Welcome To My Truth

Chapter 15 : The New Girl

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" Crap, okay, ten squared plus six squared equals.. ugh!" I recited the confusing math problem.

I hate math with such a passion. Now since I don't have a proper teacher, its become much more harder. I feel like my brain has been soaked in nitric acid because of all these numbers. The Pathagorean thereom,ew. I've been working on this unit for nearly two weeks, and I want to murder the guy who invented it. Too bad he's already dead. Its another typical Monday Night, and I'm here doing some Math. Remember, yesterday? Yeah, well its still in my mind, more than the Pathagorean thereom. I've barly seen Tyler today, we went our separate ways when my dad told him I had math work to do. You see, after the amusemnet park the four of us went to Pizza Hut, then back to the house. Tyler and I didn't speak, it was like we were strangers, it was scary. That little love boat ride wasn't a big shocker, but the kiss was. Anyway, I got really scared when I saw Randy and John snooping on us, but they didn't see the kiss! That proves those two, need some help with spying, especially Randy. He was looking through a kaleidoscope, classic blonde moment.

I shoved some potato chips in my mouth, and took a sip of Propel. Mmm.. salty. My brain hurts, badly. So many thoughts have been browsing around, it gives me this huge migrain. I'm bored out of my mind, but have something to do, which I don't want to do. Confusing right?

I shut my math notebook, and cleaned up all of my supplies. I shoved my head into my folded arms, against the table, and tried tuning out the noise in this catering room. It was pretty noisy tonight, partly because half of the promos were in the interview space. I closed my eyes, and tried relaxing my cranium.

" Hayden!" a voice ruined it for me, that stupid irritated pitched voice. I scrunched my nose, and got up from my seat.

I walked over to the Ebony head diva, and smiled. " Hey Melina.."

She smile brightly, with her arm wrapped around a girl. She seemed as if she were my age, a little taller than me, her platinum blonde hair laid a little above her shoulder, some freckles across her pointed nose, and brown eyes, which were covered with pounds of makeup. God...

" Hayden, I would love you to meet my niece, Roxy." she introduced. " Roxy, this is Hayden."

Her eye twitched, and extended her hand out, I gladly shook it.

" Nice to meet you." I grinned, running my free hand through my dark hair.

" You too." she spoke with the same irritating voice as her aunt.

" Roxy is gonna be here for two weeks." Melina revealed. " she has school break."

I nodded my head.. " Cool."

Melina glanced at the clock above the catering room, and shook her head. " Girls, I have a match to get ready for, have fun!"

" Bye Auntie." she waved her goodbye, before turning to me.

Roxy stared me up and down, and lifted her nose in disgustment. " trashy clothes."

Ugh, what audicty this girl has! What? All because I have some ripped jeans on, and a purple tanktop, along with nikes on? Geez, at least I don't look skanky.

" haha, that's cute. where did you get yours? Your aunt's slutty closet?" I shot back.

She glared at me,sarcastically gasping. " Excuse me? Who are you to say that?"

" And who are you to judge me?" I told her back, placing my hands over my hips.

" Why I'm Roxy Lynn Perez." she beamed as if she were the Queen of England.

" And I should care why?" I slightly laughed, receiving another glare.

" You should shut your mouth girl." she got closer to me.

" Or what?" I said. " What are you going to do about it?"

"Please, like I would want to get involved with trash like you."

Rolling my eyes, I grinned. Did this girl honestly think she was cool... ew, look at her. She has a little jean skirt on, and a red tight tanktop,with high heel sandals . What a way to show off your body.

" Oh burn, that hurt Roxy." I held my chest, and busted out a chuckle.

" Do you really think you're all that?" she asked with a smidge of attitude.

" Actually, yeah I do, because I love to dress normally, and wear no makeup." I replied. " Its a talent."

With that, I grabbed my books, and shoved my way through the door.. She squealed like a little five year old. God, what a huge girly girl.

Walking down the corridor, books in one hand, and a free hand resting on my side, I couldn't help but laugh inside. That girl is crazy, she makes me laugh so hard! You know why? Because she actually thinks she's the shit. God, I hate girls like that.. I thought I wouldn't see any girls like that once I'm on the road, another thing I'm wrong about.

--BOOM--

Great what idiot decided to knock me down on the floor this time... I saw his hand reach out, but I ignored it.

" Excuse me!" I retorted regaining my composure.

" Sorry Hayden." He laughed at me, as he picked up my math books.

I stared up, damn, I should have taken the hand.. the hand of a gorgeous man.

" Oh hey, Cody." I greeted with a smile. " How are yah?"

" I've been doing great." he said, skimming through my books. " You're working on math?"

" Yeah." I sighed. " I absoloutly hate it.. so confusing."

" Like what?" he questioned, continuing to scan the books.

" The Pathagorean thereom, I hate geometry."

" Oh, you mean A squared plus B squared equals C squared?" he said, looking up at me.

I nodded akwardly, and slightly laughed. " Yeah..."

" I love math." he stated. " If you want I could help you with it later or something."

Oh my god, Cody helping me with math! That would be incredible..fun.

" Yeah, that would be cool." I nodded with the same smile on my face.

" Trust me, I'm a math genius." he laughed, as he handed my books back. " I gotta go, a match."

" Oh alright, I'll see you later." I said, before he pulled me into a friendly hug. God, did he smell so good.

" Bye Hayden." he said before striding away..

I took a moment to myself, breathing in and out.. I got a hug... from Cody. Wow, why am I so starstrucken when I see him. Maybe because he was cute? THen again, there are other guys around here that I cute, but I don't get all bubbly inside.. with the exception of Tyler.

I held onto my books, and turned to walk down the crowded hallway.. geez its so noisy. You have your backstage managers, makeup artists, wrestlers, camera men, photographers, and much more people. It so hard to get to dad's lockeroom. Fianlly, I shoved through two bulky wrestlers scary, and barged into the lockeroom. There, John and Randy were preparing for their matches. I slammed my books on the table, grabbing their attention.

" Hey babygirl." he greeted. " finish your math homework?"

I ran a free hand through my hair. " Almost, its so hard, dad!"

" You'll get the hang of it." he said, as he tied his black sneakers. "Trust me."

I sighed deeply, scanning the room for the familiar face i see everyday.. Where is he? He was always here when the guys are warming up, this time he's not.

" Where's Ty?" I asked with a quizzical look.

Randy glanced up, scrunching his face. " Er, I think with Melina's niece. He was showing her around or something."

Nodding, I sat on the couch, thinking of that thing.. Roxy. Ugh, she made no good impression on me. " Oh."

" If you want, you can go,hang out with them." offered the Legend Killer. " He was asking about you."

" Yeah, do that, instead of sitting here all alone." my dad agreed, placing his black cap on..

" Sure.." I mumbled, getting up from the couch once more. " If I get bored, I'll be back."

" You won't." chuckled Randy. " Those two are having such a great time."

" Ok..." I barely said, shutting the door loudly, as I left the lockeroom.

I really wasn't in the mood to speak, or even be near Roxy. She was like a bug, well, she looks like one too. Ugh, and that fact that I pretty much have to hang out with her now, sickens me to death. What if I just don't hang out? Hmm.. maybe I could continue my adventures throughout this arena? Interesting... I don't even know. Yawn. Why have I been so tired lately? I skipped down the halls, listening to the unfamiliar everday conversations. They crack me up most times. For example, I was listening to a discussion between Gene Snitsky and Maria. They were talking about different types of pie, and how they bake, and about my dad. Gene thought he was hot, so did Maria. That's what made me not want to go near Gene Snitsky again. Once, my dad told me not to go near him if I wear any open toe type of shoe, or else that guy will try to lick them? I was disgusted by the warning.

" hehehe." I heard these vexing giggles coming from around the corner..I wonder what it is.

I slowly crept down the hall a bit, and made a small turn.. damn. To my own suprise, there was Tyler. I found him, with Roxy.. together.. lip on lip action.

How the hell could he do this to me? Didn't he kiss me yesterday? I thought it meant something to him, great. After, I started to develop feelings for the jerk. I should have known he was a player. I continued to watch the horrific sight, and tried to hold in those painful tears.. no one was going to make me cry anymore, especially Tyler. I couldn't believe this, it was so unexpecting. I mean, I knew they were hanging out, but I thought Ty wouldn't be attracted to a skank like her. Wrong again Hayden.

I stared down at my left wrist, and saw the bracelet glistening brightly. Behind it, were the initials, HC & TO. So pointless, it means nothing to me. I unhooked the bracelet and threw it across the floor, causing the lip lock to separate.. I hid behind the hard boxes, and heard curses come out of Tyler's mouth.

" Oh shit..." he swore, as Roxy wrapped her arms over his waist, knuzzling her head into his neck.

" What is it Ty Ty?" she sweetly asked. Gross..

He removed her grasp off of him, and picked up the bracelet he had given me. " Shit."

" Aw, you got me a bracelet, although we just met!" Roxy squealed snatching the bracelet.

How Pathetic is this little bitch?

" give it to me Roxy." he ordered. " now."

" Bu-"

He grabbed it out of her hands, unleashing her annoying screams. " Ugghhh!"

" Look, I got to go, see you soon." Tyler said, trying to escape her.

" Bye cutie." she calmed her voice, giving him a peck on the lips.. he gladly accepted.

I shook my head, running swiftly out of the scene. I couldn't have him catch me in the hallway, trust me I'd make a big scene, and embarass his ass. However,I'm a nice person, and won't do that to him.

I turned five corners, and ran into the lockeroom.. Great, no one is in here. I shut the door, and sat on the couch rationally, watching Monday Night Raw. I choked back those worthless tears, and just took deep breathes. In and out, In and out.

As I started to go back to my normal self, I concetrated on the match given on the television. It was Randy vs. Carlito.. So far, Carlito was winning Randy with his headlock. Sometimes, wrestling confuses the hell out of me. I don't understand how they can remember the moves, you know? I guess it takes a lot of passion to do what they do.. I really would wanna enter that ring, and fight Roxy. I don't know why, but jealously ran through my body, when I saw those two kiss, I hate to admit that.

All of a sudden, the lockeroom door opened, revealing the person I really didn't want to see right now. I ignored his voice, when he beg to speak with me. I just folded my arms into my chest, and watched the oh so difficult match.

" Hayden.." he said with concern in his voice. " talk to me."

No reply from me..

" Hayden!" he pleaded. " please talk to me."

I shook my head, letting a sarcastic laugh escape my lips. " What the hell do you want?"

" Why was this on the floor?" he asked me, holding up the bracelet.

I shrugged my shoulders, not even peering over to him once. " I don't know."

" I can explain..."

" Explain what?" I glanced at him. "That you are a little player?"

" Hayden its no-"

I couldn't hold it in anymore, I needed to release all the anger within in me. It was hard to keep in when someone is agitating you for over ten minutes.

" Look, you don't have to explain anything." I started. " Everything I saw was good enough... you little asshole."

" I didn't mean to." his voice trembled with concern, his eyes full of worry. What ? Am I supposed to feel sorry for him, hell no.

" Your a stupid liar, who actually began to make me feel special. Ty, do you know how much I thought you really cared for me. That kiss you gave me meant so much. You know? To be honest, you were my first kiss! I wasted my first kiss on an asshole like you. You see, I'm an idiot Tyler. You're probably wondering why? Well, I began to fall for this really adorable guy, who always flirted with me, and gave me this bracelet, where I actually thought it meant something. You know what it means? Shit to me now, because you kissed a girl who you barely know. A girl, who I hate because she thinks she's better than me. I guess you think she's better than me, because you'd rather go kiss her, instead of being with me." I explained with bitterness, and anger appearing clearly.

He sat there, lost in words. He didn't know what to say, except just stare at me with pain. I shook my head, continuing to fight back the tears which wanted to explode from my eyes. This was far to much in one day. So much has happened over these days, its so hard to handle. I hate being a teenager its so complicated.

" I'm sorry Hayden." he apologized.. trying to make things better. please..

" Whatever." I got up from my seat, and opened the door from the lockeroom. There, standing in the doorway was my father. He took me into a hug, and started to speak.

" Its okay.." he simply stated.

" I know, I'm strong dad." I looked up at him. " Don't worry."

" I know you are." he said. " As for that boy, he doesn't know what he lost."

I nodded my head, with a chuckle leaving my lips. Tyler continued to flood through my mind, more than ever.

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okay, another chapter down[: woo.

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hugs and kisses, michelle.