Anna King fanned herself in the hot Arkansas heat.
Her long, silky brown hair was in a large clump, due to amount of sweat that poured off her.
The familiar sound of a bell filled the store.
"ANNA!" she heard her father yell.
"Yes Daddy" she replied softly, but enough so he heard.
She grabbed a freezing mug of water, and then went outside to dump it on herself to cool down.
The bell attached to the door sounded as the twenty-one year old gas jockey went outside into the hot heat of the July day.
Her daisy duke shorts caught the immediate attention of a group of men, as did her open plaid button- up shirt,.
What Anna did next left the men with their mouths wide open.
She grabbed the freezing cold water and dumped it on herself.
Anna moaned with relief as her skin felt the coldness and goosebumps filled her arms. The feeling only lasted a second, and Anna was roasting again.
"O.K…" Anna shook her arms to get the water off.
" What can I get you guys?" she asked politely.
A man wearing a black suit handed her two hundred dollars
" Ummm-WOW-Uhhhhhhh…. fill er' up? Keep the change".
. " That was worth two hundred bucks right there"
The man thought back a few seconds ago, when he saw the hottest girl he had ever seen. " In Arkansas of all places too!" he thought, with a slight chuckle.
Anna just filled his BMW with gas and tuned him out completely. The car owner stood and stared at Anna. The gas tank signaled it was full and she stopped.
" Hey , can I have your number?"
Anna eyed him underneath her dollar store sunglasses.
" No thanks". She said, walking back into the gas station.
Her older sister sat at the cash register reading a Cosmo.
She smirked at Anna, then giggled.
"Oh Anna Banana. You keep the bills paid with that outfit".
Anna shot her sister a look.
"Hey! It's roasting-ass hot out here. I'm not wearing church-girl outfit like you do. Daddy's girl!" she went over to the cooler and grabbed a Pepsi.
" I know I keep the bills paid. It helps us have a home and food. Daddy's got a broken neck and doesn't come out of bed, and you know mother hasn't returned since we were young".
Anna walked over and hugged her big sister.
"I love you Chrysta. And you're gorgeous; a man will fall hard for you one day". Chrysta knew her sister was lying.
Anna King stood at 6 foot nothing, long and lean, with long brown hair.
Pretty much every man that stopped by "King's Gas Station" hit on Anna, and she was used to it. After all, she kept a roof over her family's head. They didn't have luxuries, but were fed and happy.
Chrysta accepted her baby sister's hug.
"I love you too Anna. A girl who is as kindhearted and awesome like you is destined for greatness". Anna shook her head, and put the bottle of Pepsi on her forehead.
"OK, this is NOT the Anna show, so I'm going to stand in the tiny pop cooler until someone comes…"
She opened the door and instant relief came over her.
" OH MY GOSH CHRYSTA! Come stand in here with me." Her big sister ran over and joined her in the cooler.
"Hey, it's quite cozy and cool in here. Let's move in." joked Anna.
"Good idea baby sis." replied Chrysta.
Anna heard the front door of the gas station open. "O.K baby sis.. It's your turn to deal with a customer. I need to stock up the soda."
Anna glared at Chrysta. "You're just sayin' that so you can be in here."
Her sister beamed.
" FINE! But you owe me big time".
Anna made her way to the counter to wait on the customer.
"Hello there. Is the bottled water all you need today?" she asked politely.
"Oh yes dear. Thanks so much Anna. How's ur daddy today?" the old man asked, concerned for his friend.
Anna leaned in to talk to him, with a slightly sad look.
"Daddy's alright today, since the accident he wants so badly to work, but can't. He just watches wrestling all the time". She glanced back to her father's bedroom.
"We'll let him know Betty and I are praying for him". Anna smiled.
"Thanks so much Mr. Marsh." She bent down at his level to give him a hug.
"Now you tell that gorgeous wife of yours hello for me."
She waved as Mr. Marsh left the store. "What an awesome old man. Why can't all elderly people be like him?" she asked aloud.
She was interrupted by her big sister's sarcasm. "You know you make that old man's life when you hug him, it's funny". She couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh Chrysta! You need to be more open and KIND to people. Maybe they'll like you." Anna was met with a punch in the arm.
'I'm nice!" Anna scrunched her face at her sister.
"You're assaulting your sister at your place of work, you psycho".
Chrystal growled back.
"Don't go growling at customers, you'll scare them all away". Anna laughed and pointed at her sister. Chrysta was frozen still.
"ANNA! Look outside! Look outside! Holy shit!"
Two familiar men were making their way into their store. Chrysta was frozen in place, in total shock.
"What's wrong with you?" she whispered.
"That's Kane… and Edge you idiot. Daddy watches them all the time, how can you not know who they are Anna? Geesh woman."
Anna was less than impressed. "I tune out that trash" she whispered.
First, Edge came up to the counter.
"So, just the water for you today?" She asked the blonde man with tattoos.
He stood in complete awe over the beautiful woman.
'Yes it is, but it's not all I want.' He flirted.
"I'm Adam Copeland." He held out his hand and she shook it.
"You are stunning!" he told her confidently.
Anna shook the comment off.
"Okay that will be two bucks please". She held her hand out for his money.
"Hey wait a second here. Can I know your name?" Anna thought about it for a moment.
"Thomas. My name is Thomas. Thank-you so much for stopping by King's, come back soon now".
Adam was completely shocked.
"So, do you know who I am?" he asked with a smile.
"Nooo... Sorry I do NOT, and your pick-up skills aren't working, tragic".
It was that moment when Mr. Edge realized he was rejected.
Next, the HUGE man stood at the counter. Anna had to look up to see him fully, which she wasn't used to.
He started to laugh, and slapped Adam on the back.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH Adam's rejected. That's hilarious. Have you EVER been turned down?"
He started to laugh again.
" Well now you have."
A shocked Chrysta asked Adam for his autograph.
"BIG FAN" she exclaimed. He obliged and signed a blank piece of paper for her.
"Ummm is the Coca-Cola all you need today? "Anna asked the giant bald man.
"Oh gosh, I needed a good laugh. Yes. Please Thomas. Hey! we have something in common. My middle name is Thomas. It's a smaller world than I thought".
Anna couldn't help but smile.
Adam watched her beam at his friend, and smirked.
"Cola? I'm a Pepsi kind of girl. I totally adore Pepsi, well that and my bottled water."
Glenn felt a warming in his heart.
"Two bucks please". She held her hand out to receive his money.
The tall man looked past Anna and said hello to Chrysta.
She just stood and stared.
"Are you okay?" he asked worried.
" Uhhh.. yeah. Can I please have your autograph? And maybe hug you? I'm in shock".
Anna was creeped out.
"You want to hug strangers? Weirdo".
He smiled at Chyrsta, and then turned his attention back to Anna.
"Oh my GOD!" he thought loudly.
"She's so gorgeous!".
The mere sight of the woman made him weak.
"So, would YOU like my autograph?" he asked his dream girl.
She shook her head.
"I don't know who you are, so no thank-you. Have a nice day Mr.?" she extended her hand.
"Glenn THOMAS Jacobs. I wrestle for the WWE." He was half expecting her to be impressed.
"Okay. Good for you I guess. Two dollars for your drink please"
He beamed at her.
"Would YOU like a hug?" he asked, feeling stupid at his comment.
He was NEVER forward with women.
"You look like you could use one". Anna shook her head.
"You're cute and all, but I don't know you". Anna immediately realized she said ALOUD he was cute.
"You think I'm cute? If it matters, I'm really smart too". Glenn couldn't believe she called him cute.
Adam stood back to observe the two and smiled brightly. " Good job big guy". He whispered.
He saw Anna laugh at his corny joke, and they talked about music, running, cardio, and reading.
"So," Adam interjected. "This is very cute what you two have going..*cough * *too young*"
"Our friend Randy is retarded at pumping gas, so we need your help.. PWEASE" asked Adam, making a pouty face.
Glenn frowned. He didn't want the moment to end.
Adam tried to wrap his arm Anna, and she elbowed him.
Glenn had to prevent himself from laughing.
"Does that work on anyone?" she asked, unimpressed.
"Sometimes." He groaned.
Anna let out a huge sigh.
"Okay, but you be good Copeland" .. She stepped down from the counter area and walked outside.
"Good luck Anna Banana" commented her sister sarcastically.
"IT TALKS" exclaimed Adam.
"It not an IT, I'm a girl". pointed out Chrysta.
Mark, Mike, Adam and Glenn all stared at Anna in awe when she walked back into the Arkansas heat. Randy thought of his wife and stared at the ground.
Her plaid shirt, Daisy Duke Shorts, and sunglasses made the men gawk.
It was like a supermodel was walking towards them.
Anna knew they could all pump gas; that the men just wanted to stare at her.
"Fill er' up Daisy Duke" commented Adam. Anna glared at him.
"Can I have your number? "Asked Adam.
He leaned in to hear her answer.
Anna made a face while pressing the pump button.
"No thanks." After she was done filling the car the gas nozzle was put back into place.
" I know all of you can pump gas! You just wanted to stare... You bad boys!" she said playfully.
Randy caught the immediate attention of Anna. She walked right up to him and pointed.
"You didn't treat me like meat. I appreciate that, I'm Anna. It's nice to meet you." She extended her hand and he shook it.
"I'm Randy Orton. Nice to meet you. I have a wife and beautiful daughters… see" he proudly took his wallet out and showed Anna his family photo.
"That's my Sami, and our girl Alannah Marie."
Anna awed.
Next she moved onto Mike Mizannin.
"You're cute, but you have an ego.. I saw you on Real World, I give you props". Anna extended her hand. He kissed her hand lightly.
"My lady". Said Mike, she shook her head and scrunched her nose
'Let's not". She said back right in his face. Anna walked right by Mark and smiled.
She instead went right up to Glenn. He was stretching his legs and drinking his Coca-Cola.
"I heard you're a widower. Daddy was talking about it last year." Glenn painfully nodded.
"Here. Give me your hand please".
He obliged and gave her his massive hand. Much to the shock of his good friends, Anna began to write her phone number.
"Ms. Anna King. Friendly, Local Gas Jockey. Call me. 517-229-7778."
The sharpie pen finished the writing off with a huge heart drawn around it.
Mike, Mark, and Adam were completely shocked.
Glenn felt like he was walking on a giant cloud.
"Okay ladies. Better get on the road." said Mark.
"I need to meet my wife for some nookie". Anna smiled at the comment.
Mike made a face and got into the luxury BMW SUV.
"Mark we all know you bang Michelle McCool, no need to be such a show off!"
Mark shot Mike a look.
"Don't talk about my Shelley. I'm warning you Mizanin". It quickly shut him up.
"O.K Jacobs, you're up front. I need ya bro. Mike's getting on my nerves".
The SUV started up and all of the men waved.
Anna beamed at Glenn, and then blushed like crazy. She made a phone gesture at him before they were on the road. She could tell he was happy to get her number.
"HOLY CRAP GLENN! Good goin' buddy!" he slapped his friend on the back.
He turned in his seat and shot Mike a look.
"Just sayin' man. Susan would be proud to know you that hot piece of ass' phone number". He tried to high five him.
"Maybe more women would like you if you had a better attitude towards them " snickered Glenn, reading his LORD OF THE RINGS book.
"Women aren't possessions Mizannin".interjected Mark.
"Women aren't possessions" mocked Mike.
"Said the one in the car with a trophy wife".
Mark slammed on the breaks and pulled over to a rest stop.
He took his hat off and hit Mike with it.
"I told you NOT to bring up my Shelley you dumbass.
Guys remind me again why YOU are in our group? "Asked Mark pointing at Mike.
"He keeps thing interesting I guess" said Randy quietly in the very back seat.
He was reading emails from his tiny netbook laptop….
"All I can say is Glenn, You're a lucky S.O.B" said Randy, then sunk back into his emails.
"Mizanin" he pointed.
'Just don't talk about my Sami and you'll be fine". Mike nodded.
After a few seconds of silence…
"Your wife's hot." He said.
"That's it." Randy unbuckled his seatbelt and pummeled Mike.
Mike threw punches back.
" SHES HOT HOT HOT" he sang in between punches.
"Children!" shouted Mark.
"FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!" exclaimed Adam. …
Meanwhile, Glenn stared at his hand.
"Anna" he whispered.