3 Weeks Later, Shane's House, Sunday, 10:18 A.M...

"What the hell did I do?"

Mr. Price had been asking himself that question for awhile now. A few weeks since that night at Big E's and Shane was still all the way confused with the aftermath. He had been basically shunned by his little blonde haired friend, and he couldn't figure out why. At first, he figured she was just tired and things would be normal the next morning, but that wasn't the case at all. In school, they would nod at each other and share a smile or two when they crossed paths in between classes. When he saw her, she wouldn't even look at him. Or if she did, she would scowl at him and then quickly walk away, like she was disgusted to be in an area around him. He tried asking Sasha and Emma if anything was wrong or if something happened to her. Unfortunately, they only knew as much as he did, which was nothing. Nothing at all. The boy was frustrated to say the least. As far as he was concerned, he hadn't done a damn thing wrong. With his mind all distracted by this situation he found himself in, he was kind of glad he didn't have football today. His head definitely wouldn't have been in the game. Plus, he would have to be around Alexa since she was a cheerleader, and he'd rather not play when the person who's supposed to be supporting you, seemingly can't stand the sight of him. The reason for there being no game, is that they had a couple weeks in between the regular season and the playoffs. They had played their final game of the regular season the week before and were successful. They ended up undefeated like Shane predicted earlier, and he should've been ecstatic, but all he could think about was his strained relationship with the petite princess. Right now, he was laying in his bed, contemplating what could've caused the problem. He talked aloud to himself.

"Maybe she got tired of me calling her Short Stuff. But if so, why wouldn't she just say something? She knows I wouldn't do anything to intentionally hurt her, so how could she take it that way? Or maybe she's just dealing with some personal problems or trouble at home. But again. Why wouldn't she just talk to me about it? I told her I had her back no matter what. Does she not believe me. Damn it! I I need to know what's wrong with my friend! Somebody give me a sign, please!"

Right then he heard someone knocking at the front door.

Shane groaned in frustration.

"Damn it. Can't you see I'm in the middle of an internal conflict right now?" He said aloud before lazily walking to the door to see who it is.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Bayley!"

Sudden realization formed on the face of the blonde teenager.

"Oh shit! I told her that we'd hang out today! Fuck, I forgot! Why?!" He screamed in his head.


Flashback, Wednesday, 8:09 A.M...

Shane was sitting by his locker studying for a Religion test he forgot he had that day. He was so focused on retaining as much information as possible, he failed to notice the girl standing in front of him.

"Alright, Moses was the one who split the Red Sea, uh, Judas was the one who crossed Jesus, but Jesus knew it was gonna happen cause he's friggin Jesus. Uh, what else? Fuckin, Stephen was the first martyr cause he was preaching and the people didn't like it so they stoned him to death. Wow, religion is brutal." He said to himself while intently staring at his book.

While he was doing that, Bayley tapped him on the shoulder. He must've not felt her, because he didn't look up or anything. She knelt down and slowly pulled the book out of his hands, which surprised him.

"Bayley? Come on man. I'm glad to see you, but I really need to study for this test. I'm sorry, Smiles."

That didn't wipe the smile from her face, because she wasn't looking for a conversation anyway.

"It's okay. I just wanted to know if you wanted to hang out with me this weekend. I know our normal group won't be able to come together this time, but I'd really appreciate it if I could be with at least one of you guys."

Half listening, half not, Shane replied, "Yeah, yeah sure. No problem."

"Yes! I'm so happy! See you this weekend friend!"

"See you later kid."

Bayley walked away and left Shane alone to continue to cram for his upcoming exam. He looked up for a split second, and saw Alexa walking past. She looked down at him with a scowl, which disheartened Shane. This time, he didn't even try to wave and smile. All he could do was go back to his book with a frown on his face.


Back to Present...

While Shane was freaking out in his head, Bayley called out again.

"Shane? Are you gonna open the door?"

He looked himself up and down and realized he was in nothing but a pair of basketball shorts. Don't blame the kid, he's just more comfortable sleeping bare chested.

"Give me a second, Smiles! I'll be right there!" He called back before running to his room and scrambling for a shirt. He eventually settled on a black t shirt with the Batman logo on it. He ran back to the door and briskly opened it.

"Hey, Shane! It's so great to see you!" The bubbly girl said before hugging the crap outta him like she usually does. She took a step back when she was done, which gave him a chance to check out her outfit, which consisted of a purple hoodie with a yellow smiley face in the center and blue jeans. She had her hair in a cute side ponytail along with a black headband with yellow polka dots on it. He couldn't help but comment on her attire.

"Nice to see you too, Bayley. You're looking cute today if I do say so myself."

"Awww, thank you! That's so sweet of you to say!" Bayley beamed.

"Yeah. You look better than my sorry ass. I look like I just got out of bed... Because I literally just got outta bed."

"No don't say that. You always look nice to me." Bayley said.

Shane could've sworn he saw her eyelashes flutter a bit but he just ignored that thought.

"Thanks kid. I appreciate it. Listen, why don't you come in and I'll take care of you. You hungry, you had breakfast?"

"I could go for a plate of food."

"Sounds like a plan then. Just sit anywhere you want. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me I guess. The remote for the television is on top of the cable box, so if you wanna watch TV, knock yourself out."

"Thank you. Your house is really clean by the way."

Shane laughed.

"If you saw my room, you wouldn't be saying that. Trust me."

After about an hour, Shane had finished cooking. He had basically made the same thing he served Alexa back at her house all those weeks ago. God how he missed that girl. It got to the point where he couldn't even cook without being reminded of her. He groaned loudly while plating his and Bayley's breakfast.

"I really wish you would just tell me what the problem is so I could help you fix it. Why are girls so complicated man?" Shane asked aloud to no one.

"Who are you talking to?"

"Ahh, holy shit!"

Shane jumped in surprise after Bayley's unexpected entrance into the kitchen and ended up falling on his ass after slipping on some orange juice he had spilled earlier. Bayley rushed over to him and kneeled down to tend to the boy. He was clutching his lower back in pain.

"Yeah that hurt. That hurt a lot."

"Oh my gosh Shane! Are you okay?"

He slowly got up in an attempt to stop her worrying.

"I'm fine, Smiles. Don't fret. I've dealt with worse pain than this... Fuck my back hurts."

"No don't try to move so quickly. Come on. Let me help you over to the couch. You need to get off your feet."

Bayley assisted Shane to his couch, but not without protest from the persistent young man.

"Come on Bayley. You're my guest. I'm supposed to take care of you, not the other way around. You don't have to do this."

"Yes, I do. You're in pain and I'd feel guilty if I just sat around and let you suffer. It was my fault anyway."

Shane sighed in defeat.

"Okay, I see I'm not gonna win in this one."

"Nope!" Bayley exclaimed with a bright smile.

He shook his head.

"Alright, whatever you say. Well, if you won't let me do anything, you better go grab our food before it gets cold. Luckily, I managed to fix us both a plate before I fell on my ass."

"On it. Stay right here, okay?"

"It's not like I really have a choice."

Bayley laughed.

"You're right, you don't."

The girl did what was asked of her and got the breakfast Shane had prepared for the two of them. They ate until they were finished. She really enjoyed his cooking, so she went back for seconds.

"Oh my God! This is so good! How do you make pancakes taste like that?"

Shane smirked.

"A true chef never reveals his secrets. That my friend, is classified information I'm afraid."

Aw, what? Come on, please? Tell me. I really wanna know."

Shane pretended like he sealed his lips and threw away the key.

"Shane, you're turning into a meanie like Seth."

He just shrugged his shoulders.

Of course, we all know that he gained his skills from his mother before she passed, but the reason he wouldn't tell her, is that he didn't want to make her sad. He told Alexa the whole story before, because he knew she could handle it. Bayley on the other hand, was a lot more innocent and childlike than the petite princess. In his mind, he tells her, next thing you know, she's crying her eyes out. In order to avoid that situation, he just decided to not tell her.

"Anyway, I'm glad you enjoyed my cooking. Normally I'd say let's go outside or something, but my back is still killing me."

"I understand. We can stay here. Hey! I have an idea. Lay on your stomach." Bayley said.

Shane had a confused look on his face.

"What? Why?'

"So I can give you a massage, silly." She said with a bright smile.

"Dude, I'm not sure about this."

"Oh, come on. You trust me don't you?"

He thought about it for a second before shrugging his shoulders.

"Ah, what the hell." And he did what he was told.

"Alright, time for the Bayley special!"

Shane chuckled at her enthusiasm.

"Oh yeah? And what's that?"

"This!"

She cracked her knuckles before getting to work. Her hands and fingers lightly pressed down onto his sore back. Shane was surprised on how well she doing. He glanced up at her to see a cute determined look plastered across her face. He couldn't help but chuckle at it.

"You're really into this aren't you?"

"Yup. Anything to make my friend feel better." She answered still concentrating on what she was doing.

"Well, you're doing a good job. Oooh, shit. A really good job. Could you go a little lower?"

"Sure!"

"Oh yeah, that's the spot. Dude, you should really consider a career in being a masseuse. You got like, magic fingers or some shit."

"You really think so?"

"Hell yeah. My back is feeling waaay- Hey, hey, hey! Stop!"

Bayley moved her hands away like his back was on fire.

"What?! What did I do?! Did I hurt you?!"

Shane moved back into a sitting position. He was blushing a little bit.

"Nah, um. You just, kinda went a little low. Like, too low."

Bayley put her hands to her face.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it, honest!"

"I know, I know. Just, pay more attention next time. On the bright side, you at least made me feel a lot better."

"Good, I did what I could."

"Well, now that that happened, and we ate already, what should we do now?"

"Umm. I wanna watch TV."

"Ah, good choice. And what show would you like to watch?"

"Full House!"

Shane was taken aback by her request.

"Full House? That's an old show, man. I haven't seen that in years."

"I love it! Michelle was so cute!"

"Yeah, it's a shame what the Olsen Twins look like now."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, shit. You don't know?"

"Eh, Nevermind. Don't worry about it. Let's watch the show."

The two teenagers sat on the couch and watched Bayley's choice of entertainment. They laughed at the antics of the characters. They awwed at the cute moments of the show. Although they were having a blast, this whole situation reminded him of that time he and Alexa watched TV all night. It tore at him, but he didn't want to ruin Bayley's good mood, so he kept his sorrow inside. Before either of them realized, 3 hours had passed, it was 3 in the afternoon, and it was time for the cheerful girl to go home. Bayley walked out of the house and stood in the doorway. Shane met her there.

"I had a great time with you, Shane."

"Likewise, Smiles. Anytime you wanna do this again, just ask. Today was cool. I like being around you."

"I like being around you too! You know, Shane, earlier you said I was cute. Did you really mean that?"

"Of course. You're adorable."


Alexa's P.O.V...

"Dad! I'm heading out to the store now! What did you say you needed again?!" Alexa yelled out to her father who was upstairs.

"Just milk and bread, sweetheart!"

"Got it! I'll be back!"

Sunday was pretty uneventful for Little Miss Bliss. Nothing really happened. She woke up, ate breakfast, and then played around on her phone for a few hours. When her dad asked her to go to the grocery store to pick up a few things, she figured she needed some fresh air anyway, so she left without complaint. Alexa stepped out of the house and turned around to the lock the door.

"It's a nice day outside. Maybe I'll stay out a little longer after I come back with the stuff dad wan- Wow."

As soon as she turned back around, she saw something that stopped her in her tracks.


Back to Shane...

Shane's eyes bugged out so much they looked like they were about to pop out of his head and fly off into space. Bayley was kissing him, and not like a quick friendly peck on the cheek either. I'm talking a pure, unadulterated, wet one right on the lips. He was frozen for a second before pushing her off of him.

"Smiles! The hell was that?!"

Bayley panicked as she spoke.

"I- I don't know! It just, we had a great day, and I was so happy, an- and, I don't know what got into me! Uh- Uhh, I gotta go!"

"Bayley, wait!"

The girl ran off before Shane got to get another word in. He ran his fingers through his hair in exasperation.

"Dude, what the fuck just happened? Why the fuck did that just happen?" How did I let that..."

Shane trailed off his inner dialogue when he saw out of the corner of his eye, none other than Alexa Bliss standing in front of her door with a blank expression on her face. It's like she had no emotion at all. All Shane could do was stare back at her. Something about the way she was looking at him made him feel really guilty. He tried calling out to her.

"A- Alexa?"

Instead of responding to him, she just walked away without a single word.

"Alexa! Short Stuff! Kid!"

His words were falling on deaf ears. She just kept on walking. Right then, Shane realized that he just fucked up. And he fucked up bad.

AN: So, Wrestlemania was last week, and sadly, Alexa lost the belt. I mean, in terms of storyline, it was the right move to take the belt off her and put it on Nia, but still. I loved seeing her with the title. I was getting AJ Lee vibes off of her reign to be honest. However, all good things must come too an end eventually, I guess. Anyway, as always, you guys rock, and I'll see you in the next chapter.