Time to change

Randy Orton is used to women falling at his feet. So what happens when the one he wants doesn't want him?

Characters: Randy Orton/Christy Hemme, Dave Batista and more….

PG13

Yay I have another fic on the go! I'm experiencing a little bit of writers block at the moment with Reflection, so I thought I'd start on this one. I think this is going to be pretty short, just a few chapters, I'll see how it goes, anyway, enjoy and please remember to R and R!

"That Christy chick is hot!"

Randy Orton was snapped out of his daze by his best friend Dave Batista commenting on the bikini clad woman standing just a few feet in front of them, talking animatedly to fellow diva search contestant turned Diva, Maria Kinellis.

"Huh?" Randy asked.

"Christy." Dave stated, "the chick you've been staring at for the past 10 minutes."

Randy felt a blush creep over his cheeks, "What? I wasn't staring."
"Oh come on man, you haven't taken your eyes of her."

"So what?" Randy asked, "I'm a guy right, and yeah she is hot, plus she's half naked."
"That's true." Dave stated, "but I prefer blondes." He said gesturing to Maria."

Randy smiled, "I saw you two talking on Monday. Get any action?"

"Nah." Dave said glumly, "Ric dragged me away."

"Awww man, see that's why I left Evolution."

Dave smirked, "That's not how I remember it."

"Whatever, left, kicked out, it's all the same."

Dave smirked at his friend, he was a cocky SOB, but he had been a good friend to Dave throughout their WWE careers. Whislt in Evolution they had always kind of felt out of place with legends like Ric and Hunter. They had watched each others backs because, as cool as Ric and Hunter were, they pretty much just cared about themselves.

When Vince had dedcided Randy was to be kicked out of Evolution he and Dave had remianied friends even though they didn't travel together anymore, and they always made time to sit down and survey chicks together, that was a certain hobby of theirs. Well Randy's more than Dave's. Randy was still young he had his whole life ahead of him, but Dave was older and actually looking to settle down eventually, something Dave was certain had never crossed Randy's mind. But his new found infatuation with Christy Hemme was very interesting to Dave. Randy wasn't the kind of guy who got nearvous around chicks, quite the opposite. But just a few seconds ago Dave had seen Randy blush when accused of staring at her. Randy never blushed. Dave had a feeling that Randy felt more for this chick than he was letting on, but of course Randy would never admit it.

"Why don't you go talk to her?" Dave asked.

"What?" Randy asked, realising he'd been staring at her again.

"You obviously want to, so why don't you?"

"I will." Randy said cockily. He stood up and headed towards where Christy was stood.
Dave leant back in his chair a smirk on his face, interested to see how the Legend Killer handeled this one.

"Ladies." Randy said as he approached them

Maria and Christy stopped talking and turned to look at Randy, Maria smiled, "Hey Randy." She said beaming.

"Hey." Randy said politely, he turned to Christy, "hey Christy, great job out there last week, Trish Stratus needed bringing down a peg or two."

"Yes." Said Christy, "quite a few people round here do."

Randy was taken aback, he expected her to fall at his feet. He expected every woman he met to fall at his feet. Not be rude towards him. Didn't Christy like him?

"Um, yeah." Randy said turning around to Dave, "What do I do?" he mouthed, Dave shrugged.

But Randy neededn't have worried as Christy spoke again, "anyway," she said, "we better be going."

Maria looked at her strangley but then followed suit, turning back once to Randy and smiling apologetically.

Randy was confused, he went back to his and Dave's table, a look of disbelief on his face.
Dave couldn't help but laugh.

"What's so funny?" Randy asked incredulously

"I'm sorry." Dave said, still laughing.

"I can't believe the nearve of that chick, she just completely shut me down for no reason!"

Dave sighed looking at his young friend, "Randy," he said, "did it ever occur to you to make the effort?"

"What?" Randy asked

This was going to be harder than he thought, "you can't expect every woman to just fall at your feet. If you really like this girl you need to make the effort."

Randy continued to look confused.

"Find out what she likes, what interests her, find out if you have anything in common and strike up a conversation with her about it."

This information was obviously alien to Randy who had never experienced anything like this before.

Dave sighed once again, it was time for Randy Orton to grow up.