"Nice to meet a pretty lady like you." Ted said. A southern boy accent showing through. Cute. Cody just shook my hand and held his chin high. Someone is full of themselves.

"Randy do you have a cell?" I asked turning my attention to him. I caught him looking lower than my face and i blushed lightly.

"Yeah hand me your cell." I did so and he put it in. "Text me all you want." He winked as the dpors opened and we went our seperate ways.

"So why don't you want me to have buddies?" I asked before eating a bite of an apple. Paul hadn't said a thing to me all morning besides goodmorning. He was still pissed over me leaving last night and talking to Jeff who wasn't a bad guy.

"Because these are grown men not teenagers. They are here to hook up and be young stupid men." he stated With a glare over the newspaper he was reading. It was a glare that told me to drop the subject. I sighed and texted Randy.

-Hia its Lizzy

=Hey what's up?

-Just being bored. You?

=Jogging on the tredmill

-Sexi :P

=haha you know it. So what are you doing tonight?

-Being held prisoner by my uncle. :/

=What if I jail break you?

-Oh my god Randy you'd do that?

"What's that smile for?" Paul asked.

"My fran got into her collage." I lied and he nodded.

"Speaking of school when are your school books getting here?" He asked.I explained in two weeks at the next house show he did wich would be in mephis I would recieve all of the things I needed to compleate online to graduate. Wich also gave me a reason to be on the computer and contact the gods I would be around.

=Yeah I would. I'll text you later. byes ;)

I quickly texted him back thank you and put my cell away. I finished up eating and we headed back upstairs. Paul had some silly meeting and decided he trusted me enough to stay in my room alone.

Now you pry think im disrespectful and a terror to be around but My uncle and well my whole family has always seen me as a helpless 5 year old. I was the only grandchild on my dad's side of my family and the thrid on my mom's. Sara and Jen are both in thier thirties so I was still the baby girl of the family. It is rediculas. I still can't drive cause I wasn't allowed to get my permit when I turned 16.

-Randy my room now. Uncle is gone :P

I texted him and went into the bathroom. I changed into comfy sweat pants and a tanktop. I let my hair down and shook it out. I was still exausted from only four hours of sleep. I would get used to it I supposed.

=Be right there in five.

I unlocked the hotel room and crawled into bed with the tv remote. I had no clue what Randy could do once he got here but I just wanted to chill with someone. Anyone.

I found a show on tv and watched it. There was a knock and I said come in. Randy walked in and smiled. "What's up?" he asked.

"Come in and sit down. I need a buddy." I said.

He sat down across the room in a recliner. I sighed and made the come here motion and patted the space beside me. He hesitated a moment. I made a puppydog face and he rolled his eyes before sitting next to me. I felt his warmth and just wnated to cuddle in.

"Tell me about yourself." I said switching the Tv off.

"Well I was born on April first. I live in St. Louis. Um I have been in this line of work forever." He paused to think. "I don't know what else to say."

"Its okay. I suppose you want to know about me?"

"Heck yeah." He said.

"Well Im 17 almost 18. I grew up in Chicago. Naturally I have known about wreastling not every detail only watching here and there. I know enough to support Phil Brooks who I need to meet yet. Im pro at gymnastics and im recently an orphan." I added trailing off and looking down at my arms. They were flipped over so my wrists were showing. I swallowed and quickly flipped them over and crossed my arms. I glanced at Randy who caught my gaze. He reached out and grabbed my wrist lightly. He pulled it to him and flipped it over. He ran his finger over the recent mark.

"Why?" He mumbled and a fiddling of the ajoined room door jared.

"Under the bed." I hissed and he rolled off and hid. I laid down and attepmted fake sleeping. Paul came in and tossed another blanket over me. leaned down and kissed my forehead and then left.

I scooted over and leaned over the side of the bed. "Pssst." I said and stiffled my giggle with my hand. Randy didn't emerge. "Ran Ran?"

"right here." I heard from behind me and i flipped back over and he was snickering. I just flopped my arms around him and then leaned into him with my arms crossed across my chest.

"That was close." I said.

"Mmm." He agreed. "So?" He said. I wasn't sure if he was refering to his question about my scars and soon to be scars too or he honestly didn't know what to say.

"So what?" I asked.

"So tell me about these." He took my hand in his and flipped it over. The arm he had now only had scars from long ago on there. They were fading but still there. I sighed and ran a finger over one.

"My parents died recently in a car crash. Im still quite depressed. Everytime I close my eyes they are there. You must think..." My voice cracked and I began crying. "I'm sorry." I laughed and looked up blinking.

"Lizzy. I understand. Just please don't do it anymore." He said softly running a few fingers along the ridge of scars. I nodded. "Why are there so many?"

"That's a story for another day." I said and he hung out for awhile longer before he had A meeting to head to. He hugged me and left slowly.I reminded him I would see him tonight and he smiled and licked his lip before waving goodbye and leaving. I fell back into my bed and curled up under the blankets. I fell asleep and drempt again of Randy.