One more time, I'm sorry for taking so long to publish a new chapter. I'm suffering a writer's block, but thanks to a few couples of words coming from people who read this story, gave me motivation to going on.

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P.S.: This chapter is focus on John/Stacy/Kelly. Next one, I'll bring back more characters and develop their stories.

Kelly was making her way through the school hall. The Queen Been - because Kelly was a Queen Bee - was returning to a new school day after a relaxing weekend. She had decided to keep herself out of touch with everyone, so her mind would be free to think about her next step. How was she going to get with her dream boy?

The blonde saw some of her fellow classmates, and even students who were not her classmates, glancing at her. They weren't offering her the kind of looks she enjoyed - glances which would tell her that she looked stunning, glances wishing to have her, glances full of jealousy because she was on top of the food chain. Those people were giving her strange looks. The kind of glances she had never thought that would receive from them. After all, she was a Queen Been.

When her walk ended, Kelly saw Nikki and Brie at their lockers. The twins were taking off the books they would need for the class they had ahead. When the blonde's voice sounded, the twins were caught off guard.

- What is going on? - The twins exchange a look only raising Kelly's suspicions. How could they tell her the rumours - which were so true - to Kelly without being their victims?

- Nothing - the two answered at the same time. Couldn't it be someone else revealing it to Kelly? They could play innocent as say they didn't know.

- Well, so why do you look so weird? - Kelly queried. Blonde girls were not dumb. All those jokes were wrong - blondes were as smart as brunettes, redheads...- In fact, why is everyone acting so strange?

- We have no idea. - As before, Brie and Nikki spoke in joint again.

- When you two talk at the same time, it means something bad is going on - Kelly replied. She was feeling mad because of her friends weren't telling her the truth. Friends didn't hide stuff from each other as those twins were doing. - You have about five seconds to tell me what you are hiding.

The confession Brie and Nikki were so afraid to make was done by another girl, who heard the conversation.

- Your boyfriend is cheating on you. - Kelly turned around and saw a leggy black girl standing behind her. The girl was named Alicia Fox and was part of her cheerleading squad.

- John isn't cheating on me. - Kelly's lips formed her best smile - given the accusation made by Alicia.

- Don't be so sure - the other girl mocked her. The Queen Bee was losing her grin.

- John is not the kind of guy who cheats on his girlfriend - Nikki said trying to cut off the interaction between Alicia and Kelly. For someone with "Fox" as surname wasn't being "foxy" smart. - We are all sure it is a misunderstanding.

Kelly's attention returned to her set of friends. The Bella Twins knew what was happening and didn't have the decency to tell her. With sarcasm, Kelly thought how lucky she was for having those two as best friends.

- So, why did I see him with another girl this weekend? - Alicia questioned Nikki. The blonde's eyes moved from Nikki and Brie and froze on Alicia. - And believe me: they were acting as two lovebirds.

Stacy Keibler was smiling. The tall blonde was making her way through the school hall with a dreamy smile spread all over her face. She was smiling since Friday night. There was nothing more she wanted to do than show the bright smile. Why? Stacy Keibler was officially happy for the first time since her break up with Randy Orton. And there was nothing it could be done to destroy her good and cheerful mood.

Her good mood helped her to handle Kyle's attempts to ruin her nerves; it helped her deal with her mother's conversation about school, friends and a future boyfriend - even if Stacy didn't reveal her interest in John; it helped her to do everything she needed to do to survive to a weekend with her dysfunctional family. In Stacy's opinion only she and her father were the complete sane people inside their household - she grew to understand that her father would always be worried with his little's girl love life and everything he did was to protect her heart from breaking in pieces.

And now, her happy disposition would help her survive to the first class of a new Monday morning. Math was not Stacy's favourite class. But she would do her best to make it through ninety minutes of numbers without fall asleep and to remain concentrate in the teacher's explications. She could be one of the best Math students in her class, but no one told her she had to like the subject.

Taking her seat inside the classroom, Stacy was surrounded by her two best friends, Candice and Torrie, very quickly. Both girls had already noticed something was going on with Stacy. Nothing better than the waiting for the professor to arrive the classroom to make some questions and figure out why her friend was with such a bright smile on her face.

- What is going on with you? - Candice started the interrogation. Her eyes connected with Stacy's. The blonde simply showed her white pearl smile and didn't answer. - Did you already see the bright smile on your face? Why are you smiling so much?

- I'm just having a good day - the blonde, finally, said. She removed from her bag her math notebook.

- You aren't having a good day. You are having an amazing day - Torrie replied. She had never seen Stacy in good mood in a Math class. Something, probably during the weekend, happened and the taller blonde wasn't revealing. - Spit it out. We know you are hiding something

- I'm no hiding anything. Don't you two have a life?

- Stacy, you don't know how to lie. - The affirmation done by Torrie surprised Stacy. Everyone knew how to lie. - You never knew how to lie and you aren't going to learn how to do it. You will never know how to lie Stacy.

- I know how to lie - she tried to defend herself only to receive odd looks by her two best friends. She wasn't the best liar in the World, but she knew how to lie. If she didn't know, her father would already find out about John. However, as James didn't ask her about him, she didn't have to lie. Stacy took a deep breath. She was not a good liar, but she was good omitting a few details.

- If you knew to lie neither me nor Torrie would have noticed that there is something you don't want us to know - Candice pronounced with a victorious smile. Just a few more attempts and the blonde would reveal her little secret. - Spit it out right now

- There is nothing to spit out!

Torrie and Candice where about to do another attempt when the professor entered inside the classroom.

- Good morning ladies - the woman said and took her place in front of the blackboard. - Please, open your books because I have a class to start and next week you have an exam.

As her least favourite class was about to start, Stacy found herself daydreaming about the weekend events, about her Friday night date.

"The tall blonde observed her image reflected by the mirror inside her bedroom. Stacy was looking for a flaw in her wardrobe - a not very short blue skirt combined with a white tanktop and a navy cardigan; she was wearing a few accessories - a necklace and bracelet, but without exaggerating. Last thing Stacy wished was to not look perfect in her date with John. Stacy knew she shouldn't be so worried. After all, John had already seen her in many different occasions, in her worse and best - being the worse when she was wearing her school uniform. However, those times they didn't meet to go out in a date.

- You can stare how much you want because you aren't going magically to become pretty. - A very familiar voice burst into the teenager's bedroom to her deep dismay.

Taking a deep breath, the blonde ignored Kyle's provocation. Tonight was going to be one of the best nights of her life and Kyle, the annoying little brother that her parents had to give her, wouldn't ruin it with his provocations. Actually, nothing was going to destroy it.

- Where are you going? - Kyle's eyes travelled through Stacy's body. He scanned her from head to toe. In Kyle's opinion, his older, and only, sister was too well dress up to a night out with her friends.

- I don't think you have something to do with where I'm going.

- As your brother, I think I do. Are you going out with someone?

- Yes, I'm going out with Candice and Torrie. - Stacy purely answered to shut him up once for all. He was not going to ruin her moment. - Do you want to come? We are going to talk about guys - a lot. I know you would appreciate hanging out with us.

- Of course I would. Unlike you, your friends are hot. - Stacy rolled her eyes. Her brother really knew how to annoy her. Was it too late to give Kyle to an adoption agency? - However, I don't think you are going out with your friends. You look too pretty to go out with two girls. - An absurd idea crossed Kyle's filthy mind. - You didn't turn lesbian, right?

- Did you forget I'm teaching so you don't fail a class? - The blonde questioned a dressed her long black pea-coat. - Did you forget if you come home with an F, mom and dad kill you?

- If I showed up with an "F" and at same time mom and dad found out you were going out with someone they don't know, who do you think they would kill first? - interrogated Kyle. He was wearing a triumphant smile. - That's right: as you were the first being born, you would be the first being murdered by them.

- They know with whom I'm going out. - Quickly, the blonde glanced at her look once again before turning her back to leave her own bedroom with her brother inside. - You know the two And by now, they must be waiting for me. Have a nice night Kyle.

- Yeah, maybe I know him - the younger Keibler yelled from his sister's bedroom. He gave a lot of emphasis in the word "him".

Stacy hoped her parents hadn't listened to him. Or if they did, they thought it was just another fight between Stacy and Kyle. Weren't they already used to all the scream and yells shared between the two siblings?

- Night mom, night dad. - With the goodbyes said, the blonde teenager was a step away from her freedom. Too bad she didn't roll the door's knob before her father's voice echoed through the division and stopped her. She wasn't fast enough.

- Stop right there. - Stacy twisted her body and faced the man she called "father". She was going to be late - and she did not want to be late in her first date with John. As Kyle did, James inspected her from head to toe. Couldn't a girl dress up anymore? - Where are you going exactly?

- I'm going out with Torrie and Candice. We are going to grab dinner and then watch a movie in the mall. Is there something wrong with my Friday night program?

- No drink, no drugs, no boys...- James scratched his chin feeling a little bit suspicious.

- Exactly. - Her lips formed a sweet and innocent smile. - See you later dad.

Stacy rushed to James and gave him a quickly kiss right on the cheek and then hurried up to the door before he had time to order her to be home before midnight.

She made her way through the illuminated street. She and John had agreed to meet a few blocks away from her house. James would not have a way to know she was not going out with her closest friends, but with one of his basketball players.

A smile blossomed when Stacy finally caught a glance of John. Her perfect night was about to start..."

- Kelly is staring at you - Chris murmured between his teeth to the person sat at the desk at his side: John Cena. - She doesn't seem happy. What did you do to her?

- I have been catching Katie staring at you and I haven't said a word about it - John replied. Last thing he had inside his mind was Kelly - and last person he wanted to care about at the moment was Kelly too.

- Katie is staring at me? - Chris sounded surprised. She was a girl hard to understand. He wondered how easy his life could be if he was inside her head: he would know if she was really into him and if she wasn't lying when told him she wasn't the girl leaving those strange gifts inside his gym bag and locker-room.

- She has been staring at you for a couple of classes now. Is there something going on between you two?

- Isn't there something going on between you and Kelly?

- Only inside her head - John grumbled in a whisper. Even after the conversation he shared with the blonde, there were still rumours around the school about them being a couple. And John knew those rumours came from her mouth.

- John, can we talk? - Speaking about the devil, she was standing at his and Chris's side. How didn't he see Kelly approaching?

- I'm going to sit somewhere else. - John sent Chris a furious glance. Chris left the dangerous area without glancing over his shoulder.

Not taking a moment to breathe, or to give John time to get used to have her at his side, the blonde girl went straight to the point:

- With whom did you go out this weekend? - John was about to affirm she hadn't anything to do with it - it was his personal life after all - when Kelly progressed with a few accusations. - You should be ashamed of yourself. - John frowned in confusion. - Going out with the coach's daughter isn't going to make you fall in his good graces. I know how you desperately need it after missing a game. Well, maybe you will fall in his good graces. However your friends, everyone who knows you, will learn that you are a cheater. How could you do this to me?

- How many times are we going to have this conversation? We are only friends. - John was losing his patience with Kelly. They only shared a kiss. Nothing more! It was not a promise of a relationship. - I have been very nice with you, Kelly. I know people think we are a couple because of you and I hadn't said a word about it so people won't think you are a liar.

- We kissed - Kelly exclaimed in a whisper. Everyone who looked at him would think they were a real couple fighting because of John's, supposed, infidelity. - I do not kiss people who don't want to be with me; who won't be my boyfriend.

- Correction, you kissed me. - The memory was fresh inside his mind and Kelly gave the first step. She kissed him first.

- I may have given the first step, but you didn't push me away. - The blonde crossed her arms over her chest, as John was ready to defend himself. He should have pushed Kelly, but he was caught off guard and then James showed up. He stood without know what to do when saw his trainer.

The conversation, between the never will be couple, abruptly came to an end when the professor stepped into the classroom.

I'm sorry for the spelling and grammar mistakes. English isn't my first language.

xoxo

Ainat