Watch Me Shine
She was just an average girl they meant working backstage but when they're introduced to a different wrestling organization they realize she's not so average but just like them. Now with Raw teaming up with Hayward's she's catching more and more attention.
"Alright everyone pay attention!" yelled Vince. They were at the sight for yet another pay-per view and this time it was to go off perfectly. As the members of the WWE quieted down Vince began to speak. "Please behave here tonight. This is not only the set of our pay-per view but another show for Hayward's tomorrow night. So please don't trash the place." Vince's speech was interrupted by a quiet knock on the door. "COME IN!"
A small girl about 5"3' with golden brown almost blonde hair came in. "Sorry to interrupt sir but Hayward sent me to show you the locker rooms and offices you can use." The girl spoke quietly.
"Jezz now Hayward's making poor little kids do his dirty work." Vince muttered sarcastically.
"Always has sir." The girl responded jokingly.
"Well hello sugar. I'm Ric Flair and you are." Ric said flirtatiously.
"Doing my boss a huge favor and not interested." The much younger girl replied. The meeting room erupted in laughter as Ric was turned down. "But, besides that my name Andria Holt, the unfortunate person Hayward chose to go do a triple shift today."
"So…" Stephanie interrupted "That means you wrestle for Hayward?" she questioned gently, obviously attempting to be friendly to the poor girl whose voice barely rose above a whisper the whole time in the room.
"Yes miss." Andria replied.
"You wrestle?" questioned Phil. (CM Punk)
"Yes." Andria whispered almost embarrassed.
"SWEET!" exclaimed Phil, in an extremely friendly mood, "You'll have to show me some taps later!"
"Well actually all of you are required to attend Hayward's tomorrow where I'm sure Ms. Holt will be in attendance. Now if you wouldn't mind showing me the locker rooms." Vince said talking the young girl down the hall with him.
A few hours later Jeff Hardy approached the table consisting of his brother and friends. "Hey what's up guys?"
"Hey Jeff." They each responded.
"Dude can you believe we're being forced to go watch that group of nobodies tomorrow." Randy Orton spat.
"Randy they can't be that bad," said Hunter Helmsey.
"Yeah who knows," Matt Hardy said.
"I've seen Hayward's before." Glenn said to the group. "Last I checked they were pretty amazing and that girl Andria who we saw earlier has a feud going with some guy named CJ."
"Well let's find out." Chris Jericho said pulling out his laptop and searching Hayward's on Google.
"So what's it say?" questioned Mark Calloway.
"Damn man these kids look pretty cool." John Cena said to the group.
"Well what do you say we ask a member of Hayward's." Dave Batista suggested.
"Are you offering to go talk to her?" Rey Mysterio questioned.
"I'll go." Shawn Michaels groaned standing up to go talk to the beautiful girl they saw earlier. She was talking to a stage hand.
"I'm telling you Dylan. I think he wants to kill me." Andria informed the man working, while she was sitting on a crate.
"Dria, CJ is an asshole. I don't see why you let him bother you so much." Dylan responded.
"I just don't know why he hates me so much." Andria responded.
"Well from what I've seen Darlin' it be pretty hard to hate you."At the sudden attention Andria blushed and hid her face behind her long flowing wavy hair. Shawn so far loved her hair. It was something he just loved about a girl being able to snuggle up and play with her hair through his finger tips. "I'm Shawn." He introduced himself.
"Nice to meet you sir, I'm Andria."
"Darlin' you can drop the sir. You're making me feel old." Shawn joked lightly.
"Sorry." Andria whispered.
"Don't worry about it honey." Shawn responded. "Well me and some of the guys over there were wondering if you'd like to join us. You don't have to if you don't want to we'd just like to talk to you."
"Ummm… okay I guess." Andria responded as Shawn gave her his amazing smile that would melt any girl. "I'll see you later Dylan."
"See ya Killer. Try not to slam their heads into the wall, because I ain't fixing it." Dylan responded. "And I'm sure I'll see you again but just in case I don't good luck tomorrow."
"Thanks Dyl. I'll see you soon." Andria replied hugging Dylan and turning to Shawn.
"You ready sweetheart?" Shawn questioned.
"Yep." Andria whispered.
Together Shawn and Andria walked across the room to the table of guys chatting rather loudly. "Idiots shut up!" Shawn yelled causing Andria to giggle and Shawn smiled slightly. "Andria this is Paul, Dave, Matt, Jeff, Chris, Mark, Glenn, Rey, John, and Randy. Guys this is Andria."
"Hi."
"Hey chicka, Park it right here." Rey said pulling out the chair next to himself and Dave. Shawn sat across the table.
"Thank you." Andria whispered.
"Hey Shorty no need to be shy." John encouraged.
"Yo Cena seems Hayward's have people who will support everyone else but you." Chris joked still looking on Hayward's website.
"Dude that ain't cool." John said, smirking, he took his You Can't See Me hat off his head and put it on Andria's. "There now I have some support. You wear that Shorty."
"Okay." Andria giggled. "And should I wear it into the ring tomorrow night?" she joked.
"HELL YEAH!"
Andria giggled again, "So Chicka where are you from?" Rey questioned.
"Well originally Texas but my family moved to South Carolina and I've lived there ever since." Andria responded.
"No way." Matt said.
"We live in Cameron." Jeff said.
"I know." Andria responded, I moved in down the street from you two about five months ago, but you haven't come home in that time, but I love your dad."
"You're shittin' me." Jeff said.
"Nope." Andria giggled quietly.
"You know sugar. You're still being shy." Dave informed.
"Sorry. Habit. I always have been."
"Babycakes you got nothing to worry about. Your Hardy Boyz will look out for you." Matt said.
"Sorry Andria the pricks all seem to have given you pet names without checking to see if they were okay with you." Paul joked.
"It's alright at least it's not…" Andria started.
"ANDRIA CJ IS OUTSIDE HE JUST TOOK KEV DOWN!" A little small boy with brown hair, no older than five said running up to cling on Andria, "Mike told me to find help."
"Jamesy, you remember Hayward's office?" Andria questioned gently.
"Yep."
"I want you to go wait there Mia will come get you." Andria said standing up, "I'll be right back." She said making a mad dash for the door, the stage hand Dylan right behind here.
She ran outside to see massive brawling. "THAT'S ENOUGH!" she screamed loud enough to grab the attention of every boy in the parking lot. The members of the WWE that saw her early looked shocked to hear her scream. "Every member of Hayward's go home now! Anyone else who stays go ahead. Marcus don't let anyone else in the building unless they are wrestling here tonight. Mia Jamesy's in his hiding place.
A man much larger the Andria with jet black hair and a vicious glare stepped up to Andria "Tomorrow it's just you and me bitch," he spat spitting in Andria's face. He turned in a circle quickly and right hooked her in the jaw. Andria not expecting the blow fell to the ground.
"Holy shit. Andria you okay?"
"Fine." Andria muttered, she turned on her heel, "Not a word to Hayward. He'll have all our asses."
"You got it Dria, be careful back there."
"Dria wait up." The boy, Dylan from earlier ran over, "John Cena?" he questioned motioning to her hat.
"Oh he'd kick your butt, but if I remember correctly that wasn't too hard to accomplish." Andria responded.
"Yeah, yeah. Are you sure your okay that was an ugly punch." Dylan questioned gently.
"I'm good. Thanks Dyl." Andria sighed deeply. Should she go back over? Who was she kidding, these guys were professional wrestlers they'd know she'd been hit. And if memory serves right each of them did and interview where they all freely expressed their disgust with guys who hit women.
"Shorty has arrived." John announced to the table.
"Holy crap." Chris said hoping up and gently cupping the side of her face. "Are you alright?" he questioned gently wrapping her up in a tight hug, being extremely careful of the bright red mark on the side of her face.
"I'm okay." She whispered. Shawn's fists clenched tightly, he didn't know why but he felt like he should be the one comforting Andria.
"What happened?" Mark questioned.
"And don't be shy." Glenn stated.
"CJ threatened me, spit in my face, and then punched me." She whispered.
"WHAT!" the table roared. Rants went out on what they should do to the asshole. Many words being muttered.
"Guys please…" Andria pleaded only to be completely ignored! "GUYS!" she spoke loud and firmly this time.
"No man should ever do that to a girl." Matt stated ferociously.
"Yeah chicka, we'll kick his ass." Rey stated.
"Hell yeah." Said Randy.
"Look guys…" Andria started.
"There's no debating this Darlin'." Shawn stated clenching his fists together tightly.
"Look I…"
"Andria we will kick his ass." Paul growled.
"I have a Hell in a Cell match against him next week and a no DQ match tomorrow." She spat before they had the chance to say anything else.
"What!" Jeff exclaimed.
"Andria Hayward just called he wants you to head into the studio," informed a stage hand.
"Thanks Franco. I'll see you guys tomorrow possibly." Andria said.
"Wait!" called Chris as she turned to walk away.
"What?" Andria asked quietly.
"Write down your number and each of us will text you later."
"Alright." She scribbled her number on a piece of paper. "I'll see you guys later."
"Wow." John said.
"I don't know what it is but she's one person I want to get to know, for once." Mark stated.
"BATISTA YOU'RE ON IN 20!"yelled a stage hand.
"I know what you mean." Glenn stated.
"We should get ready." Shawn stated.
"I think Shawny Boy has feeling for little Miss. Holt." Hunter joked.
"SHUT UP!"
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