The crowds in stands went wild. The Covington Cheerleaders performed like they've never done before. The girls stood in a straight line as they laid their final bow. This was it for them, this was the last time they would have performed this year and Barbie couldn't be prouder. A smile was spread widely across her face as well of the couple dozen other girls.

After the song ended the girls celebrated with a collaborative group hug. Although Barbie did like to win in this moment she remembered that this was all for fun and they really did have the time of their lives up there.

Then came time for the final say on who wins this small cheer off, it was decided on the crowd's applause. How honorable, huh? First up were the opponents, they had a loud applause that was hard to beat. The women and men in line stood with smirks because of how confident they were that they were winning this thing.

Now it was their turn. When the announcer called out Covington the crowd grew loud and wild. The section who got the loudest were the football players, Dolph mainly. A smile pursed across Barbie's lips as she was announced the victor.

The team cheered in applause as their cheerleaders were announced the winners. They had planned on rushing onto the mats to congratulate them but the girls were already running to the stands. They were all running to hug and high five different players, two girls (Layla and Eva) even got on John Cena's shoulders but no one was to expect what Barbie was about to do. The blonde ran over to Dolph Ziggler and instead of a hug or a high five she pulled him into a heavy kiss.

Their lips were attached and their tongues could barely be found. It was passionate, it was wet, and it was sloppy. Barbie was in control, she pulled away soon enough quickly and surely and smirked. "Now we won our opening act, you guys better win yours."

And that was it. That was all Barbie said before heading to the back locker room. That wink and line was her only explanation. Dolph watched in awe as she skipped her way to the back, what game is she playing now? That didn't matter all he could do was hold a heavy smirk because that kiss was even better then he would've imagined, and that says a lot.

The team was going even crazier in applause. When the hot head cheerleader kisses your team mate that has been obsessing over her since day one that's almost as big as the super bowl.

Mike Mizanin was sitting on his laptop typing up yet another essay for his Psych class. God, how he hated that class. It was essay after essay after essay, it's like they never even had time to breathe. Notebooks were piled high on his bed with dozens of ripped up papers sticking out of it. Writers block was hitting him hard and even after numerous failed attempts he couldn't come up with the right words.

Suddenly his door creeped open and in came his tatted roommate. A smirk spread across Mike's lips because he knew that even though he was stressed out he could find pleasure in teasing Phillip.

"Well hello Romeo. How's Juliet?"

"Mad at me, not that it's any of your business."

Mike raised his eyebrow at his friend while scratching the back of his neck. Phil was still hostile towards him and it was getting on his last nerve.

"Well what did you do to make her mad?"
"What makes you think I did something?"

"Because you're stupid when it comes to women."

Miz saying that irritated Punk beyond belief but at the same time he kind of agreed with him. There was no retaliation needed for someone speaking the simple honest truth. The blonde could tell that he wasn't going to respond so he just came up with another question.

"Who is it anyway? We're best friends you're supposed to tell me these things."

"Like you told me when you liked Eve."

"I know you were trying to throw me a low blow there but you just admitted that you low-key have feelings for this mystery girl. Who is it?"

Even though Phil didn't really want to tell him the last thing he wanted to do was fight about it. So instead he sucked it up and slipped him a name.

"It's AJ."
"Who?"
"April Jeanette?"

"Again, who?"

"The one girl you haven't slept with."

Mike rolled his eyes at that comment. "Hey that's not fair. There are tons of girls I haven't slept with besides that part of me is over."
"Yeah well so is this conversation." Phil reached for his keys off the dresser before storming back outside the room. Heavily he slammed the door so it echoed around the school leaving Mike in a state of worry and awe. He knew he had to help his friend somehow, but how?

Maria Kanellis walked down the halls of Lincoln Dorm with a laundry basket in hand and fear in her eyes. The woman's legs were trembling, her head was turning at every corner, and her palms were sweating. This was the first time all weekend that she left her room all weekend. It felt safe in there, well at least somewhat. In these hallways she felt vulnerable.

When did she become like this? So afraid of the world or at least scared of what one man was capable of doing.

Then her destination came to sight. It was like the golden gates. The woman turned her head twice, she was safe. Her feet sped up as she walked to her room. Marias hands trembled as she pulled out her keys, into the lock it went and the door opened.

The redhead scanned the room, safe and sound. A sigh of relief came out of her lips while stepping into the room and putting the empty basket down. Suddenly she heard the door shut, but she hadn't closed the door yet.

Shivers ran down the petite women's spine, slowly she stood up straight. This was what she's been sadly waiting for. Maria hadn't yet seen the man face to face to know facts but she could feel him, what would be the smart thing to do here? Scream. The student screamed to the top of her lungs but that didn't last long. The man's hand wrapped around her mouth while his other hand tugged on her hair.

"Shh, you're safe. You're okay with me." The stalker whispered in Maria's ear while simultaneously blowing to calm her down. How demeaning; he was whispering in her ear seductively to calm her yet his right hand was tugging on the back of her hair like she was an animal.

Maria tried to maneuver a way to fight back but it failed terribly. In fact any way of fighting back hurt her more. Eventually her kicking and screaming led to a heavy knee to the back. The woman cried in pain but it couldn't be heard through the male's hand.

Chris was on a mission. To make her as embarrassed as he was at the club. A smirk spread across his features as he rubbed her backside. Suddenly he was in power which was what he desired for a while now. Maria was suddenly not on her own feet but instead being carried to her bed. The woman attempted to squirm and kick but his grip was too strong. Maria let out screams but no one could hear.

He layed down on her, pressing aggressively so she couldn't get up – in fact she could barely breathe. With his available hand he put tape over her mouth. That made it so the harder she screamed the more she couldn't breathe. His strong hands pinned her arms back over her head, she was too weak to make any sort of progress but she continued to push. Soon enough her pants were around her ankles and then the pain came.

It wasn't just physical pain that came over her there was also shame, like this was all her fault. That she was deserving of this. No one will ever understand that feeling. Maria felt hopeless, like nothing could save her. When it was over and it was done, she almost wished she had all that bad stuff back so she didn't have to feel the aftermath.

The bus ride home was a piece of cake because unlike the ride here everyone was full of smiles. And for the first twenty minutes of the ride the team continued with different chants. The whole team was energized and full of momentum after that game. They've done it! They have made it to the final championship game. Smiles were spread across all faces.

John Cena could see it now. John sealing the deal with this championship game put him one step further in to being in the big leagues, the NFL. Cena often wondered about who would be lucky enough to pick him up. Perhaps the Dallas cowboys, everyone knew Tony Romo's time was running out and who better to be the face of America's team than the golden boy, John Cena.

The quarterback was isolating himself in the left side of the back of the bus. His feet were placed on the busses window. His knees were bent in the air and he was lying on his back. This position was very comfortable and relaxing. It allowed John the opportunity to day dream about the future and what was to come. His future, that excited him.

In the row in front of him sat Eve Torres. She needed a little peace and quiet to concentrate with her phone call. The little twinkle in her eye whenever she spoke to Mike was dramatic. You could tell how much this one fleeting phone call meant to her.

"Yeah, I think we all agree that we just went to get home so we're going to sleep on the bus and switch drivers. So I'll be home sooner than I thought."

"Well that's good for me. Although I hate you can't get a good night's sleep in a bed."

"I don't know, sharing a queen bed with three girls was no more comfortable."

A smirk pressed across Mike's lips as he thought about it. "Three huh? That's something I would like to see."

"Ah, and this is where the conversation comes to an end." The brunette teased with a smile.

"No, no. I don't have classes for another thirty minutes which means I don't have to leave for another twenty."

Suddenly the conversation was intervened by a sudden increase in the radio volume. Her eyes shot up to see Cody Rhodes blasting the music. The dancing in the front of the bus grew greater as the night grew longer. Dozens of young adults were in there seats jamming out to the newest hit on the radio, Uptown Funk. The only one standing was Cody himself who kept turning up the volume despite what the driver insisted. The volunteer driver kept reaching over to turn it down but Cody Rhodes wouldn't let him. At first it was just a game for the student's amusement but quickly he grew irritated.

"Hey my dad paid for this bus! If I want to turn it up I can. Now do your job and drive." Those few words were the last words Cody said before heading back to his seat. The driver reached to adjust the volume when he saw that the young man was out of his view point but in doing so he lost control of the wheel. The slippery surface beneath him were too much and in panic the driver gripped ahold onto the wheel and turned it quickly to stay on the road but in doing so ran into oncoming traffic. The left side of the back of the bus collided brutally with an oncoming truck. Then for some it went black.

You guys delivered a lot of reviews so I wanted to deliver a chapter faster then normal! ENJOY!

Can I just say this chapter was brutal to write so I'm sorry if the delivery was terrible. A lot did happen though, and a lot is to come from the next chapter!

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