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Title: Against The Odds
Author: Lysi a.k.a. Psychotic Chic
Rating: PG-13
Category: Romance, Drama
Pairings: None Yet
Summary: Savannah is on the road with Randy Orton and her father. Thing is, her dad hates Randy's guts, and Michelle McCool tries anything to tear Randy and Savannah apart, so she can be with Randy. She goes as far as trying to actually kill Savannah.
Disclaimer: I own Savannah and Kyle..
A/N: This is a first person story.. One of my first posted on here. One of about 12 I've written..
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I slowly open my eyes to the sound of my cell phone ringing, the special ring tone that can only be my dad. I yawn and reach over onto the night stand and grab my cell phone. I roll onto my side as I put the phone to my ear. "Dad, you do know it's 6:45, right?"
"Then you should learn to get up early, rather than 1 in the afternoon. But, anyways, I have an offer for you."
I rub my eyes and yawn as I continue to listen to him. "Continue..."
"I figured since it was the summer and all, that maybe you wanna come on the road with me again, before classes start up again."
"Dad, I'm not so sure if I can. I might have to help mom with the twins over the summer."
"Got it covered, Vannah." I lay down on my back as I listen to what else Dad has to say. I look over at the picture of my mom, step-dad, Hampton, my 8 year-old half-brother, Cody, and my 2 year-old twin half-sisters, Jennifer and Melissa. "I talked to your mom and she said it was fine that you come on the road with me. She has it all covered at home, so it's no big deal. I got you a couple months off from work too."
"Dad, you weren't so sure that I would go with you, so why did you get me out of work for 2 ½ months?"
"Dave's gunna be on the road with us."
"I'm there. When do I leave?"
"6:15 tonight. You have a flight out of Logan to Chicago, and I'll pick you up at the airport around 9. Call me when you're getting your bags, or when you get off the plane."
"Ok.." I stare up at the ceiling, trying to figure how I'm going to pack everything I need to bring, and on top of that how I'm getting to the airport. "How long do I have to pack for?"
"About a month.. We're gunna be in Worcester at the beginning of July."
"One more thing. Please tell me our rooms aren't right next to each other again."
"Nope, they aren't." I let out a sigh of relief as he continues. "Actually, for the first show, I don't think they're even on the same floor. And I figured you were old enough to stay alone this year."
"Ok.. Well thanks Dad. I'll see you later, cuz I'm going back to sleep, since I did only get back about 3 hours.. Maybe even 2 and a half."
"Don't sleep in too late. I know how it takes you hours to pack, so try to be up by 10."
"I have a deal for you. Make it 12 and you're on. Night, dad." I close my cell phone and place it back on the end table as I roll onto my side and close my eyes, trying to go to sleep.
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12:36 pm. So I didn't really lie to Dad about what time I would be getting up. I slowly sit up and bed and rub my eyes a little before getting out of bed altogether. I pull down my shorts a little bit as I walk into my closet and reach for my 2 suitcases on top of one of the closets. I pull one of them down, as the other one falls down right after it. I let the 2nd suitcase sit on the floor as I put the 1st one on the table in the middle of my walk-in closet, and unzip it. I walk over to my band t-shirt part of my closet, the biggest t-shirt section in the whole closet. I reach in grabs about 5 or 6 Pink Floyd t-shirts, a few Led Zeppelin, a couple The Doors, a Blondie one, a couple Evanescence, Blink 182 and Good Charlotte ones as well. I grab my Pink Floyd sweatshirt , just in case I need it. I fold them all and put them into my suitcase.
I walk over to my jeans sections, and grab a few destroyed pairs, a few loose fitting ones, and a couple tight Levi's. Next to it, I grab about 3 pairs of my ripped up jean capris, that used to be full length jeans, but ripped so much that I ripped from the knee down off. I toss them into the suitcase, along with the jeans I just took down. I grab a couple skirts and a couple pairs of shorts, and put them in the suitcase as well. I zip up that suitcase and put it on the floor next to the table and put the other ones up, and start filling that one.
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I wipe away the fog on the mirror in the bathroom as I pull my hair back into two braids. I smile in the mirror as I start applying a little bit of make-up. After I'm done, I grab all of my toiletries and my huge make-up bag and put them into the 2nd suitcase, in the front pocket.
I walk back into my bedroom, and pack up my 2 cd cases, and my cd player and put them in my Nike carry-on duffle bag. I toss one of my purses, my little white one, in there as well, since I put about 3 other ones in my suitcase, just to have choices. I take my cell phone and slip them into my sweat pants pocket and grab my charger and my journal from underneath my mattress and toss them into the carry on as well.
I look over at the clock and see that it's 1:46, so I close up my duffle bag and 2nd suitcase, as I toss my duffle bag over my shoulder, and pull the other two suitcases to the front of my apartment, and put them by the front door in the kitchen. I walk into the living room part of my kitchen and sit on the couch as I reach over and grab my house phone, and dial my best friend Kyle's cell phone number.
"Hello?"
"Hey Ky Ky. Listen, I need a favor from you.."
"Yea, what is it?"
"Can you give me a ride to the airport, in like an hour and a half? I'm going on the road with Dad, and he decided to tell me this morning at 6:45."
"Sure. I'll be over in about 45 minutes, and then we can go get food before you have to leave, and then we can head to the airport. I haven't eaten yet, since I just got up, and I'm guessing you did to. I'll call you on my way down to your apartment. "
I hang up the house phone and put it on the charger on the end table, as I pick up the remote and start searching through the channels. After about 5 minutes of checking the channels I usually watch, I sigh and stay on VH-1 to see what's on. When the show comes back from commercial break, I roll my eyes at the show that's on, Celebrity Break Ups 2005. I shut the TV off and lay back on the couch, while waiting for Kyle to come pick me up.
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I carry my tray over to our group's normal seats in Burger King, the table in the corner, before the set of tables by the front windows. "Are you excited, Vannah?"
"Yes and no. I like it here, and this is our real last summer out here. We graduate after this coming school year. And I'm not too keen on switching cities every week." I take a couple of my french fries and dip them in ketchup, before eating them, and continuing. "It always sounded like a cool thing, but when you live it, it isn't really. But I do wanna see my Dad. The last time I saw him was around Christmas, and that was a week after Christmas, after he spent time with Sara and Joshua. Dave's gunna be on the road again this year, so it sounds like a lot of fun."
"Well, I'm gunna miss my #1 party girl. I guess this summer, I'm alone going out and trying to find a ho t boy toy for the summer. But, no hooking up with any guys unless you have one for me."
"I'll try not to, but you know me. Smackdown's in Worcester in the beginning of July, so we hang out for the traditional Fourth, and then I go to Smackdown that Tuesday, and bring you backstage with me. How does that sound?"
"Good.. But we gotta finish so we can get you to the airport."
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"Hey Dad!" I pull my two suitcases behind me over to Dad's rental car. I let go of them right by the car as Dad pulls me into a tight hug. "Hey Savannah, how was your flight?"
"Tiring, but I have enough in me to go hang out with my old man." I smile up at Dad, while waiting to hear what the itinerary for tonight entails
"Not gunna happen tonight, kiddo." I look out at him with a slight pout on my face. "I have an early day tomorrow, a meet and greet at 10, and then I have to get ready for the taping."
"Fine, be like that, Dad."
"Fine, I will." I smile up at him and shake my head a little bit as he grabs one of my suitcases and takes his keys out of his pocket. He pops the trunk open and lifts my bag up and put it into the trunk, along with my other one that I brought over. I toss in my duffle bag as I start walking over to the passenger side door. "Pack enough, Van?"
"Hmm... nope." I smirk over at him as I open my door and sit in my seat as Dad does the same on his side, and starts the car up."
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A/N: what do you guys think. I'm gunna continue it cuz as of right now I have 11 chapters written.. It will get better I promise. 3 Lysi .