about Matt getting released from the WWE, we both blamed Lita and Edge. But it's a rather icky story to get into so I shall leave it alone.

Edge stopped and looked at us, he looked pissed off. "What… did we hit a sore spot!" I said with a wicked grin on my face. "Matt's a million times better than you! GRRR" I said with a look on my evil face. Chris grabbed the back of my T-shirt (which was an old school Hardy Boyz T-shirt I got from Chris for my birthday a few years back) and smiled at Edge.

"Forgive my friend she's mentally unstable… she needs to take her medication!" Chris looked down at me, he knew my feelings about Matt Hardy getting released. I think he was starting to think it was a bad idea that he took me if I was going to start something with every wrestler. He didn't know how he could ever fend off someone like Batista if I started to scream he robbed Triple H of his title.

Edge rolled his eyes and walked away. Caitlin just stood there with a rather dumb founded look on her face. She had never witnessed Chris and I when we watched Wrestling. It can often get quite violent actually, Chris likes Batista and I like Triple H… WrestleMaina almost ended our friendship. But we worked past that. Thank god we both like Cena or it would have never been recovered.

We stood around watching other Superstars walk past, we really didn't pay much attention. It wasn't anyone we really cared for, though I did flag Randy Orton over to us so I would get his autograph. I like Orton… he's hot even if he's a preppy boy.

Chris about pissed himself when he saw Trish Status, she wouldn't come over and sign anything. I think she may have broken Chris's heart. But eh… I don't like her so it was no big loss.

Caitlin got Jericho to come over and say hi to us, (Chris and I now love her even more now) he even talked to us. Chris and I both said we liked his band… I got a hug. It was my Jericho Highlight. I don't think I had smiled so much in years. Caitlin was starting to get into, she didn't know the guys names, but she looks so sweet everyone has to love her. So she became our bait to get Superstars to come over by us.

It was getting close to the time they let the audience and I hadn't seen my two favorite wrestlers yet. I had been hopping to at lest to see Triple H. I hung my head low, almost pouting. Chris put his arms around me, he knew how frustrated I was that I couldn't meet Triple H.

"Sorry Hayden, at lest we are here and get to see it in person." He gave me a hug and I looked up and out of the corner of my eye I saw Triple H getting out of a car. I nudged Chris who smiled.

"Hey… I'm your biggest fan!" I screamed at Triple H, I knew he had to hear me. I'm known for my really loud voice. In school as a kid the teachers had to remind me to use my inside voice… hell my Chemistry teach still had to remind me. "Please.. I can I just have your Autograph!" He said something to a guy who was with him. He started to walk towards us.

Chris still had his arms wrapped around me. Caitlin always said for anyone who didn't know us, we looked like were boyfriend and girlfriend. We could never date, Chris had become too much like my protective big brother. Eh, but who cares what people think… right?

"So you're my Biggest Fan…" He said as he walked over to us. He looked at Chris and I, we were borderline scary Goth kids who looked like up till that day we didn't spend a moment outside. We had scared off many people before.. but he seemed like it didn't bother him one bit. He was real nice about everything. He signed my "The Game" t-shirt. "So does my Biggest Fan have a named?" He asked.

"My name is Hayden Cunningham." I said smiling, "My mom told me once she went to High School with you." Chris looked at me with a rather puzzled look on his face; I had never told him that. Well my mom didn't tell me I kind of was snooping around her stuff and found her old year book. He was in her class, even signed her yearbook.

Trips smiled and looked rather intrigued. "She wouldn't by any chance be named Sadie?" I nodded, "I knew your mom… tell her I say hi alright." I couldn't believe he really knew my mom. Chris's mouth was on the floor, Caitlin just smiled. Caitlin had seen every movie about Vampires ever made (which you would think wouldn't be a lot… but there are a lot!) she took another look at Triple H and smirked.

"He was in Blade…" She said almost giddy, I could have told her that but I thought I'd let her figure out on her own. She let would a little laugh and turned to Chris. "I actually know some one… Chris I'm not as stupid as I look!" She said smacking Chris's arm. Trips laughed.

"Yeah, Hayden right? Have a good time…" He said before walking away. He looked back at the three of us, I smiled at him then got in the middle of my friends fighting.

"I thought we were here to see people beat the crap out of each other… not actually do it ourselves."