WWE HIGH
11:41 AM
CREATIVE WRITING
Mickie sat all alone in Creative Writing. She felt weird and like a loser because she hasn't found any friends yet. And on top of that, she didn't know her way around, which made her day the worst. She was in a whole different world. Only one person was nice to her: John Cena. Mickie really wanted to become friends with John. He's sweet, honest, and smoking HOT, but most of all he wasn't mean to her.
"Miss Dumas, What on earth do you have on! We do not allow crop tops in this school. And dear GOD pull up your pants no one else should know that you wear G-strings." Mrs. Smith complained.
There was this firery red head standing in front of her rolling her eyes. She had on a crop top that exposed her big breasts.
"Look I understand, I just don't care!' The red head yelled back. "It's too inappropriate." Mrs. Smith replied. Mrs. Smith went to her cabinet and pulled out a black divas sweatshirt with divas in pink writing.
"Hey!" The red head said.
"Hi." Mickie said. The red head sat across from her.
"You're Trish Stratus's friend right?" The red head asked.
"Yeah, sort of...how did you-" Mickie started. "The word around WWE HIGH spreads fast, especially about Trish Stratus.
" The red head explained. Mickie nodded followed by an "Ohh...". I'm Amy but everyone calls me Lita."
"I'm Mickie. Soo, she's that popular." Mickie said. Lita nodded.
"Well, I wouldn't keep my hopes up if I were you. You will never fit in with her whole gang of whores." Lita said. Mickie gave Lita a polite smile and started taking notes. Mickie has always wanted to become popular. Being with Trish made her more noticeable, if it wasn't for her John would've never noticed her. As much as she hated being around Trish and her friends, being around them could make her popular.
WWE HIGH
SENIOR HALL
12:04 AM
Trish heard her cell phone ring in her purse. She pulled out the phone and answered.
"Yes..." Trish said softly.
"Hey, girl where are you!" Torrie said into the phone.
"In a booth near the Café." Trish said nonchalantly.
"Alright, girl! I'll meet you there!" Torrie said.
Trish hung up and tossed her phone in her purse. Trish had a salad and a smoothie mixed with fruit and kale chips. She ate healthy naturally. She had to keep her body fit and perfect for the Summertime. Torrie was trotting down the stairs on her way to the Café. She casually walked down the halls until she saw her boyfriend, Randy Orton talking to Maria Kanellis, who was giggling absurdly.
"Torrie! I believe that slut is trying to steal your man!" Stacy exclaimed. Randy looked up and shot a sexy smirk at Torrie.
"Sup, Babe?" Randy said cooly, hugging Torrie.
"Hey, uh...what's going on here?" Torrie said pulling out of the hug.
"Nothing, babe. Ready for lunch." Randy said giving her a kiss on the cheek. Torrie rolled her eyes.
"Whatever! Let's go." Torrie said. She bumped into Maria on purpose.
"Later, Bitch!" Stacy said laughing. Stacy and Torrie walked into the Café to meet up with Trish and Melina. They were so excited about being Seniors. Seniors always had better food and entertainment.
"Hey Babes!" Trish exclaimed taking a bite of her salad.
"Sup, Trish! Stacy said sitting across from her.
"So..where's Mickie Mouse." Torrie said taking a sip of her water.
"Don't know don't freaking care!" Trish replied.
"Are you ready for the football game this Saturday!?" Melina said.
"You know it! It's going be awesome!" Torrie said taking a bite out of her BLT.
"What about you, Trish? I know you're only excited because of John."
"Speaking of the devil." Melina said. Trish glanced over her shoulder and smiled. John and Randy were walking towards them.
"Sup, Stratus. Miss me?!" John said pulling up a chair to a booth.
"Nothing much, Cena.. And HA HA UH...that's a negative."
"Ready for the game?!" John said eating a bag of chips.
"You know I'm ready! It's the big night!" Trish said drinking her water.
"Are you ready to cheer me on!?" John said. Trish froze and played with a strand of her hair.
"Psh! Hell, no! I'm not your girl, Cena." Trish said slapping his hand away.
"Isn't that what cheerleaders are for?! I can't wait to see you jumping up and down in your little mini skirt." John said rubbing his hand on her thigh. Trish blushed and turned away so he couldn't see. "Get it together, Trish! Don't let him know you have feelings for him."
"John, what the hell!?" Trish yelled. She moved his hand off of her thigh.
"What!? Am I turning you on?" John smirked. 12:24 BEEEPPP! The bell ranged. That was the end of second wave lunch.
"Whatever, Cena. I have to go to class." Trish said throwing away her trash.
"I know you wanna be with me!" John said following her. He threw his arms over her shoulders.
"Hmmm... I'm not your type." Trish said throwing his arms off of her shoulders.
"Maybe you should find another girl to use your lame pick up lines on." Trish said walking to her locker.
Trish opened her locker and started shuffling through books for class. John stood directly behind Trish, put his hands around her waist, and pulled her close. John licked his lips and whispered in her ear. "You know you want me." Trish bit her bottom lip when she felt his breath on her neck. Her stomach did backflips as she received chills down her spine. "If only we were together... we would be the perfect couple. We would make so many people jealous..." Trish thought.
"Whatever, Cena. I would "never" sleep with you even if I was the horniest girl in the world and you were the only dude I could have sex with. The girls laughed at Trish's comeback. Trish put her hand on his chest to move him out of the way, but he wouldn't budge. "His chest feels sooo... good. I would love to lick his abs any day."
"Hmmm... Confident. I like..." John said taking her books out of her hand.
"Hmmm... Annoying ... I don't like." Trish said while she applies some lip gloss to her lips.
"Getting ready for me, Stratus." John said smirking as he watched Trish admire herself in the mirror.
"In your dreams, Cena." Trish said screwing on the top to the new tube of lip gloss and closing the door of her locker.
"You're ready for our make out session later." John said following Trish to class stopping in front of the class door.
Trish looked at her reflection in the window of class door and puckered up her lips as if she was about to kiss the small window. "Mmm... they look kissable don't you think."
"You know what would be even better... your lips on mine." John whispered again.
"Whatever... move out of my way before I be late for class." Trish said snatching her books out of his hands.
"You're welcome." John said not expecting a thank you. "And you're an idiot." Trish countered putting her books in her Louis Vuiton bag.
"Alright, Love you too, Stratus" John said laughing.
"Hate you, too, Cena." Trish said.
WWE HIGH
SENIOR PARKING LOT
3:26 PM Trish was leaning against her BMW waiting on Mickie. "Where the hell is she?" Trish said to herself.
"Waiting on me, Stratus!" John yelled walking up to her.
"Hahahaha, you are insane!" Trish chuckled.
"Then why are you still here? Ready for that make-out session?" John said grabbing her hand.
"I'll pass." Trish said playing with her car keys. John's cell phone started ringing.
"Hello...yeah, okay..I'm coming." John hung up the phone and shoved it in his pocket.
"I have to go. Coach wanted us to have football practice." John said.
"Good! They're going to need it with you as the captain." Trish said.
"I'm better than you. Those jumps aren't that high! It sucks, I can't see what's up under that skirt." John said. Trish face scrunched up.
"Ewe, you're such a pervert!" Trish retorted.
"Only for you!" John yelled walking up the stairs to the gymnasium.
"Whatever, John!" Trish shouted back.
"See you Saturday and bring Mickie, too!" John yelled. Trish frowned. "Why the hell does he want me to bring her!?" Trish thought. "John is supposed to be mine! Oh hell no!"
UH OH! IS JOHN STARTING TO HAVE FEELINGS FOR MICKIE! WHAT IS TRISH GOING TO DO. FIND OUT MORE NEXT CHAPPY! Hope you liked the story! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! HAVE A WONDERFUL TIME IN THE WORLD! Bye!