High School Drama
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters—they belong to the mega wrestling company, WWE (World Wrestling Entertainment).
Summary: A high school comedy about love, friendship, bullies, cliques, and basically all the elements which make up a good high school drama! Starring John Cena, The Hardy Boyz, Lita, Triple H, Randy Orton, Stacy Keibler, Y2J, Kurt Angle, Christy Hemme, JBL, Torrie Wilson, Trish Stratus, HBK, Los Guerreros, and many more!
A/N: Let's just pretend that all the wrestlers are in high school (despite the age differences), ok? Well, except for the really old ones or legends like Vince McMahon, Linda McMahon, Ric Flair, Hulk Hogan, Mick Foley, and those other ones. I'll be considering for the medium-aged ones like JBL, Triple H, Booker T and HBK to be in University. I don't know—depends on how the story goes.
By the way, this story is set before the Draft Lottery.
Chapter 8: Here Comes The Money!
"Cena, that's you!" Jeff cried. Lita and Matt gave Cena good-luck sign, and the nervous new kid made his way to the ring, accompanied with a rap tune.
"Just watch that injured rib!" Lita yelled out. Cena gave her a 'don't worry' sign.
Meanwhile, in the other side of the ring, JBL and The Cabinet didn't celebrate JBL's victory for too long. Orlando stood up, straightened his blue shirt, and JBL shouted some supporting advice at him.
In his office, Vince smiled. "Come on… show me what you've got, John Cena." He folded his arms, expecting something impressive.
In her seat, Stephanie McMahon gazed intently at Cena, who was already on the ring. She seemed to be very interested. Triple H looked at her and frowned.
"Who are you looking at, Steph?" Triple H asked, feeling a bit of jealousy.
"Oh, I'm just looking at that new kid," Stephanie answered. "He looks good." Triple H crossed his arms grumpily.
John Cena vs. Orlando Jordan
Cena started off with a side headlock to Orlando. Orlando got away with it by hitting a back suplex. Orlando made the cover but Cena quickly kicked out. Orlando ran to the ropes and came off with a clothesline. Orlando ran to the ropes and hopped over Cena and reversed Cena's hip toss but Cena reversed it again for the hip toss. Cena hit a body slam and made the cover for a two-count. Cena irish-whipped Orlando to the ropes and tried a back body drop but Orlando grabbed Cena's head and sent Cena to the mat face first. Orlando hooked the legs but only got a two-count. Cena irish-whipped Orlando to the turnbuckle and hit multiple fists and was forced to back away by the ref. Cena backed away and hit a big right hand to knock Orlando down. Cena irish-whipped Orlando to another turnbuckle and charged with a clothesline. Orlando flopped and fell to the mat face first. Cena made the cover but Orlando kicked out at a two-count.
Cena went for a big right hand but Orlando slid to the outside of the ring. The audience booed. The Bashams patted Orlando on the back and Orlando came up to the apron but left the apron as Cena was about to hit a fist. The ref yelled out to Orlando to get back to the ring and told Cena to back away. Doing as he was told, Orlando got back to the ring. He ran from behind and shoved the ref onto Cena. Cena went to the corner and the ref was down. The Bashams choked Cena on the ropes and it seemed that Orlando had just lost his chance to participate in the WWE Championship tournament, but there were still chances for the Intercontinental Championship. Orlando called on the Bashams and the three, along with the smiling JBL, went onto assault Cena. The Rock and Stone Cold Steve Austin came up from the announcer's table and hit right hands on the Bashams. The Rock did his trademark People's Punch on Danny Basham. Stone Cold raised two middle fingers to Doug Basham and gave him the Stunner jawbreaker, eventually sending Doug over the ropes.
Meanwhile, Cena was able to come back with a punch combination of his own and onto JBL, and hit a big right hand on Orlando to knock him down. He irish-whipped Orlando and hit a shoulder block. He hit two clotheslines on JBL before hitting a DDT. Orlando ran to Cena to take advantage but Cena caught him with a hip toss. Cena ducked a clothesline and got the Spinning-Out Side Slam. Cena taunted, "YOU CAN'T SEE ME!" and hit the Five-Knuckle Shuffle (Fist Drop). Cena lifted Orlando up and got him in the F-U (Standing Fireman's Carry Slam). Stone Cold got another ref with him and the new ref made the three-count in favour of Cena!
Result: John Cena def. Orlando Jordan via pinfall
"Yeah! Go, Cena!" Team eXtreme shouted, excited. JBL and The Cabinet walked out of the gym slowly, feeling both vengeful and ashamed at the same time. Cena made it to the WWE Championship tournament!
"Hmmm. He's pretty impressive…" Stephanie mumbled. Unfortunately, Triple H heard this. He swore if he heard Stephanie praise Cena again, he would explode.
After clapping for Cena, Vince drew out two names and he raised his eyebrows. "Well, next we have… Shane McMahon vs. Vito!"
A funky but upbeat song titled Here Comes The Money blared through the gym stereo. People cheered very loudly. A dark-haired boy in red shirt came out and did a few funny dance steps before making his way to the ring. Cena gasped. That was the boy he sat next to in Maths! He never really got to know his name because of the stupid detention.
"From Stamford, Connecticut, residing in New York City, weighing in 230 pounds; the son of WWE Private Academy Principal, Vince McMahon… also known as "Boy Wonder": SHANE MCMAHON!" Lilian Garcia announced proudly (she was appointed chief announcer and yearbook co-ordinator at WWE Private Academy).
"He is the son of Vince McMahon!" Cena whispered to himself. "He never told me he is a McMahon… So is that why he followed Mr. McMahon and Stephanie out of the gym yesterday? Because he's actually Stephanie's brother!" Cena was still in shock.
Shane looked very confident (A/N: What do you expect? He's a McMahon!), and had a big smile on his face. From the ring, he could hear Stephanie shouting, "Go, Shane! You go, bro!" Triple H looked away mockingly. Suddenly the crowd started chanting enthusiastically, "Shane-O-Mac! Shane-O-Mac! Shane-O-Mac!" Shane grinned.
Vito came with Nunzio, accompanied by the F.B.I. (Full-Blooded Italians) theme which replaced Shane's Here Comes the Money tune. He held his chin up high haughtily. The audience booed. Shane smirked at him, and Vito glared at the "Boy Wonder". The match was starting up!
Shane McMahon vs. Vito
The two locked up in the center of the ring. Vito, with his strength, pushed Shane off. Shane widened his eyes, but didn't look like he didn't expect it. Shane locked up with Vito again but Vito pushed Shane off his feet again. Vito hit a vertical suplex for a two-count. Vito hit an elbow drop and a body slam. Vito hit another body slam and hooked the legs but Shane got his shoulder up. Vito hit fists, backing Shane to the ropes and hit a right hand to the chin to knock Shane off his feet. He doesn't seem to be such as good wrestler, Cena thought. Vito irish-whipped Shane to the ropes and Vito ran to hit a clothesline. Vito went for another vertical suplex but Shane landed on his feet. Shane pushed Vito against the ropes and came off with a roll-up for a two-count.
Vito charged at Shane with a clothesline but Shane ducked and came off the ropes with a forearm smash. Shane hit right and left hands as he began to feel the momentum. He ran to the ropes as he left Vito standing and came off the ropes only to receive a straight big boot right to the face. Vito covered but only got a two-count. Vito went for a body slam but Shane was able to get away with it and pushed Vito to the ropes. Vito came off the ropes and received a dropkick. Shane quickly locked in the Sharpshooter submission hold. Vito got the power to kick it off. Shane was about to hit the next move but Vito kicked him on the gut and hit a chest chop. Vito irish-whipped Shane to the ropes and went for a big boot but Shane ducked and hit a forearm smash. Shane began hitting right and left hands, but Vito caught his left leg. Shane hit an enzuiguri with his right foot. Nunzio came up to the apron and distracted Shane. Vito tried to take advantage from behind but Shane used his instincts and ducked and Vito hit Nunzio instead and knocked him off the apron. Vito turned around and got the X-Factor (Sit-out Facebuster) from Shane for the three-count.
Result: Shane McMahon def. Vito via pinfall
Shane celebrated his victory with Vince McMahon but then signalled that this was not all. He pointed to the announcer's table. The audience cheered. Shane dragged Vito with a little bit of help from Mr. McMahon and placed Vito on the announcer's table. Shane climbed the turnbuckle and hit a beautiful Leap of Faith (Diving Elbow Drop) to Vito and through the announcer's table. The audience cheered even louder (RAW students cheered the loudest!) and Mr. McMahon helped Shane up and celebrated the victory once again.
"Damn… he's pretty good," Cena mumbled. Matt laughed.
"Shane has been a legend stunt performer in this school," he said. "Especially when he hits the Leap of Faith, the students go wild."
Before he could say anymore, Vince declared through the mic, "The Clique will take on The Cabinet! If they win, then each member gets to go to the WWE Championship tournament."
Students cheered. Hearing the announcement, The Cabinet protested. "But Orlando just wrestled! He's suffered enough!" JBL yelled. Orlando nodded, with The Basham Brothers supporting him to stand up.
Vince went silent for a minute. Then he smiled. "Not my problem," he answered simply. The students cheered even louder. "Have it your way; otherwise it will be a handicap match!" With this, he laughed. Students joined him, making The Cabinet even more annoyed.
The Clique, who sat on the front row, cackled with laughter. HBK was rolling on the floor with tears of laughter; Stone Cold and The Rock repeatedly hit the announcer's table because it was way too hilarious; Kevin Nash tried to stifle a laugh.
Vince sighed proudly at the long list he'd written up. "Let's see which of these students impress me." He yawned. He spoke to the mic again, "The tournament starts tomorrow. Oh, and if your tag team partner is in a different faction and you win the tag titles, you or your partner has to change faction so that only one faction gets the rights to the World Tag Team Championship."
The Clique vs. The Cabinet – 8-Man Tag Team Match
Shawn Michaels and Danny Basham started things off. HBK got the side headlock. Danny escaped by sending HBK to the ropes and hit a back elbow. Danny ran to the ropes, hopped over HBK but was caught in the hip toss. HBK irish-whipped Danny to the ropes and hit a standing dropkick for a two-count. HBK tossed Danny onto his team's corner and hit multiple chest chops. HBK tagged Stone Cold Steve Austin. Austin stomped Danny so many times. Each stomp the audience yelled, "What?"
Austin irish-whipped Danny to his own team's corner and JBL made the blind tag on Danny. Danny came off the turnbuckle and got the Lou Thesz Press from Austin. Austin hit multiple fists straight to Danny's face, JBL was there to stop it. JBL hit a big right hand and a chest chop before irish-whipping Austin and nailed him with the big boot. JBL made the cover for a two-count. JBL hit a DDT and two swinging neckbreakers and covered for a two-count. JBL irish-whipped Austin to his team's corner. JBL tagged Danny. JBL held Austin for Danny to hit. Danny hit fists and stomped Austin in the corner and tagged Doug. The two double-stomped Austin. Doug hit a big right hand and tagged JBL. JBL hit a back elbow and some punches to the stomach and a big right hand to the face. JBL tagged Orlando and hit a double-suplex. Orlando covered and got a two-count. Orlando hit a body slam and tagged Danny. Danny irish-whipped Austin to the ropes and hit a shoulder block. Danny ran to the ropes and came off with an elbow drop. Danny hit a back suplex and covered for the two-count. Danny tagged JBL. The Cabinet was isolating Austin. JBL hit a vertical suplex and hooked the legs for a two-count. JBL went to pick Austin up and Austin quickly took advantage of the JBL who was smiling to The Cabinet. JBL held Austin's legs but Austin hit an enzuiguri and tagged The Rock!
The people cheered. The Rock hit a clothesline to JBL, and knocked Orlando Jordan off the apron. JBL went for a clothesline, The Rock ducked, kicked to the midsection and hit a DDT. Danny went to hit The Rock but The Rock caught him in the Samoan Drop and landed a Spinebuster on Doug. The Rock looked at the people, kicked Doug's right arm right to Doug's side and pulled one of his elbow pads off. The Rock went to hit The People's Elbow (Running Elbow Drop) but JBL caught him with a Clothesline From Hell (Running Clothesline). JBL covered but HBK broke up the count. Orlando Jordan came to the ring but received a big boot from Kevin Nash. HBK irish-whipped Danny to the ropes and Danny came off and got a trademark HBK forearm smash. HBK jumped up and climbed the turnbuckle while Austin hit a modified spinning Spinebuster on JBL. The Rock hit a powerful running clothesline on Doug followed by a running elbow drop to knock him out. Austin raised a middle finger on the stunned JBL and hit the Stunner jawbreaker. JBL, still stunned, got the Sweet Chin Music super kick from HBK and before JBL could fall to the mat back first, The Rock caught him with the Rock Bottom (Side Slam). Kevin Nash picked JBL up and got him in the Jackknife (Release Powerbomb). The Rock pulled another elbow pad off and hit The People's Elbow for the three-count!
Result: Stone Cold Steve Austin, HBK, Kevin Nash and The Rock (The Clique) def. JBL, Orlando Jordan, Doug Basham & Danny Basham (The Cabinet) via pinfall
After the match, Vince randomly drew more names out of the stupid hat. Then he wrote up a secret list, indicating of the participants for each tournament. Here is the table of each tournament.
WWE Championship
The Rock vs. Tyson Tomko
Triple H vs. Shawn Michaels
Rikishi vs. Kurt Angle
JBL vs. John Cena
Kevin Nash vs. Undertaker
Stone Cold Steve Austin vs. Ken Kennedy
Intercontinental Championship
Booker T vs. Mark Jindrak
Maven vs. Rob Van Dam
Shane McMahon vs. Kane
Randy Orton passed first round
United States Championship
Johnny Parisi vs. Carlito
Chris Jericho vs. Chris Masters
Big Show vs. Snitsky
Matt Morgan vs. Hardcore Holly
Steven Richards vs. Simon Dean
Chris Benoit vs. Vito
Orlando Jordan vs. Matt Striker
Heidenreich passed first round
Cruiserweight Championship
Dean Malenko vs. Super Crazy
Paul London vs. X-Pac
Juventud vs. Tajiri
Psicosis vs. Rey Mysterio
Spike Dudley vs. Nunzio
Funaki vs. Scotty 2 Hotty
Jamie Noble vs. Akio
Billy Kidman vs. Shannon Moore
Women's Championship
Trish Stratus vs. Christy Hemme
Stacy Keibler vs. Stephanie McMahon
Lita vs. Torrie Wilson
Molly Holly vs. Victoria
World Tag Team Championship
Charlie Haas & Shelton Benjamin vs. Ric Flair & Batista
Joey Mercury & Johnny Nitro vs. Matt Hardy & Jeff Hardy
Eddie Guerrero & Chavo Guerrero vs. Hurricane & Rosey
Eugene & William Regal vs. Billy & Chuck
Kenzo Suzuki & René Duprée vs. Dudley Boyz (Bubba Ray & D-Von)
Viscera & Val Venis vs. Doug Basham & Danny Basham
Edge & Christian vs. La Résistance (Sylvain Grenier & Robert Conway)
"Ah, what a day," Vince sighed as he sat back in his chair. "Tomorrow would be the tournaments' day." He spoke to the mic for the last time of the day, "Normal class after lunch, everyone."
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At lunch, in an empty area
"You know, when we made the deal, I wasn't really sure you were going to win anyway," Trish told the battered Jericho. "Especially against Triple H."
Jericho was silent—there was no point in arguing. "So… we are over, right?"
"We've always been over." Trish walked away and waved her hand. "Adios."
Chris turned around shakily and bumped into—the least person he would want to meet—Christian. Captain Charisma was grinning from ear to ear. Edge was in the canteen, picking up lunch orders.
"What's up? Guess what—me and Edge will be facing La Résistance tomorrow!" His grin grew wider. "And I bet we're going to win! How cool is that?" He boasted enthusiastically and raised his right hand for Y2J to give him a high-five. But Jericho didn't respond.
Christian tilted his head, puzzled. "What's up?"
Suddenly Jericho yanked Christian's shirt collar. He looked frustated. "What's up with you?" For this, Christian was stunned. "If only you didn't flirt with Trish… if only you didn't end up being with her…" he hissed. He pushed Christian to the floor and stomped away.
Christian scratched his head, though still shocked. "What the…? He mentioned Trish… Was he referring to the bet months ago?" He stood up and fixed his collar, but only to face eye-to-eye with John Cena (supposedly eavesdropping on Trish and Y2J again). Surprised, he backed away quickly. But after realising it was only Cena, he smiled cockily and walked closer to Cena.
"Well, well… if it isn't the new kid on the block." Christian looked challengingly at Cena, who was slightly taller than him. "You heard all that? About Jericho If you want to know why he hissed at me, don't ask. He's just plain weird." He made a 'Y2J is cuckoo'-gesture with his finger.
"Tell me about the bet," demanded Cena. Maybe I can help Trish to cope with it, he thought hopefully.
Christian raised his eyebrows. This was unexpected. "Why the hell do you want to know?" He crossed his arms stubbornly.
Cena sighed. "Look, I've been watching Trish and she's been acting a bit depressed lately…" But Christian cut him off.
"But Trish's cause of depression could be anything! How did you know it could be the bet?" Christian asked, then shook his head to correct himself. "No—how did you find out about this bet in the first place, anyway?"
Cena didn't answer. Must he tell Christian that he overheard Trish and Y2J's convo on the way to a class? He would surely not let him live it down.
"Come on, Cena… you overheard, right?" Christian asked. Cena was shocked. How did he find out?
"How… how did you know?" Cena asked guiltily. But instead of putting on his usual winning smile, Christian just shrugged.
"Huh? I was just guessing," he confessed. His eyes lit up. "So it's true!" He declared triumphantly. "Remind me to tell Edge later."
Cena smacked himself on the forehead. Note to self: Never share any secrets with Christian. Regretfully, he nodded his head.
Christian laughed. He smacked Cena on the back, hard. "You really want me to tell ya?" Suddenly his expression turned serious (though that seemed pretty much impossible to Cena). "But it's a very private matter…" But before he could start, Edge called out.
"Christian! They run out of blueberry muffins!" he yelled, holding up an empty lunchbag.
"What? But I don't want the apple one! It tastes weird!" Christian shouted. "I want the blueberry muffin!"
Edge sighed loudly. "Fine! Why don't you just eat grass!" he shot back. "Stupid CLB," he muttered. But instead, he ordered an enchilada for Christian and grabbed himself a sausage roll. Couldn't let Christian starve to death, perhaps?
"Sorry, gotta run to eat," Christian said. "We'll postpone our topic until next time." He ran to Edge and left Cena standing alone like an idiot. Cena sighed and turned around to meet Team eXtreme. To his surprise, Lita was behind him.
"Li-Lita?" Cena stammered. "I know; me talking to Christian… just plain weird. But—" Before he could finish, Lita interrupted.
"You know about the bet?" Lita questioned coldly. Cena gulped.
"You were hiding behind the tree?" Cena asked, pointing to the nearby oak tree.
Lita glared. "Why would you want to know about it?" Cena felt guilty.
"Well, I was just concerned about Trish, and…"
"You think Trish was the only one hurt by the bet!" she asked demandingly. She pointed to herself. "I was hurt too! That moment I was sure that Christian was—for once—being very nice and honest to me! But it turned out to be a… a…" Lita looked at Christian, who was sitting with Edge for lunch, with disgust. "… bet."
Cena tried to restrain her, but she was way too mad to care. Then she stomped off angrily, pushing other students in her way. "Move!"
"Oh no… Lita is mad?" Charlie Haas (who happened to be walking pass) asked. He carried a bag of meat pies.
"Oh, no! It's the end of the world!" Shelton Benjamin pretended to be in panic, dropping his bag of sandwiches. Realising it would get dirty, he picked it up again. Charlie frowned and shook his head.
"Nah.. Jackie is worse than Lita when she's mad," Charlie commented, referring to Miss Jackie. They shrugged, and walked away.
Cena sighed. Great. He just made another mistake that surely would land him in a big trouble. Hands in his pocket, he walked to the lunch area slowly.
When he passed a bench full of people, he didn't bother to look at them.
"Oi, Cena!" He turned his head lazily. It was Billy Kidman. Torrie Wilson, along with the other popular girls (but no Trish), and Paul London were busy chatting by his side.
Cena flinched. Why would Billy Kidman want to talk to me? He couldn't help wondering. Kidman jumped of the table and strolled over to Cena, followed by London.
"Me, Paul and my girls saw your match against Orlando Jordan. In fact, we also watched the matches against Christian and the other one against the Bashams," Kidman grinned. Cena raised one eyebrow. And?
"Well, we just wanna say congrats, man. You did well in your debut match here in this school. You're a new kid, but, wow! You've got some cool moves there, man!" London said. "And err… that whole 'You can't see me' thing!"
"Very cool," Kidman nodded. Cena smiled.
"Thanks." At least I'm on the popular kids' good side, he thought, relieved.
Suddenly Carlito walked pass with Matt Morgan trailing after him. He glimpsed at Cena. "That's not cool." And he bit his apple. London and Kidman looked at him, and Cena frowned, confused.
"Oh. Right. I'll… I'll go now." Carlito walked away with Morgan.
"What the hell…" muttered London, baffled. "Stupid Carlito."
"So… you want to sit with us?" Kidman offered. "You know, to get to know us a bit more?" he motioned to the large bench where the girls sat. Torrie was waving.
Cena was surprised. "I… well…" he looked to the Hardy Boyz in the distance,m who were waving to Cena in panic. Matt was mouthing, What are you doing? come here! Jeff was making some signals for Cena not to agree to Kidman's offer.
"You know, you don't have to sit with us if you don't want to," Torrie joined Kidman and London. Both boys looked at Cena.
Cena was confused now. I might as well return to the Hardy Boyz' table, he thought. But hey—getting to know the popular people isn't such a bad idea. Without thinking any further, he nodded and walked to the popular group. Torrie, Kidman and London grinned. On his way, Cena made some apology gestures to the Hardy Boyz, who looked taken aback.
Are the popular people as snobbish and conceited as Cena thinks? Will the Hardy Boyz be mad at Cena for choosing the popular group over them? What about Lita, Trish, Christian and Jericho? Also, the first round of each tournament will start! Find out in the next chapter: Apologies, Misnderstanding, and Stone Cold Stunner!
A/N: Sorry if there are any confusions between "Billy". From now on Billy Kidman will be mentioned as "Kidman" and Billy Gunn will be referred as "Billy". Also the Mark of Excellence should be Elevated Uranage Slam, while Matt Morgan's side slam finisher should be considered an Elevated Side Slam. Also real Jackknife Powerbomb and Kevin Nash's Jackknife aren't the same. By the way, tell me which matches you want to see because I'll only be doing 1-2 matches for each round of each tournament.
Anyway, THANK YOU—for the reviews and, importantly, for reading. Flames are welcome, as always. Pairing requests will be reconsidered. I'm trying to make the matches sound realistic as possible. In addition, I'm thinking of doing polls to make the story go along the way all the readers want. The more you read, the more you'll find out what happens! Keep reading. Thank you very much.