Title: Even Angels Fall
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 2
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I
did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. But I do own Jami, for she is me.
Tasha owns herself. (Heaven help the person who tries to claim he/she owns
either of us). And I use the wrestlers
wrestling names in the story, JUST DEAL WIT IT! And don't bother suing me...all
you'd get is a half eaten ham sandwich and a bag of chips from 2 years ago.
Distribution: Ask me if you can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's a PG-13
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad
either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't know
yet *L*.
Summary: New Story
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee!
Email: [email protected]
Jaylynn smiled to herself as she walked
through the hallways of the arena Monday night. Fans were already streaming in,
turning the volume up a few notches. "Jaylynn, can I speak to you?" CharLee
asked from where she was leaning against a wall.
Jaylynn apprehensively approached her. "Listen, I'm sorry. I should have
listened to you when you tried to explain that nothing was going on with you and
Paulie." CharLee said. "Okay, how much is Shane McMahon paying y'all?" Jaylynn
asked.
"Huh?" CharLee looked at her, confused. "I find it kind of odd that Jeff Hardy,
Shane Helms, and you all apologize to me when none of you could stand me a few
days ago." Jaylynn explained.
"Well, he didn't pay me anything." CharLee said. Jaylynn eyed her warily. "What
changed your mind then?" CharLee blushed guiltily. "I had a talk with Paulie,
Stephanie and Shane McMahon." she admitted.
"I would never hurt a friend by going after their man." Jaylynn spoke. "I know,
I fee horribly about accusing you of that. Can you please forgive me?" CharLee
asked. "Sure." Jaylynn smiled, hugging her friend.
***
Angel walked hand in hand with Shannon Moore backstage as a camera followed
them. "You need to stand up to her. Show her that she can't control you."
Shannon told her. "But she's my sister! My flesh and blood. She's closer to me
than anyone else in the world." Angel told him.
"Closer than me?" Shannon asked with a grin. Angel blushed, "You're close to me
in a different way." Angel informed him. Neither of them noticed Sinful lurking
in the shadows, listening.
***
Jaylynn tapped her pen against her front teeth, deep in thought. She was in the
women's locker room making a list of things she needed to buy. Kali grabbed the
pen out of her hand. "Are you trying to drive me crazy?" she asked. "Oops,
sorry. Didn't realize I was doing that." Jaylynn laughed.
Kali sat next to her and checked out the notebook on her lap. "What are you
doing?" Kali asked. "Making a list of thing to buy to turn Shane's place into
something other than a bachelor pad." Jaylynn said.
"is it that bad?" Kali asked. "well, his bedroom bookcase has every sports video
ever made. Hidden behind those are his tapes like, 'Tales of Bondage Volumes
1-6'." Jaylynn made a face.
"I think those are required 'recreational' videos. Shannon has his hidden in the
closet. Like I won't eventually find them." Kali nodded. "Oh, and then he has
the Playboy issues with Sable and Chyna in them. 'For Research' he says.
Research my ass." Jaylynn rolled her eyes.
"Does he have that one 'Divas Undressed' DVD?" Kali asked. "Oh God yes. And you
know what? He wants to do a new one because of all the new Diva's that have been
added." Jaylynn giggled.
Kali choked, "You're kidding. Just what I don't need...half the world staring at
my ass." Kali and Jaylynn moved out of the locker room and walked down the
hallway. "What we need is a Guy's Undressed video." Kali said.
"Ohmigod, can you see Big Show prancin' around trying to win the golden thong
award?" Jaylynn giggled. "Or Jeff Hardy trying to look seductive with a sucker?"
Kali giggled.
Both girls errupted in laughter. "What so funny?" Paul Wight asked them as they
passed him. "Nothing." They chimed before errupting into another fit of
laughter.
Chapter 3