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Obviously Kelly Blank wasnt the typical 'wrestler'... Not by a land slide, sure the girls there were beautiful and looked after themselves but Kelly was different. Never did she have a bad hair day or look unattractive, usually these characteristic's where expected of Maryse but when the girl got her hands on a bottle of cider, she was pratically saying au revoir to her 'good looks' the next day!
It was needless to say Phil Brookes was possibly the most luckest man in the school. No-one, not even Phil thought that someone so 'perfect' as Kelly would ever go for someone so... punk like but for many of the heart broken souls, it was true and Phil didnt let anyone forget it.
Walking around the hallways with his 'girl' wrapped up around his arm the largest smirk slapped his face every time someone looked at them and Kelly being Kelly just smiled and kept herself comfterbly intwinded with her boyfriend until they reached his dorm room, where they were acompanied by his room mate- Christian.
It wasnt a secreat to anyone about the past of Christian and Kelly- The way they where permantly attached to one and other, the way they were so perfect, the fact that they even took one and other's virginity, I guess you could say they will always have a 'special bond'.
Although both had moved on, Kelly wouldent be affraid to tell you she still loved Christian more than... well than anything in the world! Christian... well that was different, the man would hid behind a bag of chips before he admitted he loved- anyone!
"Where's redhead?"
Refuring to his room mates girlfriend, Phil undressed himself from his girlfriend and found himself laying comfterbly on his bed whilest the blonde stood hidded, chewing her lip and playing with her elbows.
"Erm... studying in the libary... I think."
Usually the room was filled with conversation- Phil would be talking to Christian and Kelly would be wrapped up with Maria, giggling and chatting away but today, it was filled with awkward slience.
"Ok then; Im gonna go take a shower! I wont be long!"
Getting from the comfert of his bed, Phil past his girlfriend with a kiss and left the room.
The delicate blonde just kept quite before she heard a small chuckle coming from Christian.
"Whats so funny!"
"Oh nothing... well, something!"
"What!"
"Why him... out of all the guys you could possibly get, You go for the greasy punk ass loser!"
"He's kind, sweet and he cares about me and he's not a loser!"
Exiting her comfert zone, her pretty little face emurged into the setting but staying as close as possible to the door as she could.
"Oh please, Kell!"
After lacing his boots, the young Canadian picked up his coat and walked towards the blond and sniggered.
"We all know, your only with him so you can see me every day. As soon as you found out he was rooming with me, a little light bulb lit up above your pretty little head. Your not over me... face it. It wont be long until your clothes are once again on my floor."
Before he could even take a breath he was on the reciving end of one of Kelly's devistating slaps. Breathing heavily Kelly just flipped her hair and ran out of the room a small tear ran down her fondationed face
As a new day cracked apon Calafornia, the students where already up and ready to train, it was the same every year; No one complained and everyone was either training at the crack of dawn or revising for there big test! This year, pretty much everything was still the same- apart from one student. Randal Keith Orton. Last year he was a whole different person, first to lesson, last out; He was possibly the most dedicated student in the whole school, which was why Mickie fell for him so bad... he was perfect. This year... he changed! As soon as his dad went back on the road again the young Orton snapped, he went on a total different path!
That morning, whilest all the other student where in class or training... Randy was still attempting to wake up from his hangover. As his squint eyes glared across the room at the empty beer bottles, exotic adult magazines his eyes stopped dead in there tracks when he saw the smashed up picture of himself and Mickie, thrown carelessly on the floor. A loud roar passed his lips as he saw it along with his adopted scowl. Running his hand over his face he threw himself back into his bed.
She was the reason you couldnt spend time with your father as much as you wanted! but you carnt fully blame her, you spent the whole 2 weeks obsessing over her when she was on holiday when you could have been training with your dad! Remember though, she did make you feel guilty when you didnt show up to her brother party... but you didnt have to brake her nose!
As the voice ran through his head, he got more and more fustrated. Climbing out of bed he looked for somthing, anything to take his mind of things... but at that moment, there was a knock at the door. His dark, devil eyes snapped at the clock 2:45 It was end of 4th period. Slowly making his way to the door, his cautiously opened it and snarled at whom was there.
"Hey, are you ok... You didnt turn up for class and I got worrie.."
before she could even finish her sentence she was pratically thrown into the room.
"Why dont you just leave me alone Mickie? If I wanted to see you, I would have called!"
Leaving the door wide open, unknowingly he stalked Mickie into the end of his bed. The worry in her eyes was enough for him to thrive. Violently wrapping his strong, large hands around her small, weak neck he picked her up and pinned her to the wall next to them, pressing down on her wind pipe.
"bad timing"
Was the only words he said to her as she struggled to breath, it was pointless her fighting back anymore; it only made him stronger.
Her sudden thoughts where cut off by a familiar voice.
"Get the hell off her"
Before she could figure out who it was, Her boyfriend was laying on the ground with another ontop of him pounding his fists into his face. A loud cry escaped Mickie's vocals as she attemped to pull the two away from one and other only to be taken away by who her 'knight in shining armor' was.
"JOHN?"
Her shouting his name was a big enough distraction for the Boston native to stop what he was doing, but before he could reply- Randy got his own back and speared him to the ground, replaying him with punches of his own. Mickie wasnt prepared to just sit back and watch it happen. Attempting to pull Randal away from John a large elbow collided with her face, simply knocking her out.
"Randal Keith Orton!"
saw everything; well him elbowing Mickie in the face. The young Orton stopped and backed away from the two as John crawled to the native american and attempted to help her.
"My office... Now!"
"When I get back, you better watch your back!"
Did you all enjoy it? I thought I would introduce some drama into this.
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Next Chapter: We find out who Ted was talking to & a little bit more of an introduction to Maria!
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