Huh Well this took awhile me is sorry, but guess what, I'm sick again.. so maybe faster updates Lol. Part of the cheer you'll recognize some is from me.. yes I admit it I used to be a cheerleader hides head in shame oddly enuf, ppl laugh when I tell them that.. I don't get it hehehe

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Title: Instant Messenger 19?

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, Part of the cheer is from Bring it On and the other part is from me… yes I admit it I used to be a cheerleader hides head in shame

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. And this is still unbetaed…. Come on girl, get ur damn internet back

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"Hello?"

"Hi can I speak with Lana please?"

"Speaking."

"Hi Lana, I met you at Raw last month when you came to visit Randy and John."

"Okay…"

"This is Hunter. Triple H."

I was silent as a smile grew on my face and I burst into laughter.

"What's so funny?"

"John quit being a nimrod."

There was silence.

"Actually it's really Triple H."

My laughter died down as I realized that wasn't John's voice and I let out a squeak of surprise.

"John did give me your number, I asked him to talk to you guys but he said I was on my own with this one."

"This is bizarre." I muttered to myself. My life was getting more weird by the week.

"Who is it?" Danni mouthed. She was over for the night and we were just sitting around discussing our plans for the upcoming week. We were leaving tomorrow to meet up with Randy and John for more house shows and Raw.

"Triple H." I mouthed back.

Her eyebrows shot straight up into her hairline.

"What can I do for you?" I asked him out loud.

"Remember a few weeks ago when Shawn and I asked you and your friends about that cheer off?"

"Oh. Ooohhh. No, no way."

"What?" Danni asked.

"He wants us to do that cheer off thing."

Danni vigorously nodded her head but I turned away from her.

"That's nice of you to think about us, but I can't get Krista and Jen to Raw too."

"Consider it taken care of."

The phone was yanked away from me and Danni moved out of reach.

"Triple H? Is this really you?...Ignore my cousin, she'll do it, we'll do it. We'll be visiting this weekend so if we can get the others there tomorrow as well to practice, you got yourself a squad…. Uh-huh…Awesome…. Yeah we can meet up with you before the shows….I'll make her choreograph something…. Okay, see you then."

She hung up, a triumphant smirk on her face as she turned to face me.

"You Bitch." I cried.

She tossed me the phone. "You better call Jen and Krista, then tell them to call Randy or John to get their flight info. Oh and you better start coming up with some insulting cheer for the spirit squad. He says we have to run it by creative but as long as there isn't too much nudity or swearing it should be fine."

"I'm not getting naked."

"He meant for them, you know like mooning but said if we want to take our shirts off that's okay too."

I raised an eyebrow at her, "Please tell me you're kidding me.My shirt is staying firmly on. Hello ugly scar chest?"

"He said it's up to us so let's see what you got."

"I don't even remember agreeing to this."

"That's why I'm here."

"I can't think of something by tomorrow."

"Don't you have an old routine?" Danni asked.

"Not one I could teach you three in 3 days." My eyes drifted to the TV screen where Bring It On was currently playing. I had a good idea that just may work.

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This time when Danni and I got off the plane, I jumped into Randy's arms, my legs wrapping around his waist.

"Happy to see me?" He laughed, placing a quick kiss on my lips.

"Not at all." I replied as I jumped off and turned to give John a hug.

"How come I don't get that treatment?" he replied with a pout, running his hand over my short hair. "Cute." Was all he said.

"Kinda like the rest of me. Jen and Krista here?"

Randy pointed to a couple chairs where they were sitting eagerly waiting for us to finish saying hi to the guys. I ran over to them, throwing my arms around both of them.

"I can't believe you did this Psycho?" Krista said, excitement in her voice.

"I didn't. I said no, Danni said yes."

Krista turned and hugged my cousin. "This is the most incredible thing ever."

"You do realize we're gonna be in cute little cheerleading outfits."

She made a face. "I am willing to make a sacrifice."

"Did you come up with something?" Jen asked me.

I nodded. "Yeah we're going to the arena and I'll show DX and creative what I have. If it's given the go ahead I'll teach you guys."

Following the guys we went out to the SUV they had rented, John and Danni in the front, Krista and Jen in the middle with Randy and I in the back. Once settled, his arm went around me, and I snuggled into his side.

"How've you been?" he quietly asked.

"Mm, fine." I whispered, leaning up to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"You excited about Raw."

"I don't want to trip or something embarrassing."

"You won't you'll do fine with all of it."

The way he said it, made me glance suspiciously up at him.

"What are you hiding Randy Orton?"

He gave a mysterious grin. "Nothing at all Lana Mitchell."

"Boo on you." I said knowing he was lying and he knew something I didn't, but he refused to say anymore.

I took a deep breath, unable to believe this was all happening. I steadied my shaking hands, waiting on the Gorilla as the Spirit Squad did their cheer.

This weekend had been crazy, my cheer had been given the go ahead but more had been added, and there was to be a match after with the Spirit Squad against DX and Cena with Randy doing a run in to continue his feud with John. But, and here was the kicker, we as DX's cheerleaders were to stay at ringside and would warn John about Randy, leading him to come after us.

Could you believe we weren't even getting paid for this?

I don't think anyone cared, they were all super excited that they would get to do this, even if I was the only actual cheerleader going out there. That basically made me the captain and the one starting off, which made sense as I was the only one able to do what I was about to do.

I didn't even know I was still capable of it. I kind of amazed myself how easily I fell right back into it. Mind you I cheerleaded for 5 years. The only 8th grader to make it on the squad, I was captain in grade 11 and 12, but after I graduated I didn't carry on with it. I didn't see a future in it. Right, I silently laughed at myself, because I was doing oh so much now.

I gave the girls one last hug, giving Randy and John a shaky thumbs up as DX's music began to play. We were a surprise and DX wouldn't be coming out with us. Instead catching the Spirit Squad by surprise behind them.

All our hard work better pay off, we practiced like crazy I even threw in a small lift, which had me going in the air as I was the smallest now, damn weight loss. But besides that I had made the choreography quite simple, with simple hand gestures but to put it all together and in sync was extremely difficult. Except after shows, we had barely spent time with the guys, as soon as we awoke, we were in the gym working and practicing.

"kick some ass." My cousin whispered as the intro finished and I stepped out.

The ramp was flat, thank god, and when I stopped at the top, trying my damndest not to faint, the crowd went silent, taking in the skinny red headed cheerleader in a small black pleated skirt with green trimming and a long sleeved v neck top to match the skirt.

"Who the hell are you?" The Spirit Squad yelled at me.

I grinned and held up a finger telling them to hang on, then I took off at a run, going into a round off, 2 back handsprings, followed by a twist and landing in a split, my hands held up in a V, a big smile on my face.

I didn't move until I heard the others coming out of the backstage cheering. When they reached me, I jumped up and grabbed my Pom-poms from Jen and we got into formation.

"DX squad ready?" I shouted, my voice being picked up on the small headset I had on.

"Ready." They shouted back.

"What?"

"Ready."

"What?"

"Ready."

"Okay." We all shouted.

The spirit squad looked on warily, wondering what DX had up their sleeves.

We began our routine which, yeah I ripped off from Bring It On.

We're sexy, We're cute,

We're popular to boot,

We're bitchin', great hair,

The boys all love to stare

We're wanted, We're hot,

We're everything you're not

We're pretty, We're cool

We dominate this room

Who are we, just guess

Guys wanna touch my chest

We're rockin', we smile

And many think we're vile

We're flyin', we jump

You can look but

don't you hump, whoo

we're major, we roar

We swear that we're not whores

We cheer and we lead

We act like we're on speed

Hate us 'cause we're beautiful

Well, we don't like you either

We're cheerleaders

We are cheerleaders.

One by one we stepped forward and did fancy hand movements.

My name is Danni,

And I am Krista

You got Jenny

And here I'm Lana

Spirit Squad,

You think your class

But DX'll come

and kick your ass.

Here, Krista and Jenny boosted me up so my feet were at their shoulder height my arms held up, as they stared on in awe. We continued on;

So Spirit Squad

You better check

And look behind,

Here comes DX.

I jumped down into the waiting arms of Jen, Krista, and Danni as we clapped and cheered and kicked, shaking our pom-poms.

One by one they realized what we said and slowly turned around, right into kicks from DX who had snuck in from behind. The rest of the Spirit squad jumped on top of them as Jen and I stepped to one side of the ramp and Danni and Krista stepped to the other side, shaking our Pom-poms in front of us as John ran down the ramp, giving me a small wink as he ran by and slid into the ring.

We went into DX and John's corner as a ref came down and the bell rang to start the match. I had to admit it was kind of like being back in high school as I led the girls in short easy chants, angering the Spirit Squad even more. They were just jealous because we were better.

Later, all but 2 member of the Squad were down, Triple H was in the ring with one of them, Shawn was laid out beside the ring and John was reaching in for the tag.

That's when we saw Randy come down.

"John, look out." We screamed.

He turned around landing a flying cross body on Randy and they both went down. John quickly stood and stepped onto the apron in time to receive the tag, Triple H rolling out of the ring, exhausted.

We cheered but our cheers soon turned into screams as Randy advanced on us, we ran around the ring, only to be met by two member of the Spirit Squad. We huddled together, our eyes wide with fear as we looked between them.

Then Shawn was there, attacking the Spirit Squad and John grabbed Randy, laying into him with forearms, we ran away huddling at the foot of the ramp until John went back into the ring for the pin, winning them the match.

When their opponents were rolled out and all three men standing, they motioned us into the ring where we got in to celebrate with them as Raw went off air.

We made our way backstage, squealing and hugging each other as soon as we got through the curtains.

"That was incredible." We all screeched.

Hunter and Shawn gave us all quick hugs.

"Thanks for the help." Shawn said, "You guys did great."

"No thank you for asking us." Danni spoke for all of us.

John swooped us all up into hugs, spinning me around when he got to me. "you bout damn near gave me a heart attack with your little flippie thingie and air time."

I rolled my eyes. Nobody but DX and creative had seen my opening segment and the whole cheer complete with the lift. "Told you I was a cheerleader, numbnuts."

"Well hey I dunno about my nuts being numb."

I gave him an evil grin, "Would you like me to ask Danni?"

He blushed. Yes John Cena actually blushed. "Smart ass."

Arms went around me from behind. "I watched the whole thing, You were incredible."

I grinned turning in Randy's arms. "You sound surprised."

"I didn't know you were a gymnast, or so flexible." He raised his eyebrows an evil smirk on his face.

I punched him in the arm but I wasn't really mad at him. Actually I was ecstatic. Everything was great. My boyfriend was one of the hottest WWE Superstars, I was good friends with other Superstars, I got to go to WWE shows, I got to be part of a WWE show, my cancer was gone and I was happy, really truly happy.

What could possibly go wrong?