The alarm clock buzzed promptly at 8:30 in the morning. I rolled over and shut it off as quickly as I could. I rubbed my eyes and turned on the lamp. I removed my self from the bed and stretched. I went to the bathroom and looked myself over in the mirror. I tried different poses out in front of it; finding which ones made me look taller, thinner, and prettier. I stopped after a while, and went back to the room. I picked up the phone and dialed Brian's number. The phone rang endlessly before a groggy Brian answered, "Mmmm?" He mumbled into the phone. "Wake up. Bus leaves in 2 hours." I said, before hanging up. I went back to the bathroom and started the shower. I stripped myself of my clothes and once again, looked myself over in the mirror. My body looked good in the morning; my stomach was flat, my ribs showing. I smiled and got into the shower.
Working for the WWE as one of the many road managers is a stressful and time consuming job. I've been working with the company for almost 4 years now. The first year was great, but by the second year, I had developed a huge problem. Being surrounded by beautiful, trim women all day really makes you rethink your own appearance and the way people see you. I've met a lot of great people though, and enjoy every moment of it. It's hard; but in the end it's all worth it.
I had gotten dressed and was now searching around my room for anything I might have missed when packing my suitcase. I heard a soft knock on the door. "Coming!" I made my way over to the door, and opened it to reveal a very sleepy looking Randy Orton. "Yes?" I asked. "John, Adam, Shawn and I were gonna go get some breakfast, you wanna come with?" He asked. I shook my head, "I already ate. Room service." He nodded, "You wanna come with anyways? Keep us company?" He asked, smiling at me. I nodded. "Sure, let me just get my sweatshirt." I said, returning to my room and grabby a baggy sweatshirt and room key. "Let's go."
I followed Randy down to the restaurant in the hotel. I was lead through the place, passing numerous superstars on the way, to a table in the back. There sat the guys; as Randy had mentioned. "Hey guys." I said, waving and smiling shyly. They smiled back, giving a few different responses of acknowledgement. "Well, breakfast is the buffet thing, so I'm gonna go dig in." John announced, standing up and walking towards it. The rest of the guys followed suit, leaving Shawn and I at the table. "You gonna eat anything?" He asked. I shook my head, "I ate already. I think I'm gonna get some coffe though. You want some?" He nodded and smiled. I went off in the direction of the coffee, smiling to myself as I walked.
Breakfast lasted about an hour. I had left at about the same time the guys went back for their third helping. 'Complimentary breakfast', was music to their ears. I was finishing getting everything packed; I had been checking the room over and over. I was never convinced I had everything. "Chargers, chapstick, laptop, phone, clothes.." I listed outloud. I nodded. "That's everything." I was zipping up my suitcase when I heard a knock on my door. "It's open!" I yelled. The door slowly creaked open. Brian peeked out from behind it. "You ready to go?" He asked. I nodded and smiled. "You look so tiny in that sweatshirt. It's swallowing you up." He said, laughing. I smiled. "Well, anyways. Be out in like, ten minutes ok?" I nodded and he left, leaving the door open. I groaned, got up from my place and went to shut it. As I reached the door, Adam was at the doorframe. I smiled, "Yes?" "You need any help with anything?" "You can carry my bags if you like." He nodded, came into my room and lifted my bag. "Oh come on, that is not even heavy." He said, laughing. "It's heavy for a small girl like me." I said. He shook his head and wandared out the door, me trailing behind me. "You used to be able to do it." He mumbled, trailing off at the end. I rolled my eyes at him. He was always on my case about how thin I have gotten. I followed behind him, until we reached the bus.
