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Title: Instant Messenger 14?

Author: Harmoni

Category: WWE

Rating: T for teen...cuz I like to swear hehehe

Summary: A nice messenger chat with WWE imposters becomes her way for escape. Cause that's all they were, Imposters. she wasn't that dense, she just wanted to pretend and play along cuz that's what they were doing.. Right?

Disclaimer: the OC's belong to me. wrestlers belong to the WWE and themselves,

Spoilers: Randy is suspended, and I'll prolly just make it up as I go along. I might follow some things that happen and discard the rest. My fan fic, my rules ha ha ha)

Feedback: Please

Author's Note: Ahem if this completely sucks, I'm blaming it on my feverish mind… I wrote this while sick. There is an explanation behind this story that I may perhaps share at a later date. I dreamed half of it but that's how a lot of my fics start...and before people go on about another Randy story…. SOOOO not my fault My Randy Muse is running rampant and SOOOO not my fault… please tell me what you honestly think it's written in 1st person which I usually don't do.

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I nervously stood out back where most of the superstars usually entered, waiting for Krista and Jen. I was alone and unbothered as most of the wrestlers were already inside and the fans didn't see me as anyone important. I had told them to meet me at the back as I would be backstage but I hadn't told them that they would be too.

Danni was inside with the guys and I told them I was going to wait outside as no one would pay attention to me. Which was true, security even ignored me because of the pass around my neck. Randy gave me his cell phone and told me to call John if there were any problems with getting them in.

"Lana."

"Psycho."

I turned to the voices and saw two girls waving their arms wildly. I recognized them from their pictures and ran over to them. They wrapped their arms around me and practically pulled me over the barrier in a big hug.

"Can't breathe." I managed to gasp.

"Finally." Krista laughed. "I get to meet my little psycho."

I grinned. "Yup it's me and I told you I was different then my pics."

"Skinnier." She said wrinkling her nose.

" Not as skinny as a few months ago."

"So you gonna stay over there all night or are you gonna come hang out with us for a bit."

"I'm not coming over there but why not come back here." I said holding out two passes.

They both screeched as I handed them the passes and they moved past the security guards, proudly flaunting them.

"Psycho, how did you manage this?"

"Thank John and Randy. I begged them to bring you and he said he'll see what he can do and if you guys wanna scalp your crappy seats, go for it cause I got you better seats too."

They both stopped and stared.

"Lana, you so didn't have to do this." Jen said

"I know." I replied, "but I wanted to."

"Psycho, if you tell me you have Batista ready and waiting for me, I swear to god I will be forever in your debt."

I laughed, "sorry Krista, but he's on Smackdown."

We walked into the building and I paused trying to remember where the hell exactly I was.

"Ladies, I'm lost."

"Perhaps I can help."

We turned as Trish came towards us. I had already met her and we had hung out a bit over the weekend but that didn't stop Krista and Jen from staring in total shock.

"Randy's room?" Trish asked with a wink.

I nodded, motioning to my friends. "Trish this is Jen and Krista. They came to watch the show."

"Hey." Trish said warmly. "It's so good to meet you two. I was just on my way to Randy's so that works out good."

"This is so cool." I heard Jen whispered as we followed Trish down the hall and they spotted various superstars.

We entered Randy and John's locker room where they were both still lounging around now in their gear.

"You find them?" Randy asked.

I nodded stepping into the room so a still shocked Jen and Krista could get in.

"please tell me I'm not dreaming." Jen whispered.

"If so I don't want to wake up." Krista replied.

"Everyone, this is Jen and Krista. Ladies this is my cousin Danni, John, and Randy."

They all shook hands and I was sure they were going to pass out.

"You guys can sit down." John told them with a grin. "I don't bite unless provoked."

I rolled my eyes. "How bout not scaring the crap out of them right now. But seriously guys, sit."

They sat down on the closest bench and just stared.

"I think they're in shock." Danni laughed as I took up my seat beside Randy on the couch and he lifted my legs, laying them across his.

"You know Psycho, you told me this all along but part of me didn't believe it."

"Psycho?" Trish asked.

Jen nodded. "It's what Krista calls Lana."

"Why?" Randy asked.

"She found out I used to be a cheerleader, and thought I had to be psycho to go through something like that." I replied.

"I'm sure the Spirit Squad has room for you." John laughed.

He had been bugging me all weekend about cheerleading and each time I threatened him bodily harm. He didn't give up though, I swear that boy was just begging for it.

"Come on Cena, keep going and see what happens." I told him through clenched teeth.

"Ready, okay." He said mimicking my hand movements from the airport a few days ago.

I glared at him and stood up, going into an old taunting cheer.

"You think you're cool,

You think you're class,

But don't you know,

I'll kick your ass."

I ended the cheer with a slap to my ass.

He stared at me in complete silence before bursting into laughter. "Well Princess, that's loads better the Spirit Squad."

"You busy tonight?"

We all turned to the door to see Triple H leaning against the door, Shawn Michaels behind him.

"What for?" Randy asked.

"Oh my god." I heard Jen and Krista gasp staring in awe. That was me and Danni, Friday and Saturday night so I couldn't really blame them.

"A segment DX is doing against the Spirit squad. Creative wants them to challenge us to a cheer off so cheerleaders might help."

I blushed and shook my head. "No thank you, I don't want to go out there."

"Come on Princess, let's see your cheerleading skills."

I shook my head. "I really couldn't."

Triple H shrugged. "Perhaps another time then?"

"Come on Lana, it would be fun." Danni tried coaxing her.

"We could use all 4 of you if you come back again." Shawn said, "any way to save money, Vince would love."

"Maybe another time." I said still looking away.

The two nodded and walked away.

"Psycho, you just got the 4 of us on TV. Teach me some cheers."

"No I didn't and I'm not going on." I replied.

"Why not?" Jen asked "It would be fun."

"Then knock yourselves out but I'm not doing it." I snapped.

Everyone grew silent as the stared at me but I refused to meet anyone's eyes.

"Redhead." Jen whispered causing the rest to laugh.

I cracked a smile sticking my tongue out at her as Randy grabbed me and pulled me back down onto the couch.

"Hey." I cried, placing a hand on my head.

"Oh like you don't enjoy it." Trish teased.

I blushed. She wasn't lying but I wasn't going to say that.

"Hey Lana, we wanted to get some shirts before the show, can we do that?"

"Sure we can go now, Danni and I are sitting with you guys."

"Hey I got some shirts, none of you ladies want my shirt?" John asked, pretending to be hurt,

"I do." Jen said, blushing.

John laughed and went into his bag, tossing her a shirt.

"Hey I want a shirt." I cried.

"Here you can have mine." Randy said, taking of his shirt and giving it to me.

I wrinkled my nose. "This is used. And probably all sweaty."

"I didn't work out in it." He said with a pout. "Sides it's worth more cause I wore it."

"okay." I replied with an exaggerated sigh, slipping it over my head. "Don't I look cute."

"You do." He replied.

I smiled and stood up. "I'm guessing Krista wants a Batista shirt. She was praying he would be here tonight."

"Oh and a DX one. I have to get one of those."

"Good luck you three." Danni called as we began to leave.

"Yeah have fun." I told them waving as left.

"I can't believe this is real," Jen said. "Pinch me."

Both Krista and I reached over and pinched her.

"Ow." She cried.

"It's real." Krista informed her.

"Come on guys." I laughed as we slid out from backstage.

"So uh friends hey?" Krista slyly asked, smirking at me.

"That's all." Danni laughed. "She refuses to let anything happen. They even shook on being friends only."

I ignored them all as we reached the merchandise stand.

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"Okay so why did you get his hat again?" Danni asked as we made our way backstage.

"Cause he wanted to piss you off." I replied sticking my tongue out at her.

"That was unbelievable." Krista screeched. "That was just amazing, I've never seen anything so incredible."

"Of course cause you've never been front row." Jen giggled.

"Randy didn't even fight." I said with a pout.

"No, but he did get to RKO John." Danni laughed.

"But not before I got his hat." I shot back with a laugh.

"Which if ya ask me, I think I'll just take back."

A hand grabbed my hat and pulled and right away I could feel my wig being pulled as well. I reached up to snatch it back but it was too late, it was already being pulled off my head.

"Oh my god." I screeched, spinning around to take it back.

"Lana." Danni cried in panic.

"Oh shit." Krista whispered.

"uh oh." Jen said.

"What the fuck is going on?" John asked, holding his hat in one hand and my wig in the other.

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