Disclaimer: I own nothing whatsoever to do with the WWE in this story and never will do. All that is mine is the idea and some OC's like the parents. Westbrook is a name of a town near me so doesn't belong to me either andthe title is a Nirvana song.

Title: Come As You Are

Rating: T will be moved up to an M in later chapters as therer is some pretty dark stuff ahead.

Summary: AU-Highschool Fic. Christmas break is over and it's time to get back to normal life only this semester nothing is normal for some students, popular and unpopular! Life is about to change will they be able to handle it?

Characters: Probably easier to tell you who's not in it.

A/N: This is the first fanfiction story I ever wrote and still think its one of my best but I thought it needed some changes like characters and plot. If you read the original you'll notice the changes i've made like switching people round and adding new storylines and just genrally making it neater. It's going to be a very long one but updates should be soon as it's already written just needs changing.

Anyway I hope you all enjoy and if you do please leave a review.


Come As You Are

Chapter 1 – Pedalpushers

It was a Monday morning in Westbrook County nothing unusual about this January day except for the fact it was the first day back after Christmas break for students of Westbrook High. A day that had been dreaded by nearly all the students and as well as some teachers too.

Over on Avery Drive where things seemed peacefully enough as the rain gently fell onto the perfectly lined houses, the type you'd see in some sort of model home magazine. The peacefulness that had been for nearly four weeks was broken as a familiar sound was heard. The same sound heard every school morning.

The sound of screeching tyres could be heard blocks away as a black Beetle skidded its way round the corner in to Avery Drive as it made it's usual morning journey, the driver was a woman on a mission; to get to school on time. The car continued into Avery Drive not showing any signs of slowing down until suddenly it stopped surging the driver and her passenger forward in their seats.

The girl behind the wheel beeped her horn three quick blasts to make her presence known and then turned down her blaring music and looked round to face the now ghostly white boy on the back seat.

"See told you I'd get us here on time," The redhead smirked slightly.

"Am I dead…is this heaven?" Said the boy in back colour was now slowly returning to his face.

"Real funny smart ass I have a better joke…tomorrow you can get the bus," said the driver pulling a face.

"Or you…" he didn't get a chance to finish.

The redhead's attention was suddenly diverted from the brunette boy on the back seat to the front door of forty seven Avery Drive, which had just opened revealing two young men and the reason she was parked there in the first place.

The first one to come out had short cropped blonde hair, was medium height dressed in ripped jeans and a shirt a tired expression on his face he stopped in his tracks and turned round as he waited for the next boy to come out.

The second of the two boys was a little different to the first as he had shoulder length blonde hair and a tall lean frame. Unlike the first boy this one had a happy expression on his face as thought he was pleased at himself. Wearing a dark blue t-shirt, light blue jeans with rips in the knees, which were hung low round his slim waste, he was also wearing cowboy boots and as always even though it wasn't sunny sunglasses.

The two boys began to walk at a slow pace towards the car.

"Come on were gonna be late!" The redhead yelled out the window.

"Oh now you care," snorted the backseat passenger.

The first boy was the first to reach the car and walked to the passenger door and opened it looking inside from the driver to the passenger.

"Hey Amy," he said smiling at the driver.

"Hey Jay," Amy Dumas simply said nodding.

"Hey Jeff…you okay you look a little pale?" Jason Reso asked sitting down in the back next to Jeff Hardy.

"Amy's driving," Jeff said quietly so Amy wouldn't hear him.

Jason just laughed as he nodded knowing exactly what Jeff meant. Seconds passed as they all sat silently waiting for the final passenger to hurry up and get in the car finally having had enough Amy leaned over and stuck her head out the window.

"Adam come on!" Amy shouted.

"Okay I'm here," Adam said getting in to the passenger seat and leaning over to kiss his girlfriend, "morning beautiful," he smiled widely at her.

"Nice sunglasses Adam, get changed in the dark again?" Jeff laughed.

"Jeff man you wouldn't know style if it bit you in the ass," Adam said sounding condescending as he glanced at what Jeff was wearing today usual combats and ripped shirt.

Adam looked round confused, "So where's Chris?"

"He said he was gonna walk with Mickie…can't imagine why?" Amy answered.

Amy then shrugged nonchalantly as she turned up the music loudly revved the engine and hit the gas racing off on their way to school.

"I do," Said Jeff quietly, he was currently holding on for a bumpy ride.


In another street in Westbrook County another car was racing round the roads. This time it was a red sports car and the driver of this one was completely different to the previous redhead.

As the car pulled up abruptly at sixty two Thomas Avenue the driver pressed on her horn letting out one long beep. Then leaning over she pulled out a mirror from the glove box and checked her make up was complete and as usual it was perfect. The blonde driver's attention was then drawn to the front door of the house she was parked in front of. As a petite blonde was currently making her way out of the door struggling with arms full of books.

The driver just sat staring at her friend confused before laughing at her as she made her way towards the car and then struggled to deposit the books in the back seat. When she had finally managed the blonde then sat in the front passenger seat, she was now breathing heavily and looking in the mirror checking her hair was still in perfect spiral curls. Looking at her friend she noticed an expectant look on her face.

"What?" She asked confused.

"What do you mean what? What the hell is with all those things?" The used her thumb to point to the back seat.

"Oh them, there just some books I borrowed over the break stuff for extra credit that's all," the blonde shrugged them off as though it was nothing.

"Extra credit! Torrie your joking right," the driver shouted out laughing.

"Yeah I need to make sure I get the scholarship and that lot will help," Torrie smiled at her very surprised friend.

"You don't need extra credit, you're the smartest girl in school. You're a cheerleader, part of the French club, maths club and what ever else you have to be a nerd to join club," the blonde exclaimed loudly.

"Don't' forget debate," Torrie said cheerfully.

"Whatever, you going to burn yourself out," now she was sounding concerned.

"Yeah, yeah you already said this before Trish," Torrie brushed off Trish's comment, like she had heard it a thousand times before.

"Your such a nerd," Trish shook her head as she rolled her eyes, "how are we even friends?"

Laughing as she hit the gas and sped off on her way towards school Trish didn't know how two different people like her and Torrie were friends. The two had a lot in common as they were two of the most popular girls in school and both cheerleaders. Then they had their differences as Torrie was a grade A student with hopes of a scholarship in the future while Trish was…well she wasn't.

The two continued to discuss the new school semester as they hastly made their way there.


Currently over on Festival Drive a young blonde male was standing on the sidewalk looking at a house in front of him. Just then a brunette girl appeared and stepped outside and cheerfully walked down the pathway in front of her toward the blonde male.

"Hey Chris, you ready for another fun filled semester at Westbrook High?" the girl asked in a sarcastic tone.

"Yeah I can't wait to see how miserable I am this time," Chris Jericho said in the same sarcastic tone.

The two began to laugh and started to walk as they were only a few feet on they heard their names being called behind them. They turned around to see a dark brown haired girl waving and running towards them.

"Mickie…Chris…hey you guy's wait up!" the girl yelled now approaching them.

"Hey Gail," Mickie said to the new arrival.

"Thought you were going with Amy?" Chris asked with a furrowed brow.

"Your…kidding…right…you've…seen…her…driving," Gail said in between breaths of fresh air.

"Yeah, why do you think we're walking?" Laughed Chris as Mickie nodded.

The three then began their normal journey towards school chatting along the way about their Christmas vacation and other things they'd done in the four weeks since they'd been to school.

To look at them they looked the opposite of each other, but in reality they were the best of friends.

Chris Jericho was a tall slim boy with ear length blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Chris was wearing a bright green t-shirt with black writing, dark blue jeans and bright green well-worn converse all stars. At the moment he was discussing a CD he'd recently bought as music was his passion.

On his left was Mickie James who had long brown wavy hair, brown eyes and a tanned complexion. Mickie's was the quiet one of the large group as she mostly just went along with her friends. People would describe her as shy but only around people she didn't know. Sports were her passion as she was currently on the school's athletic team.

The lastly there was Gail Kim who was the most out going of the group who often spoke her mind and said whatever she was felling regardless of what it was. Often she came over as a bitch, but to those who knew her she was the opposite. Gail was of Chinese decent had long dark brown hair with bright red streaks through it and big brown eyes. Gail's hair wasn't the only thing that was different about her Gail's style was crazy too, she often handmade her clothes for originality.


"Where the hell is she!" a tall blonde screamed as she paced back and forth.

"Maybe she forgot," a brunette said shrugging.

"Nobody else forgot Dawn!" the blonde screamed again.

Dawn said nothing as she looked away and continued to stretch while her friend and cheerleading captain continued to pace and yell. The cheerleading team had already been at school for almost an hour and were still waiting for the two last members to turn up, but as always they were late.

"I told her dozens of times over the brake…I e-mailed her and called her!" the blonde yelled, "she has no excuse!"

"Stacy," another blonde said.

"What Lillian!" Stacy snapped.

Lillian coughed and pointed past Stacy, "I think I just saw her car pull up."

Stacy spun on her heel and looked to where Lillian was pointing and sure enough a red sports car had just pulled into the school grounds. Huffing loudly Stacy crossed her arms across her chest and stuck her nose up.

"Keep stretching I'll be back in a moment," with that the blonde flicked her hair and walked away leaving the others relieved.

Once she was out of earshot the others all breathed out relieved and sat down onto the ground. They'd had about an hour already of Stacy and her bad mood.

"Just what we need huh? A pissed Stacy to start the semester," Lillian rolled her eyes as she sat opposite Dawn on the grass.

"Good to see things don't change," Dawn laughed.

"Well if Trish didn't insist on being late all the time she wouldn't be pissed," a brunette said.

"Stacy isn't here Candice you don't have to suck up to her now you know," a redhead said rolling her eyes.

"I wasn't," Candice said pulling a face.

"Suck up," the redhead giggled.

"Shut up Christy," Candice said annoyed.

"Come on ladies we have enough bad energy going round with Stacy we don't need you two as well," another brunette said rolling her eyes.

"Your in a good mood Steph?" Christy looked over at the brunette who was casually glancing over at the football field she simply shrugged at the comment.

"If Stacy didn't change the schedule as much as she did then Trish wouldn't be late all the time would she," Dawn said leaning back on her elbows.

Silence began as they all nodded or shrugged this was true Stacy was always changing the schedule an a whim without any notice something they had all come to accept since she had become captain last year. Minutes passed and nobody spoke so they all continued to stretch. Dawn looked up at Lillian about to speak when she noticed her attention was diverted to the football field where the team were training.

"You want me to get you a chair for a better view?" Dawn giggled.

Lillian looked back at her slightly red, "don't know what you're talking about."

"We caught you looking," Christy laughed singing the sentence.

Lillian who had gone red now just looked away and continued to stretch ignoring her friend's comments.

"You should talk to him," Dawn said nudging her.

"And die from embarrassment…no thank you," Lillian said shaking her head.

Dawn rolled her eyes and looked back to the field then to Steph who was also looking that way, "what about you Steph have you spoke to Paul yet?"

"Your kidding right the big ape can rot for all I care," Steph said bitterly.

"Oh soI see your going through an off phase," Dawn laughed.

"No it's an never again phase," Steph said triumphantly.

"You mean till next week," Lillian said her eyebrows raiseds.

"No I mean never again," Steph said her arms crossed over her mid-section.

"Yeah sure i'll believe when I see," Christy rolled her eyes.

Dawn laughed as Steph still remained stubborn. It seemed as though she was the only one that didn't know that by the end of the week her and her estranged boyfriend Paul would once again be reunited as always after one of their fights.

"Come on we better get moving before she comes back and gives us the game in four weeks speech again," Dawn rolled her eyes as she stood.

"Yeah we're so gonna cream those Tigers!" Candice yelled loudly.

Dawn rolled her eyes, "we are the Tigers Candice."

Cadice scrunched her nose up, "oh yeah…silly me."

Everyone rolled their eyes and eventually got to their feet grumbling to themselves as today wasn't going as well as expected and with Stacy in one of her bitch modes they knew it was going to get worse.


A short distance from were the cheerleaders were practicing was the football field where the team were currently doing their early morning practice. Currently coach Snow was stood with his clip board taking notes as in the last four weeks the team had gone down hill. Something he wasn't pleased about as they had a game in four weeks with Southport high a rival team. He blew hard on his whistle as he motioned for everyone to look at him.

"Okay ladies ten more laps," he yelled.

"Ten!" a brunette boy yelled.

"Yes Cena you got a problem with that?" Coach Snow asked.

"Erm nope no problem," John Cena nodded as he began to run.

Running back over to the group where his friends and fellow team mates were currently running and also bitching about having to run laps on their first day back.

"He wants us dead I swear," another brunette boy complained.

"Well if some of us had gone to the gym in the last four weeks we wouldn't be doing this would we Chris!" a well build blonde boy yelled from in front.

Chris Masters raised his eyebrows as he looked to his friend's who all just shrugged. He continued to run along them knowing that was the only way to get out of it.

"So Randy you spoke to Trish yet?" John asked the boy to his left.

"I tried…she hates me…so no," Randy Orton laughed.

"Yeah but if you spoke to her and explained what really happened," another boy said.

"Forget it I'm done apologizing," Randy shrugged, "she'll come running back soon enough."

The boy next to him laughed, "you seem pretty certain about that."

"Dave trust me I know Trish. She'll be back soon," Randy shrugged with a cocky smile.

Dave Batista shrugged as he turned his attention to the boy running at the front of the pack, "what about you Paul have you spoke to Steph?"

"Your kidding right she won't speak to me and I can't call her due to the fact her father hates me," Paul Levesque answered looking behind him.

"So what ya' gonna do then?" John asked.

"Fuck knows I'll fix somehow trust me," Paul said matter-of-factly as he talked about his girlfriend who wasn't speaking to him at the moment due to a misunderstanding at a party last week.

"Less gossip ladies and more running please!" Coach Snow yelled.

Everyone grumbled as they picked up the pace slightly and ran faster. For now they would have to put their troubled love lives on hold in favour of their sporting ones something which matter equally if your were at Westbrook High School. As the school prided it's self on having one of the best sporting divisions in the state.


Back outside the school Mickie, Chris and Gail had finally reached Westbrook High School and bravely entered the for first day of a brand new semester they turned left and headed in to the parking lot seeing a black beetle casually parked across two spaces they knew the rest of the group were already there and probably inside getting breakfast.

Deciding to go join the other four inside they began to walk but quickly stopped as a red sports car zoomed past them almost taking them out. They knew instantly whom it belonged to as they heard she had gotten a new one for Christmas.

Gail could feel the rage filling up inside her as she narrowed her eyes. Chris and Mickie just looked on knowing exactly what was going to happen next.

Trish turned and smiled at Torrie as she turned off the engine and climbed out the car. Closing the door with her hip she looked at her reflection in the car window, before looking up at Torrie and starting to laugh. As Torrie once again was struggling with the huge pile of books.

"Little help?" Torrie said trying to balance the books.

"Can't you just get a guy to do that Torrie, there's hundreds that would love to help you," Trish said with her hands on her hips.

"I got it!" yelled a brown haired boy running over to help Torrie.

"Thanks Billy. I swear these things get heavier by the day," Torrie gasped gratefully.

Torrie then proceeded to load the books in to Billy's arms and began to walk towards the library with him half way there she turned to Trish.

"See you later. Oh and tell Stacy I'll be late," Torrie smiled as she waved.

Trish laughed at the sight of Billy carefully trying to balance the books while talking to Torrie. Torrie currently worked in the library after school along with Billy. Like most of the boys at Westbrook Billy had a secret crush on Torrie, but what people didn't know was Torrie quite liked him too.

Turning round and about to make her way over to the main school building Trish suddenly stopped, hearing a familiar voice behind her.

"Hey Stratus you blind?" yelled a voice Trish really wasn't in the mood for.

Gail waited as another car passed her by then she stormed her way over towards the blonde who had been walking away. To say the two girls didn't get on was an understatement as they had been bitter enemies for years something a four week break didn't change.

Trish closed her eyes and sighed she then turned to face Gail and smiled, "Gail what can I do for you today?"

"Don't you look where you going, you almost ran us over!" yelled Gail who was now getting closer to Trish.

"I'm sorry Gail I mustn't have seen you there," Trish said sighing.

Gail didn't see the funny side of Trish's comment it only fused her rage more as she approached Trish only a few feet away. Just as she was bout to speak Mickie put her arm between Gail and Trish and round Gail's waist.

"Come on Gail were going to be late," Mickie said pleading with her eyes the last thing she wanted was a fight to start on the first day back.

Gail looked over at Mickie and noticing the look in her eyes. Sighing loudly Gail rolled her eyes and turned round then started to walk off not before giving Trish a glare. Seconds later Gail and Mickie stopped walking at the sound of another voice.

"Yeah Gail why don't you listen to your little lesbo friend," a high-pitched voice from behind both girls said.

"Stacy!" Gail yelled bitterly clenching her teeth and fists.

"Come on Trish we don't have time for this now. See you later losers," Stacy laughed as she mock waved and grabbed Trish's arm and walked away.

Gail moved forward but stopped as Chris grabbed her arm, "remember Gail expulsion."

Gail sighed as she remembered her meeting with Principal Calloway last year and remembered him warning her that any more bad behaviour and she was a goner. Sighing she nodded and turned back Mickie who was also looking at Stacy her face seemed hurt.

"Don't listen to what that piece of shit say's about you," Gail said comfortingly, "all the vomiting she does has probably made her brain dead."

They were used to Stacy's bitchy comments by now, not just them but everyone who wasn't a cheerleader or football player was subjected to them. Stacy Kiebler was the most popular girl in school even though she wasn't the nicest. Stacy's personality was mean and cold, taking great joy in other peoples misfortune.

Mickie just shrugged her shoulders in silence. Gail walked over and put her arm around her as they began to walk again. Chris who was silent kept his stare in the direction a Trish had just walked off. He smiled to himself school wasn't so bad after all.


A/N: So just a glimps of everyone but the next few chapters will give more info and more storyline.

As for pairings I have them all planned out if you want to know just ask, don't assume anything by this chapter by the way, just because someone appears to be with someone now doesn't mean it will stay that way.

Anyway next chapter will be up soon of course if people want it.

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