A/N: IHeartEmoBoyz - (stares quietly) (uneasily steps away) You need some mental help...
Jasmin63 - Lmao. Alot of drama, but isn't that the best part of a love story? Lol. (grabs chair and throws again) I can't believe you'd say that! You whore! Jking, lmao. But I think JT had the most normal outfits and she seemed really into it. Layla...I'll say she's flexible and stuff but I just don't like the girl. I don't know why...
Meant To Diffah. - Lmao, I hate Cena. No...more than hate him. He needs to just go away to Smackdown! where he won't interfere with the sexy guy. (sigh) I gave him the happy ending sort thing cuz I like Trish. It would be nice for her to be happy, of course. lol I hate you for touching Edge...But I wish I could touch Edge in more places than his hand...(winks) Lmao. Simpleplanfan188 got to touch Edge...and Kenny! Or Mikey...or Mitch...or Johnny...or Nicky...(shrugs) But I hate her for that...(sigh) lol Damn you're obsessed to not wash your hand for 2 weeks? I claimed I would never wash my hand after I touched Christian and I ended up doing it...Damn I suck..lol
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Trish stared at her dinner unhungrily. She nervously glanced up at her dad who was drinking some water. She sighed deeply and poked at her mashed potatoes, not feeling up to eating or doing anything at all. Her dad looked at her and raised an eyebrow. He opened his mouth to say something when the phone ringing cut him off.
"I'll get it." He announced and walked over to the phone on the counter. Trish watched him walk away and pushed her plate from herself. She watched him aruge with someone over the phone, probably one of his co-workers. Shaking her head, Trish ran up the stairs to her room to try and sleep. Like there was anything better to do when you felt crappy?
Jumping onto her bed, stomach first, she sighed deeply. She inhaled the scent of lavender on it and breathed out. She did it a couple more times, trying to relax herself.
"Ugh!" She finally gave up, seeing it was making her more upset. She couldn't believe Chris had just left like that! She closed her eyes and rolled onto her back, tyring to let her mind wander away from the subject of John and Chris.
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Stacy continued to eye her phone warily. Chewing on her lip thoughtfully, she finally punched in the number she was debating on calling. Pushing her hair back, she placed the phone to her ear, wincing at each ring. She sighed, figuring no one would pick up. Just as soon as she was about to hang up, there was a sudden
"Hello?"
"Hello?" Stacy turned her attention back fully to the phone. There was a bit of silence. "It's Stacy..."
"Oh! Hey, Stace." Christian smiled into his phone and shook his head at whatever his brother was saying. "What'cha need?"
"Uhm...I kinda have a question for you..." Stacy trailed off, not too sure about this now.
"Okay..."
"W...What exactly did Lita ask you today in school?" She asked. It wasn't like Lita actually was going out with him, right? There was another uneasy silence, besides laughing in the background on Christian's half. Most likely his brother. "Hello?"
"Oh...sorry. Uhm...Today in school...What did Lita ask me?" He repeated, not sure if he heard her correctly.
"Yeah." Stacy nodded, playing with a strand of hair now. Christian eyed his brother quietly.
"Uhm...She was just asking if I was up to hanging out sometime."
"As in a date?" Stacy asked. There was a third silence. "I see...So, you two are going out now?" She stared at her nail, feeling upset. Why did she have to say his name out loud? And...why couldn't she talk to him this afternoon? He looked normal as always, besides the fact that he was wearing a tight shirt that showed off his muscles and seemed cheerier.
"Yeah. We're going out tomorrow night." Christian smiled into the phone. Stacy nodded.
"Oh...Well, I'll see ya tomorrow. Just checking." She bit on her lip.
"Okay. 'Night, Stace."
"'Night." Stacy hung up and stared at the wall in her room. She had to talk to Lita and straighten this whole thing up as soon as possible. She glanced at the clock and sighed. 11 PM. Lita was probably sleeping by now. She stared at the phone again. Torrie was probably getting 'beauty rest' and Trish said her dad and her were doing something. Running a hand through her hair, Stacy paused as another person came to her. She dialed the number and put the phone to her ear, hoping that they would pick up the phone.
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Trish opened her eyes and stared at the digital clock. It seemed to be taunting her, not changing the numbers to twelve o'clock. She groaned and rolled off the bed. It was quiet so she figured her dad was asleep. This wasn't good. She had to wake up in practically six hours for school. She moaned and stomped her foot on the ground. Why couldn't she sleep? Chris and John were far from her mind and she didn't have any other problems that she knew of.
She moaned tiredly, but her mind wouldn't listen to herself. Rubbing her eyes, she sighed and walked out to the hallway, grabbing her cell phone with her. She walked quietly down the wooden stairs and slipped on her flip flops. Walking to the kitchen, she grabbed a pen and paper.
"Over Stacy's." She wrote sloppily, seeing as there was practically no light. Placing that on the fridge, she walked to her front door and headed to her car. Hopefully Stacy would be able to help her out.
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Trish rang the doorbell as quietly as she could. Though it didn't seem to help at all. She mentally slapped herself and stopped ringing the doorbell. She ran back to her car and ripped open the door. Grabbing the key to Stacy's house that the tall blonde had given her when she went on vacation, she ran to the door and unlocked it. Trish was watching after Stacy's fish and house and forgot to return the key on 'accident'.
Fumbling around on the wall for the light, she turned it on and locked the door behind her. She pushed her hair over her shoulder and walked up the stairs, towards Stacy's room. Opening the door, she raised an eyebrow at the scene. She closed the door behind her, not really sure what to make of it.
Alex was sprawled out on the bed, sleeping and taking up most of the bed. Stacy was next to him, curled up in a ball and looking like she fell asleep hugging him. Trish chuckled and shook her head, sitting at the foot of the bed. Shaking Alex's foot, she grinned.
"Hey...guys..." She continued to shake his foot. He just continued to lay there, as if a rock. Giving up on him, she turned her attention on Stacy. "Staaaaaacy..." Trish shook her leg, hoping that she would wake up or even make some room. "Staaacy...Stacy!" She hissed. Stacy sleepily lifted her head and blinked at Trish.
"Mm..." She mumbled and let her head fall onto Alex's chest. Trish groaned and sounded annoyed.
"Lucky whore." She muttered and stood up.
"Thanks." Stacy mumbled, but sat up. She rubbed her eyes tiredly and yawned, "Do you have any idea what time it is, Trish?"
"I know, I know...I couldn't sleep. I figured you would be up and you could help me...but I see you're a little preoccupied." Trish motioned to Aex, who still hadn't moved. She began to wonder if he was alive...but she was convinced he was as she watched him mumble something. Stacy rolled her eyes.
"Hey, I needed someone to talk to about something and he just happened to pop into my head." She shook her head. Trish smirked.
"Right, and you didn't ask me?"
"You were doing something with your dad, remember?" Stacy raised an eyebrow.
"I know..." Trish sighed in defeat.
"So...What do you need again?" Stacy asked as she stretched out her back. Trish grinned innocently.
"Someone to help me sleep." She poked at Stacy happily. Stacy only sighed.
"And you come to me?" She whined. Trish pouted.
"Well you're normally up at this hour!"
"Not on school nights!" Stacy shook her head again. Trish just pouted some more. Stacy let her head fall into her hand. "You can stay. If it makes you feel better, I know what happened with Chris earlier; Alex told me." She paused to smile half-heartedly. "Make yourself at home and use him for a pillow if you'd like." Stacy motioned to Alex again before laying back down and closing her eyes. Trish nodded slowly. Stacy didn't help much, but hopefully she could get some rest before school. If she went to school practically asleep, that would only cause more problems for her.
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Lita pushed her hair behind her ear and giggled at something Christian said to her. She shook her head and blushed when he wrapped his arm around her, leading her towards her homeroom.
"Awh...Aren't they so cute?" Torrie gushed as she placed a hand over her heart. Stacy rolled her eyes and opened her locker.
"Yeah, adorable." She muttered sarcastically and put her books away. Torrie raised an eyebrow as she leaned against the locker next to it.
"Look at Miss Jealousy." She smirked. Stacy glared at her. "It's so obvious you like him, but nooo...You just acted like 'friends' even after your little date." She laughed. Stacy rolled her eyes.
"I don't like him." She mumbled and slammed her locker shut. Torrie shook her head slowly. The two watched Trish walk up slowly.
"Hey hun." Torrie grinned, but did a double take at Trish. Her hair was thrown up in a sloppy ponytail, her jeans were too long and dragging behind her shoes, her shirt was wrinkled and lop-sided, and her make up was messed up. "Wow, you don't look so good...How much sleep did you get last night?"
"Not enough, obviously." Trish rubbed her eyes tiredly. "I went over Stacy's, but someone was there and wouldn't let me sleep." She moaned and fell against the locker. Stacy eyed Trish for a moment.
"What happened that didn't let you sleep?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. Trish stared at her.
"You cannot honestly tell me that you sleep the whole night." She continued staring. Stacy shook her head and continued looking confused. "Alex got up in the middle of the night and turned over, squashing my head under his legs and then kept rolling around. After a bit I punched him and he got up, walked away and came back with some food. Finishing eating, he just lifelessly flopped ontop of us!" The small blonde explained, shuddering at the thought of being under Alex. "Finally I got sick of it and slept on the floor."
"Maybe that's why I felt like I was being crushed..." Stacy thought out loud. Candice sauntered up to the three and was about to talk about something when Torrie cut her off.
"You and Alex slept together? STACY!" Torrie screeched, eyes wide.
"No! Torrie, we-" Stacy was cut off by Candice.
"Oh...my God! Stacy!" Candice shook her head slowly. "I can't believe that!"
"I didn't sleep with Alex!" Stacy whined, glaring. Trish tried her hardest not to giggle, though she could go for a nice cup of coffee right now.
"You what?" Melina dropped the poster she was hanging up for the school dance. Stacy moaned and let herself fall against the lockers.
"See what you do to me, Trish?" She asked her, sighing. Trish giggled a bit more and shook her head.
"Guys, they didn't do anything. They're booooring." Trish shoved Stacy. Stacy caught herself and felt her cheeks grow hot.
"TRISH!" She shouted, eyes wide. Trish shook her head and smiled some more. Melina walked over the the group of girls.
"For a second I thought you were serious. I was like 'WHAT?'" Melina giggled. Candice joined in the giggling while Torrie looked at Stacy in sympathy.
"But off that subject...Are you all going to the dance?" Candice asked and picked up the poster Melina previously dropped.
"I don't know." Trish fingered her hair cautiously. She pushed Chris and John far from her mind and the dance thing just brought them back to it.
"Me and Dave are. I'm going to his house for dinner with his family and then I'm going back home to change and he'll come pick me up." Torrie sighed dreamily.
"Awh!" Candice and Melina gushed.
"I'm still debating." Stacy shrugged and looked at the poster. Trish read it as well.
Highschool Homecoming Dance
This Friday the 18th in the GYM
8:30 PM - 11:30 PM
Vote for King and Queen!
Nominees include:
Queen- Candice Michelle, Amy Dumas, Michelle McCool, Jackie Gayda, Gail Kim, and Melina Perez
King- Randy Orton, Charlie Haas, Johnny Nitro, AJ Styles, John Cena, and Chris Sabin
Stacy stared at the poster infront of her for a while. Trish chewed on her lip in thought while she handed the poster back to Candice. Candice just grinned.
"You mean it's a conjoined dance?" Trish asked, fear in her voice after reading Chris' name. Candice nodded.
"Isn't it wonderful? TNA High has some pretty hot guys." She elbowed Melina, who giggled.
"Uhm...Yeah...Totally." Trish nodded as her eyes continued to grow wide at the thought. Stacy eyed Trish quietly.
"And Stace, your love's gonna be there." Melina winked. Stacy blushed, but refused to say anything. Torrie shook her head.
"Uhm...Trish, I think I'd better get you fixed up. You look like you just rose from the dead." She tried to chuckle for her best friend and just dragged her away. Stacy eyed Melina and Candice for a bit before brushing past them and towards homeroom. Candice looked at Melina, who shrugged, and the two excited girls began talking about what they were going to wear to the dance.
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"I'm gonna be sick." Trish moaned as she leaned against the bathroom wall and put a hand to her forehead. Torrie just took out some make up from her purse.
"Hun, don't worry about it. You said you didn't love him, what's the big deal?" She asked and raised an eyebrow.
"But, Tor, you should've seen the hurt look on his face when I told him. I like killed him." Trish put her head in her hands and groaned some more. Torrie rolled her eyes.
"Trish, you're going to the dance and if he says any crap to you, I'm there. I've taken karate and I can kick ass. Stacy's there and Dave's there and Lita's there and Christian's there and John's there and-" Torrie was cut off by Trish's glare.
"I get it." She muttered and shook her head. "I can't believe Vince would allow this or why the Jarretts would want to come here for one of the biggest dances of the year." She explained and watched Torrie shake her head.
"I think they're trying to show that they're good Principals. I heard that this Heyman guy was trying to out-do them with this new Extremly Crappy Wrestling school. Don't ask about the wrestling part." Torrie offered a smile, which Trish returned fakely.
"Yeah, I heard." She nodded.
"But seriously, Trish, you can come to any of us at the dance if Chris pulls anything on ya, alright?" Torrie reassuringly put a hand on Trish's shoulder. Trish nodded.
"Yeah...Thank's Tor." She mumbled and smiled for real this time.
"Oh and you so don't fit into Stacy's clothes." Torrie pointed out and dodged a swing from Trish. Both blondes giggled. Torrie knew how to lighten up someone's day if she put her mind to it.
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A/N: Woo, closer and closer to the end of the story we go. Dun dun dun...lmao. Please R&R!
