A/N: Hey sorry for the delay. Its been over a month since I updated so heres the next chapter. Its pretty damn long but its all good. I decided to write a long one since I haven't updated in awhile. Thanks for the sweet reviews for the last chapters, you guys rock! Sorry for any mistakes, I didn't do a second read to correct errors. I'm very tired. Anywho please read/review. Thanks.
Chapter 3:
"Cena...Cena? Is there something wrong?" Kurt Angle asked the very next day during lunch shorty after the football meeting. Since leaving the locker rooms John hadn't said a word or had questions for the former quarterback. Luther wheeled Kurt Angle along side John who looked like he was in some kind of a trance. Kurt keeps his green eyes on John who held his football jersey in a fist. "Look you'll get your gear next week but for now you gotta wear mine."
John looks down at the material to spot the letter A that was printed in white at the back of the jersey. Does he really want to go around wearing the jersey with Angle noted on the back? "Do I have to wear it?" He asked finally getting a word out since leaving the boys locker room.
Angle shakes his head. "No, not all time. You only wear the jersey when its a game day. Its tradition."
"And the first game is on Friday right?" John questions even though he already knew. Gawd Johnaton Coachman who was the head coach of the team mentioned it enough times at the meeting a few minutes ago. He just wanted to make sure he heard right.
"Yes, the first game is on Friday against the McQueen Panthers so be sure to wear that jersey. Coach will have your head if you don't wear it. Even worse I'll have your head." Kurt says slowly making sure that his message gotten through Cena.
John chuckles and quietly mutters. "Whatever."
"I'm serious Cena." Kurt starts as soon as he heard John's last remark. "I take this very seriously. You gotta wear the jersey on Friday from the beginning of school to the end of the game. Got it?"
He rolls his eyes before taking a sigh. "Yeah, yeah, Kurt I know its tradition even though its not a granteed win if you wear it all day."
"Its not about winning. Its school spirit." Kurt corrected.
"I ain't got school spirit." John says.
"Well on Friday and for the rest of the school year you will Cena. You will have a lot of school spirit." Kurt replies as Luther wheeled him to the right hall that led to the exit into the courtyard. "Don't forget there's practice after school at the big field. Get my gear on and head there at 3 o'clock sharp. Coach doesn't like it when players are late. You run one lap around the field for every minute your not there just to warn you."
John fakes a smile. "Thanks."
"I have my eyes on you Cena. See you there." Kurt lastly says as Luther wheels him outside into the courtyard. The metal door closes and the sounds of teenagers laughing suddenly comes to the halt and it can no longer be heard, John takes a breath if relief as soon as Angle was out of sight. Sitting next to the man during the meeting was bad enough, spending the last minutes of lunch with him lecturing you about school spirit was another thing.
John head down the halls to his locker to stuff the jersey inside before anyone spots him with it. He hasn't tried it on yet mainly because he figured he would look really odd in a football jersey espeically with Kurt's name printed on the back. Along with the helmet, elbow pads, tights, boy was Randy going to have a laugh. He stuck the gym bag along with the jersey inside of his already loaded locker and closed the door shut and met eye to eye with Masters, Jericho, and Copeland.
Jericho flashes a cocky smile before saying. "Well look who it is, its the new kid on the block!" He roars through the halls as if he was informing the whole school something. "So your the new quarterback for the team, congrats junior!" He says as he pats John hard at the back of the shoulder.
"Yeah congrats John." Adam says as he continues to chew on his chewing gum looking rather chill with his hip leaning to the side as he brushed his finger through his shoulder length blonde hair. "Well done, I mean what did you exactly do to deserve Angle's position?"
Masters nods. "Yeah Cena what did you do? The whole varsity team is confused. How good did you kiss Angle's ass to get him to pass his position for you? Surely you did one heck of a job because he picked you over other guys on the team to replace his spot."
John sighs deeply. He was expecting this. During the meeting every eye on every guy on the varsity team was on him giving him nasty looks. They were looking at him as if he didn't belong in the picture and didn't deserved to be in the same light as them. Afterall, all the guys there were more experienced, rich, good looking and had a good school record unlike him. He hated to admit it but he did kinda feel out of place earlier. "I didn't kiss any ass." John replies trying to keep his cool as the three continue to surround him by the lockers.
He was about to turn away until Jericho blocked his way and got in his face. "No, no need to be in denial John. What did you do to deserve such a high up position in the team? Do you know how hard me and the other blokes work for Angle's position? I wanna know what he saw in you that made him pick you over me."
John stares into the eyes of Jericho and doesn't break the strong eye contact. He can feel the tension surrounding him from head to toe and constantly stopped the urge he had to punch Jericho's lights out. He knew exactly what the three monkeys were doing and he wasn't about to fall in the snake's pit and taste the venom they were serving him. They were trying to provoke him, trying to make him throw a hit at one of them so he was automatically taken out of the team for fighting so Angle's position was back and open for business. He knew every guy on the varsity team was hungry for it.
Thankfully Trish came out of nowhere and called for Jericho. "Baby!" She squeals running to Jericho in tears with Candice trailing on behind her.
Jericho becomes distracted and takes his eyes off John and turns around to catch Trish who ran into his arms sobbing. She wipes her tears on his black shirt and starts to take deep breaths as Jericho looks on concerned. "Whats the matter sugar lips?"
John held back the attempt to laugh at the pet name. Trish chokes on her words for a second and then manages to get it out. "Simon...Simon Dean told me to use his system! He told me that I was fat!" She screams as Jericho patted her on the shoulder for comfort. "He said that I was a short, plumped, fat, cow who can use the Simon System." She continues to pout into Jericho's arms.
Oh please. John thought to himself listening to this. He really couldn't believe girls these days. They care about nothing more but the way they appear, Trish was a good example of that. She was the poster girl for those types that think about nothing but herself. He takes his eyes off the couple and set them on Candice who was looking at him as if he was a lollipop. She was licking her pencil as she stared at him and he couldn't help but look back. He had to admit that she was very captivating but he would never sink that low and do her like most guys in the school did.
The sounds of Randy and Stacy's voice comes to his hearings and he suddenly spots the pair walking down the hall looking like they were in a heated argument. He knew this wasn't probably a good time to join them but he does anyways. He would rather be with his two bickering friends than stand there to listen to Trish cry to her boyfriend as Candice licks her pencil looking at him.
He walked over to Randy and Stacy and his presence doesn't seem to stop their bickering. He was guessing they still hadn't made up for their fight yesterday. Like he expected he heard both sides of the story from them both. Randy had told him after school while he drove him at work and Stacy called him later on that night and told her part. John felt like he was the center piece in a tug a war game between the two.
"How dare you!" Stacy yells in fury as she stormed the halls with Randy besides her. Both of them were red in the face walking in a pace that was too fast for John's taste. He was close behind them but can hear every word of their conversation. "Whatever I do with Andrew isn't any of your business Randy!"
"Yes it is! He's using you Stace but its too bad your too blind to see it!"
"Using me? How is he using me? I can't believe your making a big deal out of this whole tutoring thing! I'm only tutoring him for gawd sake! How is that using me?"
Good question. Randy thought to himself. Honestly he didn't know and wasn't sure about this fight he started. She was only helping Andrew with a few math problems in the library earlier in the lunch period but he knew Andrew was playing her off. It was his way of making a move on Stacy and he wasn't about to let him do so. Instead of telling Stacy how he felt about her, he started another fight. A fight that was unnesscarly and didn't need to happen. "You know what, forget about it. Just forget about it." He says cooling down.
"No!" Stacy yells stopping her walking and faced Randy causing him to halt with her. "No I will not forget about it! I don't see why your making a big deal out of me helping Andrew with his math! Its because you don't like him is it?"
Randy starts to feel heated inside and wanted to pull Stacy in his arms when he sees the tears shine in her eyes. He knew she was trying so hard not to cry and hid it behind her anger. Smooth move. He thought to himself. Your making her cry, you damn loser. Just tell her you like her you coward. Randy takes a deep breath ready to say the words. "Stace...I-."
"No." She says pulling her hand out to block his face. "Your right forget about it. I'm gonna forget about this Randy, just leave me alone." She finishes as she walks off swinging her hair back over her shoulder.
Randy was left and started to ponder in silence about this close attempt in telling her how he felt. He was too clouded in thoughts that he didn't notice John who was besides him all along. John looks at Randy and sees the ghost of Stacy glisten in his icy blue eyes. "Hey man." John greets acting like he just arrived and didn't witness the row between his two friends hoping to lighten the scene a little bit.
It took a few seconds for Randy to come back to his state. When he did he didn't bother to look at John and just brushed him off with, "Leave me alone."
Randy then walked off leaving John by himself again. For a moment John enjoyed the silence that took place in the halls until the bell rang and students started to pile in the hallway overtaking it.
xXx
Randy ended up cutting his fifth period Chemistry class. It was the class right after lunch and he didn't feel the need in being in that stupid science class today. He was too angered, too upset, and too clouded in Stacy to attend. Plus Andrew was in that class and he didn't want to see the unpleasant sight of the man that's been causing the fights between Stacy and him.
He walked through the parking lot wanting to get in his car and just leave in the middle of a school day. He didn't need to be here not after what just happened. It was usually John who cut classes and leaves in the middle of the day but he was willing to wear John's shoes for just one day and let loose.
Digging in his pockets for his car keys he reaches the vehicle and was about to insert the key in the hole when a voice appears from behind him. "Where do you think your going Orton?"
The voice makes him jump and for a second he thought the school police had caught him cutting. The sight of Hunter relieves him and for the first time he was happy to see him. The sight of Hunter was a lot better than the campus police. "What are you doing here? Aren't you suppose to be in class?" Randy asked.
Hunter chuckles. "I can say the same for you. Plus I don't have a fifth period class. Where do you think your headed? Cutting classes aren't ya Orton?"
Randy shakes his head. "No, no, I'm going home sick. I just got out of the nurse's office." He lies thinking of something quick.
"I saw you running here, you don't look sick to me." He challenges studying Randy's profile up and down. "Nice suit you got there, is it new?"
"Its Roberto Cavalli." Randy replies quickly as he opens the door to his car wanting to leave Hunter's sight.
"You seem like your in a hurry Orton. Cutting classes huh?" Hunter says. "Afraid your gonna get caught? Daddy won't be too happy about his little boy ditching now would he?"
"Shut up and leave me alone." Randy spits as he gets into the car but before he can shut the door Hunter comes and holds on the door preventing him from closing it.
"So have you thought about what I said last time we met?" He asked keeping his voice to a low as if he was telling Randy a secret.
Randy smirks. "You know what my answer is, its a no."
Hunter chuckles. "Don't give me your answer just yet because your sure to change it. I can make you a man Orton, a real man."
"I'm more of a man than you are." Randy barks from inside the car pulling the door shut and out of Hunter's reach. He sticks the key to the ignition and the vehicle woke to life.
Hunter grins evilly and manages to get out a laugh of this. "Ok, if your a man Orton then why is it taking you so long to get Kiebler?" He says through the open window.
Randy stops for a moment, the mention of Stacy seemed to push a button in him and he felt more heated than ever. "Don't ever mention Stacy or bring her into this again."
XxX
"C'mon lets go. Coach is gonna go loco if we're late man." Eddie says after school in the boys locker room. Most of the guys had already left for the field and John, Eddie, and Rey were the only ones left.
"I look really fuckin stupid in this dawg." John says as he studies himself in Kurt Angle's gear. This was his third time saying how stupid he looked and the more he said it the more convinced he was.
"Uh John stop it! You look natural." Rey says from John's other side.
"Yeah man, very sexy." Eddie teases. "Now c'mon hombres!" He calls as he makes his way to the exit.
"You'll do fine John. Just do everything Coach says." Rey informs as they both followed Eddie who was already outside.
They opened the back doors and started up to the big field with their helmets on one hand and a towel in the other. Rey continued to give John some advice about practice and told him more about Johnaton Coachman while Eddie walked ahead. John just kept constantly nodding at Rey's words and had promised him that he would hold his temper back on the Coach.
"He can be a big asshole sometimes John so keep your cool. Angle won't be too happy if your kicked off the team and to tell you the truth I won't be that happy as well. I mean its better to have you as quarterback than Hunter. Even when Angle was here Hunter bossed everyone around like he owned us."
"I'll try." John says. "I'm not very good at keeping cool Rey. You knew me since middle school and know how many fights I got in just because the guy bumped into me or gave me a look or whatever."
As soon as they reached the field John noticed that the cheerleaders were there as well. They were planted on the sidelines in rows of four with the cheerleader captain Torrie Wilson in the front sporting a white tank top and some hot pink short shorts with her hair in a messy ponytail which John found quiet cute. "What are you looking at?" Rey says realizing that John was no longer in the conversation with him. "Uh, the cheerleaders. Well you'll see more of them John. They're here all the time when we practice."
"Yeah?" John says in reply still having his eyes on the girls who were now being coached by Torrie to finish a routine.
"They throw parties for us as well." Rey informs. "Whenever we win games they always throw us a party. They're really good as well, good music, good food, great company from them, always great."
"Sweet." John says back, his eyes not leaving the ladies espeically Torrie who was now bending low leading the routine move that half the squad messed up on.
Rey too had his eyes on Torrie. "Shes a fine one isn't she? Never seen such a beautiful girl with a big heart. You don't see that a lot these days. Most girls are pretty but can be bitches all the time. Torrie is different. The first time I saw her I thought she was prissy and preppy as hell. During the parties I got to know her a little bit and she isn't that bad."
"Yeah." John nods. "She seems cool."
"Yeah Masters lost a really good girl. Remember when he broke his ankle last year during the finals?" Rey asked, they were both still watching Torrie.
John laughs and nods. "Yeah." That was the first game John ever attended. The only reason why he showed up was because it was the finals and every teacher was giving out extra credit to students that attend the games. John was in need in lifting his grades up so he decided to show up. During the third quarter of the game Masters was running with the ball when a pack of four players from the opposite team surround him. While he was running he managed to do a twist turn to pass the ball to an open Jericho when he slipped on the wet grass and snapped his ankle. John remembers laughing in the bleachers but stopped when Torrie came along and ran to her boyfriend's aide.
She dropped her pon pons and ran to the field while the game was still taking place. The medics were already checking up on Masters at this point and John remembers seeing Torrie try as they lead him to an ambulance. The next day at school Masters was using crunches and Torrie was by his side. She carried his books for him, opened his locker, closed it, fed him lunch, did everything for him. Just seeing that convinced John that Torrie was a loyal, kind hearted, caring, girlfriend. Any guy would give an arm to have a girl like that. It was just too bad Masters didn't appreciate her. John remembers last school year when he overheard a conversation between them. He spoke to her like she didn't have feelings and kept pressuring her into sleeping with him. The conversation left John sickened and wasn't surprised at all that they were over but its not like he cared. Torrie was Master's lost, not his.
"Say John." Rey starts breaking John out of his thoughts. "Maybe you can go for Torrie."
"What?" John asked taking his eyes off Torrie and sets them on Rey then he shakes his head. "No, no, absolutely not. I'm not in her league."
"I thought I just got done telling you that shes different. She doesn't care."
"Well I care. I can't date a girl like her or even catch one. Shes better off with guys like Masters, or Hunter, or maybe even Orton." John shrugs off.
"Haha." Rey laughs. "Don't be too hard on yourself. After Masters I'm sure Torrie doesn't go for those types anymore."
He chuckles in reply. "My chances with Torrie Wilson is like the chances of Carlito not saying the word cool in one whole day. Chances are slim. The girl doesn't even talk to me, hell I don't even talk to her." He knew Torrie since the sixth grade. John met the blonde for the first time through Randy.
Randy and Torrie were somewhat close. They meet through their fathers who had been best friends since they were in diapers. Bob and Al often hung around over weekends and sometimes invited each other's families to dinner. The Wilsons were like Randy's second family, if he wasn't an Orton, Randy would definitely be a Wilson. Even though Torrie had a close family relation with his best friend, he wasn't bonded to her the way Randy was. She hardy ever notices him because he was just Randy's stupid friend. The guy who always wears those baseball caps and follows Randy around for rides to school, home, and work. That's probably all Torrie knew of him.
"Hey is that Stacy over there?" Rey asked pointing towards the bleachers.
John set his eyes towards where Rey was pointing and spotted Stacy sitting down at the second row on the bleachers near the cheerleaders. As soon as their eyes met, she waved at him. "Yo, I'll be back dawg." He tells Rey before he comes Stacy's way.
He walks towards Stacy ignoring Maria's greet as he passed her while she was in the middle of a routine. Stacy gives him a withering look for ignoring Maria. "Your so mean to her." Stacy starts as soon as John came and sat next to her.
John puts his helmet and towel down at his other side before replying. "I'm not mean to her, I'm ignoring her before she gets anymore attracted to me."
Stacy just smiles. "That's still mean."
"It isn't. I'm trying to give her signs that I don't like her that way she'll leave me alone. You gotta admit that's better than saying I don't like you to her face. I'm being as nice as I can."
"So you don't appreicate this girl's like in you?"
"Stacy there's a huge difference between liking someone and being completely obsessed with someone. Maria on the other hand pretty much lands on the obsessed part there."
"John your just-"
John cuts her off. "No, I mean it Stace. Have you seen her locker and binders? She has my name written all over them with little hearts."
"Awwww." Stacy says flashing her eyes at John.
"Aight girl, stop the crap. What are you doing here?" John asked.
"Can a friend watch her friend during practice? Geez John, I'm here to watch how your first practice goes." Stacy answers.
John nods. "Ok, have you seen Or-" John stops himself remembering Randy and Stacy's fight earlier. This wasn't probably a good time to bring Randy up. "Nevermind." He says.
Stacy sighs. "Looking for Randy? I haven't seen him since lunch and frankly I cannot be any happier. Whats wrong with him these days John? He's always starting fights with me and its not entirely my fault that Mr.Patrick made me Andrew Test's tutor. What does he have against Andrew anyways?"
"Uh, I dunno." John quickly answers. As much as John wanted to tell Stacy about Randy's feelings for her he held himself back. He wasn't the right person to reveal it to her. Randy has to do his own dirty work. John looks back at the cheerleaders who were now in a break hoping Stacy wouldn't ask another question about Randy.
Luckily she didn't. She just looked at the ground and didn't say another word to John till the Coach came out down to the field and blew his whistle for the players to gather around. John gives Stacy a simple see you later before heading down to the field yet again ignoring Maria who this time tried to wish him goodluck. She looked rather offended when he brushed her off.
XxX
"Cena!" Coach yelled soon after he blew is whistle. "What in the hell do you think your doing?" He says marching up to John in the middle of the field stopping everyone in a middle of a play.
"Uh, running with the ball." John said dully with the football in his hold.
Coach chuckles scarcastically. "I know but I thought I told you after you hike the ball you pass it to Lenser and he runs and makes the touchdown."
John scratches the back of his neck which was sported by sweat already. "Uh Coach we practiced that play twice now, don't you think we can just play and let whatever happens?" John suggested as he sees Rey shake his head from the corner of his eyes as a warning.
Coach moves closer to John and he was expecting to be slapped but a grin comes across the Coach's face. "You wanna do a free play Cena? Ok we can do that. Batista along with Copeland, Guerrero, and Mysterio on Cena's team. Hemesly, Flair, Jericho, and Masters with Lenser. Lenser's team starts off. Lets do a free play following Cena's order. Line UP!" Coach blew his whistle again and they move.
Everyone went to their assigned team and huddled up in the center of the field. John can see Stacy up in the bleachers looking on and the cheerleaders who were nearby now sat down at the benches also watching. John huddled down besides Rey who gave him a look.
"Man didn't I tell you to keep cool?" He whispers.
John shrugs. "Sorry, I got tired doing those damn plays with Lenser scoring every fuckin down."
"Just keep your mouth shut. Coach doesn't like it when you tell him what to do."
"Well he didn't seem to mind."
"Oh he does." Rey replies back as the other team huddled up in front of them with Lenser in the middle with the ball in front of John.
"Ready to get knocked down bitch?" He spits at John as the Coach counted down.
John can feel Rey's arm on his shoulder ready to pull him back if John decided to launch at the meat head. He brushes the remark off and just grins at Lenser when Coach blew the whistle and Lenser hiked the ball to Hunter who ran towards and seemed to be successfully. John gets in the mix and made an attempt to tackle Hunter by the legs as he passed by but he was blind sided by Lenser who grabbed him by the arm to prevent him from getting Hunter. The pull on his arm was so hard that he fell on the grass but he knew that Lenser had done it on purpose.
"Can't keep your balance? Are you drunk Cena? Just like your father? How is the drunk coach potato doing these days?" Lenser spat as he walked pass John with a smirk.
John can feel his blood boil as it throbbed madly in his veins but Rey came along and helped him up. "Leave it." He whispers to John. "Just ignore it John, he's an idiot."
Rey led John back to the center of the field as they were set to do another down. When the whistle blew Hunter again had the ball and John took off to go after him. Just when he was an inch close into tackling Hunter by the legs he was tripped to the ground as Lenser came from behind him shoving him hard below. He lands on the ground chest first with his face boucing off the flat landing. Lenser laughs as Hunter made it to make the touchdown.
John wipes the grass in his mouth and forms a hard fist. That was it. The bastard was asking for it. It was like time froze and he didn't care anymore. His patient for these types of things were thin and the smallest things were known to piss him off. The caged anger he had kept inside moments ago unleashed and he pulled himself off the ground and tackled Lenser down. "Fucker!" John yells as he gets the big man to the ground.
"Hey!" Coach roars from the other side of the field as he blew his whistle. The rest of the team run towards the fight as the cheerleaders stand up from the benches to get a better look. Stacy on the other hand runs down from the bleachers and heads to the field concerned about John.
John was throwing hits as Lenser does nothing but puts his arms over his face blocking Cena's hard fist to make close contact with his face. Everyone gathers around including Stacy. "John stop!" She screams through the circle as Rey, Eddie, and Dave separate the two. Rey and Eddie held John as Dave locked his huge arms around Lenser's own.
"Hey back off!" Coach yells breaking the circle. "What in the hell was that for Cena? Your new to the team and you wanna injury my best player don't you?" He says as he looks on at Lenser studying his profile to see if he was alright. "You alright there Brock?" He asked placing his hand on Lenser's shoulder as he gives him a nod. "Good, your ok. Cena." He says now looking at Cena. "I will not report this to Mcmanhon, do it again and I will have Mcmanhon notified about this. I will however give your folks a call let them know that you tried injuring my star player."
"I wasn't trying to injure him!" John protested.
"Whatever. I'm done with practice today. Now leave my sight before I have you kicked off this team faster than your mother gave birth to you."
XxX
To John's relief none of the players gave him any crap in the locker room. He expected them to tease and taunt him but nothing happened but he knew it would come sooner or later. Stacy had agreed to wait for him while he went downstairs to the locker rooms to change. It took him about five minutes and he met her by the soda machines. They headed out together and John looked at his watch and realized that he was half an hour late for work.
"Oh shit." He says.
"Whats the matter?" Stacy asked.
"I'm late for work." John tells her. "Can you give me a ride?"
Stacy shakes her head. "I would but my mom has the car. Plus I gotta head down to the retirement home and finish up my volunteer hours."
John sighs deeply. "Where the fuck is Orton when you need him." He says.
Stacy nods. "Well I gotta go John, I'll just walk from here. The home is only two blocks away. I'll call you later tonight." She says as she gives him a hug. "Don't get into anymore fights please."
"I won't. Be careful." He says softy closing the gap between them and hugged her back.
Stacy took off and John kept his eye on her like a hawk on its prey. He watched as she crossed the street and began to prance along. Damn, was he gonna kill Randy for this. Randy was usually his cab driver and took him to work after school and then back home. Did he suddenly just leave after school? The bastard didn't even bother in telling him, John would of asked Eddie for a ride earlier if he knew. But it was too late now, John didn't spot Eddie's lowrider in the parking lot anywhere leaving him with no other choice but to walk. To hell with Randy.
Not the greatest chapter but at least I updated. Please review, thanks.
-Oh yeah Wrestlemania tomorrow yay! I'm excited.