Title: I'm not in love
Author: Jami Lynn 
Chapter: 1
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. Wanna try and take us, come on...give it a try! The song belongs to Tori Amos. And the address to the stories is at the bottom of this email. 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: Both Adam and Jeff have found Tasha to be a true vixen. 
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee! I have been suffocating lately....so please, send in the feedback.
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Tasha was up early the next morning. She hadn't slept much the night before, not becuase she was hurt over what Adam and Jeff had said to her. It was more like, she had been in deep thought. Figuring out her game plan. Her first plan of action was to let Adam and Jeff both know where she truly stood. 

***

I'm not in love, so don't forget it
It's just a silly phase I'm going through
And just because I call you up
Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got it made
***

Tasha found both guys sitting in the hotel lobby, like she had asked them to be. She easily strode over to them, like they were meeting as casual friends. "Why did you call this little meeting Tasha?" Adam asked, narrowing his eyes at her. 

"Oh Adam, you afraid your little Jami will see you down here, in the presence of little ole me?" Tasha coo'd. "Knock it off Tasha. What do you want?" Jeff broke in, looking tired. 

"There is a reason I asked you two to meet me here. I decided that we should set the record straight. You both claim that I have played you. And I just wanted to tell you that....well, you are right." Tasha spat at, smiling at the same time.

***

I'm not in love, no no, it's because
I like to see you, but then again
THat doesn't mean you mean that much to me
So if I call you, don't make a fuss
Don't tell your friends about the two of us.

***

"Tasha, that isn't anything that is news to us." Adam pointed out. Tasha leered at him for a moment. "yes, but see. You both seem to think something that really, isn't right. You both told me that you knew that I thought I cared about you. Well, you were wrong. I never did care about either of you. You see, I never thought I loved either of you. I was just playing around. Having fun. Biding my time." Tasha smiled. 

"What?" Jeff asked, a little unsure of what she was meaning. "Jeff, baby, you see, I can play the innocent, broken hearted, little girl, as well as your ex can. See, I used Adam to make a name for myself backstage the WWF events. And, Jeff, I used you to break that little tramps heart. You were so happy together. It was sick. And I knew that Adam had a thing for her, as well as her for him. And, I just happened to ruin everything she had." Tasha said, looking very proud of herself. 

"Now, I'll talk to you later boys, I have to go and meet up with my 'friend'." Tasha said, using her fingers to make quotation marks around the word friend, before she turned on her heel and left. 

***

I'm not in love, no no, it's becuase
I keep your picture on the wall
It hides a nasty stain that's lying there
So don't you ask me to give it back
I know you know it doesn't mean that much to me
I'm not in love, no no, it's because
Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me
Ooh, you'll wait a long time
I'm not in love, I'm not in love

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