WWE Academy

Chapter 63

Noelle's POV

I was finally going to the Academy today. My dad had convinced me to go with him for one day. I was a creative writer and according to my dad, they needed a few more of those.

"Noelle, time to go," my dad told me that morning.

I nodded and we left to go. Living in Orlando was great. It was sunny and I could wear shorts all the time.

"Mick, who is this?" Shane asked.

I looked at him. "I'm Noelle, his daughter."

He shook my hand and gave me a schedule. I had my normal classes, then creative writing at the end of the day. I was coming really late in the year, and I should've just waited until next year, but dad thought it would be good for me this year. And I was excited to see what was in store for Wrestlemania.

Suddenly, a girl with dark hair approached me. "Hi, I'm Cathy Kelley, you must be Noelle?"

"I am."

"Great, I'll be your tour guide for the day, I'm also on the Creative Writing Team."

I nodded and she led me down the hall. I waved bye to my dad as we walked to her locker.

"Sorry, I need my Chem book, do you know where your locker is?" She asked as she pulled out the book.

"Yeah, mine's down the hall," I told her.

Suddenly, I saw Tom Phillips come walking down the hall. I knew him from when I was with Corey. Corey Graves was my boyfriend and we had been dating for awhile.

"Hey, Cathy," he said to her and she jumped a little.

"Oh, hey Tom," she sounded flustered.

"How's that story line coming, you know the one you've been working on?"

Her eyes opened wide. "How'd you know about my story line?"

He smiled. "Corey may have told me." Then, he noticed me.

"Noelle, right?"

I nodded.

"Are you and Corey still together?"

"Yep."

He walked away after that. Cathy let out a sigh and put her head in her locker.

"Cathy, can I ask what that was about?"

She looked at me. "I've had a crush on Tom for a long time, but I get flustered every time he comes around me."

I smiled and gave her a hug. "Cathy, I can assure you that Tom likes you, I mean, did you see the way he just looked at you?"

She smiled. "Yeah, but if I can't even talk to him, how are we going to have any sort of relationship?"

"Just start with small talk, it doesn't have to be anything too deep."

She grabbed her books. "But, you and Corey? Really?"

I looked at her. "Yes, and we have been for awhile."

She shrugged and then she proceeded to show me where all the classes were. But, my favorite had to be Creative Writing with Batista.

"Alright, so today we're creating some storylines for WrestleMania!"

I beamed at that statement. WrestleMania was this school's end of the year thing, it was their last thing that the students competed in, except for SummerSlam, which was a summer thing where if you signed up at the end of the year, you were guaranteed a spot at the summer thing.

"So, since we only know of one match for Mania so far, which is Goldberg against Brock, how do you guys think that's going to play out?" He asked writing on the board.

Cathy raised her hand and he called on her. "Well, I really think that Brock Lesnar has a good chance at winning, because he got humiliated at Survivor Series, and got eliminated by Goldberg in the Royal Rumble."

Batista nodded. "That's a very good prediction."

The bell rang and then we were all dismissed. I got in my car and drove to the dorms. I was Cathy's roommate, so that was good.

Dean's POV

Okay, I was sick of Driver's Ed. It basicslly got you a discount on your insurance, and it was nice that our school offered it, but it was a pain. Mr. Mysterio was our teacher and he would not let you drive over twenty miles an hour. Like you could be going down hill, and if you sped up the slightest bit, he'd slam his brake.

And the worst part of all this was, I already drove. I had my license, and I had a car, but I needed to lower my insurance, and this was the only way to do it.

AJ was my driving buddy, and heaven help me. I wasn't going to make it in this car alone with him and Mr. Mysterio.

"Dean, you are driving so slow," AJ said from the back of the car.

"Why don't you tell Mr. Mysterio that, considering he's the one who won't take his foot off the brake!" I said frustrated.

"Mr. Ambrose, keep focus on the road," Rey told me.

I rolled my eyes and drove to where he told me. We just drove around Orlando, and when you were about halfway, you switched with your buddy. I was so happy when I got to switch with AJ.

"Can I change the radio station?" AJ asked. I guess he wasn't a fan of heavy metal.

Usually, Mr. Mysterio didn't let you change the radio station, because he had a particular taste, and I always blocked it out. But, I guess AJ was different. He was allowed to change the station.

He chose country and I wanted to jump out of the car. Country was my least favorite genre of music. When we got back to the school, I had gym next, which I wasn't excited for. I just didn't feel doing gym today.

"So, how was Driver's Ed?" Roman smirked at me.

"Shut up, Roman."

We all sat in the gym and waited for Mr. Angle to show up. He was usually a few minutes late, but today the tardy bell rang and he still wasn't in class.

"Kids!" Braun yelled across the gym.

"This is just wonderful," Sami said sarcastically.

Seth piped up. "Hey Samoa, I found your new opponent, right there."

He turned around. "No."

Seth crossed his arms and then Sami turned around. "I think that Samoa should totally go against him."

Sami had hated Samoa ever since he attacked him a few weeks ago after gym. Sami was just minding his own business, and then out of nowhere, Samoa came out and attacked him from behind.

"FOLEY, I WANT COMPETITION!" Braun yelled as Mick walked into the gym.

"You're going to have competition come next week!" Seth yelled.

We all looked at him.

"Really, because I am the best, and your little pal Roman Reigns doesn't stand a chance against Braun Strowman!" He yelled putting his hands up.

Roman ran down the bleachers, jumped off of them and then speared Braun.

"Haha Braun," Kevin smirked.

"Roman, get back up here!" Seth yelled.

"That was phenomenal," AJ clapped.

Roman went to the office with Mick and I hoped that he hadn't gotten himself into too much trouble.

Roman always took action before he thought about it, and that's what got him in trouble. Braun was still on the ground, and I wondered what we were going to do for the rest of the class.