Alright, so I just want to say that they only have 3 periods in school. After lunch, they do wrestling for the whole afternoon.
Lunch. The ultimate battlefield.
Everyone has broken into their little groupies.
Kelly sat ate her lunch on a chair, her tray on her lap. She was in the corner, but she was facing the rest of the room.
On the other side of the cafeteria sat Maryse and Christian on opposite ends of the same table.
"I feel for you man," John said, patting Christian on the back.
"Why?" Christian asked.
"You know! Having to be paired up with... Ugly Kelly..." He whispered the name, so no one from other tables would hear.
Christian rolled his eyes. "I don't see the big deal. We're just partners for an assignment. It's not like we're dating."
"But it's still horrific," Layla mentioned.
"Are you gonna actually work with her?" Maryse asked.
"Yes, I'm not gonna leave her hanging." Christian replied.
"Oh come on, you know you can just make her do all the work." Punk said as he, Edge and Randy placed their trays on the table, and made themselves comfortable.
"Sucks you guys aren't in our homeroom." Kaitlyn said to Randy and Edge.
"I would prefer lucky. I don't want any classes with Ugly Kelly." Randy said, looking over his shoulder to see Kelly picking at her food.
"She's not all that bad," Edge commented.
Layla smirked. "Christian, let's just hope you don't turn all soft like Edge, when he had to pair up with her."
Edge looked up at Layla and rolled his eyes, then chuckled.
Christian shook his head and just picked at his tray.
Maryse sighed, watching her friends insult Kelly, and Christian ignore them all.
Christian wasn't assigned a match this afternoon, so he decided to go to the library to start on the project.
When he got to the library, he made his way to the computers. He turned the corner, and jumped. Kelly was there.
She must have heard him jump, because she turned around and her eyes went wide. She turned back to her book, without a word.
"Uhm," Christian mumbled, trying to think of something to say.
After thinking over it three times, he pulled a chair to her table.
"So," Christian said, a little bit awkwardly. "What are you doing here?"
"What do you mean?" Kelly asked.
Christian realized he'd never spoken to her, and had never heard her voice. But it sounded so... familiar? Warm, welcoming. It reminded him of his mother, who was in Europe now.
"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be wrestling with the other divas?" Christian asked, trying to make her look at him.
"Huh, do you really think any of those girl would want to wrestle me?" Kelly asked, sarcasm playing in her tone.
Christian closed his eyes and mentally punched himself in the face for saying something so stupid.
Kelly turned her attention to him. "What are you doing here?"
Christian smiled. "What do you mean?" He played, making eye contact.
Kelly shook her head with a giggle. "Shouldn't you be wrestling with all the other superstars?"
"Nah, I wasn't scheduled today." Christian replied, getting up and looking through the history books.
Kelly looked up, watching him. She pushed her glasses up and gave him a look of confusion as he pulled out a thick book.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
Christian turned his head towards her. He smiled and looked back down at the book, before walking to Kelly's table with it.
"Starting on that project," Christian said, nonchalantly.
Kelly raised a brow. "Aren't you just going to make me do all the work?" She asked. She knew it was wrong to judge someone before getting to know them, but wasn't that what everyone else does to her already?
"Hey," Christian said, looking at her with a 'Are You Kidding Me?' look. "I'm not as dumb as I look," Christian pouted.
"Umm, are you sure about that?" Kelly asked teasingly.
Christian chuckled, dropping the book on the table with a loud thump.
"'History of how Green Rose Came to Be.' Not bad," Kelly said, taking the book and checking the contents and index. She was truly impressed by the popular jock. He could find big books in a library, and actually have a heart.
"Kelly, trust me, we're gonna have the best-" Christian jumped on the table right in front of Kelly for dramatic effect, "-project, ever!"
Maryse was in her red attire, touching up her make up in the wash room, when she'd heard the loud thump coming from the library.
She'd softly made her way to the library door near the computers. She peered through the window to see Christian jump on the table, startling Kelly.
She watched as Kelly laughed and Christian jumped off, taking a seat next to her as they started to read a thick book.
Even though her friends didn't like Kelly, Maryse couldn't help but feel happy that Kelly's smiling again. Not only that, but it's Christian who's making her smile.
Maybe now they'll both be happy. But...
What will that leave for Maryse?
That's all Maryse could think about as she made her way to the arena.
"From Montreal, Quebec, Canada, Maryse!" The announcer called. Maryse did her usual talk to the hand to the empty arena. Then she flipped her hair and gave the referee the talk to the hand sign.
When Lyla walked into the ring, she shook Maryse's hand.
She always does this, Maryse thought. She tries to be my friend...
All Maryse wanted was to be in the library with Christian and Kelly.
But instead she was fight Layla. Well, at least Maryse won.
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