just a new idea i had...its an AU story. i only own my characters. i dont know if i like it or not so im gonna leave it up for a while with jsut one chapter to see how many ppl like it.
She had just gotten her body paint all done. Blue, green and orange flowers were painted all over her. She walked out to the party. It was one of Playboys big parties, in fact one the biggest ones so far. It wasn't the first time that she was getting paid to just look pretty and be naked. To be honest, that is all she did. No, she wasn't a stripper or a hooker. She was a model, just starting off in the business. So the only work she could really get was doing nude photo shoots and gigs like this. She put on her world famous smile and began to make her rounds. She saw many famous people there. Most of them were trying to get her number. It was the one thing she did not do. She never gave out her number unless she was interested. She walked over to the bar and ordered straight up vodka.
" That's a lot of liquor for a little woman like you." She rolled her eyes. She knew who it was. He was always at these parties and he always tried to get her number.
" Mr. Orton, now you know I can hold my liquor." He chuckled a little and nodded.
" You also know that I can help you move up in the modeling business." He said, as he got closer to her. She gently pushed him away and shook her head. Randy Orton, he was the son of a big time model agent. He was cocky, selfish and a ladies' man.
" And you know that I don't want to fuck you. I am doing fine on my own." And with that said she walked away from the bar to the dance floor. The music began to flow through here. She felt like heaven. She began to let go. The vodka was still not affecting her. The other girls started to dance near her. She tossed her hips back and forth, until she felt someone pull her away.
" What the fuck?" She asked as she finally opened up her eyes. She saw it was Randy again.
" My friend thinks you are hot." He said as she glared at him with her green eyes. He let go of my hand and walked me to the bar.
" Um, Randy, if this friend is you than you need to just give up on me." He rolled his eyes.
" Babe, if I really wanted you, I would have already had you. I just keep it up to mess with you." He chuckled and downed his beer. She raised my eyebrow. Now she knew that this wasn't true.
" John, look what I got you." Randy said as his friend approach them. She gave him the once over and gave a disapproving look.
" Bye." She simply said and walked away. It was the end of the night, 3:00am. She made her way back to the back tent.
" I saw you with Randy Orton and John Cena." Ivana asked. Ivana was a 5'11" Russian beauty.
" You know Randy is always hanging all over me." She replied. She slipped on her Lucky Jeans.
" No top again?" Ivana asked as she slipped on a tank top.
" I've got one this time." She walked out of the tent and made her way to her car.
Since she didn't have any shoots tomorrow, she decided to go to her other job, at club Blue.
As soon as she entered the club, she took off her tank and danced on a stage. After dancing for a half hour, she made her way to the bar.
" Hey Lenny. Give 2 shoots of vodka." Lenny nodded and slid the shoots to her. She downed the shots quickly.
" Whoa, relax off the vodka." She turned to the male figure next to her.
" Trust me I can handle my liquor." He shook his head.
"Okay, just warning you." He turned back to the bar and kept drinking. She looked at him more intensely. He had a green Mohawk, brown eyes and a southern accent.
" Well, who are you to fucking warn me?" She asked pointing to his two empty glasses.
" You're right, I'm not." He shrugged. " The body paint is from the party at the playboy mansion right?" She nodded in response. " I was there, but I didn't see you."
"Well, now you can see me." She was now drinking a bottle of water.
" I'm Shannon, Shannon Moore." He held out his hand. She glanced down at it.
" Xandra, Xandra Jacobs." She placed her hand into his. From that night on, nothing stayed the same.