A/N: Hey ya!
Thanks a MILLION for the sweet reviews. Wow, I got 13 of them for just one chapter, you guys rock and I guess this fic does as well judging by the number of feedback I got. I'm obviously going to continue this story so heres the second chapter. I tried really hard on making it high schoolist as possible. I graduated last year and will write about the things I've experienced in the hallways, in the classroom, at lunch, bathrooms, locker rooms, you name it. I will do that just to make it realistic and write about what high school is really like. It was the best years of my life and I was sad to see it go.
The normal high school drama will steam up once this story really gets going. I'm so excited that the excitement is killing me.
I apoloigize for the length of this chapter if its too long. Writing long chapters has always been my style so every update will be about this length. I will be dumping heavy loads with every update so stay tuned for that.
In the meantime, heres chapter 2. Please read and review.
kisses, hugz, and jorrie luv
-Torrie Fan
Chapter 2:
John was very thankful that the first period trady bell took forever to ring. Randy for some reason convinced him to drop him off at his first period Calucus class. The class was located at the other side of the building opposite of where his first period was. He was going to beat the Orton kid to pieces if he was to be late on the first day back.
He speed walked through the almost empty halls as he hears lockers shut. Quickening his pace he tries to reach his destination but when he turned to a corner he ran into a herd of Junior girls who walked the halls at a speed of .05 miles per hour. "Move it!" He screams at them tearing right through their group causing one of the blondes to fall on her ass. If he wasn't running late to class he would of been nice to help her up but things weren't that way and he ignored it acting like he didn't knock anyone down.
"Cena, you asshole!" Lauren Jones had yelled after him as her pose helped her to her feet.
"Yeah, just keep walking Cena! Don't even say sorry or anything!" Michelle McCool snaps as she helps Lauren dust the dirt off her skirt.
"Idiot!" Joy Giovannoni yells.
"Dumbass!" Amy Webber added.
John was already far down the hall to hear any of the stuff coming out of their mouths. He continued to walk and finally reached his desired destination. He looked up at the clock above the classroom door and saw that the trady bell was going to ring in a minute. He took a breath of relief, damn he made it on time. The Orton kid wasn't going to get a beating.
American Government was his first period. It was a required course for Seniors only in order to complete their history credits. Classes like these were his least favorites. They were boring, dull, full of lecturing, and note taking. It was a waste of good paper, ink on his pen, and the led on his pencil. History was pointless. This year's class was sure to be the opposite of boring. Why? His teacher, Teddy Long. Mr.Long was said to be the coolest teacher in West Newbury High. Since freshman year John had heard many things about Long from former Seniors. They said that he favored the right students, was fair to everyone, didn't give out homework, and talks in slang, a language John knew and spoke very well.
He reached the classroom but before he can step a foot inside someone from behind him bumped their way through him causing him to lose his balance. John tripped into the classroom but didn't hit the floor. Thankfully a desk on the side was there and he held on it preventing himself from hitting the ground.
"Loser." Brock Lenser says as he passes by John coldly with his girlfriend Sable in his arms. She amusingly giggles and John held himself back from launching at the meat head. He watches as the couple sat down side by side at a table in the far right of the classroom.
"Hey John! Over here!" Someone in the room called at him.
He took his eyes off Lenser and looked around the class. Jeff Hardy was waving at him from the back of the classroom. He was with both Amy and Matt who sat close to one another and was in a deep conversation about something.
Uh, friends. People he actually got along with. John moved to the back and sat in the empty desk next to Jeff.
"So Lenser is starting again?" He asked as he faces John moving his body to the right.
"You saw that?" John asked back.
"Who didn't? You almost fell on your face if it wasn't for that desk. He's a loser John, don't let him get to you."
Amy unwraps Matt's arms from her shoulder and sits down on top of John's desk looking at him. "Speaking of losers, don't you agree that there are a lot in this class?"
John looks around at the other students he'll be stuck with for a whole school year. Scanning through, he could not agree anymore with Amy. There was no other student body in the class room that he liked. The football jocks Masters and Jericho were seated at a table with Trish and Candice. Trish was on Jericho's lap playing his hair as Candice pulled her seat closer to Masters trying to comfort him.
"Slut." Amy hissed to John. "Masters just broke up with Torrie and shes all over him. What kind of friend is that?"
John nods in reply remembering what Melina and her boys discussed earlier in the halls. Chris Masters was the luckiest guy on campus when he had the most wanted chick in school around his arms. Every guy envied him for that, even John.
"I can't believe shes still going for guys after what she did to Carlito." Amy continued.
"Carlito?" Asked John dumbfounded.
"It was last school year, didn't you hear? Candice wasn't suppose to pass Junior year so she got Carlito to do all her homework and give her the answers on the exams."
"She used him for that?"
Amy nods. "Yep, she had him thinking that they were dating when it was all an act just to get him to help her. Carlito was so crushed! I can just beat Candice for that."
Carlito was part of a group with the smartest boys in school. His best friends were Charlie Hass and Shelton Benerigum. The three spent most of their lunch period in the library working on some computer projects. They weren't in Stacy's league in the brains department but still were in the running.
"Who cares if Candice is trying to get with Masters? They're right for one another. Unlike Torrie, Candice is actually going to give him some." Jeff says to Amy.
John laughs as Amy replied. "From what we heard from Melina, Masters broke up with Torrie because she didn't want to have sex with him. How lame is that?" She informed John.
"He can get some off Candice for sure. That chick will do anyone." Matt says winking at both Jeff and John.
"Well shame Torrie isn't giving Masters any lately." John says as he leans back on his seat making himself comfortable.
"Torrie never gave Chris any. Shes a virgin." Amy informed as Matt and Jeff laughed. "Whats so funny?"
"Torrie a virgin is like calling Trish one." Jeff said.
Amy rolls her eyes. "Yeah well unlike Trash, I mean Trish, Torrie respects herself and isn't going to throw herself at a random guy. Shes waiting for the right guy and I respect that."
Matt shakes his head. "Thats not true Ames. Torrie will actually have sex with anyone if it wasn't for the promise ring her dad gave her."
Torrie's father Al Wilson was a preacher and had her swore that she wasn't to be deflowered by any man until marriage. Torrie was his only daughter and he was very overprotective of her. "Shes not a slut Matt."
"I didn't say she was a slut."
John watches at the couple bicker about something not important. "So Masters broke up with her because she was virginal?" John asked Jeff.
He nods. "Yeah, well Melina says so."
"How the fuck does Melina know all this shit?" John questions wondering where the hell Melina gets all this information.
"C'mon John. Melina is like the top reporter for the school paper, she knows everything." Jeff states the obvious. Melina had to be the nosiest person in the school. She spends her lunch hours with her boys Nitro and Mercury and the three donate their time to listen to others's conversation. Gossip was caused by those three and rumor spreads. John remembers last school year when they printed out an article on the paper that Sable had been sleeping with Principal Mcmahon. Mr.Mcmahon banned them from writing on the paper but due to the lack of people working on the school paper he gave the three their positions back this school year just as long as they didn't put anyone's personal business in writing.
"Wait a minute, I heard Melina talking bout writing bout the Masters and Wilson breakup for the paper. Isn't that personal business? She can get banned again." John states.
Jeff shakes his head. "Mcmahon doesn't care just as long as its not about him or his family. If Melina prints that story out Torrie is gonna flip and Mcmahon is gonna do nothing but put more gasoline in the fire."
John sighs. "Whatever thats their problem. I'm just freakin' happy Melina hasn't got shit on me yet."
The trady bell rang and everyone took their seats. The room became silent as the door opened. The shortest man in the school faculty walked in. It was Mr.Long. He wore black rimmed glasses, black leather shoes and a suit that was bigger than he was. He walked to the front of the class where his desk was located and set his suitcase down. He then sat on top of the desk so he was able to see them.
"Well da summer iz over and itz time to get diz school year crackin. I can see y'all got new books, new folders, new shoes, some haircuts, and you also have a new teacher! I'm Mr.Long and I will be your American Government teacher dis school year playas. It is going to be a fun year of learning about our Government system here in the U.S. We will have debates, law discussions, presidential lecturing, and more. Now I must take attendance so holla if I call yo name."
Everyone was still quiet as Mr.Long took a sheet of paper out of his suitcase. He grabbed a pencil out of the pencil jar on his desk coughs and starts. "Candice Michelle Beckham."
"Here." She replies.
Teddy looks up and spots her. "Well hello there Miss.Beckham welcome to class. May I ask if you have any talents?"
She nodded excitedly. "Why yes Mr.Long."
"Well do you mind showing the class?"
"No problem." She smiles as she gets off her seat. "I can do this." She says as she starts twirling around. Amy rolls her eyes in disgust as she bobs Jeff upside the head for whistling at Candice.
Teddy nods. "Ok, that was some talent." He takes his eyes off Candice and continued on the roll sheet. "John Cena." He looks up at the class.
John raises his hand. "Yo Mr. Long. Whats happenin'?"
Teddy grins. "Oh nothin', nothin' playa. Hows you?"
"All good in the hood, I'm happy to here with you T.Low."
The class laughs with the new nickname John gave Mr.Long. Teddy just looks back at the sheet and calls out another student. "Amy Dumas?"
"Here." She says raising her hand.
"Welcome to class Miss. Dumas. May I ask what your interests are babygirl?"
"Well, Mr.Long I run a club this school year called Adore. Its care for animals club you see."
Teddy nods. "So your an animal girl huh?"
"You bet ya."
"Jeff and Matt Hardy?" Teddy calls out getting back to attendance.
"Here." They both said.
"You playas are twins?" He asked looking at the two brothers at the back noticing their same face features.
They both nodded. "Crackalackin." Teddy says. "Brock Lenser."
Brock raises his hand. "Here. Um, Mr. Long I have a question."
"What is it playa?"
"I'm confused about something. I know your kinda of like a history teacher so was there ever a war with the West and East? Was that the Civil War?"
Teddy shakes his head. "No, the Civil War was between the North and South. The East and the West had no war."
"Yeah but what about Tupac and Biggie? That was war between the East and the West."
Oh my fuckin gawd. John thought feeling that this was going to go on for the whole class period. "Tupac and Biggie are not in the history books playa. Thats a whole other thing your thinking bout."
Randy sat there holding his rolled up fist in anger. It has been twenty minutes since Mr. Patrick had given the class their homework. He had half a class period to work on it but the simple review math problems printed on the paper was in the least of his interest. His blue eyes was icy on the spot and his focus was on something else.
Everything was going fine at first. Stacy and him had first period together and he couldn't be any happier. They were going to work on the review worksheet together when the bastard stepped in and took her from right under his nose. Randy had just gotten up to sharpen his pencil when Stacy wasn't where he left her. She was now sitting close next to Andrew Test in the front of the classroom.
The bastard supposably didn't understand how to do the problems and asked Stacy for help. How can you not understand the problems? They were simple two step solve for x equations review from last year's Algebra class. But Andrew wasn't fooling anyone, not fooling Randy at least. He knew that since last school year Test was crushing on Stacy and the I don't understand this help me act was his way of making a move on Stacy. His Stacy.
Randy continued to stare at the pair in anger, with bad blood rushing through his veins. He never was a jealous person but when it comes to some guy other than John having a conversation with Stacy even if it was innocent he'd lose it. He couldn't stand the feeling that gets him thinking that they made their move on Stacy before he did. Randy couldn't take it anymore and calls out to Stacy, for the third time.
"Hey Stacy, can you come here for a second? I don't understand number ten." He says pulling the same act Test was.
"In a minute Randy!" She hissed back annoyingly not looking him in the eyes. This was the third time he called for her in two minutes and she was starting to get irritated. She had her back turned to him and all Randy can see was Test's hand resting on the back of her shoulder.
"Uh what Stace?" Randy whines. "You said that like ten minutes ago, c'mon!"
"It wasn't ten minutes ago Randy! Your calling for me every twenty seconds and its bugging me!" She snaps this time turning around to face him.
"Well thats because I need your help Stace." Randy says.
Stacy places her hand on her hips. "Just wait. Andrew needs my help as well. I'll help you when I'm done helping him." She states as she turns back around to Test.
"But Stacy I really-"
"Hold your panties Orton can you see shes helping me?" Test says over Stacy's head looking straight at Randy who was sitting a couple of tables away. "Why don't you get that five hundred dollar graphing calculator daddy bought you and push some buttons and leave Stace and I alone."
"Oh yeah? Why don't you drop out of this class since you can't even do simple math problems!" Randy spits back and it seemed to anger Test.
But before Test can say anything back Stacy jumps in and turns on Randy. "If I'm not mistaken Randy you were asking for my help too because you said you didn't understand. Why don't you drop out of the class as well?" She says angrily having enough of Randy. He's been bothering her every second and she was getting sick of it.
That was it. Randy was about to jump out of his seat and pull Stacy back with him until two strong hands land on his shoulder preventing him to get up. He looks around at his surroundings and sees that three guys were circling him blocking his clear view of Stacy and Test.
The guy on his right was Ric Flair, a much older senior whose been held back over ten times and didn't bother in just dropping out of school. The huge hands planted on his shoulder belonged to no other than the most feared guy in the hallways The Animal, Dave Batista. Everytime his guy would walk through the halls the place would clear. People would hide in their lockers or run to the nearest open class room just to get out his way. But he was no scarier than the guy standing over in front of Randy.
"Well look who we have here boys. Its the Orton Kid." Hunter Hemesly says staring down at Randy who was still nailed down on the chair by Dave's strong grip.
"What do you want?" Randy asked.
Hunter turns his head around for a second then looked back at Randy. "You got your eyes on Keibler?" He asked pointing at Stacy who was now sitting very close to Test. Both their heads were leaning down on the assignment, their lips a few inches apart.
"I missed the part where that concerns you." Randy says.
Hunter looks at both Ric and Dave and grins. "I'm doing an opening Orton."
"Opening? Opening of what?"
"An Evolution opening." He informs.
"Alright listen up ladies!" Paul Hayman, the Weights coach, blew his whistle in the gym.
"Ladies?" John heard Carlito mumble under his breath as he looks around the class looking confused as ever since there was no females in sight. "Ladies?" He says again.
"He was talkin' to us dawg." John says to Carlito.
"Oh." He replied getting it.
"Alright enough of the side conversations!" Hayman yells as he scans through the male students sitting on the bleachers. He coughs and continues. "Welcome to Weights. If this is your first time taking his course than I'm Coach Hayman and I will be your Weights coach this year. If you taken this class before than you know the everyday routine and what goes down in this hell. The goal is this class is to sweat and to work out every inch of your flesh until it gives out! This isn't your ordinary PE class, this is Weights. It is a class for men, not boys. So if you can't take heavy workouts than I suggest you signup with your counselor and drop this course. I don't put up with pussy boys or bitching girls. Any questions?"
No one raised their hands. John looked around and saw that no one new was in the class. Every male body in the gym had taken the class before and knew Hayman's way of teaching. John never liked Hayman but being in his class for all four school years he was used to the fucker. Hayman was as tough as any coach comes. He walks around teasing and taunting his students just to drive them in doing more work. "We will start dressing out on Wenesday so be sure to bring your attire. I will not accept any non suits, so be sure to dress out fully. Crystal?"
"Clear." Everyone says including John.
"CRYSTAL!" Hayman yelled louder.
"CLEAR!" They all shouted at the top of their lungs.
"CRYST-" Hayman suddenly stops due to the sudden whistles and catcalls that came from half his class.
John looks around to see what was going on when his eyes landed on Torrie Wilson. She was in a simple pink top, with a white mini skirt and matching sparkling pink heels. She sported a few tiny butterfly clips on her curled blonde hair and white Louis Vuitton bag with a couple of binders and textbooks on her arms. Yep, that most certainly explained the catcalls and whistles.
Torrie approached Hayman and handed him her schedule which he grabbed from her before she can completely slip it out of her binder. "I'm sorry I'm late Coach." She says innocently.
Hayman read her schedule and looked at her in disbelief. "Your in this class Ms. Wilson?"
She nods. "Yes."
Hayman looked at her up and down and studied her profile. "No offense or anything but have you thought about taking Women's Weights instead?" He asked.
"I took that class last year and wanted to try the regular Weights course. This class." She says standing her ground.
"Hmm, tell me Ms. Wilson what makes you think you can survive in this class when you can't even make it here on time?" He asked nailing her deeper as the atmosphere grew tense. Hayman was known not to take any girls in his class because he believed in male power and was sure a female can't do what a guy can.
"Don't kick her out of the class! Shes hot!" A Junior Mark Jindrad called from the top of the bleachers breaking the uncomfortable silence as laughs exploded.
Hayman took one last look at Torrie before handing her back her schedule. "Lets hope you can make it through Ms.Wilson." He says as she takes the schedule from his hold.
"Thanks." She says as she walks towards the bleachers of men.
Every eye in the class was on her. Of course they were, who expected to see a girl like Torrie in a Weights class? A class thats designed for men only. John's eyes never left Torrie as she took a seat at the first row of the bleachers with her back facing him. Brave girl. He thought to himself never expecting a girl like her to sign up for these types of courses.
"Slut." Masters coughs from three rows behind John causing everyone to take their eyes off Torrie and place it on him. It was pretty obvious who Masters threw the name too and they stared daggers at him. Within an hour every student body in the school had found out about the Masters and Wilson breakup. It was the latest talk and made everyone want to hear more about it.
Masters ignored the stares half the guys were giving him and pretended like nothing nasty came out of his mouth. Hayman was too busy talking to the PE teacher at the other side of the gym to hear anything. This time Masters was talking to Jericho and Copeland but due to the silence in the area he spoke loudly so the whole class mainly Torrie can hear.
"Yeah, I mean can you believe it? Turning down sex with the hottest guy in the school? Stupid whore was probably getting some from someone else." He starts.
Jericho chokes. "You the hottest bloke here? Puh-lease, I'm a sexy beast!"
John took his eyes off the two friends and rolls his eyes. He didn't want to hear this shit. Everyone was aware that Masters and Wilson were over and he didn't need to rub it in some more. John looked at Torrie from the back of the head and saw that she was ignoring this. She was now digging in her bag as if she wasn't hearing the flapping gums of her ex boyfriend's mouth.
"Well at least Trish is giving you some Jericho." Masters continued.
"Oh yeah!" Jericho says excitedly as John grew sick of hearing this. He didn't want to hear whether Jericho was getting some or not. The whole class was quiet and listening, half of them hoping Jericho would give details on how Trish was in bed. To John's relief he didn't because Masters quickly changed the subject back to him and Torrie.
"She was a fuckin' tease. I mean for weeks she gave me hints that she was ready to have sex but then completely turned me down. Shes hot one minute and cold the next."
"Yeah I feel ya Masters. I hate chicks like that but wasn't she a virgin?"
"Well she certainly doesn't dress like one." He laughs.
John had enough. Lenser with his East and West war confusion that went on through the whole class period during first was enough to drive him up the wall. He wasn't about to sit here and hear another round of crap in this class. "Ey Masters! Shut the fuck up dawg!" He taking his eyes off Torrie and turned his body around to face Masters.
"Hey!" Masters called back. "Why don't you mind your own business Cena?"
Everyone in the class darted their eyes on John and Chris. They knew John wasn't the type of person to back down easily so this was going to be good. "Well gee dawg, I'am minding my business but its hard not since you obviously want the whole class to hear you bitch bout yo ex-girl."
"I ain't bitching about that whore!"
"Aight then man, shut your damn piehole. We all know you dumped her and you don't need to rub it in any further. Its not our fault she wasn't giving you any. Damn!" John says as he takes his eyes off Masters and turns back around meeting Carlito's grinning face. He seemed to be enjoying this.
"Yeah it was because she was fuckin' someone. You know who the slut was screwin' Cena?"
John laughs playfully. "Whatever you say man. Maybe she wasn't giving you any because your masterlock was a bit too small for her taste."
The whole class explodes in laugher again including Jericho and Copeland. Masters threw them a look and they shutted up. John puts a cockily smile on his face feeling proud of himself, its been awhile since he's made a class laugh and he could of swore he heard Torrie giggle.
Everyone grabbed all their belongings and setted down the bleachers when the bell rang. John placed his backpack low over one shoulder as he took one last look at Masters who gave him a nasty look. "Lets go John." Carlito says pulling John by the arm as they headed down the steps, John's eyes were still on Masters, the two was having a quiet a stare down and it informed John that this wasn't over.
As soon as Carlito and him left the gym they met Randy as he was passing by the gym doors. Randy kinda looked ticked off and brushed against both John and Carlito ignoring them when they greeted. "That wasn't cool!" Carlito says. Just then he spots his friends Charlie and Shelton. He gave John a nod and departed.
John looked at Randy as the two walk to the other side of the building to John's locker. It was lunchtime so the halls were as crowded as ever. It took them over five minutes just to reach the other side of the school. Randy was quiet throughout the whole walk making John grow curious in what was wrong with him.
"You ok dawg?" He asked as he opened his locker and placed his backpack inside.
"Fine." Randy replies quickly not giving him more than that.
Knowing Randy better than anyone else in the world John knew he wasn't fine. He can smell a lie when he hears one. "Let me guess, something happened with Stacy?"
Randy sighs. "No, its just Test pissed me off at first period today."
"Exactly, because of Stacy."
"Well no not really but...yeah OK it was because of STACY!" Randy says as he runs his fingers through his spiked hair and leans against the locker next to John's being confused.
John had promised himself to stay away from the Randy and Stacy situation. He didn't want to involve himself in it but somehow he knew they were both going to manage to put him in the mess. He was both their best friend afterall and the last thing he wanted was to be stuck in the middle being friends with them both while they're in a fight. He decides to change the subject not being interested in what happened between his friends. He was sure to hear it somehow later anyway. "You have T. Low for government?" He asked Randy although he didn't care about the question itself.
"Is that Long? Yeah, I have him at the end of the day." Randy answered.
"He's cool." John says
"What do we do in the class?"
"Our class didn't do shit. T.Low was explaining the Civil War to Lenser all period." He says as he shuts his locker and the two head out the halls. "Where you wanna go for lunch?"
Being Seniors gave them the piviliage to have off campus lunches. It was probably the best thing about being a top dawg in the school. No more school cafeteria food that they ate for three school years. Randy shrugs. "Dunno, but I don't want to be in the courtyard. Jericho and his band is playing there remember what Torrie said earlier?"
John nods. "Yeah, I remember."
"Cena." A familiar voice calls from behind him. They both turn around and saw the unpleasant sight of Kurt Angle.
Angle was in a wheelchair and was being rolled towards them by the biggest trouble maker in the school. Luther Reigns. If anyone here was most likely to be exspelled it would be him. The guy bullied and beated up people for no reason at all. Seeing him with a perfect straight A student like Angle was very odd. "What in the hell?" Randy whispers to him.
"Cena." Angle says again looking up at John from his wheelchair.
"Angle." John says looking down at him.
"Orton." Kurt says looking at Randy as Randy waved. "So did Guerrero tell you?" He asked.
"Uh yeah he did." Answered John.
"Well? What do you think? Can you play for me this year?" Angle asked although it sounded more like a demand to say yes. But John wasn't going to yes that easily. There was something fishy about this. He didn't understand why Angle would pick him over the other guys. Shelton played for the team last year as well as Charlie. They were both trained by Angle and John didn't know why he didn't pick them.
"Just a second Kurt, why me?"
"Excuse me?"
"Why do you want me to play for you this year? I mean theres better guys out there." John points out.
Kurt sighs deeply. "I seen you play Cena and you play really well. Thats why I'm not doing tryouts for my replacement because I've found him. I mean no offense or anything Orton but I picked John over you because I thought you wouldn't wanna put your good looks on the line." Kurt says looking at Randy who blushed like a girl. He always loved it when people told him how good looking he was. "Don't you want to be part of the team?" Angle asked looking back at John.
"I don't play well with others." He stated.
"It doesn't matter. Your playing for me not the team. Who cares about the other players? I don't care if you like them or not. You play for me and thats all you have to do. Don't you want to be noticed for once Cena? Be in the school's history for something great? I mean c'mon we all know you haven't done anything for the school since Freshman year."
Kurt was basically repeating what Stacy said to him earlier. Do it John, take the offer. They were saying. Although he already came to a decision this morning after talking with Stacy. He was going to take it. "Fine." He answers.
Angle smiles. "You sure?"
"I'm sure."
"Practice starts tomorrow after school, the first game is on Friday. Theres a meeting tomorrow at lunch in the locker room so don't be late. I'll give you my gear tomorrow during the meeting. Got it?"
John nods. "Yeah."
Angle smiles again. "Don't disappoint me Cena. I'm counting on you. To the courtyard Luther!" He lastly says as Luther wheeled him into the exit to the courtyard.
"So its official." Randy says. "Your on the team! As quarterback!" He says excitedly. "Oh man am I gonna show up at every game this season."
He shakes his head in reply. "Don't bother."
Randy sighs. "Dude, you won't be that bad. I agree with Angle, I've seen you play John and your better than half the guys on the team."
John rolls his eyes. "Well of course your going to say that. Your my best friend, stop kissing my rear end Orton. Its sickening me."
He laughs. "And you know its true! You know your great at football."
John just continuously shook his head as they walked down the halls. Randy didn't know anything about football or any other sport other than golf, fishing, or tennis. He was a real daddy's boy indeed. "Have you thought about joining the golf team this year?" John teases. "Or what about the chess club?"
Randy throws an evil look at John. "Shut up."
"FIGHT IN THE WEST HALL!" Ken Kennedy yelled from behind both John and Randy making them jump as their ears ringed.
Before the information can register with them a flock of students that were walking in front of them suddenly drop all of their belongings, turned their bodies around, and ran towards were Ken Kennedy was speeding. The herd of students got bigger and they were being pushed, punched, and bumped into. A fight. John thought as soon as the information scanned through his mind. A fight on the first day back. Crackin. "C'mon Orton!" John says as he joined in the running and rushed to the West Hall.
Randy brushes himself off, dusting the dirt that got on his button shirt when he was bumped into. He looks up and to see that John was no longer in sight as more students pile into the West Hall. He rolls his eyes in annoyance. Seriously, people acted like they haven't seen a fight before. "John! Wait!" He yells out as he too rushed into the hall to find John.
The West Hall was crowded as ever when John reached it. The students inside was chanting "Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" informing him that it hasn't officially started. Good, he was here on time. Luckily half the students in there had been sophomores so he easily pushed his way to the front of the circle to see who was fighting. When he got to the front he found himself standing in between Carlito and Shelton. They were both standing still looking straight ahead at the two ladies in the center. "Just hit her sucka!" John heard Booker T yell from the other side of the crowd.
Melina and Torrie were standing face to face in the middle of the circle arguing with Nitro and Mercury close behind Melina and Torrie's gang on her side. "Whats going on?" John asked Shelton.
Shelton keeps his eyes on the two girls. "Well it started a couple of seconds ago, nothing had happened yet. Basically, Trish had Melina in her computer class fourth period and caught Melina typing up a story about Torrie for the school paper. You know Trish and what a sneak she is. She told Torrie and caused this." Shelton informs without taking his eyes off the girls.
"Man they better start hitting each other before Mcmahon gets here and it won't be cool!" Carlito says from John's other side.
Just then Randy cuts in between John and Carlito. "Whats going on?" He says breathlessly.
But before either one of them can fill Randy in, it happened. Torrie had just slapped Melina across the face, hard. So hard that the click echoed through the halls. With that the two girls were at each other's throats. Pulling hair, slapping each other, strangling, and soon did a roll on the ground. Mercury and Nitro looked at each other deciding what to do as Trish, Candice, and Maria cheer for Torrie who looked like she was winning. Nitro and Mercury gave a nod to one another and walked to the fighting girls and separated them. Mercury grabbed Melina's claws off Torrie as Nitro tossed the blonde to the side causing Torrie to fall against a locker.
"Hey! That wasn't cool!" Carlito yells through the noise as the crowd booed Nitro and Mercury for stopping the fight.
"What in the hell is going on in here!" Mr.Mcmahon's voice rang through the hall. Everyone went quiet and even some ran out the side doors thinking that they would be in trouble for watching a fight. Half the hall cleared as Mr.Mcmahon made his way to the front as Trish, Candice, and Maria helped Torrie up.
"She attacked me first Mr.Mcmahon!" Melina screams with tears in her eyes as she cups her right cheek where Torrie's first blow hit.
Trish smirks and replies for Torrie who was too pissed off to say anything back to Melina's words. "Well maybe if you sticked your nose out of other people's business and didn't type that little article of yours this would of never happened." She says as she taps Torrie on the shoulder who looked murderous.
"Oh keep your legs closed slut before we write about you!" Melina fires back not caring if her comeback to Trish was bad. She wasn't in a mood to stand here and think of something better to say. She was spitting out words that came to mind first.
"Write about me and I'll shred you whore." Trish threats burning a hole in Melina's face.
"Alright!" Vince roars between the ladies. "Thats enough, Melina and Torrie in my office now!" He demands as he storms out of the West Hall wanting Torrie and Melina to follow along.
Melina stomps her boot on the ground as Trish places both of her hands on Torrie's shoulder offering some words of comfort before Torrie departs to the office. "Don't cry sweetie. At least we caught her before she can publish it to the paper, you have nothing to worry about Tor." Trish says softy as Randy rolls his eyes at her remark. The four boys were still there watching the outcomes hoping the two girls would get on each other again.
Torrie's cheeks go red and she began to cry slowly. "I-I just hope Mr.Macmahon doesn't suspend or exspell me Trish!"
Trish sighs. "Tor if Macmahon knows whats good for the school he'll exspell that trash Melina and will not punish you. Your a major asset to the school and this place would go to the dogs if your gone."
"But I hit her first Trish, I'm going to be the one in trouble."
"Torrie, listen to me sweetie. Your the head cheerleader and Vince will not suspend or exspell you. He knows your too good for that and plus if he does Candice will make damn sure he changes his mind." Trish states as Candice grins evilly with Trish. Maria just stood there looking at her three friends beingconfused as ever. Her green eyes jump from Torrie, to Trish, to Candice, trying to understand what Trish wastalking about.
"Whatever." Randy whispers to John. "You know Trish wouldn't do anything if Torrie gets exspelled. Thats what she wants so she can take over the school because she can't do it when Tor is around."
John ignores the Orton kid and just watches as the ladies hug each other. "Actually I don't care if Mcmahon suspends me because I'm not sorry for what I did to Melina." Torrie manages to say as she wipes her tears. She then walks pass John, Randy, Carlito, and Shelton ignoring their eyes as if they weren't there. She follows after Vince who was already ahead.
John thought he heard Melina mutter, "Oh you will be sorry." as she brushed off to the office.
I'll get chapter 3 up asap. Please review, thanks.