I breathed a breath of relief, and ran my hand through my shaggy blonde hair. My girlfriend Beth demanded I cut it, although I knew she wouldn't make good on her threat to leave me if I didn't. There was no way I was cutting my hair. It was my thing er...signature, and it took a long time to get it at just the right length. I like it, and so do a lot of other poeple, so it was staying.
I must have zoned out because as I was walking I collided into someone. We both ended up falling back, and I heard a feminie, "Ugh...ow." I immediantly looked in front of me to make sure she was okay and that I hadn't caused her any harm. Instead what I found was a petite brunette whose ring attire reminded me of a teenage girl who's personality was a mixture between a punk-rocker and a geek.
"Oh...I'm sorry Miss...let me help you up." I said, getting up myself and holding out my hand. She looked up at me with pretty brown eyes and smiled shyly, taking my hand.
"Sorry, I should have been watching where I was going." I apologized again, feeling like an ass for knocking down this fragile young lady.
"Yeah...but I guess I should have too..." She looked down at her feet and rocked on her heels. Something was on her mind, and by the look of her facial expression I could tell it wasn't good. It was a cross between sorrow and anger. as well as guilt.
"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked, looking sideways to get her to look back up at me.
"You really wanna know?" She asked, being somewhat sarcastic. I smirked and leaned against the wall.
"Sure, I got time." She smiled, obviously not expecting someone to care about her problems. She placed her back against the wall and crossed her arms.
"Well...my ex-boyfriend Daniel Bryan keeps blaiming me for him loosing his World Heavyweight Championship at Wrestle Mania, and now he's telling me he hates me and wishes I was never born!" She covered her face with her hands, trying to hide the fact that she was getting ready to cry.
"Hey now, don't cry..." I said, trying to be supportive and yet trying to console her at the same time.
"I'm sorry! I don't even know who you are and I'm telling you about my horrible love-life..."
"No, no, it's okay. I know what it's like to have someone you thought loved you turn around and act like a completly different person." I rubbed the back of my head and looked across the hallway to see if I could spot any of my friends. No luck.
"I'm Edge, by the way." I stuck out my hand.
"AJ." She said, wiping her eyes. She must have not seen me stick out my hand, because she stepped up to me and hugged me. I felt so bad for her, and decided it wouldn't hurt to hug her back.
AJ sobbed silently and I hugged her a little tigher.
"Shh...it's okay, it's okay...shh..." She sniffled and pulled away, just in time for some tall guy with Japenese clothing on. He looked at us and then continued walking, muttering something in Japenese.
"Okay...that guy...is creepy."
"Tell me about it."