A/N: New story time! I know what you are all thinking, "Oh, no, I'll start to like this one then BAM! She won't update for a year!" BUT, I won't do that! I actually have MANY ideas for this one! Aaaaaannnnd, it is a wrestling story! YAY!
"Oh my god, Lily, just ask him out already! I think you're creeping him out with all your staring you do. Hell, it's creeping me out," My best friend in the whole world, and my tag team partner, Linay, said to me. I glared at her.
"I am not staring at him! I don't even like him!" I exclaimed. Right now, we were sitting in catering, waiting for my brother, Randy Orton, to come out of his locker room, so we could leave to the hotel. Linay was accusing me of staring at Nexus' high flyer, Justin Gabriel. He was sitting with fellow Nexus member, and leader, Wade Barrett.
Truth was, they weren't anything like their characters. They were actually very nice. I had only met them once.
*Flashback*
Linay and I were walking to my brother's locker room to get ready for the show tonight. We had a match tonight against Alicia Fox and Maryse. Randy had one against Sheamus, so we wanted to wish him good luck.
"Ugh, it just had to be Alicia Fox, didn't it? That annoying skank does nothing but scream and scratch." Linay was complaining to me. I had to admit, it was pretty irritating.
"True, but at least we can kick her ass, right Nay nay?" I said, using my nickname I gave to her when we were 5. She smirked evilly and high-fived me. We laughed and rounded the corner.
*BAM*
We were both knocked down on our asses. We looked at each other, shocked.
"Oh shit, sorry." A man with a British accent apologized. Two hands were held out to us. A tan one toward me, and a slightly paler one toward Linay. I looked up. My jaw dropped open.
There was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. He had brown hair that was flattened to his head. It looked incredibly soft. His eyes were a dark brown that were beautiful. His sleeves of his yellow and black shirt, that had a "N" in the middle of it defined his muscles pretty well. His shirt also showed off his abs. I found myself staring and moved on to the other man.
This man was paler than his friend. His black hair was slicked back on the sides. He was also wearing the shirt that his friend was wearing. Man, was he TALL. He stood at least 4 inches over us. He was pretty cute, but not as gorgeous as the man standing next to him.
"Hello, I'm Justin Gabriel. Sorry I knocked you down." Justin said. He had a deep accent, but I couldn't figure out what accent it was.
"I'm Lily Orton. It's alright." I said, as I took his hand, he pulled me up. Linay did the same with the British man.
"Is Randy Orton your brother?"
"No, he's her grandfather! Of course he is brother!" Linay said sarcastically. I chuckled.
"Sorry about my friend here. She's feisty," I said while elbowing my friend in the ribs.
"I'm Linay Juarez," She said.
"More like WHORE-ez." I snickered, emphasizing the "Juar" and making it sound like "Whore". She always hated when I did that to her. Today was no exception, and she sent me a glare.
"I'm Wade Barrett. Nice to meet you two." He said, as they both smiled.
"Oh, just to let you know, I'm from South Africa, you seemed confused when I spoke." Justin said. I blushed. So South Africa, huh? His accent was pretty cute.
"Lily! Linay! There you too are!" Randy said, turning the corner. "Wade, Justin." He said smiling and nodding at the two men, acknowledging them. "We better get to the locker room. The show's about to start," He said.
"Ok, thanks Randy. Bye guys!" Linay said, waving them goodbye. I did the same.
"Bye! Sorry about the whole bumping into you thing," Wade said.
"No problem," I said, smiling and walking away.
*End Flashback*
That was two days ago. Now, we haven't even seen them since the show. Well, except for now.
"Lily! Earth to Lily!" My best friend said, waving her hand in front of my face. I snapped out of my thoughts.
"What?"
"You were thinking about Justin weren't you?" She said. It was a little too loud for my liking.
"Shut up! I bet YOU were thinking about Wade!" I said, just as loud. She blushed and glared at me and I glared back, my glare copying my brother's exactly. Normally, anybody else would back off. But not MY best friend. She wasn't just anybody. She knew me and Randy too long to be scared of "the" glare.
Should I explain how I met her to you? I think I should.
When I was about 4, a new family moved in next to my big house in St. Louis. The Juarez's. My mom and Dad were making me and Randy, who was about 10, go outside and greet their little girl, Linay. We really didn't want too. Both didn't exactly enjoy people. No, we weren't socio-paths, we just didn't like company.
Anyway, so we went across the grass to the house, with a plate of cookies Mom made. Cliché, I know. Randy knocked on the door and a girl who was the same age as me, answered the door.
"Hi! I'm Linay. Nice to meet you! I can tell that we will be the best of friends!" She had said, pulling me and Randy into a giant hug. For a 4 year old, she was pretty strong.
And boy was she right; all three of us were inseparable.
When Randy was 17 and we were 12, he started to train to become a wrestler. For the next 5 years, me and Linay didn't like the fact that he was a wrestler. But, when he made his debut on Smack Down in 2002, that changed our minds like you wouldn't believe.
We begged him to train us. Believe me; it took hours to convince him.
*Flashback*
"Randy?" Nay Nay said, as we both walked up to him.
"Yeah?" He said, a little skeptical, he knew we were up to something.
I told how we wanted him to train us to become wrestlers.
"Absolutely not!"
"Why?" I complained.
"I don't need you guys getting hurt!"
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?"
"NO!"
"Fine! We don't need your help! We can just go to a wrestling school and have them train us!" I said.
He glared at me. We glared back holding our own. We stayed like that for a good 3 minutes without even blinking. Suddenly he broke our glare.
"Ugh! Fine! "We squealed and hugged him.
*End Flashback*
We would of started earlier with the training, but then a terrible tragedy happened.
Randy's and my parents, along with Linay's parents, were killed in a terrible 10 car pileup. They were on their way to a party when a big semi-truck slammed on its breaks suddenly, because the driver was drunk and he passed out, his weight on the brake pedal.
This set us back for a month, but we got through it. We started training really hard. He pushed to our limit.
After 5 years at OVW and Randy's training, we made our debut on Raw at 20 years old and Randy was 25.
*Flashback*
I was so nervous. I could tell that my best friend was too. Tonight we would make our first debut on Raw.
"What if we don't come out on time? What if something goes wrong? What if we screw up?" I kept ranting and ranting. Finally, Linay had enough. She stopped me in the middle of my pacing and ranting, and slipped the taste right out of my mouth.
"Better?"
"What the hell was that for?" I said. Meanwhile, Randy was sitting on the couch in our locker room, watching the whole thing with an amused expression on his face.
"To make you less annoying! Look, I am nervous too, but we can't let that overcome us!"
"Did you have to slap me?"
"Yes! Now, come on, we are on in five minutes."
*End Flashback*
To my surprise, everything went smoothly. We easily became a fan favorite, probably because my brother was a face already.
"Lily? Oh my- are you thinking about him again?" She said.
"For your information, no I was not! I was thinking about how we first met." I said.
"I called it good, didn't I?"
"Yeah, you did."
"Oh look! They are getting ready to leave! Go ask him before it's too late!"
"Linay, no! He probably already has a girlfriend! Why don't you go ask Wade out?" I said
She ignored my question, "Just take a risk!"
"You are not going to let this go, are you?"
"Hell no!" She said. I sighed and was about to get out of my chair when I saw a blond chick go up to Justin.
"Hey baby," She said and kissed him.
Yeah, that really boosted my ego.
A/N: Alright! First chapter finished! I know some things are out of order, but this is fan FICTION. Flames will be used to toast my bread.
