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  <title>I Never Thought I'd Be Able to Love. When He Came Along, I Knew I Was Wrong.</title>
  <subtitle>Love is a Crazy Thing You See. Few Understand It. Many Underestimate It.</subtitle>
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    <name>Lola</name>
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    <title>Part Nineteen</title>
    <published>2009-10-19T19:28:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-19T19:40:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Title: Unexpected Love&lt;br /&gt;Author: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_nygfangirl4life' lj:user='nygfangirl4life' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;nygfangirl4life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, or Lola&lt;br /&gt;Rating: R for language. I have a bit of a filthy mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter: 19/? It really isnt chaptered so I'll just wing it along the way.&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Implied: Joe Jonas/OFC 1, Nick Jonas/OFC 2, and Jeff Hardy/OFC 1. Main later on: Bam Margera/OFC 1&lt;br /&gt;A/N: I understand that the lead character (or OFC 1) and myself share the same name. No, she is not me. I just find it easier to write using my own name. This story is also a little weird with the ages. Nick is 18. Joe is 21. Kevin is 23. Bam is 23. Jeff is 23. Lola is 22. Jennifer is 16. To clear the air with an upcoming chapter Lola's birthday is in August, eerily on the 20th. The story takes place in July. Time frames will be given. Mary is Lola and Jennifer's mother. Bob is their father. &lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I own only the plot, Lola, Mary, Bob and Jennifer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Week Later (Nick's Birthday Party)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer and Joe both sent an invite to Bam and Lola for Nick's birthday. Both felt horrible for the way Nick had been treating Lola. Jennifer knew that Lola and Bam would come out of respect more for Jennifer and Joe than out of repsect for Nick. According Bam, and also Jennifer, Lola suffered a mental breakdown combined with a nervous breakdown after her match for some time off. She was just gettiing over everything by the time Nick's birthday rolled around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At the Party*&lt;br /&gt;Everyone noticed that Lola waas not quite her normal self. Her appearance had changed. She was freshly showered as she always was, but it was how she was dressed. Her hair was straightened, as always as Lola never left the house without straightening her hair. Instead of her usual white t-shirt, leather capri, and stillettos, Lola was dressed in a black skull shirt, black leather pants with thick chains on them, and thick high-heeled boots. Her make up was odd as well. Lola paled herself out, put on dark black eyeshadow and eyeliner, and she topped off her make up with black lipstick. Also, in addition to her tongue stud and many ear piercings, Lola put her lip, nose, and eyebrow rings in. Her nails were painted black and tipped with white to complete her odd new look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How are you feeling, hun?" Denise asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola looked at the ground, and Denise had her answer. Denise pulled Lola in for a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for it being interrupted. I just hit major writer's block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Cast of Characters</title>
    <published>2009-07-30T18:34:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-19T01:28:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had this idea and Now I'm following through in it. Lol. Under the cut is the cast of characters with pic. The cast includes every characters, even the minor ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bam Magera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://onlinetalent.com/artist/celebrities/images/bam-Margera-Posters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy aka Lita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jessicaalba.stopklatka.pl/images/lita.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.bebo.com/app-image/7925345076/5411656627/PROFILE/i.quizzaz.com/img/q/u/08/05/30/prettyness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Cena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/j/john_cena-11885.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Hardy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/3700000/Jeff-Hardy-wwe-3793738-310-383.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Hardy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://content2.myyearbook.com/zenhex/images/quiz20/97122/97122_res4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Extreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h314/cenas_babygurl_05/hardys114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince McMahon aka Mr. McMahon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wrestlerbiographies.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/mcmahon-vince.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie McMahon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.dailyradar.com/media/uploads/ballhype/story_large/2009/01/06/sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane McMahon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00388/Shane_McMahon_388617a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CM Punk aka Phil Brooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/60/Punk_Tag_Champ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trish Stratus aka just Trish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.askmen.com/imagesmodel/2001_dec/trish_stratus/trish_stratus_150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Copeland aka Edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://famous-relationships.topsynergy.com/!photos/Adam_Copeland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy Orton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/c9/a/AAAAAq_PORcAAAAAAMmgug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rey Mysterio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache5.art.com/p/LRG/10/1069/B7RL000Z/rey-mysterio-143--blue-and-black-background-%C2%A9photofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Jonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://imstars.aufeminin.com/stars/fan/joe-jonas/joe-jonas-20080922-457213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Jonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/250/3/Nick_Jonas.0.0.0x0.311x412.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Jonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media-cdn/jj1/headlines/2008/11/kevin-jonas-bday-msg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April and Phil Margera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mtv.com/onair/bams_unholy_union/assets/flipbooks/cast/additional_cast/APE_PHIL281x211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon Novak aka just Novak or Nudie Novak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/user_images/E/EZ/EZI/EZIKIALjackass/1209963686_uresnovak3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://scenario1234.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/.pond/raabh.jpg.w300h225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don Vito&lt;br /&gt;just google him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Dunn aka just Dunn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.extremeduudsonit.com/b/kuvat/amerikka/ryandunn_iso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.realitytvscoop.com/files/steve-o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee-man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/Q/d/N/jackass2prem8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Pontius aka just Pontius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.chrispontius.net/images/Chris-Pontius-Picture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Knoxville akak just Knoxville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mediabistro.com/prnewser/original/johnny_knoxville1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola is based off of this pic of Amy aka Lita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/nygfangirl4life/pic/00001d0w/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/nygfangirl4life/pic/00001d0w/s320x240" width="163" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer is based off of this picture of Demi Lovato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://khairilhusni.blogmas.com/files/2008/12/demi-lovato.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Another Announcement</title>
    <published>2009-07-30T17:25:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-28T16:55:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Lola wears these basic shoes throughout the story, though she has them in many different colors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola wears these basic shoes throughout the story, though she has them in many different colors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p5/darlyndeville/heels.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i685.photobucket.com/albums/vv214/wijaya_karina/high-heels-757811.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd46/sandboxhippie/heels.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk131/alexevansissohot/oxford-high-heels.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless she's in the ring that is. When in the ring, or training as well, Lola's choice of shoe is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c149/poison1/converse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Just An Announcement</title>
    <published>2009-07-30T15:37:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-30T15:40:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, I have my story backed up on insanejournal. Also my close friend Jess aka&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_musicismylife48' lj:user='musicismylife48' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://musicismylife48.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://musicismylife48.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;musicismylife48&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, has offered me her journal on here to back it up as well. :)</content>
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    <title>Update on the story</title>
    <published>2009-07-29T16:11:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-29T16:11:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is why I had to make it Friends Only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say it, but I feel stalked. I have banned a certain user, because she seems...well...obsessed with me. She even had the same journal type as me. Now I will make this story friends only, except for Part One. If you want to continue to read it, drop a comment here, and I may or may not add you.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Part Fourteen</title>
    <published>2009-07-24T16:31:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-27T16:42:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I'll Be There-The Jackson 5-R.I.P. Michael Jackson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Title: Unexpected Love&lt;br /&gt;Author: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_nygfangirl4life' lj:user='nygfangirl4life' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;nygfangirl4life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, or Lola&lt;br /&gt;Rating: R for language. I have a bit of a filthy mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter: 14/? It really isnt chaptered so I'll just wing it along the way.&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Implied: Joe Jonas/OFC 1, Nick Jonas/OFC 2, and Jeff Hardy/OFC 1. Main later on: Bam Margera/OFC 1&lt;br /&gt;A/N: I understand that the lead character (or OFC 1) and myself share the same name. No, she is not me. I just find it easier to write using my own name. This story is also a little weird with the ages. Nick is 18. Joe is 21. Kevin is 23. Bam is 23. Jeff is 23. Lola is 22. Jennifer is 16. To clear the air with an upcoming chapter Lola's birthday is in August, eerily on the 20th. The story takes place in July. Time frames will be given. Mary is Lola and Jennifer's mother. Bob is there father. &lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I own only the plot, Lola, Mary, Bob and Jennifer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*One year and one month later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bam and Lola were happily together the time her twenty-fourth birthday came around. Both sets of parents met, and Bam asked Lola's parents permission for Lola's hand in marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, sweetheart," Mary said. "My husband and I have been waiting for you to ask us. You two are so happy. Permission granted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just take care of her Brandon," Bob said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you," Bam said, "and please. Call me Bam. Everyone does. I all ready have the ring"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A horn cut off their conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It look like you best get out to that car," Mary said. "We'll be at the castle later for her party."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At Castle Bam*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was pumping, and Lola was enjoying herself. Soon it cam time for her birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Before my girlfriend cut her delicious birthday cake," Bam started, "I have something to say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola looked at Bam, indefinitely confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just about a year ago," Bam continued, "I met my girlfriend. She was broken, not only from a previous break up, but also from a falling out with a supposed best friend. I was proud to be by her side, even if we didn't know each other too well. We both have the same philosophy: shit happens. However, through insight with from Jenn, a fight with the Jonas Brothers, and her own emotions, I could tell that Lola was ready for a breakdown. That's where I came in. I'm happy to say that we developed a relationship. One stage of every relationship is getting to know each other, which is what we did. As the relationship grew, so did my love for her, as I'm sure her love for me. Actually, what I am trying to say is that I've never felt like this before. Lola make me feel complete."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bam reached into his pocket, pulled out a box, opened it, and got down on one knee. Lola gasped, and her hand flew to her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lola," Bam said, offering her the ring, "will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola was crying before he could get the question out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Brandon Cole Margera," she said. "Yes I will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two shared a kiss before Lola cut her birthday cake. She couldn't keep the smile off her face as she saw the ring on her finger. Lola was finally able to show Hayley and everyone that had thoughts about her relationship with Bam lasting, that they were all wrong. Bam was the missing piece she needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell Bam?" Don Vito asked. "When in the hell did you get together with this bitch?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vito!" Ape yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was so wrong to say about her," Raab said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What in the hell's wrong with you Vito?" Novak asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Somebody better hold Bam back," Steve-O said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A female shriek, followed by Vito gibberish cut threw the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AHH WHAT THE HELL?!" Vito yelled. "GET HER OFF ME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not the one you should be worried about," Bam said with a smile. "She is. GO GET HIM LOLA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola punched Vito in the head five times before Vito loosened her hold on him, and she fell to the ground. As she went to jump on Vito's back again, Bam, Novak, Steve-O, and Knoxville all grabbed onto her to hold her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me the fuck go!" Lola yelled, struggling against the group's hold on her. "I'll fucking kill him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vince I think you should leave now," Ape said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I really think he should leave," Bam said. "We're all seriously thinking about letting her go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me go then," Lola said, calming down somewhat. "I won't touch him. I promise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola's party continued with no further interruptions after Don Vito left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Later that Night*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby," Lola said through a moan as Bam kissed her neck, "please stop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bam bit down, causing Lola to moan loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It sounds like you don't want me to stop," Bam said, moving his hand to the waistband of Lola's leather pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola relunctantly pulled away from Bam, resulting in Bam giving her a questioning look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have my values and morals, baby," Lola said. "I want to wait until we're married."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's fine babe," Bam said. "I can wait. I'm just glad it wasn't something I did. I respect you, and I love you. That's why I'm taking you for my wife. I wouldn't want to spend my life with anyone else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>New Story</title>
    <published>2009-06-22T18:13:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-29T16:09:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay I know that I haven't actually finished the other story, but this is one of two side stories I'm working on. It was just screaming for me to post it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Title: Unexpected Love&lt;br /&gt;Author: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_nygfangirl4life' lj:user='nygfangirl4life' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;nygfangirl4life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, or Lola&lt;br /&gt;Rating: R for language. I have a bit of a filthy mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter: 1/? It really isnt chaptered so I'll just wing it along the way.&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Implied: Joe Jonas/OFC 1, Nick Jonas/OFC 2, and Jeff Hardy/OFC 1. Main later on: Bam Margera/OFC 1&lt;br /&gt;A/N: I understand that the lead character (or OFC 1) and myself share the same name. No, she is not me. I just find it easier to write using my own name. This story is also a little weird with the ages. Nick is 18. Joe is 21. Kevin is 23. Bam is 23. Jeff is 23. Lola is 22. Jennifer is 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal day for Lola Perez went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at seven. Shower by seven-thirty. Get dressed in ring attire. Blow dry and straighten hair. Apply eyeliner (Lola never left the house without her eyeliner.). Arrive at the arena by ten. Run the stairs for half an hour while waiting for the crew to arrive. Train with Trish Stratus and Amy (a.k.a. Lita). Train tag team style with Matt and Jeff Hardy. Go out to lunch. Train some more. Chill with the gang. Head back to the house she shared with Hayley Williams of Paramore.&lt;br /&gt;After a long hard day of training, Lola was pretty much beat and wanted to sleep. However, her sister, Jennifer, was going to miss her curfew if Lola didn't call her soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?" Jennifer asked as she answered her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where the hell are you Jenn?" Lola asked. "You're supposed to be back here at ten. It's nine forty-five. Do you really want to go back to mom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Relax Lo," Jennifer said. "Nick drives, Joe drives, and Kevin drives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not the point Jenn," Lola said. "Mom hates you being here as it is. Do not give her the satisfaction of knowing that you're twenty-two year-old sister can't take care of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well Kevin's twenty-three," Jennifer said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's not the fucking point!" Lola snapped. "I took you in willingly because I had a place to somewhat call my own, and I didn't want you to put up with her. My ass is on the fucking line. Don't you give a damn?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola was frustrated even though she knew Nick would have Jennifer home in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't talk to me like that Lola," Jennifer said. "You're my sister, not my mother. Don't worry. Nick will have me back home in time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever, " Lola said. "All I know is that if you don't make it home in time, it's your own fault, not mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola clicked the line dead and flopped down on the couch next to Hayley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Long day?" Hayley asked when Lola winced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have no fucking idea," Lola said. "Damn you, Matt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's one nasty bruise," Hayley said when Lola laid her head in her lap. "What the fuck happened?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Matt was demonstrating how to perform and take a basic neckbreaker," Lola said. "Guess who was the dummy, and guess who took it the wrong way. Rub my neck please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola and Hayley we not involved sexually at all. In fact, Hayley had a boyfriend. Lola decided to remain single after her falling out with Joe Jonas. Jennifer was dating Nick Jonas, as stated earlier in the phone conversation. Lola dozed off before Jennifer walked through the door, with seconds to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you happy now Lola?" She snapped. "I'm home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shh," Hayley said. "She's asleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't care," Jennifer said. "She had some nerve to get the way she did with me on the phone earlier."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jenn," Hayley said, "you know what she does for a living. It takes its toll on her body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley slid her hand over the bruise on Lola's neck for emphasis, and Lola winced in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fine," Jennifer said, defeated, "I'll let it go this time, but I won't forget what she did. I'll take it into consideration seeing that nasty bruise on her neck though. Goodnight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Night Jenn," Hayley said and then sighed as she look down at Lola. "You are so lucky I can carry you, or you'd be staying right here on this damn couch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley sighed again as she carried Lola into her own room. Hayley locked Lola's door behind her before turning into her room for the night herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liked it? Hated it? Tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Part Seven</title>
    <published>2009-03-14T16:50:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-14T17:01:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">After a long time here it is. Not many people read it, but I keep it updated as to show communities and friends that I'm not a read-only person. Just very busy is all I am. &lt;br /&gt;Title: The New Life &lt;br /&gt;Author:nygfangirl4life &lt;br /&gt;Pairing: (Implied) Kelly Clarkson/OFC, Main:Eli Manning/OFC, Main 2:Brendon Urie/OFC, (Implied) Blake Lewis/OFC, Main3:Sasuke Uchiha/OFC, Main 4: Ryan Ross/OFC, Prince Zuko/OFC (Implied), Main5:Bill Kaulitz/OFC Other:Tom/Kaulitz/OFC 2(Tisha)(Implied) &lt;br /&gt;Rating: R for language and could go up to NC-17 &lt;br /&gt;Chapters: ? &lt;br /&gt;Summary: After losing Lolita for a second time, Eli goes to the extreme to try to win her back. &lt;br /&gt;A/N: Look up the video to 'I Want You Back' by *NSYNC to get an idea of the move. If you see the Star Wars type video, look again. There's two version. I'm sure you can tell the updated version which will give you some insight.
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 &lt;br /&gt;Eli's POV &lt;br /&gt;*DANCE PRACTICE* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What kind of move is that?&amp;quot; Michael Strahan asked. &amp;quot;The fucked up ckicken? I can't do that shit. Besides, it looks retarded as hell.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Maybe if you put effort into it,&amp;quot; Osi Umenyiora started, &amp;quot;you could do it.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You little-&amp;quot; Strahan started. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;We've been trying to get this move down for two long hours,&amp;quot; Jim Finn said. &amp;quot;Can we please take a break Feely? You're working us too hard.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Break time,&amp;quot; I yelled. &lt;br /&gt;I felt bad for the whole team. Many of them were so clueless to as to how the move was done. Hell even I couldn't do it. Feely was our instructor, and boy could he dance. However, I was having second thoughts after the catastrophic phone call the previous night. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'm beginning to think we should just quit while we're ahead,&amp;quot; I said to Feely. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'm guessing the phone call didn't go over to well,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Don't worry Easy. We'll get it somehow.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Sorry Easy,&amp;quot; Strahan said, &amp;quot;but I'm out. That's too much for me to handle. I know i can't do that. I'm not as big as some guys here, but I know my Limits.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It's fine Michael,&amp;quot; I said, pinching the bridge of my nose. &amp;quot;You can sit out and watch us. I understand.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'm gonna start up again in thrity minutes,&amp;quot; Feely told the team. &amp;quot;I want all of you up and ready to dance by then. Understood?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;The team groaned, obviously not wanting to move again for at least two hours. &lt;br /&gt;*Practice Resume* &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;If that TV doesn't get put on mute I swear I'm gonna kill the nearest teammate, &amp;quot;Shockey growled. &amp;quot;Hearing 'You're all I ever wanted' too hundred fucking times, is getting under my skin.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;Not taking Shockey's threat seriously, Jim Finn higher the volume to the dance instruction video just as the chorus approached. Jim laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;If you don't turn that down right the fuck now,&amp;quot; Shockey growled, &amp;quot;I'll make sure you're the teammate I kill.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You wouldn't dare,&amp;quot; Finn said. &lt;br /&gt;Shockey got all up in Jim's face. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Try me,&amp;quot; he said. &lt;br /&gt;Just as Jim was about to reply, a slammed door caught eveyone's attention. I looked around and counted my team members. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Where the hell is Feely?&amp;quot; I asked. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It was him who slammed the door,&amp;quot; Strahan said. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Great, &amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;Now what the fuck do we do without Feely?&amp;quot; </content>
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    <title>Part Six</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T18:28:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-22T17:35:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Title: The New Life&lt;br /&gt;Author:nygfangirl4life&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: (Implied) Kelly Clarkson/OFC, Main:Eli Manning/OFC, Main 2:Brendon Urie/OFC, (Implied) Blake Lewis/OFC, Main3:Sasuke Uchiha/OFC, Main 4: Ryan Ross/OFC, Prince Zuko/OFC (Implied), Main5:Bill Kaulitz/OFC Lolita's Sister: Tom/Kaulitz/OFC 2&lt;br /&gt;Rating: R for language and could go up to NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: ?&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Lolita is a trying to get her life back on track after hooking up with Kelly Clarkson. The two met after Lolita's ex Eli Manning left her for another extravant red-head. This left little Lolita raising the couple's twins alone. She is 22 and Eli is 24. Disclaimer: I only own Lolita who is based on WWE Diva Lita and Tisha. I own the plot and nothing else. A/N: This is from the 2006-2007 season when the Giants still had Jay Feely. And yes I know. Lolita is a bit of a whore (not her fault i have her boyfriends break up with her or cheat on her) and the characters take an unexpected twist. later on that is. around chapter 25 or 30. but i wanted to get that out of the way now. And yes, Tisha is married to Tom Kaulitz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli's P.O.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team and I had been talking about what how I can get Lolita back.  None of us had anything that would be sure to show her that I really loved her and wanted her to spend the rest of my life with her. That was until Jay piped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I got it," He said. "Now I know this is like asking for God to come down from heaven, but I think that Eli and four of us should sing and dance to the song 'I Want You Back' by *NSYNC."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sounds good," Tiki Barber said. "Only one problem genius. How are we going to learn this damn dance?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leave that to me," he said. "I'm heading to my sisiter's house after I leave here. I'm going to borrow a tape off of my niece and it has the steps. We can use it learn this, as Tiki would say, 'damn dance'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone agreed with this. We knew it was not going to be a picnic. We knew we would bust our asses, but it would all be worth it in the end. Hopefully it would show Lolita that I truly loved her and, that I know I fucked up, but I need another chance.I just hoped that she saw this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HEY EASY!" Shockey yelled. "You coming to practice, or are you going to sit there for three straight hours?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and ran over to where the rest of the team was doing their drills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*After Practice*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played my hardest to help egg me on to come through on learning the dance. I hurt like hell, but I knew that it would only be a fraction on  the pain I would feel when I would start learnig that 'damn dance'.</content>
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    <title>Part Five</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T17:30:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-14T17:40:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Title: The New Life&lt;br /&gt;Author: &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;nygfangirl4life&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: (Implied) Kelly Clarkson/OFC, Main:Eli Manning/OFC, Main 2:Brendon Urie/OFC, (Implied) Blake Lewis/OFC, Main3:Sasuke Uchiha/OFC, Main 4: Ryan Ross/OFC, Prince Zuko/OFC (Implied), Main5:Bill Kaulitz/OFC Lolita's Sister: Tom/Kaulitz/OFC 2&lt;br /&gt;Rating: R for language and could go up to NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: ?&lt;br /&gt;POV: Lolita&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Lolita is a trying to get her life back on track after hooking up with Kelly Clarkson. The two met after Lolita's ex Eli Manning left her for another extravant red-head. This left little Lolita raising the couple's twins alone. She is 22 and Eli is 24. Disclaimer: I only own Lolita who is based on WWE Diva Lita and Tisha. I own the plot and nothing else. A/N: This is from the 2006-2007 season when the Giants still had Jay Feely. And yes I know. Lolita is a bit of a whore and the characters take an unexpected twist. later on that is. around chapter 25 or 30. but i wanted to get that out of the way now. And yes, Tisha is married to Tom Kaulitz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolita's P.O.V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cna't believe he fucking did that. After all that we been through, that bastard Eli let his team laugh at me, knowing that I was more than able to handle the job.&lt;br /&gt;                          *Later that Night*&lt;br /&gt;The shrill ring of the phone woke me up out of a sleep that I don't quite remember falling into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?" I asked, voice thick with sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?!" I asked again, more annoyed than asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lolita?" the familiar voice said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," I said, "the fucking boogie man. What the hell do you want Manning?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He winced, but I didn't care. I was pissed at him after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to talk about today," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the fuck is there to talk about?" I asked. "I pretty much got the message at the damn field today. You and the whole damn team don't think I can handle a football team, and you and I weren't meant for each other. You didn't give a fuck about how I felt. You laughed just like the rest of the team. So I don't give a fuck about what it is you wanted to talk about because this conversation is O-V-E-R OVER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung up on him not wanting hear his reply. After five minutes, I was seriously regretting the way I handled that situation, and my tears started flowing for the second time that day. I covered myself with my blankets and cried. I wanted to try and sleep, but it wasn't possible with that whole conversation playing over and over through my head.</content>
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    <title>Part four Re-done</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T17:22:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-14T17:23:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Title: The New Life&lt;br /&gt;Author: &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;nygfangirl4life&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Implied Kelly Clarkson/OFC, Eli Manning/OFC, Brendon Urie/OFC&lt;br /&gt;Rating: R for language and could go up to NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: ?&lt;br /&gt;POV: Loilita&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Lolita is a trying to get her life back on track after hooking up with Kelly Clarkson. The two met after Lolita's ex Eli Manning left her for another extravant red-head. This left little Lolita raising the couple's twins alone. She is 22 and Eli is 24. Disclaimer: I only own Lolita who is based on WWE Diva Lita and Tisha. I own the plot and nothing else. A/N: This is from the 2006-2007 season when the Giants still had Jay Feely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli's P.O.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep your fucking ring Manning. I would'nt marry you now even if you were the last man on earth."&lt;br /&gt;My laughter stopped and the heart within my chest broke. I couldn't believe that I screwed myself over.&lt;br /&gt;"See what you all did now?" the manager said, "Now there is no doubt that we have to finish off the season with Coughlin. It is so good that we  have the offseason coming up. We could use the time to find a new coach, but your attitudes, I bet no one wants to coach the New York Giants. Ms. Perez was willing to do the job, not out of sympathy, but out of respect. She loves this team, and was willing to give up everything to help you guys to a Superbowl victory. I'm leaving. Y'all make me sick."&lt;br /&gt;He then walked away.&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe he's right," Tiki Barber said, "Maybe we should just give her a chance. Who knows? She might just lead us to that Superbowl victory."&lt;br /&gt;"Are you kidding me?" Coughlin said, "She can't coach-"&lt;br /&gt;"SECURITY!" I yelled&lt;br /&gt;Two officers took ahold of Mr. Coughlin. I turned to the rest of the team. What the hell did we just do to that poor girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; </content>
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    <title>nygfangirl4life @ 2007-11-21T12:39:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-21T20:41:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-21T20:44:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title: The New Life&lt;br /&gt;Author: &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_nygfangirl4life' lj:user='nygfangirl4life' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;nygfangirl4life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: Implied Kelly Clarkson/OFC, Eli Manning/OFC, Brendon Urie/OFC&lt;br /&gt;Rating: R for language and could go up to NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: ?&lt;br /&gt;POV: Loilita&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Lolita is a trying to get her life back on track after hooking up with Kelly Clarkson. The two met after Lolita's ex Eli Manning left her for another extravant red-head. This left little Lolita raising the couple's twins alone. She is 22 and Eli is 24. Disclaimer: I only own Lolita who is based on WWE Diva Lita and Tisha. I own the plot and nothing else.&lt;/strong&gt; A/N: &lt;strong&gt;This is from the 2006-2007 season when the Giants still had Jay Feely. And it is extremely short&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;The worst thing I did was even saying that I wanted to coach the Giants. I was named coach and the whole team (with the exception of the kicker,Jay Feely) laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;"What?" the co-manager said, "She's very effective. Besides, she can help develop Mr. Manning here."&lt;br /&gt;They laughed even harder.&lt;br /&gt;"You know what just forget it," I said, getting pissed off, "I've led my hometown's football team through three consective winning seasons. You know what fuck all of you. I wouldn't coach you guys even if they paid me one million dollars."&lt;br /&gt;I turned on my heel for the exit before I turned back while yanking off the ring. I threw it at Eli.&lt;br /&gt;"Keep your fucking&amp;nbsp;ring Manning," I spat, "I wouldn't marry you now, even if you were the last man on earth."&lt;br /&gt;I turned for the exit again, even more pissed than before. I had the tears forming in my eyes. I couldn't believe that he didn't stick up for me. I thanked Kelly for taking my kids. I needed a good cry and a long nap.&lt;/font&gt;
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    <title>Part Two</title>
    <published>2007-09-24T21:43:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-17T19:57:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title: The New Life&lt;br /&gt;Author: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_nygfangirl4life' lj:user='nygfangirl4life' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;nygfangirl4life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Implied Kelly Clarkson/OFC, Eli Manning/OFC, Brendon Urie/OFC&lt;br /&gt;Rating: R for language and could go up to NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: ?&lt;br /&gt;POV: Eli&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Lolita is a trying to get her life back on track after hooking up with Kelly Clarkson. The two met after Lolita's ex Eli Manning left her for another extravant red-head. This left little Lolita raising the couple's twins alone. She is 22 and Eli is 24. Disclaimer: I only own Lolita who is based on WWE Diva Lita and Tisha. I own the plot and nothing else.&lt;/strong&gt; A/N: &lt;strong&gt;This is from the 2006-2007 season when the Giants still had Jay Feely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She said yes! She said yes! I was estatic. Loli was going to marry me. Now we just had to tell the families. I also wanted to tell the team. The only one who knew that i was going to ask Loli to marry me was Jay Feely, our kicker. I told him to keep it quiet until she said yes. Then, I would tell the team the news. Not that it was bad news. It wasn't right? Wrong. My family, especially Peyton, had trouble accepting that their little boy was getting married to a singing, punk, softball-playing, rising WWE superstar with a big shoulder tattoo of a demon.&lt;br /&gt;"I love her," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't care," Peyton said, "I don't want you marrying her. She's not your type. Hell, she ain't even our type."&lt;br /&gt;"How in the hell are you going to tell me that she's not my type?" I said, getting more than pissed, "Just because she's a flamboyant red-head that actually gets off her ass and does something, and not a peroxide-blonde preppy bitch, you don't like her? Bullshit Peyton. I love her, and she loves me, too. I don't give fuck what you, Cooper, or dad thinks. Mom thinks she's a darling, and I love her, so I'm amrrying her. You don't have to come to the wedding. Hell, I don't even want you there. Come on Loli, we're leaving. You've heard enough of this bullshit. I apologize for my father and brothers. They're being assholes. Bye mom. We'll see you at the wedding, if not sooner."&lt;br /&gt;Lolita and I walked out of the house waving good-bye to my mother on our way out. I laughed as Lolita gave my dad and brothers the finger as my mother turned to go upstairs before we left. Next up, was my team. Now, if you thought Peyton was difficult, then the team were very pretty ponies. They were very accepting except for Coach Coghlin and Jeremy Shockey, our tight end. Feely already knew so he was no problem of course. Here's how it went. We had practice, and I brought Lolita with me. When Feely saw us walk in, he got the biggest grin on his face. He knew that she said yes.&lt;br /&gt;"Guys," I said, "Can I have your attention please?"&lt;br /&gt;Being the quarterback of the team, they all turned toward me to hear what I had to say. They all looked confused (except for Feely) as they looked from me to Lolita at my side.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you," I said, "This is Lolita. She and I will be getting married."&lt;br /&gt;If they looked confused before, they were even more confused, dumbstruck even. As soon as Feely started clapping, however, everyone ,except Coughlin and Shockey, joined in.&lt;br /&gt;"On three," Michael Strahan said, "One...Two...Three..."&lt;br /&gt;"CONGRATULATIONS ELI AND LOLITA!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you guys for supporting this decision of mine and accepting her with open arms," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"No problem," Strahan said, "We have learned to support everything that you do, and we like what you do."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. Well...I don't," Coach Coughlin said, "Now get your ass on the bench. I don't have time for your bullshit anymore. That's the reason you sucked this whole season. Your mind wasn't on football, but on that bitch instead. Jared Lorenzen, you're up."&lt;br /&gt;"Why I oughta-," Lolita said while heading over to Coughlin, but Shockey grabbed her.&lt;br /&gt;"Nice try," he said, "But I agree with Coach Coughlin, and no one lays a hand on him. Eli, you have to learn to control her."&lt;br /&gt;I scowled at him. I was really going to let Lolita hit Coughlin. Yeah...I knew the guy was old, but he would've deserved it for calling her a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;"You better put me the fuck down you fucking dickhead," Lolita yelled, and everyone, including me, gasped. Feely and I both knew that Lolita had a mouth on her, but no one called Jeremy Shockey a dickhead and got away with it. &lt;br /&gt;"Oh so we've got a mouth on this bitch, " he said, and Lolita and I both scowled at him, "Oh I'll put you down all right."&lt;br /&gt;He suddenly got very violent and threw her to the ground hard on her back. She cried out, and I knew that she was very hurt. She was a rising WWE superstar and could take almost anything, but Shockey was so pissed and threw her hard. I ran over to see the extent of her injury and damn-near got my head chewed off.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't fucking touch me," she yelled, "I'm sorry babe but I'm in a lot of pain."&lt;br /&gt;I understood that. A while back when we were playing the Eagles, I got hit hard as hell. It didn't hurt at the the time, but boy did I feel it after the game, and I didn't want anyone to touch me or come near me. Suddenely, Lolita pulled me down to her by my arm and whispered in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm really fine," she said, "Just play it like I'm hurt."&lt;br /&gt;She then winked at me, i went back to "comforting" her.&lt;br /&gt;"No one calls Jeremy Shockey a dickhead and gets away with it," he glotaed, but it was cut short when Lolita had heard enough. She got up acting like she was hurt, but she was laughing, and I had to hold back my own laughter.&lt;br /&gt;"You really think that hurt me?" she asked, "I'm a rising WWE superstar, and in my training I have had to take finishers from Rhyno and the 300-pound Kane. I can handle myself. I give you two options. One: You don't apologize and everyone gets to watch me beat the shit out of you. Or Two: You do apologize, and we all forget this ever happened. So what's it going to be? One or Two? It's your choice."&lt;br /&gt;We all held our breath. Everyone knew that Shockey didn't take that shit from anyone. Coughlin was pacing, and Shockey was breathing hard.&lt;br /&gt;"You...," he started, "You...are one tough chick. You definitely have my respect, and I'm happy for you and Eli. Come here. I'm sorry for the way I acted."&lt;br /&gt;She walked over to him, and he gave her a hug that she returned and then they pounded it.&lt;br /&gt;"Apology accepted," she said, then she lowered her voice so Coughlin here us," Can you help us with your Coach? He benched Eli for no reason. Do you know why?"&lt;br /&gt;"He thinks Eli's mind has been on you," Shockey said, equally as low," I keep telling him that Eli's only a third year quarterback. He's just getting into his groove. He's going to suck. No offense, Manning."&lt;br /&gt;"None taken," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"So he's going to put Lorenzen in?" Tiki Barber asked,"What the hell is he thinking?"&lt;br /&gt;"He's thinking that he needs the best team he can get," Coughlin said," Barber, Shockey, Feely, Umenyiora, and Strahan. You may be the starters, but you will join Manning on the bench. After this year we will follow through with Lorenzen as QB." &lt;br /&gt;A big uproar started. Then, one of the co-manager stepped forward.&lt;br /&gt;"There will be no such action," he said, "Under your direction Tom these Giants have been doing nothing."&lt;br /&gt;He held up what appeared to be Coughlin's contract, and tore it in half.&lt;br /&gt;"You're fired and the replacement is..." he stopped.&lt;br /&gt;"Spit it out already," Strahan said, "And it better be someone we like."&lt;br /&gt;"The replacement is...Ms. Lolita Perez."&lt;br /&gt;We all looked in Lolita's direction and laughed. Well Jay didn't laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>nygfangirl4life @ 2007-04-05T14:34:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-05T19:01:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-24T21:05:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Title: The New Life&lt;br /&gt;Author: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_nygfangirl4life' lj:user='nygfangirl4life' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://nygfangirl4life.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;nygfangirl4life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Implied Kelly Clarkson/OFC, Eli Manning/OFC, Brendon Urie/OFC&lt;br /&gt;Rating: R for language and could go up to NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: ?&lt;br /&gt;POV: Lolita &lt;br /&gt;Summary: Lolita is a trying to get her life back on track after hooking up with Kelly Clarkson. The two met after Lolita's ex Eli Manning left her for another extravant red-head. This left little Lolita raising the couple's twins alone. She is 22 and Eli is 24. This chapter picks up on Lolita discovering Kelly isn't who she thought she was, and her and Eli picking up on where they left off.&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I only own Lolita who is based on WWE Diva Lita and Tisha. I own the plot and nothing else. &lt;strong&gt;A/N:&lt;/strong&gt; The 'Ryan' in this chapter is not P!ATD's Ryan Ross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kelly," I said, "I know the truth about you. But don't worry. I've found someone else."&lt;br /&gt;She just looked at me. The next thing &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; knew, she was giving me a hug.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so sorry for leading you on," she said, "Soooo anyways who's the lucky girl?"&lt;br /&gt;"Guy," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?" was her reply.&lt;br /&gt;"I figured out something," I continued, "I'm not a lesbian and I figured that out with you when 'Ryan' showed up."&lt;br /&gt;She turned bright red.&lt;br /&gt;"You got me there," she said,"So who is this guy of which we speak?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'll tell you but you have to keep it quiet," I said, "I don't want my other ex to know."&lt;br /&gt;The ex of which I spoke was &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; Eli Manning, but Billie Joe Armstrong of Green Day.&lt;br /&gt;"Dammit," she said, "I'll be quiet. Just freaking tell me already!!!"&lt;br /&gt;I had to laugh at her. &lt;br /&gt;"Okay," I said, "Just keep your panties on please."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not wearing any," she said before sticking her tongue out at me.&lt;br /&gt;"I so did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; need to know that," I said, "Anyway. His name is Eli Manning, my first ex. He's the father of my kids and I got the proof. I only used Billie as a shoulder to lean on for support. So please &lt;em&gt;DO NOT&lt;/em&gt; let him know about this. After Eli went his own way and I went mine we lost touch. Before this split, we had sex. So you see where I'm getting at?"&lt;br /&gt;I was so exhausted. I had to tell that story three times. First to my mother, then it was my sister, Tisha, and finally it was to Kelly. She was open mouthed.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure they're Eli's kids and not Billie's?" she asked, "Your story sounds kind of sketchy."&lt;br /&gt;"They are Eli's kids because I started to get morning sickness when we were together. Plus I got the test done," I said, becoming a little pissed off, "Why do you ask?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because you're a fucking whore," she said, "That's so fucked up. I can only imagine the number of guys you fucked and don't even remember. I'm surprised Eli didn't curse your ass out for that bullshit story.. Yeah it's bullshit. You thought Billie was the father. Eli didn't even cross your mind. To think I actually dated you. You're a slut that got knocked up and went through a list of guys that she fucked until the name came up and you remembered. Let me give you a hand though. You sure know how to play a guy. I just feel so sorry for Eli though-"&lt;br /&gt;"Feel sorry for Eli about what?" Eli asked as he walked through the door.&lt;br /&gt;I was in tears.&lt;br /&gt;"Kelly," he said, "Please tell me what's going on."&lt;br /&gt;"Your girlfriend..."&lt;br /&gt;I cried even harder as she stalled the moment.&lt;br /&gt;"Just get it over with Kelly," I said, "Stop stalling."&lt;br /&gt;"Eli," she continued, "Your girlfriend is the best lady in the world. She loves you and I apologize for making her cry."&lt;br /&gt;"So why did you make her cry?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I called her a fucking whore and a slut," she answered, "She told me her story and I thought she was lying but she started crying so I knew I was wrong."&lt;br /&gt;"Kelly," I said, eyes shining with new tears, "It's okay. I forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;"Hold on one fucking second," Eli started, "You are just going to forgive her after she said all them rotten things to you? I'm sorry Lolita but I just don't understand."&lt;br /&gt;"I knew you wouldn't," I said, earning a scowl from him, "Kelly has been my best friend, a former lover. I can talk to her about anything."&lt;br /&gt;"OH SO YOU TALK TO HER ABOUT EVERYTHING," he yelled, "BUT YOU CAN'T TALK TO ME?! WHAT THE HELL AM I THEN?!?"&lt;br /&gt;"Eli," I said in a warning voice, "That's not what I meant. If you let me finish you wouldn't have yelled like that. You know that it is not like that. Kelly and I talk about different make-up products, different hair dyes, other girl things, and you above all. I can't do that with you can I? I do tell you everything though. Sorry for the misunderstanding. Do you get me now?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah I do," he said, "I can't stop you from being friends with her, even if I totally depise the idea of it, but there is one thing I can do."&lt;br /&gt;I braced myself for the words that would mean the end of our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;"Lolita will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;My eyes grew wide, and my heart skipped a few beats. Did he just ask me to marry him?&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell did you say?" I asked,not meaning to really ask that.&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly breathe, and I think he saw that even though he looked disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;"Loli are you okay?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine," I said, gaining my composure back, "But what did you say?"&lt;br /&gt;I asked you," he started, "To marry me."&lt;br /&gt;He then got down on one knee and pulled out an engagement ring. It was only four months since we got back together, but I dodn't care. I loved him to death. I couldn't live without him, or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Eli Manning," I said, "Yes I will."&lt;br /&gt;Kelly cried her tears of happiness as Eli and I shared a passionate kiss. Kelly and I were still friends, and I was going to be a wife. Little did I know what would happen the next day. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;End of part One&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Part 4. Last part in Adie's POV</title>
    <published>2006-11-02T22:03:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-02T22:07:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok i know that Green Day didnt take home 8 of their 8 nominations in '05 (thats the time i wrote this story) but in here they do. so deal wit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ...and let me tell you the amount of reporters that swarmed me when we arrived and they saw my belly was huge. The questions..ughhh...unbearable. Mike told them to fuck off and that it was none of their damn business who my baby's daddy was. When we got inside I told Mike that I refused to sit next to Billie Joe. That meant even in the same row. Mike went and found Diddy. Diddy was so sweet. He asked Joel Madden and Hilary Duff to switch seats with Tre and me. They did and boy was Billie pissed. He wanted Green Day all together, not this ditzy bitch ( I don't think she is) and her overaged boyfriend (he is a bit old for her, but whatever. I'm happy for both of them) sitting next to them. I just smiled at Billie and gave him the finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                *Later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Green Day had picked up their 6th award of the night and they were making their way back to the seats. I was so happy for them. Then Billie gave me this smug smirk and for the second time that night, I gave him the finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                *The After Party*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;          Green Day rounded up the night by sweeping the competion. 8 out of 8 had to be a new record. Diddy invited me to the after party he was holding in Green Day's honor. Billie told him no on my behalf but Mike told him that I would be delighted. Diddy being Diddy decided that he would ask me for himself and I told him what Mike did, I would be delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course I'll be there," I said, "No alcoholic beverages for me though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No problem lil' mama, "He said, "It's already taken care of. I got plenty of water, soda, and other things for you. Now my pregnant mama, care to get a special escort by the D man himself?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike heard this and started cracking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go for it Adie," Mike said, "It's better for you than to be stuck with a pissed Billie Joe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all laughed at this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok D man," I said, "Let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was kicking but I was off my feet because I didn't want to much excitemeant. Everyone from the Backstreet Boys to Shakira was there. They were all sweet, asking to rub my belly and get me something to drink, or even to dance. I politely declined the dances because of my pregnant state and they understood. Billie was clearly pissed at the amount of attention I was getting. He let it be known, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ADRIENNE YOU WOULD NOT BE GETTING THIS ATTENTION IF I DIDN'T GET YOU PREGNANT!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was enough to make the whole party dead. Everyone was whispering but they weren't whispering about that. Billie apparently just realized what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Adie," he said, "I'm sorry that should not have been said."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what was happening at that time. I felt light-headed and sick. I felt myself falling to the ground. The last thing I remember was the whole room shouting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH MY GOD! ADRIENNE!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before it went black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Part 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why this is the last part in Adie's POV for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Part 3 Re-Done</title>
    <published>2006-08-04T19:15:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-10T20:03:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey! this is part 3 of my story being redone cuz it sucked last time. and if u want info on the story go to my memories and click my fictions. any of the two entries will give you a lil info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I finally got to getting all my stuff together. So I grabbed my keys and hit the road back to Mike's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   *Five Minutes Later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I arrived, but the guys were so busy they didn't hear the doorbell.&lt;br /&gt;"Damn man," I thought, "They must be working real hard. Mike must want Billie to get pregnant."&lt;br /&gt;I rang the bell again, and this time I came face to face with a dressed up Tre Cool.&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell are they doing in there," I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"The damn MTV VMAs are tonight," he said, "And we fucking forgot. We're so fucking dumb. They are up there getting dressed." &lt;br /&gt;I laughed."I guess I better go back home then," I said. &lt;br /&gt;"What the hell did you say Adie," came a voice and I groaned.&lt;br /&gt; It was Billie Joe. He made his way down the stairs while trying to get his pants on. That didn't go so well because he wound up falling down the last four steps&lt;br /&gt;"Fucking hell," he said as he got up, "That's the last time i try to come down the stairs with my pants halfway down."&lt;br /&gt;I held back a laugh, and he turned to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Go get your best dress on, do your hair and make-up, and put on your finest shoes. You are coming with us," he said.&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned to say the least, but I went upstairs and did as I was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       *20 minutes later*&lt;br /&gt;"That's the last time I let her get dressed alone," I heard Mike say and I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;The guys were already as I made my pregnant ass downstairs. Three mouths fell open and I heard Tre say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Damn for a pregnant girl, she looks hot as hell." &lt;br /&gt;"This is gonna be a long night," I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we rode in Tre's van a thought crossed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone knows that Mike and Billie are together. What will that say when they see that I'm pregnant?"I didn't realize I said it out loud, until Billie Joe answered.&lt;br /&gt;"We are not telling anybody its any of Green Day's" &lt;br /&gt;Tears burned my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. Mike noticed them got and unforeseen fire in his eyes and said to Billie Joe:&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know how I fell in love with you Billie Joe Armstrong. But I'm willing to find out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Part 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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