Pushing the door open, I was met with a cold blast of air as I entered Full Sail University, ready for tonight's NXT show. I managed to smile at some of my coworkers as I made a beeline for the women's locker room, excited for my match tonight. It was just a normal match against Carmella but I loved working with her. We always put on great matches.

Feeling the buzz of my phone, I ignored the message knowing full well who it was and entered the locker room while sending a smile over to Sasha. "You look hot," she commented as I set my bag in an empty locker.

"Just redid my roots." Rummaging through my bags, I pulled out my ring attire and smiled at my reflection in the mirror as I walked into the bathroom.

I braided my long hair to the side and added a subtle amount of makeup before I slid into my wrestling trunks. Gazing at my newest tattoo of a demon on my thigh, I smiled at the crispiness of it. Art had always been another passion of mine and what better way to show that passion than having your designs tattooed on you. I had a total of five tattoos; angel wings on my back, a sitting wolf on my forearm, the words 'mo chuisle' across my collar bone, a sleeve that consisted of roses and thorns on my left arm, and now the demon on my thigh. I had designed every single one of them, making it an even cooler story to tell.

Opting out of wearing my typical beanie, I quickly tied my shoes and tugged at my elbow pads before I walked out of the bathroom and back into the locker room.

"You got another tattoo?" Sasha exclaimed.

Shrugging, I tossed my clothes into my bag before sitting next to her on the bench. "I'm addicted, I can't stop."

Sasha looked it over before shaking her head with a laugh. "Don't show it to Balor, he may steal the idea for new body paint."

At the sound of Balor, my heartbeat picked up and I wiped my sweaty palms on my legs. Finn and I never talked much, mostly because something about him scared me to no end. I knew there was no reason to be afraid of his alter ego but I couldn't help it. Seeing him covered in body paint and stalking towards the ring made it hard to sleep at night. But I knew that deep down I wasn't really afraid of Finn, I was more attracted to him than anything. I never acted on it though because he never gave me the time of day. Occasionally he would look in my way but that's all it would be.

"Want to go grab some food?" Sasha asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

Nodding, we left the locker room and started the very short walk to the room catering was always held in. I wasn't really that hungry so I decided on a bowl of fruit. Following Sasha to an empty table in the corner, we ate in silence, my green eyes scanning the crowd.

Giving smiles to a few, I felt my heart rate pick up when my green eyes fell on one certain superstar. His smile lit up the whole room while he laughed along with his good friend, Sami Zayn.

"Girl, wipe the drool from your chin." Sasha laughed pulling me from my trance.

"What?" I asked, wiping my chin.

"You've worked alongside him for months now, go up and say hi." Charlotte said with a shake of her head as she came up to our table, sitting next to Sasha.

Immediately I shook my head. "I can't."

Charlotte squinted her eyes. "Just because his name is the Demon doesn't mean he bites."

"She can't because he makes her go all school girl with a crush." Sasha laughed.

"I'm sorry I don't want to make a fool of myself. So if that means never being able to talk to him, so be it." I shrugged finishing off my food.

"Aye, she can't go talk to him because she's currently unavailable." Becky said coming up to the table and sat across from us.

"I am not," I hissed. "And can you guys keep it down." My eyes traveled to the table next to us where Finn and Sami sat.

"Then what's up with you and Owens?" Becky asked taking a giant bite of her salad.

Charlotte and Sasha wiggled their eyebrows at me and I shook my head. "Nothing, he just keeps asking me out."

It was true. Kevin had finalized his divorce a few months ago and every week since then he made it his goal to ask me out on a date; I declined each time, saying I wasn't really looking for a relationship.

In reality, I wanted a relationship, wanted one so bad just not with Kevin. He was sweet and kind and was great to talk to but he wasn't what I was looking for. He wasn't him.

At the thought of him, I looked over at the table next to us and immediately locked eyes with Finn. My heart skipped a beat when he never looked away, a small smile playing at his lips.

"Hello ladies, how are we?" Kevin spoke as he sat next to me, throwing an arm across the back of my chair.

Glancing away from Finn, I smiled over to Kevin. "What do you want, Owens?"

"Hey, I'm not here to ask you out on a date. Some of us are going to get some drinks after the show and I figured you'd want to join."

Smiling at his Canadian accent, I shook my head. "I think I'll pass."

"C'mon Skylar, you deserve to go out and let loose every now and then." Sasha gently smacked my arm.

"Yeah, let loose." Kevin winked at me.

Feeling the heat rise to my cheeks, I looked at my lap and sighed before nodding. "Fine. Usual spot?"

Kevin nodded. "Usual spot."

He stood up from the table and got ready to leave, however, not before placing a small kiss on my cheek. Widening my eyes, I looked over to Finn out of habit and felt my heart drop. His room brightening smile faltered and looked away.

"Yeah there's nothing going on between you two,"Charlotte scoffed.

My hand went to my cheek and instead of feeling joy, I felt disgusted. "I'm going to go warm up from my match," I sighed, pushing my chair away from the table and started to leave the room but felt myself freeze when I came face to face with Finn.

His gaze trailed down my face, over my neck, and landed on the tattoo on my collar bone, a smile coming to his why he was staring intently, I mentally smacked myself when I had realized he knew what it meant; he was Irish after all.

Expecting him to say something, I felt my heart drop when he stepped to the side, letting me leave. My body felt hot but frozen as I had to force my eyes away from his and walked passed him. My hand gently brushed against his causing an unknown feeling to coarse through my veins but choosing to ignore it, I left the room.

1..2...3

Standing up in victory, I smiled as the ref held up my hand. Rolling out of the ring, I smack hands with a few fans as I walked up the ramp and disappeared behind the curtain. Smiling at the other wrestlers who were at gorilla, I made my way through the hallway and knew that I couldn't avoid Sasha anymore.

She kept trying to get me to come out but I was starting to second guess my earlier decision. If Kevin was this persistent about us dating when he was sober, I didn't want to find out how he was with a few drinks in his system.

Turning the corner, I felt someone stare against my back and glanced over my shoulder, finding no one. Shrugging it off, I entered the women's locker room and saw that Sasha was dressed, ready to go out.

"Hurry up, we got to meet the guys in the parking lot in ten minutes." She started pushing me towards the bathroom.

"Sasha," I started but she held up a hand to stop me.

"Look, I know you don't like Owens. Your heart is hung up on Finn. But that shouldn't stop you from going out and having fun with your friends." She gave me her usual smile and I nodded.

"Don't make me regret this," I pointed as I entered the bathroom and shut the door behind me.