Dean's POV

I had to apologize to Seth. I wasn't even sure if it was my fault, and I hate apologies, but I wanted to talk to him again.

I missed my best friend.

Sure, I had Roman, but over the course of the past few months, Seth and I really rekindled the bond between us.

"Roman, I'm apologizing to him today," I told him as he turned around.

"Really? You're actually going to do it?" He smirked as he shut his locker.

"Yes, Ro Ro, I've had time to think about it, and I think it's time one of us stood up for our faults."

"I'm proud of you, bud, I really am."

I just shrugged my shoulders before walking down the hallway with him. I had felt bad for all the trouble that Seth and I had caused him.

"Do you know where he is?" I asked as we parted ways.

"Probably the gym or maybe even his locker?"

I nodded and when I passed his locker, I saw he wasn't there, so I knew he had to be in the gym. Once I reached the gym, I saw him sitting on the bleachers, staring at the ring in front of him.

"Hey," I said, walking up the bleachers to meet him.

"What do you want? Aren't you mad at me?"

"I was, but I realized how stupid I was being. I got mad at you for something that wasn't your fault."

He nodded and then looked at me. "I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have suggested you move out, Jason and his soup suck."

I laughed and then looked out at the ring in front of us. "You know I still want to kick your ass in the ring, right?"

"Yeah, I know."

I just laughed and then we walked off to class together. I was happy that we had talked it out and forgave each other.

"I just got to say, that curb stomp that you did the other day was amazing!" I cheered as we walked to English.

I had been dying to tell him that.

"Thanks, I can't believe I actually connected it."

I nodded and then we reached the classroom of Stephanie McMahon, which was never a treat. Jason of course, was already sitting down and thought Seth would sit with him, he was wrong.

"My dad said you did a good job in your match the other day," Jason congratulated, which Seth just ignored.

"You know, Zayn, no one cares about the Women's Royal Rumble, they're all just a bunch of Divas," Kevin started, but then Sasha looked at him. "I'm sorry, Superstars."

She rolled her eyes and then Kevin took his seat in the back. Kevin didn't care about anyone's opinion, except his own.

"Today you're bell ringer is who you think will win the Men's Royal Rumble," Stephanie said as she walked in the room.

We all groaned, but did the bell ringer anyway, as we all knew Stephanie would collect them as part of our weekly grade.

"I'm on team Nakamura," Nattie commented, while she looked at Nikki's paper.

"Good for you, Nattie, I'm on team Orton."

Natalya rolled her eyes and finished up her bell ringer, and then Stephanie looked up from behind her desk

"Mr. Rollins, I need to see you for a minute."

Seth groaned and then walked himself up there. "What's up Steph?"

I just waited for them to finish up, as I heard more Royal Rumble predictions from around the room.

"My pick to win is Elias, you got this bud," Dash Wilder reassured him.

"No, Matt Hardy will sentence them all to deletion and win," Sheamus laughed and wrote it down.

"My pick is obviously Kofi, as he always makes the best saves," Xavier stated with pride.

I saw Seth come back to his seat and he threw a pink paper on my desk.

"Seth Rollins is here by suspended because of his usage of the move the Curb Stomp, which has been banned by the chairman himself, Vincent Kennedy McMahon," I read aloud.

He nodded his head in agreement and I handed the paper back to him. If you asked me, that was unfair to me. Yes, it was banned, but now he was suspended for three days.

"I'm so pissed," Seth sighed as Jason appeared behind us.

"Aww, I'll see if my Dad can get it revoked for you," Jason said with determination in his voice.

Seth automatically turned around, looking at Jason straight in the eyes. "That's not necessary, I'll just accept the stupid suspension, I guess I deserve it."

"Don't be upset about the curb stomp, it was fantastic!" I cheered.

"I know, but my dad could help."

"Hey you shut up! He said no, so that means no. You were taken out of a tag team, tried the single's division, which was obviously too rough for you, and being Kurt Angle's son has nothing to do with it, because he could actually win his singles matches," I stood up to be taller than Jason.

He looked at me, and then to Seth, who I could tell was trying not to laugh.

"I'm telling my Dad," he said as he ran out of the room.

I slumped back in my seat and then Stephanie told me Kurt wanted to see me in office.

Just great.

AJ's POV

"Boys, this is nothing to be upset over," I assured my best friends in the lunch line.

"Yes it is, Finn had him rolled up for the three count, and the ref didn't call it," Karl yelled.

"And now he is suspended, so that's the punishment boys."

They rolled their eyes and then we sat down at the lunch table. I never understood why they got so bent out of shape on some things, but they did. I was always willing to be here for them, but sometimes; they are no fun to be around.

"I just feel like this school plays favorites," Luke sighed as he ate his mac and cheese.

"You're just now figuring this out?" I smirked while eating my yogurt.

This school was terrible with favoritism. Jason Jordan was a prime example of it. Ever since his dad became the Vice Principal, he's been getting everything he wanted and when he wanted it.

Same thing went for Seth Rollins a few years ago, when he was the favorite of Stephanie McMahon, well technically he still is the favorite of Stephanie.

"No, we knew about the whole favorites game, but it's getting out of control," Karl stated.

I nodded my head, as my two good brothers were right. They were being treated unfairly, as was Mr. Bálor, who pinned Rollins clean.

I knew Kevin would have something to say about this.

I just knew he despised Seth Rollins, for whatever reason.

"Why don't you guys tell Kevin how you feel? He hates Seth, and I'm positive he's be willing to beat him up," I suggested as we dumped our trays.

"I think suspension is punishment enough, plus when Ambrose gets his hands on him, he may need surgery again," Luke smirked.

I laughed along with Karl, as what Luke had just said was totally true. I knew Dean and Seth had made up, as Dean was my new dorm partner, ever since Jason moved in.

"Oh Luke, too sweet me my brother," I laughed as I stuck my hand up in the air.

He and Karl both put their hands up to meet mine as we walked back to class. Miz's class wasn't too bad this week, as we were just watching the top Raw Moments, and sharing some of ours.

"AJ, please tell me you have Mr. Orton next semester for Calculus?" Nikki asked as soon as I stepped in the room.

"Yes, Nikki, I'm sure he'll be so excited to see us both back."

She laughed. "Probably not, and he'll be in a bad mood because Jinder and the Singh's also have it."

I just shrugged my shoulders at the Bella twin who had become one of my best friends over the past year.

"Okay, now that you all are back from lunch, we have some more moments to watch, and then we'll be doing a project," Miz stated, which we all groaned.

"Oh, stop you're complaining, at least I'm not making you write an essay," he sighed from his desk.

"Or are you?" Dean smirked.

Miz rolled his eyes and Dean just sat back in his seat. That was a constant routine for the two of them. Always making jokes and then either Dean got a detention or Miz just gave up.

Today, he just gave up.

"No, Ambrose, there will be no essay, and now we'll be finishing the top moments of Raw."

I got out my fill in the blank sheet from the week and filled in the last few answers as the series of videos came to an end.

All of a sudden, John raised his hand. "When are we getting our contracts for where we'll be signed to?"

Miz paused the video. "Shane should be around with them next week."

John nodded and I was happy to hear those words. I was dying to see what show I would get to be apart of. I really wanted to go SmackDown Live, even though I didn't like Shane.

Knowing my luck, I'd end up on Raw with the Stephanie McMahon.

Or the Wicked Witch of Everything as Dean liked to call her.

"Please turn in your fill in the blank sheets and I want you guys to be ready to work on Monday," Miz said as the bell rang.

After gym was over, I headed to my car and Nattie hopped in the passenger seat. "Hey, what are you doing tonight?"

I looked over at her. "Nothing, why? Do you want to go on a date?"

"I mean, I'd love to, but Nikki's going out tonight and I need someone to watch 2pawz."

"Nattie, just bring him over, and we'll order pizza, that way it's a date and no one has to watch the cat."

She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "Thanks, you really are the best."

I smiled as I turned into the dorm parking lot, and then we got out to go fetch 2pawz.

This was going to be a fun date night.