Disclaimer: I do not own anyone you recognize. I only own Charlie and my friend owns my other oc Elizabeth.
Note: I don't know if I'm spelling the names right of the guys that are at Bass Camp later in this chapter, but if they're misspelled I'm sorry. I don't know if John has a dog or if it's named what I named it. Remember IT'S FICTION!
Chapter 1Charlie Maxwell walked into her apartment and flopped onto her couch tiredly. She heard her home phone ringing and as tired as she was decided to let the machine get it.
"Charlie Lynn…it's your mother. I guess you aren't home from work yet. Call me as soon as you get this. I just got done talking to Mrs. Mason. Love ya hun. Bye."
Charlie shook her head at her mother's phone call. She knew exactly why her mother was calling her. Mrs. Mason was one of her mother's friends and they'd been trying to set Charlie up with Mrs. Mason's son Connor. Charlie couldn't stand him and he kept persisting her. She'd finally told him she had a boyfriend in hopes that it'd get him to leave her alone. But obviously he'd told his mother who had probably called hers the instant she was told. Charlie walked into her room, grabbed her laptop, and sat at her dining room table. She signed online to check her email. As soon as she'd signed online she heard the familiar ding signaling she had an instant message.
Lizard84: Hey hun. How was your day?
MaxB84: Shitty…yours?
Lizard84: Ok. Went out with Marc…same ole same ole. What's wrong hun?
MaxB84: Well remember me telling you about Connor? Well I was getting fuckin aggravated with him bein so damn persistent and told him I had a boyfriend. Well apparently he told his mother who called my mother. And now my mother has been calling me all day. I know she's gonna try to come by here tomorrow…hell she'll probably be waitin for me when I get home from Mickey's.
Lizard84: Well ya know what ya need? Ya need a vacation…you said you have the next two weeks off right?
MaxB84: Yeah I do but where would I go?
Lizard84: Here?
MaxB84: What Massachusetts?
Lizard84: Yeah why not? There are plenty of hotties for ya to have fun with. Wink wink
MaxB84: Let me look at tickets really quick hold on…looking for tickets
Lizard84: Ok
MaxB84: Ok I found one that will put me there at eight am. Will you be able to pick me up?
Lizard84: Well I won't but I can get Marc to…that is if ya don't mind goin to his friend's place with him.
MaxB84: So I finally get to meet the infamous Marc huh? I was wonderin when that would happen. I still can't believe you and him have been datin for two years…and that you are livin there now…and I still haven't met him.
Lizard84: Yeah me neither sometimes. I love him though and I really love it here. Ya never know ya might hit if off with one of the hotties here and be the next one movin.
MaxB84: It'd get me away from my mother wouldn't it?
Lizard84: Yeah. I just talked to Marc and he says he can pick you up.
MaxB84: Does he even know who he's getting?
Lizard84: I told him what you looked like. I don't feel like looking for a pic tonight.
MaxB84: Ok well I guess I'll see you tomorrow…night hun. Bye, bye.
Lizard84: Bye…night.
Charlie signed offline and went to pack her bags. Her home phone started ringing again and she knew it was her mother.
"Hello?"
"Charlie Lynn…what is this about you having a boyfriend? Mrs. Mason called me earlier asking me why I was helping to set her son up with a taken woman. Now…"
"Mother I can't really talk to you now. I'm packing."
"And where do you think you're going?"
Charlie couldn't believe her mother sometimes. Here she was twenty-six almost twenty-seven years old and her mother still tried to control her like she was five.
"Mother I'm going to Massachusetts."
"What's there? Or should I say who? Is that where your boyfriend lives?"
"Actually yeah it is mother. I tried to tell you that I didn't want you setting me up with anymore of your friends' sons but you wouldn't listen."
"Well how did you meet him and why didn't you tell me about him?"
"I met him when I went to visit Elizabeth last time. And I didn't tell you because I'm not five years old anymore mother. You don't need to know every little detail or control my life anymore."
"I'm your mother…"
"Who I love very much…but I can't talk any longer. Love you…bye…"
Charlie hung up the phone before her mother could say anything else. The next morning Charlie was standing at baggage claim and noticed someone who looked way too much like her favorite wrestler's cousin, Marc Predka, or as everyone else called him Trademarc.
'There is no way that's Lizard's Marc…no fuckin' way…'
Charlie knew it had to be when she overheard his phone conversation.
"Honey I can't find your friend Max anywhere…are you sure they said eight?"
Charlie walked over to Marc and tapped his shoulder after he flipped his cell phone shut. Marc turned around and noticed a young woman standing there wearing an old Houston Astros jersey, dark blue jeans, black flip flops, and an old Houston Astros hat on her head that was backwards. Her long brown hair was braided in to two pigtails that rested on her shoulders.
"Yes?"
"I'm guessin Lizard didn't tell ya my real name…"
"Wait you're Max?"
Charlie shook her head laughing knowing that Elizabeth definitely didn't tell her boyfriend that she was a girl.
"The name's Charlie Maxwell, Trademarc…"
"Ah so you know who I am."
"Yeah…somewhat anyways. Yall had a bad ass performance on RAW the other night."
"Thanks…well is that your only bag?"
Charlie nodded and thanked him as he took it from her. Once they were leaving the airport, Marc spoke up again.
"So she calls you Max I'm guessing because of your last name…why do you call her Lizard?"
"Well ya see I used to be a really heavy drinker…one night a friend of mine called her to come get me and when I saw her come in the bar I work at, I wasn't working that night by the way. Well anyways I called her over to come meet a friend of mine and I started going lizard…here lizard, lizard…"
Marc let out a deep laugh and Charlie found herself joining in.
"So Lizard tells me that I'm goin with you to a friend's house…"
"Well if you don't mind I gotta go by Bass Camp. Lizzie has become really good friends with all my friends and when she told us about her best friend Max and all these stories…"
"Oh God…I'm gonna kill her…she didn't tell any of yall that I was a girl did she?"
"Nope…so there is a shit load of guys that wanna meet "Max"…"
"This is gonna be fun."
"So Lizzie tells me you're a huge fan of my cousin."
"Yeah…I ain't got no shame…I'm a girl who loves wrestling…and not because of all the hot guys with no shirts on either. I actually really like it. John is my favorite because when he comes out he's himself. There's no gimmick or fakeness to it…he's himself. Not many of the others seem to be. As a person who really doesn't give a shit what people think or say…it's nice to see he's the same."
Marc nodded and had to agree with what his girlfriend said earlier about her friend and John getting along great. He had a feeling that Elizabeth wanted to set the two up…he had to agree after talking to her and getting to know Charlie it was a good idea. When the two made their way into Bass Camp, Charlie was in awe.
"You ok Lee? I can call you that right?"
"Yeah…it's just all so overwhelming ya know?"
"Yeah that's how I was at first too. Ok here we go."
The few men that were in the studio looked up as Marc walked in with the young woman.
"Yo Trademarc I thought you were gettin' Lizzie's friend Max. We didn't know you'd be pickin up another chick…what will Lizzie say?"
Marc was about to say something, but Charlie placed her hand on his arm and let him know she'd handle it.
"Well why don't you call her and ask her?"
The man looked confused at the woman. Charlie smiled and held out her cell phone.
"Just press 2 and then send…it'll call her cell."
"Wait you're Max?"
"Charlie Maxwell…and if I'm correct you're DJ Chaos right?"
The man smiled at Charlie and nodded.
"You're correct. I'm Chaos…that's The Freakas, 7L, and Esoteric. Nice to meet ya Charlie."
"You can call me Max if ya want…that or Lee. I think only my mother actually calls me Charlie."
The guys all nodded and began getting to know Charlie.
"So age, fave rapper, and are ya single?"
"Dude…"
"What?"
"Trademarc it's ok…well Esoteric …I'm twenty six almost twenty seven. My favorite rapper…well that's a hard decision. I like a lot of the old school, new school, and the female MC's. I do have to same I'm envious that yall got to meet Bumpy Knuckles though. Yes I'm single…but don't let my mother know."
Marc looked at Charlie and smiled after shaking his head.
"Dude has your mother really been settin you up with her friends' sons?"
"Lizard told ya huh? Yeah she has. They're all becoming doctors or lawyers. No offense to people in those careers…but they're too boring for me. I think she's doin it so I won't have to worry about my children growing up poor or something. That and she's already tryin to get me settled down. All her friends' daughters are married or engaged. I'm not but my sister is two years younger than me, married, and has two kids. So it's like let's rush Charlie to the alter and knock her up while we're there."
The guys all started laughing at her last comment. Marc was glad to see she fit in with everyone. Before anyone could say anything else a loud voice was heard.
"The Champ is HERE!"
Charlie looked up and was in shock. Standing a few feet in front of her was none other than her favorite wrestler, Marc's cousin John Cena.
"Who are you? And where's Lizzie's friend?"
"Allow me to introduce myself…I'm Charlie Maxwell…otherwise known as Max."
John stood in shock while Charlie was thinking he was rude for not shaking her hand.
'There is no way this woman is Max.'
"You know where I was raised…"
Before Charlie could finish her statement she heard her nickname being yelled. She looked away from John and noticed her friend Elizabeth had just gotten there.
"Lizard!"
"I see you've met everyone. Have they been treatin you ok?"