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Lita and Stacy sat down in a pair of upper deck seats in the bleachers, the redhead craning her neck a bit to get a better look.
The football players were in the middle of practice, and the coach suddenly called for a time-out. No wonder, as the big quarterback seemed quite obviously distracted.
"I wonder what's going on?" Lita voiced as she leaned closer to Stacy.
"I don't-" The tall blonde squinted just a bit, tilting her head to one side as she peered in the direction of the field.
"Oh, God..."
Lita turned her head sharply to fully face her new friend.
Stacy's eyes looked positively haunted all of a sudden.
"What's wrong?"
"That's...that's Paul Levesque..." the blonde woman murmured, and her voice was so soft, Lita had to strain to hear her.
"Who?" she asked.
"I never thought...After what happened, I just figured-" Stacy bit her lip, her brown eyes never wavering from the burly form of the young man with whom the coach was speaking.
"Stacy, what are you-"
Before the young woman could finish asking her question, Stacy Keibler bolted up from where she was sitting. In a hurry, she wended her way past other people who were still seated.
Lita, confused, stared after her for a beat, then stood up and followed after the blonde. She wondered what the heck had just happened to have spooked Stacy so badly, but she sensed that now wasn't quite the time to ask.
As she squeezed past the remaining spectators, she glanced back toward the field, her gaze instantly traveling toward the player who'd only moments ago had been talking with the coach. And she noticed something odd...
The guy seemed to be staring directly at her...
Shaking off the feeling, Lita finally made her way completely out of the row and rushed down the steps after Stacy. Only when they'd vacated the bleachers and made it to the ground did she speak.
"Stacy! Wait!"
The tall blonde barely turned back to look at her. As the redhead continued on, she caught the gaze of another young woman - and attractive brunette whose face wore the oddest expression as she watched her walk by. Lita wondered who she was.
Then, quickly putting the girl to the back of her mind, she continued to chase Stacy - which was not an easy feat considering the blonde's extra-long legs.
"Stacy!"
The leggy blonde finally halted in her tracks, as though waiting for Lita to catch up with her.
"What's wrong? What was that all about?"
Stacy looked briefly into the other girl's eyes, then glanced away, her expression still one of great anxiety.
"I...I can't explain...Let's get out of here..."
Lita stared after her as the blonde resumed her speedy steps. She
wondered if her new friend was going to let her in one what had
scared her so badly and hoped the answer was yes...