A/N: I know I just started a story a week or so ago; but another idea popped into my head that I just needed to express. I've been listening to a lot of music and it's inspired a creative breakthrough. I hope you enjoy reading and let me know that you think.
Chapter 1:
Alyxa's body moved with the rhythm and jumped with every dive into the chorus. She lost herself in the music that surrounded her. Nothing made her feel more alive than the notes that littered across her skin. The white of her tank top glowed with all the flashing colors of the lights above. Long ebony hair with aqua blue strips flew out around her as she flung her head forward.
A firm body bumped into her, sending her back several steps. Looking up from the floor, blue eyes met a set of dark brown ones. His long hair was wet, dripping down the front of his 'Parkway Drive' t-shirt. He apologized. She smiled and mouthed an 'it's okay' in his direction before continuing her night's events.
He watched her drown in the upcoming songs and was intrigued by presence. She seemed familiar somehow; but couldn't put his finger on where he had seen her before. Those tranquil blue eyes were captivating and so unique. The pale color of them were something he had never seen before. There was a pull from within to at least ask for her name, despite the fact that he would probably never see her again.
Waiting for the intermission between sets, he kept her in his sights. She kept to herself, not linking herself to anyone in the room. It made him wonder if she really had come there alone. The intermission came faster than he originally thought, which gave little time to figure out how he would approach her.
After a few seconds, he shrugged and walked over to her. "I'm sorry; but you look so familiar to me. What's your name?" He asked tucking a loose strand of dark wet hair behind his ear. Alyxa studied him, despite already knowing whom he was. Seth Rollins, WWE Superstar. She knew not to make a scene in public, it was the best way to keep a low profile. At least in her opinion it was.
"My name is Alyxandra Caruso. It's nice to meet you, Seth." She answered in an accent he didn't recognize.
"I guess that I shouldn't be all that surprised that you recognize me."
She giggled. His smile was perfect, everything she thought he'd be in person. The room was loud with conversation and the bar was crowded with people attempting to get their drinks before the next band started. Seth pointed in the direction of the bar, silently asking if she wanted a drink. Alyxa moved towards him and caught his scent under nose. "What would you like?" He asked.
Shooting up from a dead sleep, Alyxandra's face was covered in sweat from a dream that kept repeating itself. The memory was fresh on her mind and she honestly had no idea why. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that she just signed a development deal with NXT a few months ago or maybe it was because there was a chance that she could see him again now that they were in the same company, not necessarily on the same level because they clearly weren't.
Switching the lamp on from the bedside table, she shifted to move her legs over the side. Running a hand through her tangled locks, her eyes came in contact with the shelf with her novel awards. She had become an author at a young age, publishing several novels along the way; but ever since meeting Seth, on that night four years ago, she felt like she needed to do something else for a while.
Diving head first into wrestling was something entirely unexpected; but found that she adapted very well to the taxing regiment. Tossing the blankets away from her back, Alyxa stood up and headed for the bathroom. Turning the nozzles in the tub, the water started to pour from the faucet. She opened her phone to her favorite music app and the melody began to play.
Stripping herself of her clothing, she sunk down in the water. It caressed her in a hot cocoon. Her muscles tensed the second they came in contact with the cold porcelain on the bottom. Closing her eyes, she found herself thinking about him again. "Oh for heaven's sake, Alyx...he's probably forgotten all about you." She told herself, slapping her hand into the water out of frustration.
"Alyx...are you okay?" A soft Aussie feminine voice asked.
She debated on answering at all. Her room-mates were slightly nosy. When it was announced that had signed with NXT, it was Peyton Royce and Billie Kay that welcomed her, even offered her a place to live. Billie left her alone for the most part; but Peyton was quite a bit more insertive than her friend. "I'm fine..."
Thinking that she left, her eyes closed once again only for them to re-open once again from the sound of the door opening. Billie stood in the bathroom dressed in a pair of black yoga shorts and a tight gray ribbed tank. Her long black hair was pulled back into a low ponytail. "Somehow I doubt that. I've been noticing a big difference in you since you got here. You barely sleep. Is there something on your mind?" Billie asked sitting down on the edge of the tub.
"I'll be fine. It's just something I need to let go."
"If your talking about your old life as an author, don't worry so much about it. There will be time for you to write again in the future."
"It's not that. This is a little more personal."
She raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow at her. Then it dawned her that it meant something in her romantic life. Looking down at the woman cover in white bubbles, she simply nodded her head in understanding and didn't push any further on the subject. Standing up, she turned to walk towards the door before stopping just before exiting. "If you need anyone to talk to, I'm always around to listen." She offered before walking out of the room, closing the door behind her.
XxXxXxXx
"Again!" Matt shouted.
Alyxa ran the roped again, then stopped and fell back onto the mat. She repeated the same segment five more times before Matt Bloom stopped her and called her to him. He put his hands on her sore shoulders and stared into her eyes intensely. "Whatever is on your mind, you need to loose it because I know you can do better than this." He scolded.
"Okay."
"Alright, again!"
She did it again, forcing the dream out of her head. Once she did, her performance escalated. Matt nodded in approval. He called Ember Moon into the ring. She stood several inches under her taller frame. The woman had many more years of wrestling under her belt than Alyxa did and in some ways Alyxa looked up to her.
Matt coached them into what he wanted to see out of them in the ring. Focusing on only the skills she's learned, Alyxa was praised not only from the trainer; but from Ember herself. She felt good after hearing the positive feedback on her progress since signing with NXT.
"I think you're ready for your first match on TV." Matt said handing a bottle of water to her.
"I appreciate that. When?"
"I'll talk to Hunter and see what he thinks."
"Thank you."
Alyxa was given a task that night. Come up with an entrance theme and an entrance to go along with it. There was talk all around the gym that night about the upcoming Takeover event that would be taking place in San Antonio. They were celebrating the return of the Royal Rumble to the Alamodome. The main event would see Shinsuke Nakumura take on Booby Roode for the NXT Championship. The thought of the match sent chills up her spine.
"Rumor is that Seth Rollins will make an appeared that night." Tye Dillinger said pulling himself up onto the chin-up bar.
"Why?" Rodderick Strong asked punching at the large black bag hanging from the ceiling.
"To build up to a match between him and Hunter at Wrestlemania...or so I've heard anyway."
The mentioning of his name froze Alyxa for a moment. The fact that it was just a rumor, it still made her want to work that much harder to get that first match. She was determined to speak once more, even if he didn't remember her. He had made a lasting impression on her that she was never going to forget. "Are you okay, Alyxa?" Tye asked snapping her out of her inner thoughts.
"Of course." She answered quickly.
"You seemed to have gotten lost in what I said."
"I was trying to imagine a match between Hunter and Seth." She partially lied. The fact was, Seth was only person that came to mind upon hearing the rumor.
"It'll be awesome, huh."
"Definitely." She answered with a smile.
That night, when she arrived back at the apartment she shared with Peyton and Billie, she retreated to her room and collapsed on her bed face first. The exhaustion taking over. Rolling over onto her side, she held her phone in her hand staring at the photo on her background. It was of her and her mother when she graduated from the wrestling school she had gone to.
The happiness on her mother's face was one of the reasons she pushed through the pain everyday. Alyxa didn't like being away from her family; but the encouragement and joy coming from her mother than day was an incentive to strive to be the best should she could be.
XxXxXxXx
"Have you been down to the Performance Center lately?" Roman Reigns asked.
Seth folded up clothes to put into his bag. "Not since I came back from injury, why?" He asked. Knowing Roman, there was always a reason for his questions and most likely it had something with a new female hire. Most of the time, he just listened to what he had to say; but never really cared about meeting any of them.
Recently becoming single was a blessing to him. There was little else to care about except his own performance in the ring and making sure the fans got the best Seth Rollins he could give.
"A couple months ago, they signed a pretty little Greek woman."
The word 'Greek' sparked an interest. There was a woman he had met several years ago that was Greek. Absolutely stunning woman to say the least. There were thousands of Greek women out there and the odds of her to be the same one he met that night was like one in a million. Seth knew of only one way to know for sure. Her name. "What's her name?" He asked trying not to act so interesting.
"Uh...I think it was Alyxa. All I remember was her perfectly shaped ass and odd eyes."
Seth swallowed hard. He tried not to let Roman see any kind of reaction to hearing what he had to say about the woman. If it was the same woman, then he needed to get down to Orlando. If it wasn't, then he'd continue on like before with her smile haunting his dreams. Alyxandra made connecting with another woman difficult. "Something wrong?" Roman asked.
"No, I'll meet you at the car."
"Okay."
He zipped up his travel bag and pulled up on the handle. Pulling it behind him, he walked out of the locker-room with the urge to travel to Orlando right that very minute. Unfortunately, Hunter would never let him do such a stupid thing. He'd have to wait until the Takeover Event in two weeks. Two weeks and he'd know for sure if it was her or not.