"Oi you lot, get up!" a voice barked from outside of the door. I sprung up and looked up at the clock. 5:55 in the morning! I got out of bed clumsily as Justin and Heath woke up from their spots in the room. I dragged myself to the door, making sure my black nightie was pulled down and opened the door.
"What is it Wade?" I asked him, annoyed as I leaned on the doorway for support "I thought you said no more meetings until after 6:15?" I had to blink several times to clear my focus. When I could see the leader of our group, he was already in his Nexus shirt and jeans, his armband up on his right arm.
He chuckled, his eyes showing no signs of joking though. "Change of plans. You three get dressed and be in the lobby in fifteen minutes for breakfast. We need to plan our next attack for tonight." he commanded in his heavy British accent.
"Fifteen minutes?!" I asked him, my golden-green eyes widening. "Only fifteen?"
He laughed for real this time as Heath and Justin came up behind me, each of them resting an arm on my shoulders. "Yeah, so all of you better hurry the bloody hell up! The rest of the team's already up!" he commanded before walking down the hall and to the elevator.
"How the hell is he already up?" I yawned as I pulled out my Nexus shirt that I had added my own personal touches to.
"Don't ask us," said Heath in his southern drawl "He's normally one to sleep in 'till at least nine!"
"Hey, you guys better hurry, Wade doesn't have much patience!" Justin warned us. I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom to get changed. I slid into my Nexus shirt and black shorts before zipping up my leather boots. I threw my hair in a messy bun and finished brushing my teeth when there was a knocking at the door.
"What?" I called to whoever the knocker was.
"C'mon Jen!" called Heath "We get you're a woman, but some of us still need to get in there!" I laughed at him. I opened the door to see Justin and Heath standing there waiting, toothbrushes in hand. I jokingly flipped them off.
"Eh whatever," said Justin laughing. "We've got about five minutes 'till Wade wants us down." Him and Heath stood on either side of me, each of them starting to brush their teeth. I stood next to them, trying to apply my makeup but couldn't do that because they kept nudging me.
"Will you two knock it off?" I said in a semi-annoyed tone. I had to wipe eyeshadow off of my face four times already.
Heath rolled his eyes as he spit. "Mhmm. So what, so you can perty yourself up to meet with the rest of the guys?" he joked, batting his eyes. Again, I flipped him off.
Heath rolled his eyes again. Justin looked like he was about to sneeze and as he did, he knocked me into Heath, causing my bright red lipstick to smear off of my face and half way across Heath's.
"Damn it Jen!" he shouted with a slight laugh "You're gonna get it!"
I sprinted out of the room, dragging Justin with me and slamming the bathroom door in Heath's face. Justin and I grabbed our duffle bags from in front of the hotel room door and ran out into the hallway, pulling this door shut behind us as well.
We ran laughing down the hallway as Heath called, "You're BOTH gonna get it!" and a few superstars stepped groggily out of their doors. "Down the stairs!" Justin commanded as we made a hard right to the flight of stairs. The guys and I do things once in awhile like this, but never in front of Wade. He would just... well... we really don't know.
Five flights of stairs later, Justin and I were sprinting through the final stretch of floor before reaching the lobby with Heath closing in. In one movement, Heath ran around in front of us, scooped me over his shoulder, and ran towards the place where Wade told us to meet him.
"Heath!" I squealed as he picked up speed "Put me down! Justin!" Meanwhile my other partner-in-crime, Justin was keeping up beside us, laughing at the sight of me in my Nexus gear thrown over the shoulder of one of our partners.
"What the..?" a recognizable voice called from the breakfast area. Heath slowed down and Justin did too until they came to a complete stop, the rest of our group standing in front of us in a line like we do on stage. Heath set me down and the three of us were blushing madly.
"What was that?" said Wade. His voice was more curious and amused than demanding and harsh- which he only used if we were totally out of hand or in the ring.
Justin and I tried to stifle a laugh but failed as Heath pointed to his cheek, red lipstick streaking right across. "She did this to me!" The rest of the team laughed along with us. "She smeared her lipstick across my face!" he insisted.
"For the record, Justin sneezed and knocked me into Heath!" I laughed as I poured a bit of coffee from the counter next to our group.
"I've gotta say though Heath," Darren said as the group sat down at one of the larger tables "That lipstick is quite an improvement!"
"Aw shut up Young!" Heath whined as he tried to wipe the cherry-red lipstick off of his face while looking into a tea kettle.
"Need some help?" I mock concerned asked him from my spot in between him and Justin. Heath sighed and nodded. I took a napkin and wet it a bit with some of the coffee from my mug, but Heath was paying no attention. I took the napkin and in one swipe got the makeup off... and slightly burning his cheek in the process.
"Damn it JJ!" he shouted as he sprung from his seat and started to chase me around the table. We were fake glaring at each other from opposite sides of the table as our team mates looked on in amusement, including Wade!
I stuck my tongue out at Heath like a little kid and mockingly said, "Can't catch me!" Heath took this as a challenge. He chased me once more around the table before I jumped back into my seat, laughing along with the rest of Nexus. Heath came up and jokingly twisted my arm behind my back, causing me to let out a pained yelp. What can I say, we jokingly rough house. It's our way of joking around with each other.
"Oi!" called Wade to everyone "Settle down! We've got business to attend to!" Heath went and sat down in his seat like a child who got scolded by a teacher. He snuck a smirk at me and I returned it. "Now that THAT'S done with, we can get down to why I truly called you all down here."
"At six in the morning," Otunga muttered under his breath.
"What was that David?" asked the leader of our little group "Did you ask for me to tell Vince to pair you in a room with the Big Show?" he said, a smirk playing on his lips.
David's look of smugness was now replaced with a look of horror. "No sir!" he panicked "I didn't say anything of the sort!"
Wade smirked. "Good. Now, we need to plan our next move for tonight's Monday Night Raw." The team smiled.
"But who are we gonna attack this week Wade?" I asked him cockily, eyebrow raised.
"Yeah! We've already gotten half the locker room!" Justin chimed in.
"Exactly!" Wade stated, slamming his fist on the table "We're leaving for the arena early today. We need to check out the card and the men who are going to be fighting tonight. Are we clear on that?" The rest of the guys and I nodded. I looked around at our large group.
To my left was Justin "Dare Wolf" Gabriel, one of my main partners in crime. Next to him was Darren Young, crazy paint brush hair, he's one of our hyper on- the-spot guys. David Otunga was next, he's, well, an oiled up ass kisser with a bow tie and travel mug. Wade Barrett - our leader- sat across from me. Michael Tarver was to Wade's left, his bandana which is typically pulled up over his nose was resting around his neck. Skip Sheffield was next, he's like the human form of steroids. And finally, Heath Slater. My other partner in crime with his little southern accent. Oh yeah, and then there's me. Jen Johanson.
I'm known as the WWE's favorite bitch. That's because I attack people with what I find and I do that passionately, and I'm in probably the biggest group of bullies in the WWE: the Nexus. I have respect for the Nexus members, except for Daniel Bryan who we kicked out with a fairly brutal beat down.
We sat and ate our breakfasts having a heated discussion about who we should attack. There were quite a few names thrown out there, but we can't just take out anyone- even though we do that, it's planned attacking. At least, within the Nexus.
"Alright team!" Wade called once all of us had finished. We looked up at him. "Time to head off to the arena! Driving schedules are the same as room ones! Grab your bags and go!" he bellowed. Our group sprung up from the table and grabbed our bags before sprinting out of the hotel and into the rental cars and taxis.
Justin, Heath and I piled into the back of a taxi. Of course, I was squished in the middle. "Aww! Lookie who's in the middle bay-bay!" laughed Heath as he smashed me in more- if that was possible.
I turned half way around so I was facing Justin and shoved my back against Heath's. "Ow! Hey, no fair!" Heath whined pushing back. "You can't do that!"
"Who says?" I giggled as I pushed him back.
"I say!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yeah-HUH!" Heath shot back. With one hard shove, he pushed me from my seat and jerked to the side, seat belt crushing across my chest. I punched him in the arm and the three of us sat in silence before the cab driver said, "Alright you three, MSG, here ya go."
Heath paid the cab fare and the three of us ran into the arena with our bags in hand. We headed down the hallway to find our locker room. I glanced around, only a few people were around and when they were, they cleared way.
We reached the locker room and entered, nobody else in there. I took another look behind us. Superstars were looking angrily and apprehensively after the three of us. I shut the door behind us and smirked as I thought of something: We're up on top and it'll take a hell of a lot of people to take us down.
Hi everyone! I'm re-starting my story! It used to be called "One Hell of A Rebel", but now it's "Nexus Or Against Us"! I'm going to be updating plenty more chapters tonight! Thanks for reading!
Xoxo (and always believe in the Nexus and Shield!)
Taylor