Title: I hate everything about you
author: me
rating: lets say pg. 13 for now
disclaimer: I own nothing except for the lovely characters that came from my totally awesomely wicked mind. Other characters came form their respective owners/creators, and all the other people and our places mentioned here are not owned by me, their either owned by themselves or the WWE owns them.
Distribution: ya want it? Ask. If you're lucky, I might say yes
AUTHORS NOTE: KEEP IN MIND THIS IS A BRAND NEW FIC FROM ME, SO IF YA DONT LIKE IT, THEN LET ME KNOW. IF YOU DO LIKE IT THOUGH, LET ME KNOW. LOL. CLIQUE IS STILL IN WWE, ROSTER SPLIT HASNT HAPPENED YET, AND EVOLUTION IS TOGETHER. AND TRY AND REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED IN ROYAL RULET, CAUSE THAT PLAYS A PART WHEN KING AND J.R. ARE ANOUNCING. HINT, IT DEALS WITH FERNANDO,REMEMBER HIM? LOL ALSO JR AND KING ARE GOING TO BE THE ONLY ANNOUNCERS, AND THE ONLY PEOPLE I OWN AT THE MOMENT, IS AMANDA/CERENITY/KALAYLA (they're all the same person.) I WILL OWN MORE PEOPLE LATER ON, BUT NOT RIGHT NOW, AND LINDSAY/ EMERTX (again, same person) IS OWNED BY HER OWNER. ENJOY! .
KNOCK KNOCK
"Come in. Hello Randy, take a seat." said Vince McMahon, as Randy Orton entered his office.
"You wanted to see me?"
"Yes, there's a new diva here in the WWE, and I would like for you to show her around and stuff."
"Okay, I can do that." said Randy some what excitedly, thinking of what the new diva looked like. "What's her name?"
"Ama-"
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"That must be her now." said Vince. "Come in."
"Hello Mr. McMahon."
"Hello. Amanda, I would like for you to meet someone. Amanda this is Randy, Randy this is Amanda." introduced Vince as Randy stood up and turned around to face her.
"You!" he snarled.
"And you!" she cried.
"Well I see you two have met each other." said Vince looking at the two.
"Unfortunately."
"Good!" he exclaimed. "Randy, show Amanda all the stuff, like her locker room and introduce her to everyone, including the storywritters.
"Fine." he growled through clenched teeth. "C'mon." he said, grabbing her wrist, pulling her out of the office down the hall. When they were far enough from the office, he stopped, flinging her in front of him. "What are you doing here?" he asked harshly.
"Well you would know if you ever came home once in awhile." shot Amanda, causing pain to flash through his eyes, but was quickly replaced by anger.
"Well maybe if you weren't such a bitch when I tried to hel-"
"I don't need help!" shouted Amanda. "What the hell are you doing here?" she asked changing the subjects.
"Well, if you didn't lock yourself away from the world, maybe you would had known that I work here!" This time Amanda showed hurt, but before she could say anything, she was interrupted by two new voices.
"Who's doin' all that yellin'?" asked a voice from behind the corner.
"I don't know, sounds like Randy and some chic." said another voice as the two voices rounded the corner and came up to Amanda and Randy.
"Hey Randy, what's goin on?" asked the first voice.
"Hey Lindsay, hey Paul.." he said addressing the two voices. "Nothin much jus-"
"Oh go to hell Randy! There's no freakin reason to lie!" shouted Amanda.
"Trust me sweetheart, I wish I could go. It'd be a lot better than here." he shot back sarcastically.
"Do NOT call me sweetheart. Don't call me Manda, Mandy, Amy, Manda Panda, baby, babe, or anyother damn name that used to call me! My name is Amanda. U-man-duh. A-M-A-N-D-A! she pronounced and spelled for him.
"Cerenity?" questioned Lindsay.
"Yeah, Emertx?" questioned Amanda.
"Yup, yup." replied Lindsay.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." they screamed as they got into a big hug.
"How are you chicadude?" asked Amanda.
"Fine, how are you.?"
"Okay I guess." Amanda laughed.
"Girl, do me a favor."
"Yeah?"
"Tell me what the hell are you wearing?" laughed Lindsay as Randy and Paul just stood there watching them. Okay, Randy was watching Amanda and Paul was watching the heat between Amanda and Randy, either way, there was some watching action goin on.
"This?" asked Amanda. "It's one of my newest, straight from Amanda Land." she smiled looking down at herself. "First we have the above the knee, black and white checkered, six inch, lace up, stiletto boots." she said pointing to her boots. "Then we have the white jean mini skirt and leather checkered corset. And the black tie with the white and black checkered cowboy hat. But non of it would be complete without the hair." she said pointing to her blonde, pink, and black hair.
"Nice." said Lindsay
"Thanks." smiled Amanda
"Oh yeah, Amanda this is Paul, obviously." said Lindsay.
"Hi." he said.
"Hi."
"Hey Ceren, do you need us to show you around or anything?" asked Lindsay.
"Yeah, th-"
"No!" yelled Randy.
"Excuse me?! I think I can answer for myself." shouted Amanda before trying to answer her best internet friend Emertx. "It'd be cool for you to show me- ahh!" cried Amanda as Randy picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. "Put me down!" NOW! Randy! Put me down this instant!" shouted Amanda as she flailed around on Randy's shoulder while they walked down the corridors. About five minutes later they came to a stop in front of a door, and Randy put her down while she scoffed. "Where are we?" he said nothing but just opened the door, to show a bunch of people at a big long table, obviously having a meeting.
"Sorry to interrupt. This is Amanda, the new diva. Vince told me to bring her here." said Randy.
"Okay." said one guy. "We're just thinking up a way to introduce her to the fans tonight."
"Why not just have her get the crap beaten out of her, and have someone rescue her, you know, like a damsel in distress." said Randy with pleasure in his eyes. What better way to get Amanda pissed then have someone help her? Very independent and stubborn people like Amanda hate that, so why not use it against her?
"We'll think about it." said the guy, noting the pleasure in Randys eyes, and anger in Amandas.
"What the hell is your freakin problem, you damn idiot?!" yelled Amanda, as they left that room and went to her locker room.
"Last time I checked, I didn't have a problem." he smirked
"Stupid ass hole , I cant believe you!"
"What?" he asked playing innocent.
"Oh, you know, like a damsel in distress." she said mimicking him.
He ignored her and said, "Here's the girls locker room. Knock yourself out, literally.
"Why do I hate you so much?" she asked above a whisper. When he said nothing, she turned around and walked in the door.
"Why do I love you so much?" he asked as soon as the door shut and she disappeared.
END OF CHAPTER ONE. TELL ME IF YOU LIKE IT, HATE IT, WHAT? I NEED TO KNOW SO I CAN CONTINUE OR NON CONTINUE, DEEPENDING ON WHAT YOU THINK, SO LET ME KNOW! LOL.
KISS! KISS! ~Amanda~ KISS! KISS!
rating: lets say pg. 13 for now
disclaimer: I own nothing except for the lovely characters that came from my totally awesomely wicked mind. Other characters came form their respective owners/creators, and all the other people and our places mentioned here are not owned by me, their either owned by themselves or the WWE owns them.
Distribution: ya want it? Ask. If you're lucky, I might say yes
AUTHORS NOTE: KEEP IN MIND THIS IS A BRAND NEW FIC FROM ME, SO IF YA DONT LIKE IT, THEN LET ME KNOW. IF YOU DO LIKE IT THOUGH, LET ME KNOW. LOL. CLIQUE IS STILL IN WWE, ROSTER SPLIT HASNT HAPPENED YET, AND EVOLUTION IS TOGETHER. AND TRY AND REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED IN ROYAL RULET, CAUSE THAT PLAYS A PART WHEN KING AND J.R. ARE ANOUNCING. HINT, IT DEALS WITH FERNANDO,REMEMBER HIM? LOL ALSO JR AND KING ARE GOING TO BE THE ONLY ANNOUNCERS, AND THE ONLY PEOPLE I OWN AT THE MOMENT, IS AMANDA/CERENITY/KALAYLA (they're all the same person.) I WILL OWN MORE PEOPLE LATER ON, BUT NOT RIGHT NOW, AND LINDSAY/ EMERTX (again, same person) IS OWNED BY HER OWNER. ENJOY! .
KNOCK KNOCK
"Come in. Hello Randy, take a seat." said Vince McMahon, as Randy Orton entered his office.
"You wanted to see me?"
"Yes, there's a new diva here in the WWE, and I would like for you to show her around and stuff."
"Okay, I can do that." said Randy some what excitedly, thinking of what the new diva looked like. "What's her name?"
"Ama-"
KNOCK KNOCK
"That must be her now." said Vince. "Come in."
"Hello Mr. McMahon."
"Hello. Amanda, I would like for you to meet someone. Amanda this is Randy, Randy this is Amanda." introduced Vince as Randy stood up and turned around to face her.
"You!" he snarled.
"And you!" she cried.
"Well I see you two have met each other." said Vince looking at the two.
"Unfortunately."
"Good!" he exclaimed. "Randy, show Amanda all the stuff, like her locker room and introduce her to everyone, including the storywritters.
"Fine." he growled through clenched teeth. "C'mon." he said, grabbing her wrist, pulling her out of the office down the hall. When they were far enough from the office, he stopped, flinging her in front of him. "What are you doing here?" he asked harshly.
"Well you would know if you ever came home once in awhile." shot Amanda, causing pain to flash through his eyes, but was quickly replaced by anger.
"Well maybe if you weren't such a bitch when I tried to hel-"
"I don't need help!" shouted Amanda. "What the hell are you doing here?" she asked changing the subjects.
"Well, if you didn't lock yourself away from the world, maybe you would had known that I work here!" This time Amanda showed hurt, but before she could say anything, she was interrupted by two new voices.
"Who's doin' all that yellin'?" asked a voice from behind the corner.
"I don't know, sounds like Randy and some chic." said another voice as the two voices rounded the corner and came up to Amanda and Randy.
"Hey Randy, what's goin on?" asked the first voice.
"Hey Lindsay, hey Paul.." he said addressing the two voices. "Nothin much jus-"
"Oh go to hell Randy! There's no freakin reason to lie!" shouted Amanda.
"Trust me sweetheart, I wish I could go. It'd be a lot better than here." he shot back sarcastically.
"Do NOT call me sweetheart. Don't call me Manda, Mandy, Amy, Manda Panda, baby, babe, or anyother damn name that used to call me! My name is Amanda. U-man-duh. A-M-A-N-D-A! she pronounced and spelled for him.
"Cerenity?" questioned Lindsay.
"Yeah, Emertx?" questioned Amanda.
"Yup, yup." replied Lindsay.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." they screamed as they got into a big hug.
"How are you chicadude?" asked Amanda.
"Fine, how are you.?"
"Okay I guess." Amanda laughed.
"Girl, do me a favor."
"Yeah?"
"Tell me what the hell are you wearing?" laughed Lindsay as Randy and Paul just stood there watching them. Okay, Randy was watching Amanda and Paul was watching the heat between Amanda and Randy, either way, there was some watching action goin on.
"This?" asked Amanda. "It's one of my newest, straight from Amanda Land." she smiled looking down at herself. "First we have the above the knee, black and white checkered, six inch, lace up, stiletto boots." she said pointing to her boots. "Then we have the white jean mini skirt and leather checkered corset. And the black tie with the white and black checkered cowboy hat. But non of it would be complete without the hair." she said pointing to her blonde, pink, and black hair.
"Nice." said Lindsay
"Thanks." smiled Amanda
"Oh yeah, Amanda this is Paul, obviously." said Lindsay.
"Hi." he said.
"Hi."
"Hey Ceren, do you need us to show you around or anything?" asked Lindsay.
"Yeah, th-"
"No!" yelled Randy.
"Excuse me?! I think I can answer for myself." shouted Amanda before trying to answer her best internet friend Emertx. "It'd be cool for you to show me- ahh!" cried Amanda as Randy picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. "Put me down!" NOW! Randy! Put me down this instant!" shouted Amanda as she flailed around on Randy's shoulder while they walked down the corridors. About five minutes later they came to a stop in front of a door, and Randy put her down while she scoffed. "Where are we?" he said nothing but just opened the door, to show a bunch of people at a big long table, obviously having a meeting.
"Sorry to interrupt. This is Amanda, the new diva. Vince told me to bring her here." said Randy.
"Okay." said one guy. "We're just thinking up a way to introduce her to the fans tonight."
"Why not just have her get the crap beaten out of her, and have someone rescue her, you know, like a damsel in distress." said Randy with pleasure in his eyes. What better way to get Amanda pissed then have someone help her? Very independent and stubborn people like Amanda hate that, so why not use it against her?
"We'll think about it." said the guy, noting the pleasure in Randys eyes, and anger in Amandas.
"What the hell is your freakin problem, you damn idiot?!" yelled Amanda, as they left that room and went to her locker room.
"Last time I checked, I didn't have a problem." he smirked
"Stupid ass hole , I cant believe you!"
"What?" he asked playing innocent.
"Oh, you know, like a damsel in distress." she said mimicking him.
He ignored her and said, "Here's the girls locker room. Knock yourself out, literally.
"Why do I hate you so much?" she asked above a whisper. When he said nothing, she turned around and walked in the door.
"Why do I love you so much?" he asked as soon as the door shut and she disappeared.
END OF CHAPTER ONE. TELL ME IF YOU LIKE IT, HATE IT, WHAT? I NEED TO KNOW SO I CAN CONTINUE OR NON CONTINUE, DEEPENDING ON WHAT YOU THINK, SO LET ME KNOW! LOL.
KISS! KISS! ~Amanda~ KISS! KISS!