"Yo, we finally made it! Hell Yeah!"

It was the first day of Summer Vacation, and Andre Diaz was not about to waste any time. All year long he had been suffering behind the same old wooden desk, with the same boring ass teachers, in the same boring ass school. Thankfully, through hours of cramming and ruthless cheating, he had barely managed to pass all of his classes. He somehow made it through freshman year! Now, it was time to spend the next three months of his life having a great time.

"Fuck yeah!"

The next scream came from the mouth of his lifelong friend, Jon Moxley. Along with his best friend, Jon was ecstatic about the upcoming three months. If Andre hated school, the Jon absolutely LOATHED it. Jon was the resident class clown. He would literally do anything to get out of doing work. At least Dre tried. Jon would actually pay his classmates to do his work for him so he could go goof off and do whatever crazy thing that was on his mind. Once, in the middle of Biology, when the teacher left the room for few minutes to go talk to another teacher about something, Mox had the bright idea of pissing in the teachers coffee cup. That didn't turn out well at all. The teacher eventually find out what had happened and Jon was suspended for two weeks. When he served his suspension and came back, Biology class was the most awkward thing ever. Jon never said a word and whenever he raised his hand to answer a question or ask to go to the bathroom, the teacher would stare at him for like 30 seconds and then call on another student. Mox prayed to every single deity out there that he didn't have the same teacher in sophomore year.

He and Andre met when they were both about 7 years old. They were both new to the elementary school they were in so they decided to stick two kids shared mutual interest in various activities such as Basketball, Football, and most of all, Professional Wrestling. At first, they were all about WWE. They would spend hours at each other's houses talking about how scary The Undertaker was and how great John Cena was the best wrestler ever. They envisioned themselves as the greatest tag team ever. Jon even came up with a name for the team. You're gonna love this, too. The name Jon came up with, was JonDre. How great was that? Bad names aside, wrestling was a big part of their lives and still is to this day.

Along with his close relationship with Andre, he also had an almost unhealthy obsession with this chick in their homeroom named Becky Lynch. She was a foreign exchange student who came in the middle of the year from Ireland. From the moment she introduced herself, Mox was hooked. For a while, Becky was the only thing that Jon would ever talk about. Yet, when it came to actually interacting with the girl, the most he would do was wave or say hello to her. Other than that, Jon said jack shit! Dre wasn't really into all the mushy love stuff. He did date a girl called Alicia a while back, but that didn't last long. He found her making out with some random dude behind the school and broke it off right there on the spot. He decided to just stay completely focused on trying to pass his first year in high school and suffice to say, it paid off.

"Bro, what do you want to do?" Andre asked his best friend.

"I wanna beat the shit out of you in WWE 2K16." Jon replied with confidence.

"Ain't no way in hell you beatin' me again. I'm getting my revenge, dickface!'

"Well, what are we waiting for? My place or yours?" Jon asked.

"Let's go to your house. It's closer and I can't wait to kill you."

"Keep dreaming, stupid."

The two best friends were about to get on their bikes and head to Dre's house when they heard a female voice call out to them.

"Guys, wait up!"

They turned around saw one of their closest friends in the school, Sasha Banks.

"Yo, what's up Sasha?" Dre asked.

"I just needed to tell both of you something real quick."

"Well, what is it?" Jon asked impatiently.

"You know The Bellas?"

"Kind of, they're the principal's daughters in law, right?" Jon asked.

"Yeah, that's them. Well, they told me that they have huge crushes on you two and want to go out with you next weekend."

Jon laughed.

"Why did you bother to tell us that? You already know who I got my eye on, and Andre still hasn't shown interest in any girls since Alicia. What makes you think he's gonna date some chick he barely knows. Plus, you haven't even told us which twin likes who."

"Brie likes you, and Nikki likes Dre."

"Look, it doesn't matter. The point is, we're not interested."

"You may not be interested, but Dre hasn't even said a word on the subject. What about you, Andre?"

"Eh, why not?"

"Wait, what?" Jon asked perplexed.

"Why not? Jon, we can't just play video games and watch wrestling all summer. This could be fun. Also, it's not like you've made any headway with Becky. All you do is stare at her from afar, like a pedophile."

"That's not true. I wave at her sometimes."

"Alright, it's settled. Sasha, tell those two that we're on for next weekend."

"But I barely know this Brie chick. What if she turns out to be a prick?"

"And what if she turns out to be a sweetheart? Dude, we're going."

"But I don't want to, man."

"You know, on second thought, I couldn't be more excited! Sign me up, Banks!"