Name: elisha
Age:15
Guy: Dean ambrose
Plot: where dean catches me skipping class (go from there) and if we have sex then make him call me a dirty little whore, slut, you whore, etc..
Meet: signing at my school
Rated: Dirty
You couldn't believe it, The Shield was doing a signing at your school. You were excited and got dressed, putting on all of your Shield gear that you brought from WWE Shop. You cut up the shirt yourself, so that it brought out your best features. You couldn't wait, today was going to be the best day ever. At least that's what you thought until you were told that you couldn't go to the signing because your teacher for trigonometry, decided that today would be the perfect day to have a very important test that would count for half of your grade, and you had trig during the time of the signing. It was an injustice for sure, and you decided on that moment that you would rather go see The Shield than go to a stupid math glass. So what, you could always work your butt off to bring up your grades. Meeting The Shield was a once in the life time opportunity, since it was very rare that the WWE did events in your town, let alone autograph signings.
You didn't go to class, instead you walked around the halls and the staircase, looking for The Shield. You kept walking around looking for them, and little did you know that you were being followed. You gave up looking for your three favorite wrestlers, and decided to just spend the rest of the period in the restroom. You turned around and came face to face with Dean Ambrose. Your jaw instantly dropped as you let out a squeal.
"Shouldn't someone be in class now?" Dean said with a smirk on his face.
"No, I had to see you. You guys are more important than some stupid class." You admitted to him, it wasn't like he could get you in trouble, could he?
"Yeah, I can see that." His eyes peered down from your face to your shirt. He had that devious smirk on his face. God, that smirk turned you on, everything he did turned you on, even just standing there. You had thoughts of him having his way with you in the middle of an empty staircase, calling you a dirty little whore. You snapped out of your thoughts as you heard him start talking again.
"How about this, cause you seem like a really big fan. I'll take you to the signing myself as a special guest, and you can hang out with me and the guys for the entire thing. That way you don't get in trouble."
"Really?"
"Yes." Dean put his arm around you and led you to the signing.
"What took you so long?" Roman asked.
"I found our VIP guest." Dean smiled.
"What VIP guest?" Seth asked in confusion.
Dean pointed to you, and you waved to them. Seth still looked confused, but went along with it anyways. Getting a picture with The Shield, their autograph and hanging out with them, was much better than sitting in a boring classroom and taking a test.