(A/N: Please don't hurt me! runs away and hides I know, I'm like a month late! BUT I HAVE A GOOD EXCUSE! My boyfriend is home! After more than a year and a half he is home!! FINALLYYYY! So can u blame a chick? I mean, I hadn't gotten laid since the april of 07 (no not 08, 07!) Do you know what that does to a person? LIKE ME?! Charlie knows, at least I know one of you understands me. And, I am sick right now, I have ACUTE SINUSIDIUS or however the hell you spell it, I'm sure britt will know what it is. Alright, so now I am back, and I just want to thank EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU FABULOUS MAGNIFICENT PEOPLE WHO REVIEWED THE LAST CHAPTER! ALL OF THE PEOPLE WHO ADDED IT TO THEIR FAVS AND ALERTS! And even the people who have that dirty dirty habit of reading but not reviewing ahem you know who you are. So, now to thanks to the reviewers: giftiebee, Sammeh, Mr. Kennedy's Extreme Vixen, Jewelgirl04, techwiz, Simply Priceless, OneTreeHillWrestlingFan, Mosvie2k8, Trix2345, and Jerichaholic-MF'er-Mizfit. THANKS FOR THE REVIEW GUYS! Also, all of you seemed pretty welcoming to Maddy, I'm going to keep her around just for little things, but just so you guys don't think I need hooked on phonics, and so nobody beats me down with a dictionary, Maddy's lines are all spelled phonetically! Oh and, yes someone did observe (quite well might I add) that the bidding amounts were ASTRONOMICAL! Yes I know, and I planned it that way, and you will see why in the next chapter) I know my life has shifted slightly, but I promise the next update will NOT take this long (I've already started it), and hopefully I can get it up soon! LUVIES!! READ REVIEW AND ENJOY!!)
(Brittany and John's Mechanics class)
Brittany watched John assemble, the break lines studying closely. "Wow, John, you really do know your shit." Brittany spoke in amazement writing down notes of John's every step.
"Yeah, yeah I do." John nodded happy to impress Brittany.
"Well, I just want you to know that, I'm glad you and I are okay again. I missed you, when we were fighting for that short time." Brittany admitted. She paused taking her notes and rubbed John's back, as he worked vigorously. John felt a tingle go down his spine; there was no touch like Brittany's. Against his mind's will, he leaned into the brief massage and sighed as Brittany worked out every single bit of his tension. He groaned when Brittany pulled away and picked her pencil back up.
"Yeah, I missed you too Britt, I always miss you." John told her with his million-dollar smile.
"Cody, that was the most kick ass thing I have ever done! I've never been hot air ballooning before! You have a great dad Cody; he actually took the time to teach you how to do that. " Sienna exclaimed excitedly.
"Yeah I do. I'm glad you had a good time." Cody smiled; his mission was accomplished, to get Sienna's mind off Randy and Melina, even if it was for only a short time.
"At first, I thought I was going to have a panic attack. I can't believe you didn't tell me before we went up into the air. What if I had a fear of heights or something?" Sienna asked with a laugh.
"Uhh… I didn't really think it out that much." Cody admitted with a shrug.
"Gee thanks." Sienna shook her head with a smirk.
"So where to next?" Cody asked.
"I dunno, I hear your stomach growling." Sienna stated laughing as Cody's stomach rumbled again.
"Let's go to, checkers?" Cody asked dying for Checkers french fries.
"Sure, I want a shake." Sienna nodded.
"Why are you making me sit on this stupid towel Orton?" Rebecca asked in annoyance.
"Because I don't want you to get paint on my leather seats." Randy told her laying out the large beach towel over the passenger seat before doing the same to his own seat.
"Whatever bitch." Rebecca huffed before getting into the Hummer.
"You love me though." Randy replied his boyish charm seeping through. He gave her a wink and shut the door before he walked around to the driver's side and got in. Randy's phone vibrated signaling that he had a new text message. Rebecca snatched it off the console and tried to read the text message.
"What's your pass code?" Rebecca asked nosily unable to read the text message without entering the password.
"M-a-d-d-y" Randy told Rebecca who looked at him quizzically.
"Who's that?" Rebecca asked curiously while she entered the code and began reading the text message.
"My baby sister. Speaking of which, we have to pick her up at six thirty from girl scouts." Randy remembered aloud.
"Isn't that a little late for girl scouts to end?" Rebecca asked curiously.
"Well yeah sort of but it's a private school, and she's only six so her school day starts at nine and ends at three o'clock, then they have a child care after school program from three until five which gives kids parents time to pick up their children after work if they aren't involved in activities. Girl scouts starts at five then ends at six thirty, which works out good because our practices end between five and six-ish, so I have time to pick her up." Randy explained.
"Why don't your rents do it?" Rebecca asked feeling sorry for Randy and the responsibility he had on his shoulders.
"Because they are selfish, they adopted her then practically ditch her at the house. They travel, a lot, and when they are home they just do fun things with her, like amusement parks, movies, buy her tons of toys, but they don't really pay attention to her. She's a little girl, but does my mom spend any time with her? Like mother daughter time? No, not at all, the only person who really spends time with her is the fucking nanny, and Maddy can't really understand her because she doesn't speak english." Randy huffed.
"Awww, I'm sorry Rands." Rebecca genuinely did pity Randy, and she sympathized with Maddy, her parents treated her like that, except she wasn't adopted.
"Yeah me too, anyways, Sienna is making Maddy's Halloween costume from scratch for the costume contest competition or whatever the hell it is. I didn't think she would do something like that for someone else, yah know, go out of her way to help another person." Randy admitted with a sigh.
"I know you don't know her that well, and I don't expect you to, but Randy, Sienna is a nice, caring, compassionate, and considerate friend. I mean, if you aren't her friend then you can forget it, but if she cares about someone, even in the slightest bit, she will trip over herself to try to make them happy. You don't see it now, but hopefully you will in the near future." Rebecca stated honestly.
"Yeah, only time will tell. By the way, who was that text message from?" Randy asked turning his head to glance at Rebecca.
Cody sat in his Lincoln Mark LT talking on the phone to Anastacia as he waited for Sienna to leave the fabric store "Michael's" which he felt was across the universe; really it was only a few towns over, but Sienna specifically needed to go to this fabric store, no other would suffice. She came out a few moments later and glared at Cody knowing exactly who he was still on the phone with.
"Alright, I gotta go Ana, I'll see you later tonight. Okay, me too. Bye" Cody ended the call and looked over at Sienna wide eyed. "Jesus woman, how much fabric do you need for a six year old?" Cody asked after he looked at the rolls upon rolls of fabric.
"Well, I'm doing an age appropriate pink, white, and silver lace bodice for the top, pink and white satin layers for the skirt with lace and silver trim. Then I have to make her wings, and her halo too!" Sienna gushed excitedly. Cody rolled his eyes and started the car. "Oh Trish texted me, she and Hunter want us to be at her house at seven." Sienna told Cody who sighed.
"Why?! I want to hang with Ana, I don't want to sit at Trish's fucking house, what the fuck do they want?" Cody groaned.
"I don't know, but we need to go." Sienna shoved Cody, whose head lolled to the side in compliance.
"Alright, just let me stop by my house, I want to see my mom, I haven't seen her all day." Cody, forever the momma's boy mumbled.
By now, Randy and Rebecca had showered, changed their clothes and were now sitting in Rebecca's dining room eating easy mac. "I cannot believe you told her to fuck off Rebecca! Do you know how much shit I am going to hear from her thanks to you?!" Randy snarled through a mouth full of food. "Why do you have to make my life so difficult?" Randy inquired in annoyance. He was referring to the incident that took place earlier in the car ride home from their paint ball activities. Melina had sent Randy a text message which simply said 'Hey Baby, I'm sorry about our fight earlier. You wanna cum over later?', instead of Rebecca letting Randy answer his text message on his phone, Rebecca decided to take matters into her own hands. She couldn't help suppress her evil streak. "FUCK OFF YOU SKANKY CUNT!". Rebecca's response sent Melina into a tirade which sent she and Rebecca into a texting war which Randy was livid to find out about after it happened.
Rebecca smirked and finished chewing her food before full out grinning. "I just couldn't resist, sometimes she really just irks my nerves. Isn't her voice annoying? Even just a little bit? And those horrible extensions! GAWD Randy how do you deal with that? I mean, when you are fucking her, and you pull her hair, doesn't it come out?" Rebecca asked with a laugh as she mocked him.
"You're just as plastic as she is!" Randy defended Melina.
"I don't have breast implants, who gets implants at seventeen? And I don't have hair extensions either! My hair is naturally long, and even if I decided to get extensions, it wouldn't look like a horrible birds nest with a poof gone wrong at the top. All those colors she streaks it with… just disgusting." Rebecca's face scrunched in disgust just thinking about it. "And her make-up is just ugh-".
"Okay Rebecca I don't need a course in cosmetology 101. I think she's fucking hot, I like fucking her, and she's nice to talk to." Randy explained.
"Check, Check, and Check, Sienna is all of those things only ten times infinity better." Rebecca shrugged. Randy glared before snatching her near full bowl and shoveling into his own. Rebecca's cell phone beeped signaling a text message. "We have to be at Trish's at seven, she and Hunter want both of us there." Rebecca informed Randy who burped in satisfaction.
"You got anymore food?"
Brittany was bored out of her mind, she ate half of half of her chicken salad and sipped on her water. Dave was THE most boring jock she had ever met in her life. He was on his second tray of ribs and multi tasking between scarfing those down and annihilating the onion straws. He paused to drink half of his glass of Pepsi before continuing to shovel food into his mouth. To Brittany's surprise he paused, wiped his mouth, and sighed.
"Hey Britt, do you think you and I could-"
"No" Brittany cut him off, she was super smart and he was definitely dumb. With his dim-witted brain, he was either going to ask her two things, to either fuck her or ask her to be his girlfriend.
"No" Brittany shook her head with a sincerely sweet smile.
"Okay can you and I-"
"No." Brittany repeated just as kindly.
"But you won't even-"
"Nuh uh." Brittany shook her head.
"But it will only take a –"
"Are you still mad for-"
"Then why won't you-"
"So this date was pointless?" Dave asked in dismay.
"Uh huh." Brittany nodded with a shrug.
"So you were never going to-"
"Nope." Brittany nodded answering him before he could finish.
"Have you even thought about-"
"Not even just a-"
"Uh uh." Brittany shook her head no.
"Sorry I wasted your time."
"Mm huh." Brittany gave him a closed lip smile.
"Are you going to finish your salad?" Dave asked.
"Nope." Brittany said sliding the plate towards him. Brittany's phone rang and she read the text message. Figuring Dave would receive the same one momentarily she hurriedly stood up not wanting to arrive at Trish's at the same time as Dave. "Deuces." Brittany stood up and left abruptly.
(6:30pm Trish's house)
"YOU ARE THE DUMBEST, MOST IDIOTIC, MOST SELFISH BITCH ON THE FACE OF THE FUCKING EARTH TRISH! AND YES, THIS IS COMMON KNOWLEDGE BUT THIS TIME TRISH! THIS TIME YOU DIDN'T JUST PUT YOURSELF OR YOUR FRIENDS ON THE LINE! NO THIS TIME YOU PUT YOUR BABY FUCKING SISTER! MY FUCKING GIRLFRIEND IN YOUR BULLSHIT!"Jeff screamed crazily at Trish who was leaning on the mantel of the fireplace in the main living room.
"Jeff calm down." Charlie attempted to calm the situation.
"NO I'M NOT GOING TO CALM THE FUCK DOWN! YOU HAVE TO GO ON A FUCKING DATE WITH THAT FUCKING SCUM COPELAND AND ALL I CAN DO IS SIT BACK AND LET IT FUCKING HAPPEN! ALL THANKS TO YOUR FUCKING CUNT FACED SISTER!" Jeff yelled glaring at Trish.
"DON'T FUCKING BLAME ME HARDY! HOW THE FUCK WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE POOR?!" Trish screamed tauntingly. In truth, she was angry with herself, she knew that this was all of her fault. She should have been paying better attention to the situation. Prior to Charlie being bid on, it was Amy's turn, and Matt had fallen off the bidding wagon due to Adam's piggy bank. She should have gone with her intuition instead of her brain. Her brain had written off Matt's loss as though he didn't want to pay ten thousand dollars for a date with Amy not that he couldn't afford it.
"I'M NOT POOR YOU CRUDE BITTER BITCH! BUT I'M SORRY THAT I DON'T HAVE AN ASTRONOMICAL AMOUNT OF MONEY TO JUST THROW AWAY ON A DATE THAT SHOULD BE MINE IN THE FIRST FUCKING PLACE!" Jeff defended himself. His face was turning beet red, and in a minute, he knew he would pop a blood vessel in his eye. "Everyone else you helped, you helped John twice! Once when he bid on Rebecca, and again when he bid on Brittany. You helped Charlie when she bid on me! YOU HELPED CHARLIE WHEN SHE BID ON ORTON! DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING AGAINST ME?! HUH? DO YOU?! YOU JUST THINK YOUR SISTER IS TOO GOOD FOR ME! THAT'S WHAT IT IS STRATUS! YOU DIDN'T CLOSE MY BID ON CHARLIE ON PURPOSE! YOU WANTED ADAM TO WIN!" Jeff thought suspiciously. "ADMIT IT! ADMIT IT YOU CONNIVING BITCH!" Jeff screamed as Charlie cradled her face in her hands and shook her head in exhaustion. This had been going on for the past twenty minutes.
"OH C'MON JEFF! YOU HAVE TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME! I WAS TRYING TO HELP THE AUCTION!" Trish defended herself. Her intentions were definitely not to land Charlie in a date with Adam. However, Jeff was right, she didn't jump to his aid as she did with their other friends.
"BULLSHIT TRISH! THE AUCTION HAD MORE THAN ENOUGH MONEY ALREADY! YOU JUST DON'T WANT ME WITH YOUR SISTER! I CAN'T FUCKING STAND YOU! HOW WAS CHARLIE CURSED WITH SUCH A RUTHLESS SISTER!" Jeff shouted throwing his hands up in exasperation.
"PLEASE! I AM NOT RUTHLESS! AND YOU ARE NO SAINT JEFF HARDY! YOU ARE TURNING MY BABY SISTER INTO SOME DRUGGIE! YOU THINK I DIDN'T NOTICE?! YOU HAVE HER SO CRACKED OUT AFTER AND DURING SCHOOL THAT SHE CAN'T EVEN CHEER AT PRACTICE!" Trish finally let out what had been eating away at her.
"YOU GAVE CHARLIE HER FIRST LINE AT YOUR PARTY YOU LYING SACK OF SHIT!" Jeff screamed angry that Trish was trying to pin Charlie's newly found interest in drugs solely on him. They heard the front door open and close but paid no mind to it, they were too heated in their battle over Charlie.
"YEAH A LINE! I'M NOT HER MAIN SUPPLIER! YOU ARE TRYING TO TURN MY BABY SISTER INTO A CRACKHEAD!" Trish screamed in fury.
"Whoa, what the fuck is going on here?" Hunter asked a scowl on his face.
"LANDED CHARLIE A DATE WITH ADAM"
"IS TURNING MY SISTER INTO A JUNKY!"
The arguing pair screamed at Hunter simultaneously.
Randy and Rebecca picked Maddy up from girl scouts and were on their way back to Randy's house. "Wandy, when is Si coming to help me with my costume?" Maddy asked hopefully from the back seat.
"I believe she is coming this evening, we have a meeting to go to then she will be over. But she won't be there for long because it's a school night." Randy informed Maddy.
"Okie dokie. I'm soooooo escited WANDY!" Maddy clapped her hands.
"So what kind of costume is Sienna making you Maddy?" Rebecca asked with a smile at the little girl's eager anticipation.
"A pink faiwy pwincess!" Maddy informed her proudly.
"That sounds like a fun costume Maddy!" Rebecca's nice side seeped out, unable to resist the little girl's contagious happiness.
(7:05pm The sitting room in Trish's house)
Jeff sat on the end of the sofa with his arms crossed still fuming. Hunter had advised Jeff to 'calm the fuck down', and ordered Trish to 'shut the fuck up'. Charlie sat on the arm of the sofa rubbing Jeff's back. Brittany sat next to Jeff blowing bubbles with her bubblicious bubble gum as she texted wildly on her sidekick 3. Parallel to that sofa was a love seat which sat Amy and Matt who refused to talk to her, let alone allow her to touch him. Adjacent to that sofa, a smaller sofa seated Randy and Rebecca who were heavily engrossed in their own conversation which was something hilarious that the rest of the group was oblivious to.
The doorbell chimed through the house, Trish left the sitting room to get the door. When she came back into the sitting room, she was followed by Brittany, Chris Jericho, and Stephanie McMahon.
"Have any of you talked to Sienna today?" Trish asked impatiently. Everyone shook their head 'no'. Trish sighed in annoyance.
"What about Cody? And where the fuck is John? And that meat head Dave?!" Hunter asked impatiently.
"If we knew, we would have said something." Randy mumbled impatiently.
"What was that Orton?" Hunter asked scowling.
"I said you should start the damn meeting instead of waiting around for those morons." Randy fired back, he never backed down to Hunter, and he wouldn't start now. Especially not now, with the entire group here, he was not Hunter's Bitch.
Hunter started to walk across the living room only to have Trish grab the back of his shirt. "No Randy, we WILL be waiting for those MORONS as you so eloquently put it because Hunter and I will not be repeating ourselves, when we say something, we should only have to say it ONCE, and since we will ONLY be saying this once we would like everyone to be present to hear it straight from our mouth!" Trish's pitch heightened towards the end as her eyes widened only to turn into tiny slits as she finished. Rebecca whispered something to Randy who rolled his eyes and let his head roll back onto the sofa.
Sure enough, moments later the doorbell rang. "COME IN!" Trish shouted leaning on the mantel of the fireplace. Trish looked up to see John Cena walk into the sitting room, followed by Maria Kanellis.
"What the fuck is this shit John?" Trish asked angrily.
"Huh?" John asked confusedly.
"Did I say she was invited?! I specifically said don't bring guests!" Trish barked in annoyance.
"Well she was with me when you sent me the text, I couldn't just ditch her." John argued.
"Trish, I thought we were cool now… With the cookies and everything? I'm a cheerleader, but I'm not invited to this?" Maria asked hurt.
"Aww, boo whoo! Poor Maria." Trish mocked before her expression quickly shifted. "No we are not cool, and the cookies were charity! And I don't care if you are Calvin Fucking Klein! YOU WEREN'T INVITED NOW GET THE FUCK OUT!" Trish screamed.
"Trish, she's my ride, we took her car here." John explained with a sigh.
"It's okay John. Brittany can give you a ride home." Trish told him with a sickeningly sweet smile. John glanced over at Brittany who smiled sweetly and gave him a small wave. "Maria, you've been dismissed." Trish told the sweet as sunshine cheerleader. Maria pouted waiting for John to leave with her, defend her, or say something but nothing came. She pivoted on her heel and stormed out of the house. "AND YOU BETTER NOT SLAM MY DOOR BITCH!" Trish shouted behind her, sure enough the entire group heard Maria ease the door shut gently.
"Have a seat John." Trish gestured next to Brittany. John trudged over and sat down with his arms crossed next to Brittany.
"Cool down, you can see her again later. You know how Trish is." Brittany whispered in John's ear. She rubbed the arm which was closest to her until John relaxed. When she felt the tension leave his body she took his arm and unfolded it from his other and wrapped it around her. She gave John a warm smile which he returned gratefully. She was actually surprised when John took his free hand and intertwined it with hers.
Trish knew that Brittany had a date with Dave earlier this evening, and as much as she wanted to ask Brittany where Dave was, she didn't want to spoil her cuddle with John, so she decided to play dumb when it came to Dave's last whereabouts. The doorbell rang and this time Hunter shouted "COME IN!" Laughter could be heard nearing the room. Sienna and Cody appeared in the doorway of the room their faces spread wide from their grins. Sienna was holding her shopping bags from Michaels in her right hand.
"Where the fuck were you Rhodes?!" Hunter barked.
"His mom made us eat dinner before we could leave. We are sorry Hunter." Sienna pouted knowing if she gave puppy eyes to Hunter he would fold.
"It's okay, don't worry about it." Hunter melted, he swore that Sienna was as sweet as pie. Trish rolled her eyes, she couldn't believe that Sienna was Hunter's weak spot. Sure it was fine that he saw her as his little sister, but don't let it be that obvious.
Cody and Sienna walked over to the sofa which sat Matt and Amy on opposite ends. The pair squeezed in between the quarreling couple and relaxed.
"Now we are just waiting for Dave." Trish stated.
"Fuck Dave, I'm tired of waiting. Let's start." Hunter spat angry with his friend. As soon as Trish opened her mouth to speak the doorbell rang. She rolled her eyes and stomped out of the room. She came back a few moments later with Dave trailing behind her. Dave sat down in a plush arm chair off to the side and relaxed into the cushions.
"Alright. I want to start off with Sienna. YOU HAVE SOME FUCKING NERVE! YOU ORGANIZED THIS STUPID FUNDRAISING EXTRAVAGENZA! MADE ALL OF US WORK OUR ASSES OFF! THEN YOU SET UP THIS STUPID AUCTION! AND YOU AREN'T EVEN HERE TODAY TO SEE IT THROUGH! I DON'T CARE WHAT IS GOING ON IN YOUR PERSONAL LIVES, I DON'T GIVE A FLYING FUCK! THE ONLY THING I CARE ABOUT IS THAT YOU DO WHATEVER YOU HAVE TO DO TO ENSURE THE SCHOOL'S SUCCESS AND PROSPERITY! YOU ARE ALWAYS RAVING ABOUT SPIRIT SIENNA! WELL TODAY YOU EXHIBITED NONE! AND DO YOU WANNA KNOW WHY?! BECAUSE I'LL TELL YOU! YOU EXHIBITED NO SCHOOL SPIRIT BECAUSE YOU WEREN'T EVEN FUCKING THERE!" Trish screamed angrily. "And Rebecca, you may not have been the brains of this whole fundraising operation, but you are just as important as Sienna when it comes to school activities! YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN SCHOOL TODAY AS WELL! AND YOU OWE JOHN A BIG THANKYOU! YOU AND SIENNA OWE JOHN A BIG THANK YOU! Because without John having the good generous, and kind heart that he does, you two would be owing Adam-fucking Copeland a date right now. And worst of all…. You two missed CHEER PRACTICE!" Trish spoke in a venomous tone.
"And Dance" Stephanie mumbled with a scowl.
"And you two assholes. You remember the meeting that Vince had with us as soon as we started school at Titan High? I recall him mentioning something about HIGH EXPECTATIONS! I GUESS IN ORDER FOR US TO LIVE UP TO THAT, IT MEANS ACTUALLY GOING TO PRACTICE! Cody you are the fucking point guard! HOW THE FUCK DO YOU BAIL OUT ON PRACTICE?! DO YOU CARE ABOUT YOUR TEAM?! EVEN A TINY FUCKING BIT!" Hunter shouted. Cody relaxed in into the sofa staring at the cream-colored wall behind Hunter. He looked too comfortable, too poised to be getting scolded. Cody looked like he didn't give a fuck. His feet were stretched out in front of him and his hands were folded behind his head. Hunter sneered at Cody in disgust.
"Hunter we are sorry! I asked Cody to skip school with me today." Sienna stuck up for Cody to the best of her ability. She did feel responsible for Cody's absence in school. She told him that she didn't want to go to school today, she didn't mean he had to stay home with her, but out of the goodness of his heart he did. At Sienna's words Hunter once again softened up. Trish rolled her eyes and elbowed Hunter in the stomach and shifted his head towards Randy.
"Orton, you aren't off the hook here either! YOU'RE THE SHORT STOP! YOU SHOULD BE ONE OF THE LAST PEOPLE TO EVEN THINK ABOUT MISSING PRACTICE!" Hunter barked.
"Chill the fuck out man, it was one practice!" Unlike Cody, Randy mouthed off to Hunter, as usual.
"IF THAT'S THE WAY YOU LOOK AT IT, THEN YOU MIGHT AS WELL LOOK AT IT THAT WAY WHEN YOU LOSE TOO! 'Oh it was just one game!' I bet Morrison has a better outlook on practice attendance than you." Hunter spoke easily with a shrug.
"What the fuck are you trying to say?" Randy asked unwrapping his arm from around Rebecca and sitting forward on the sofa.
"I'm trying to say that maybe Morrison deserves the short stop position more than you." Hunter clarified bluntly.
"THAT PRICK COULD NEVER BE AS GOOD AS ME!" Randy growled. He was getting angry, very angry. The scarlet color crept up the back of his neck and seeped forward to cover his entire face.
"Yeah, but given the chance, he could get there, I mean, the biggest difference between the two of you is, not so much ability, but your priorities." Hunter explained honestly.
"Priorities? You think that dick wad has more priorities than me?! HAH! Yeah Hunter, you go ahead and make Morrison short stop, and see if he's not bailing out on practices to sit in the auditorium to watch Sienna get basket tossed in cheer practice and hoping he gets a peek at something when her skirt flies up." Randy spat heatedly. Hunter's nostrils flared at Randy's inadvertent cheap shot at Sienna.
Sienna rolled her eyes. 'Is he ever going to let it go? He has a girlfriend now, what the fuck is he talking about me for?' Sienna thought to herself. Randy was silenced when Rebecca put her hand on his knee to calm him down.
"Fuck it Orton, I don't care if the baseball team sucks, and when you guys don't make it, I'll make sure everyone knows to blame it on your sorry ass." Hunter gave up trying to instill sense into Randy.
"We'll make it, trust me, we'll make it." Randy assured the room.
"Well, that's pretty much it for the meeting, except for two things, we have decided since we made so much money, we are canceling the carnival and the school barbeque. We already have enough money. We will save the carnival and the barbeque for the next time our funds run short, and the second thing we all need to figure out is, how are we going to use the money in relativity to school policy? Is it for sports, or recreation prom, homecoming winter formal, Christmas ball? senior trips? Junior trips? What? what is it?"
(Twenty minutes later)
The group was unable to come to a decision. Therefore, the resolution was to hold a student council and student representative meeting with Vince and Shane McMahon tomorrow morning. "You ready?" Cody asked Sienna taking his keys out of his pocket.
"Umm… I was supposed to- yah know." Sienna tilted her head in Randy's direction who was across the room talking to Stephanie.
Cody frowned. "I still don't know why you are wasting your time doing anything nice for that asshole, you heard how he blurted out that shit about you and Morrison during the meeting." Cody shook his head.
"It's not for Randy, it's for Maddy. And I don't care what Randy says about me anymore, he'll still find a reason to talk shit about me no matter what Cody." Sienna explained.
"Alright, well, text me while you are there, and call me if you need me." Cody relented.
Brittany, John, and Rebecca were saying goodbye to everyone. Brittany gave Cody a hug and turned around to see Rebecca staring at him with pursed lips. Cody stood there awkwardly before he reached out his hand. 'A handshake? A handshake? This stupid motherfucker wants to shake my fucking hand?! I should spit in it.' "Uhh-.. H- How are you?" Cody asked nervously. Rebecca contemplated. 'Poise, must have poise.' Rebecca scoffed and stormed out of the room to the front door.
"Well that went well." Cody kidded embarrassed.
"Cody.." Brittany spoke.
"Yeah?" He asked hopefully.
"Shutup." Brittany ordered him.
"Yep." Cody nodded in total agreement. Brittany and John walked out of the front door and towards Brittany's car. To Brittany's pleasant surprise, she saw Ken Kennedy pull up into the driveway in his 2008 BMW M3 coupe. A grinning Rebecca climbed in, she and Kennedy shared a passionate kiss before Brittany watched Kennedy whip out of the driveway and take off down the block.
"I'm sorry Cody." Sienna touched his shoulder pitying him.
"Why doesn't anybody like my girlfriend?" Cody wondered aloud.
"I'm not even touching that question Cody." Sienna shook her head and walked off over to Randy who was now talking with Dave.
"Uh Dave?" Sienna looked at him in disgust.
"Urr Yeah?" He asked his palms growing sweaty; he was talking to Sienna, in front of Randy, which was weird, intense, and awkward.
"You have some sauce and crumbs on your mouth." Sienna told him staring at the residue of Jack Daniels rib sauce all over his face complimented by the bread crumbs of the onion straws.
"Oh.. .OH!.." Dave wiped at his mouth before excusing himself and walking away humiliated.
"You are pretty good at getting me all to yourself." Randy told her with a grin.
"Um yeah, actually I was wondering if you were ready to leave so that I can help Maddy with her costume. Is she still even up? It's almost eight." Sienna asked holding up the bag of fabric.
"Uh yeah, she goes to bed at like ten." Randy replied.
"Isn't that a little late for a six year old to be going to bed?" Sienna asked biting her lip.
"That's when she likes going to sleep." Randy shrugged cluelessly.
"Oh… well, let's get going." Sienna nudged Randy toward the door. They walked down Trish's driveway and over to Randy's Hummer. He opened the door for Sienna who climbed up into the truck. Randy got in and started the car, his CD player skipped to the next song "Twisted Transistor" by Korn. Sienna screeched and threw her hands over her ears. Randy lowered the music slightly and sped off down the street.
"Randy… Can we listen to something else? This is killing my ears" Sienna asked ever so nicely. Sienna loved rock music, but she hated Korn.
"No. My Car. My Music." Randy told her bluntly.
"But Cody lets me listen to whatever I want." Sienna reasoned.
"That's because Cody let's you run him around like he's your little bitch, like some fucking lap dog. Well Sienna, I have news for you… I'm not Cody." Randy told her honestly.
"Cody's not my little bitch, and he's not a dog. He's my friend. My best friend." Sienna rebuked.
"Good for you Si." Randy nodded before relaxing back into the seat.
(Back at Trish's house)
By now, everyone had left, now it was just Charlie, Trish, and Jeff sitting in the downstairs living room staring at one another accusatorily.
"Well, what are you going to do to fix this Patricia." Jeff asked cruelly with a sneer.
"Does it look like I can do anything to fix this? DOES IT?!" Trish screamed.
"I DON'T KNOW TRISH! IT KIND OF DOES SINCE THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Jeff yelled back.
"YOU THINK I WANT MY SISTER ON A DATE WITH THAT NASTY PIG!" Trish shouted.
"GUYS STOP! STOP! STOP! STOP! STOP! STOP! Jeff, c'mon, let's get out of here." Charlie told him standing up. She was becoming anxious, her palms were sweaty, and she was tense. Charlie was itching for a line, and she could taste a raspberry Smirnoff on her tongue right now.
"CHARLIE YOU ARE NOT LEAVING THIS HOUSE!" Trish screamed stomping her foot.
"Yes I am." Charlie spat back grabbing her purse.
"I SAID NO CHARLIE! DAMMIT CHARLIE! COME BACK HERE!" Trish screamed running behind her sister who was holding Jeff's hand as they briskly headed towards the front door.
"CHARLOTTE STRATUS I SAID STOP!" Trish ordered her sister and grabbed her arm in an attempt to halt her movements. Charlie was angry, very angry, tired of her sister telling her what to do. She was tired of having to please her sister who inhibited her from living her life on her own terms. Charlie's anger rushed forward when her sister grabbed her. Without hesitation Charlie flung her arm away from Trish who wasn't ready for the physical altercation. Trish was pushed back onto her ass.
"THIS IS YOUR FAULT TRISH! THIS IS YOUR FAULT I'M IN THIS MESS WITH ADAM! I ASKED YOU, NO I PLEADED WITH YOU, NO, I FUCKING BEGGED YOU! I BEGGED YOU NOT TO MAKE ME DO THE AUCTION! YOU FORCED ME TO DO IT! I HOPE YOU ARE HAPPY WITH YOURSELF SIS! For once in your life, you were wrong." Charlie spat before pivoting on her heel and storming out of the house.