Evelyn sat really quiet, her hands folded in her lap and her back so straight it was like watching a queen sitting in his car. Though it was a older fancy kind of car it took Roman three years to fully fix up. It was an old black corvette, a 2000 gas guzzler that only had two seats. Usually it was only him and Dean riding the car, he hardly let anyone else ride with him. This time was different though.

"Do you have a girlfriend I should know about?" Evelyn asked, keeping her eyes straight.

Roman laughed. "No, I just broke up with Summer because she was being a bitch about everything. You're actually the first girl I've let in my car." He said turning on to her street. "How did you get to the beach?"

"City bus. I have a bus pass. Mom left with most of the money that I had been saving up for a car. I want one of those Beetle cars, you know. Cherry red, that's what I want."

"Do you have a job?"

"I used to babysit some of the neighbor kids but their parents, ever since Mom left…no I don't." She sighed, closing her nice eyes.

It was now obvious that it was affecting her life more than just at home.

"I couldn't go to that big pre-homecoming party because I got a C in Biology." She didn't respond. "I bet you're really smart."

"Do you want me to do your homework for you?" Her tone was near cold, ice cold. Mr. Austin, the shop class teacher would have shook at the tone she had.

"No, but I do need help getting that grade up." He turned into her driveway.

The house was basic white, single story and cookie cutter to the rest of the houses in the area. She lived near the best park in the city, though he lived right off the ocean, at least she had visible footpaths to jog on. A yellow lab dog bounded out from around the side of the house to greet the girl as she got out of the car.

"Hi, Chewy." She said as she knelt, letting the dog lick her eyes.

He seemed to know what was going on with her, what her problems were. Roman bet that the dog was her only friend.

"Since you don't live far away, why don't I pick you up for school?"

She shook her head. "You've done enough already. I don't need any more charity."

"It's no charity, Eevee."

"Stop calling me that." She stood so fast that she nearly tripped over her dog. "I'm not some Pokemon character."
Roman couldn't help the grin. "You wanna know why I call you that? Because you're as cute as an Eevee. You guys have the same color, too. Your hair is the same, though I think your eyes are different from a real Eevee, it's cute. Precious, adorable…"

"Stop calling me those things. I hate it." She stood with her dog licking her hand. "I'm not any of that."

"It's because of what everyone else says of you. Well, guess what, Eevee, everyone else are the fools. You are you, there is nothing that can stop you from being you." He started to reach out to touch her face but someone caught him off guard.

"Eve, is everything all right?"

The man that stood, well swayed, on the front porch to the small house was short, maybe five foot six in height. Even Roman towered over the man. But it was apparent that the guy had a lot of issues going, considering that he was holding a large 24oz can of Bud Lite in his left hand.

"I'm coming, Dad. Everything is…" Evelyn said in her sweetest voice she could.

The man seemed to have ignored her because he simply turned around and closed the door behind him. Evelyn sighed, turned to look at Roman and squeaked when he enveloped her into a hug, much like what happened in the wooded area.

Roman realized that she smelled like strawberries and jasmine, and interesting combination. Her hair was soft under the stubble of his cheek, since he had been working on a goatee for a while it seemed like. He loved how she felt against him, her soft little body, her…

"Let go of me, Roman."

"Kind of hard not to. You're easy to hold." He said, tightening his arms around her. "I like this, it's nice."

"Don't want to catch any STDs tonight, do you?" She asked, her voice cold again, her arms at her side.

He'd let that one go. "One of the reasons why my last girlfriend and I broke up, she wanted me too much. Sure I gave in but…it was too much work." He said, scraping his fingers up under her shirt slightly, just to feel her skin.

She pulled back. "I have to go. I'll be waiting for you if you decide to come to pick me up." She said.

"Dean has his own car, he can drive his sorry ass to school." Roman leaned on the edge of his car. "I'll be out here for you, Eevee, don't worry about it. And then we'll talk to the Principle about what's been going on with you and this online crap."

She merely shrugged. Shoving her hair behind her ear, she didn't say anything else but Roman did.

"Hey, Eevee." Roman called out. "Dream about me tonight."

Her head spun around to look at him while her hair whipped at her face. Even if she didn't know what he was talking about, it gave him some pleasure to play around even if it was just a little bit. Roman waited until she walked through the front door, closing it behind her before he got in his car and headed home.

"Crap, I forgot to ask her about Biology."

Well, she was going to be there for school, he was picking her up, maybe asking her to help him with his homework would be good.

What was it called, he asking himself. "Quid Pro Quo," he mumbled thinking about it.

No, he wanted her as a friend, he wanted her trust because trust was something everyone needed in life. She needed to know that she could trust him. He wanted to be there for her because no one else could, or would because they were scared jackasses. Or they didn't care either. Whatever the case, she was going to be under his protection.

Roman promised himself that he was going to do everything he could for Evelyn and she was going to appreciate it.

"Hey, sorry, man, I have to pick someone else up for school today. I promised her I would." Roman told Dean over his cell phone as he was running out of the house in a full sprint.

He'd slept in late, he'd been up for a long time deciphering Biology but knew that it would just be nothing to him. In one ear and out the other. Now he was late picking up Evelyn for school and Dean was asking him for a ride.

"She? Your new girlfriend?" Dean asked.

"I don't have a girlfriend."

"And I'm the captain of the football team." Roman could almost his friend rolling his eyes. Dean wouldn't be caught dead in a football huddle since he was doing boxing. "Are you seeing someone new that I don't know about?"

"No and yes you do know her. Look, I'll bring her by, we're stopping at the principle's office this morning. Just be nice, she's having a hard time."

"What kind of chick are we talking about."

"It might involve you, well at the beginning. But that chick, what's her name, BBShadow, you know her as Bianca Burns."

"Yeah, some karate girl that was in some commercials or something like that. What's with her? Ain't she Rollins girlfriend?"

"Just get to the principle's office, dick head."

"Yeah, yeah, fine. I still would like to know what all of this has got to do with some girl."

It had everything to do with some girl.

Maybe she decided to end it last night. Roman had cussed himself silly for not getting her number so he could call her, call her house just to see if she was okay. He wanted to make sure she was okay, after what he saw, after what he did to stop her from ending it all, it would be amazing that she didn't try to off herself some time last night.

With that in mind, Roman drove five miles over the speed limit just to get back over to Evelyn's house.

There was a group of kids he passed waiting for the AM bus to pick them up for school, middle school and high school kids rode together on the same bus. Roman had to do that until he finally got his driver's permit, then his car and now finally his driver's license. He didn't see Evelyn out there, but he couldn't see her. Maybe because he wasn't looking for her in the crowd.

As he drove up to the small house again, an old woman was making her way towards the driveway, carrying a metal cane and walking slow. She had blue hair, pink typical grandmother housecoat with matching fuzzy pink slippers. Roman noticed that he had almost ran over the morning newspaper so he reached under the front end of his car and picked it up.

"Here you go, ma'am." He said walking up to her with the newspaper in his hand.

She gave him an obscene look, like she couldn't see him there or something like that. Her old wrinkled face wiggled with every turn of her head. If it was due to genetics or old age, this woman was just shy of making into the official dwarf gene pool. She wasn't as tall as Evelyn but then again this woman wasn't much more than skin and bones. She didn't look like she was eating much. She had the palest blue eyes of anyone Roman had ever met before.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Roman Reigns, I'm Evelyn's friend." He said as she searched the air for the newspaper, so he passed into her hand. "I came to pick her up from school."

"You just missed her. She's left for the bus stop."

Roman couldn't help but growl in annoyance. "I told her I would be here to pick her up." He muttered to himself as he raked a finger through his hair.

"The bus hadn't come by yet, I haven't heard it. I'm sure you passed a whole group of kids on the way here. She stands at that bus stop to wait for the bus." Then the woman turned with the paper tucked under one arm and shuffled back towards the front door.

Not wanting to miss Evelyn, Roman jumped in his car and made a B- line for the bus stop where he had seen the other kids gathered. It only took a minute to find the bus stop but it was evident that the kids hadn't been picked up. It was a majority of the local middle school from Roman's school district since either a lot of the high school kids had cars or carpools to get to school. Evelyn didn't have anyone to do that with.

"Cool car." One of the girls said as Roman paralleled parked his car at the curb.

"Thanks. Anyone seen Evelyn around here?"

"Why would you want to talk to her? She's gross." The group of girls peeled into laughs.

"Hey, watch it. She's my friend now. You start something with her, I'm going to finish it. Understand?" He asked, crossing his arms and looking at the gaggle of kids. "Where is Evelyn Kimball and I want a straight answer now," he tried sounding authoritative the best that he could. "Please." That was added to get someone to actually speak to him now that he showed the little punk that he meant business.

A few of them pointed off towards a tree, a large oak tree and that's where he saw Evelyn trying to hide behind it.

"Eevee, come on, we're going to be late." He walked up towards her.

She turned away from him, her shoulder pressing into the tree.

He reached down and grabbed her backpack in one hand. "All right, come on. Let's go." He draped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her towards the street.

The kids watched them, they watched with phones out as Roman put Evelyn's backpack in the floorboard of the car before opening the door for her. She didn't fight him, she knew better to fight him so she did as he insisted on telling her to do. She got in with a small guitar looking case, possibly the violin she used a lot.

She didn't say anything, she refused to say anything to him. She put on her seat belt and then just shut down. If she was going to be there, if she was willing to go to school then Roman was happy with that. He would look over at her, her hair whipped around since he had the top down. He went back to the road, leaning back in the driver's seat, owning the car with his presence. She looked small compared to him, she tried to ball herself up in the front seat as if she was nothing.

Reaching over, he put a hand on her knee. "Better stop that, Eevee. You're with me now. You're protected now. Believe that, babygirl." He said, using the only word of endearment that he could think of.

Babygirl wasn't even used on his ex. She had no reason to be called that because she didn't earn it. He ran his thumb over Evelyn's knee as he drove. She loosened her hold on herself and turned her gaze to the front. But that was enough for Roman. He smiled to himself as he drove on.

The school was buzzing by the time they got to the school. People watched Roman and Evelyn walk into the main hall of the school. This hall would lead to the Principle and the Main office of the school. With Evelyn in tow, Roman refused to let go over her hand. He was on a mission. He was going to do what he had to so that Evelyn wouldn't feel like she was worthless.

The office secretary was a woman that Roman didn't know very well, but she was talking to Dean Ambrose, Roman's good friend.

"I've been waiting for you, man. What's the hold up?" Dean asked.

Roman tugged Evelyn to his side. "Sorry, I had to pick up my friend Evelyn here."

Dean's eyes looked onto the mousy Junior girl. She looked down, away from him. She tried to actually hide behind Roman but it was no use, Roman draped an arm around her shoulders and hugged her to his side. Evelyn looked so small compared to Roman and Dean, even with her violin case in her hand.

"Hey. What's going on?" Dean crossed his arms.

"Cyber bullying is what's going on. She's being targeted because of what her mother did."

"Yeah so? My old man was a looser. Don't know who you mom was, but Dad was better off without us. So what does the bullying have to do with what our parents had done?" Dean asked Evelyn.

She shrugged so Roman supplied the information. "Bianca Burns started saying crap like no one likes you. You are the reason for your mom stepping out. You know, crap like that. We're going to talk to the Principle about it."

"Cool, I get involved in some girl's personal problem, someone I've never met. You dragged me into this." He accused Roman.

"Dude, come on, she needs help. I didn't like finding her try to end her life because of what everyone is saying. I'm trying to help her." Roman looked down at Evelyn as she still continued to remain silent.

Rubbing his thumb over his index and middle finger, him biting the inside of his mouth. He wanted something really bad now and he didn't know how to get it. At least that was how Roman was interpreting it.

"All right, let's get this over with. One of the few days I actually wanted to stay in school, this is what I have to put up with." Dean finally said.

"Dude for once in your life, do what's right and stop thinking about yourself for a minute. It's not her fault all of this is going on."

Groaning, Dean nodded. "Yeah, you're right. I know that it's not her fault. Come on, let's get this over with."

She followed Roman and Dean into Principle Helmsley's office. He was talking on the phone, talking to someone Roman didn't know. Maybe his guidance councilor wife. He looked up when the three of them came in, Dean heading for the chair he mostly occupied when he was in trouble with the Principle. Roman pulled the other chair out and had to physically sit Evelyn down in it.

"I have to go. Some of my students have walked in." Then he hung up the phone. "What can I do for everyone today?"

Roman put a hand on Evelyn's shoulder. "She's having some problems."

"With Ambrose?" The principle looked over at the other boy in the office.

"Nope." Dean responded. "I've just become aware she's been bullied because of what happened between her mom and my dad."

Even the adults knew what happened, it was pretty big news all around the school because of what went down. The teachers knew what happened as well. It was all over Pensacola News it seemed like because of Evelyn's mother.

"The singer?"

"Pretty much." Dean said.

Triple H, as he was often called, looked at the girl as she refused to look at him. Embarrassment, maybe.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

Instead of telling him in her own words she pulled her own phone out. After a few clicks and a couple of slides of her thumb, she slid the phone across the desk to Triple H. He scanned the screen before looking up at her.

"Is this for real?" She nodded at the Principle's question. "You know who all these people are?"

"I know of the one that started it. BBShadow. She's Bianca Burns." Roman said.

"Rollins' girlfriend?" Dean glanced at Roman, brows raised.

"Yeah. He's on the team with me. I know her handle because she's a friend on my page too." Roman crossed his arms across his chest.

"Seth Rollins, he's an up and comer in the wrestling division as well as the football team. Great running back. He doesn't seem to be involved in this though." Triple H scanned the screen on Evelyn's phone.

She shrugged. "I don't know a lot of people. It was just to start out as a place to post pictures of my performances, I'm a classically trained violinist."

"Bullying is about ego, Ms. Kimball. You may be the target because of the issues at home because whoever started this has their own issues. A lot of the time something is going on at home for the bully to lash out at another person like this."

"Like their own family issues?" Roman asked, tilting his head to the side as if trying to hear the principle better.

"Yes, exactly like that."

"Bianca is having family issues, her parents are yelling at each other. I remember going to her house to pick her up with Seth. I could hear them yelling from inside the house."

Evelyn pulled at her blue cotton t-shirt. It wasn't much in the way of style, it was basic and simple. Nothing extraordinary but to Roman it was simple and simple was everything. He placed a hand on her shoulder, rubbing the back of her neck with his thumb. He liked the feel of her skin under his. As corny as it was to him to think like that, he enjoyed being with her. It was someone who needed him, who needed him to be her strength. His last girlfriend didn't have that.

"So, if I talk to Bianca about this, do you think that will be enough?" Triple H asked.

"I don't know. I just want it to stop."

"Evelyn?" She looked up when the principle spoke to her. "I'm guessing you're all in on wanting this to stop?"

"Yes, sir." She all but whispered.

"Okay, you three better get off to your classes. Roman, take her to homeroom so she's not late. I'll give you two passes for your teachers."

Triple H pulled out a pad of paper that was designated to use for late passes. Triple H knew what was best for everyone's safety, he knew that if there was a problem then it needed to be addressed and he never went back on his word.

"Here," he slid Evelyn's phone back to her. "Take care, Ms. Kimball. I'll see what I can do about this."

"Thank you, sir." She said, picked up her phone and then stood up.

The three of them left the principle's office together, but Dean headed off to his class first.

"I'll see you in Biology, babygirl." Roman said looking down at her.

Her pale blue eyes looked up at him, slightly red from having to fight off the tears that continued to gather at the corner of her eyes. All she did was nod as he left her at her homeroom, just barely making it to Mr. Kane's English class for his first period.

So how did you like it? There's maybe one or two more to come for this story. Stay tuned.