Keep Personal away From Professional
By: Scout Gallant
Chapter One: Who am I?
Listening to my music while doing my artwork calms me down from a stressful day always works for a Chicago girl like me. Then a strand of my Brownish Auburn straight hair came in front of my face and I chuckled. Then, I started playing with it. "Aaliyah! Aaliyah!" I heard through my headphones. I pulled out my ear bud and said "Yeah?!"
"Come down for a second!" My dad shouted. I put my pencil down, stood up, adjusted my black tank top and pulled up my grey sweatpants, and ran down the stairs. My name's Aaliyah Quinn Hamilton, I was born on March 9, 1992. My dad's an electrician and he works his ass off for me and my 4 younger siblings. I have a 14 year old brother name Jamison Hunter, a 13 year old sister name Gwen Abby, a 7 year old brother name Daniel Adam, and last there's my 3 year old sister name Aliana Meaghan. Yeah, there's only one parent raising 5 kids. My mom died after having Aliana. Then, after I moved out of my dad's house, he got evicted and they had nowhere else to go. So I decided to take them into my home, and they have been living there since. I've been saving up money for my dad in secret so he can be able to move out and buy his own house to raise the kids in. It's not that I don't love having them in my house I do. It's just getting hard to raise a bunch of kids under my roof, especially considering the job that I'm signed to. I'm under contract with the WWE as 'Dylan', the anti-diva of the WWE since Lita, although I'm still in the developmental program down in Florida, NXT, so I'm getting there. I have a secret jar that has money filled to the rim with money. If I'm correct, I can give the money now. Then, I felt my IPhone 5 vibrate. I checked the phone and I saw that I got a text message from one of my trainers. He said that I need to do one of my intense workouts before my session. I groaned as I messaged my trainer saying that I will do it right after I give the money to my dad. As I walked down to the kitchen, I combed through it and I sighed. "What is it dad?"
As I entered the kitchen, I saw 3 guys. The first guy I saw had muscles in a white muscle shirt, black shorts, and red Jordan's. He had the cleft chin, kind of like the way Superman does, blue eyes, and cheekbones. The second guy I saw was wearing a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and black dress shoes. He had blue eyes as well, but the way he looked seemed… intimidating, like he had no soul. He had sleeves covering his arms, which I thought was pretty badass. The third one. Oh man, he was my kind of guy. He had like the Wolverine kind of style going on with his beard. He had hazel eyes and was wearing a black sweatshirt with blue ripped jeans and kind of dirty sneakers. He was wearing a Chicago Cubs hat too. Hmm, must be from Chicago, I thought to myself as I came in. The third guy rolled up his sleeves and I saw the many, many, many tattoos he had on his arms and hands. Then, he saw me out of the corner of his eye. I smiled shyly at him, and he smiled back at me. Then, he tapped the second guy's arm and he also turned to me. When I looked into his eyes, they were soulless. Then, I heard the second guy say to the first one "John!"
His voice was really deep, so I was intrigued a little. John turned to me and he smiled "Aliyah?"
I chuckled at his attempt to say my name. "It's Aaliyah, actually"
"Oh sorry, I didn't know-"
"It's OK, really." I looked at the other two and I asked them "And you are?"
The second guy said "I'm Randy Orton"
Then the third guy said in a medium tone kind of voice "And I'm Phillip Brooks"
Phillip Brooks? "Phillip?"
"Just call me Phil, kid. Or if you don't already know; CM Punk" he smiled at me. I smiled back and said "Nice to meet all of you"
"And if you don't know who Superman over here is, allow us to introduce him" said Randy. "Aaliyah, meet John Felix Anthony CENA"
John Cena? Great, just effin great. Not like I don't see enough of him everywhere else. I folded my arms together and my tank accidentally lifted, exposing my six pack. I saw it, and I pulled it down. "They are here to talk to the both of us about the latest update to your contract"
"All three of them?" I asked.
"Well, just me since you're gonna probably be working with me the most" said Phil. "And Randy as well" He added.
"Wait why am I working with both of you?"
"Well, you get to choose. Either you're gonna be in a storyline with me and be training with Randy, or the other way around."
I nodded my head at the idea and I said "Wait why exactly am I supposed to choose?"
"Quit beating around the bush, Brooks. Tell the woman!" exclaimed Randy. Phil chuckled and he said "Alright, alright." Then, he turned to me and he said "Look kid, you got into the WWE"
"They signed me?!" I shouted in joy. I can't believe it! This is epic! My dream is finally gonna be realized. The only question is; How is this gonna go?
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