"John kissed Ashley in the hallway!"
"John totally made out with Ashley after she fell!"
"I think John gave Ashley a hickey!"
"I heard they went back to his room and did it!"
Yes, gossip spread around the locker room quickly. Little information can be stretched into a big deal. But why hadn't anyone heard about Torrie and Randy? Because they knew how to keep secrets from everyone.
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Torrie pulled her white "shirt" over her head and onto her body. She put her white boots with the tassels on them on her feet and looked into the mirror. Randy was oiling himself up. Torrie looked at the stars chiseled abs and perfect body. She shook her head and smiled to herself. It was like the old days again. Randy came over to her and kissed her on the cheek.
"I missed that babe."
"Yeah I missed that too."
"We just have to be careful not to tell John and Ashley."
John! How could she forget about him? She had totally just cheated on him! She sat on the bench and put her head in her hands. It just hit her that she just had sex with her ex. And Ashley! She had hurt her best friend! But Randy didn't care. He got what he wanted and that's all he cared about.
"What's wrong? Has your naughtiness left since you left me?"
"How could we Randy?"
"How couldn't we? This has always been between us! It just finally came out and happened!"
"But we're both taken and in love!"
"Who said I was in love?"
Torrie cocked her head to the side. Randy smiled and reached for the confused diva.
"What do you mean?"
"I like Ashley, I do. But she was just temporary. I knew you would come back to me. You always have."
Randy leaned on for a kiss, but Torrie pushed away and opened the door to go out.
"So you won't tell anyone right?"
Torrie sighed. Having this thing over her head would kill her. She loved John and would hate to hurt him. But she had to keep this a secret. Or at least just for now.
"Yeah. Our little secret."
Torrie walked out into the hall. Amy ran past her and brushed her shoulder. She turned around, and ran towards the diva.
"Oh my god Torrie you were in there or a long time!"
"Me and Randy we're…talking."
"Uh huh you were 'talking.' Yeah I believe that."
"We were! Honest!"
"Riiiiight. Then why aren't you wearing your shirt?"
Torrie looked down. She had put on Randy's white shirt! How could she be so stupid?
"I…spilt something on my shirt."
"Uh huh. I know what you were doing."
Torrie gulped. Amy could see Torrie weakening and giving in.
"Ok it's what you think! But please don't tell John!"
"OK. I won't."
Torrie walked away. Amy said that she wouldn't tell. Doesn't mean she couldn't tell anyone else. Or that anyone else could tell John.
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"Torrie was in the locker room a long time with Randy."
"She had his shirt on instead of hers!"
"I bet you they did it."
"God Torrie strikes again."
The fiery red head looked at everyone talking about Torrie and Randy. Eventually word would reach John about Torrie and vice versa. She loved ruining peoples lives. Especially people she hated. And she was right. News had traveled to the different sides of the arena. Now all she could do is sit back and watch the destruction.
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Torrie burst into John's room. John was up looking like he was gong to go get Torrie.
"What did you do?"
"What did you do?!"
Both looked at one another. John had an evil stare. Torrie tried, but she could never act mean.
"I heard you did it with Ashley."
"I heard you did it with Randy."
"You tell me what happened first."
"No you."
"No you."
John looked at Torrie. They both had equal control of the situation, but Torrie had a little more power then him.
"OK I didn't do it with Ashley. I kissed her on the cheek."
"Why did I hear that you did it?"
"Stretched truth. Word gets passed around but stuff gets added on and changed."
"True. So you didn't do it with her?"
"Of course not. I would never do that to you."
John went over and kissed Torrie.
"Now about you. Did you do it with Randy?"
"Of course not!"
"Then why do you have his shirt?"
"Randy spilt baby oil on my shirt. He lent me his."
"You were in the locker room with him for a long time."
"We were talking."
"About what?"
"I can't tell you."
"Why not?"
"Just trust me."
Torrie leaned in for another kiss. So all was well with Torrie and John. Torrie was still lying through her teeth, but she didn't get caught. But does anyone care about Randy and Ashley?