A/N: I realized I never described Rosalynn, so here's a description of her:
She's short, only 5'1". She's Filipino. She has silky, black hair down to her waist. She wears glasses and has brown eyes. Her skin is pretty tan, lighter than Shelton's but a bit darker than Carlito.
Disclaimer: I own nobody but Rosalynn Anne Alonzo. Vince McMahon owns the WWE and the t.v. personas.
Chapter Two Two Weeks Later
"Wakey wakey Rosie!" Shelton sang, as Rosalynn grumbled and turned over in her sleep.
"Ayo ko," she pouted. "What time is it anyway?" (Translation: I don't want to.)
"8 a.m. on the dot!" Shelton informed cheerfully.
"Maaga pa," Rosie grumbled, still trying to hide under the covers. (Translation: It's still early.)
"Wouldn't want you to miss your shopping spree would you?" Shelton teased.
"Talaga?" she asked, the words 'shopping spree' waking her up. (Translation: For real?)
"Yup, on me," Shelton explained, "I noticed you don't have much clothes, so I'm allowing you to buy only the necessities. Lita, Trish, and Victoria have already agreed to go with you. Get ready and I'll drive you over to the mall."
For the first time in the life of Rosalynn Anne Alonzo, she showered, dressed, and fixed her hair in thirty minutes flat.
Shelton stared at his little cousin, shocked.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's hit the mall!" Rosalynn exclaimed. Shelton laughed.
"Chill lil cuz," Shelton said. "The mall doesn't even open for another half hour. Let's go get some breakfast." Shelton ducked just in time to avoid being hit by a pillow.
"You loser!" Rosalynn said, in a joking way, "I could have had an extra half hour of sleep!"
"Well sorry, I didn't think you'd actually wake up and get ready this quick," Shelton explained. "Well I don't know about you, but I'm hungry, let's go get some food."
"Fine, tara na." (Translation: Let's go.)
They headed down to the little restaurant, Rosalynn grumbling all the way. Her demeanor immediately did a one-eighty when she saw John Cena sitting alone at a table with a cup of coffee in hand.
"Let's go sit with John," Rosalynn said eagerly. Shelton rolled his eyes at her sudden change of mood.
"Hey Johnny," Rosalynn greeted brightly as she and her cousin took a seat.
"Morning Rosie, Shelton." John replied, giving them a nod before burying his head into his arms.
"I take it you're not a morning person?" Shelton laughed.
"Whatever gave you that idea?" John said sarcastically.
Lita, Trish, and Victoria entered the little restaurant. Rosalynn motioned to them and stood up.
"Well, that's my cue to leave guys. See you guys around," she said. John held her hand and kept her from going.
"You just got here. Where you heading?" he asked curiously.
"Shopping," she smiled brightly. "I got my cell with me, so if you guys need me, just call. Bye guys!" She ran off and joined the Divas, giggling as they walked off.
"So Cena," Shelton said, "what do you think of my little cousin?"
"She's cool. I like hanging with her," Cena replied. He raised an eyebrow. "Is there a problem with that?"
Shelton sat back in the chair and crossed his arms. "None at all. Just know that she's like my little sister. And if anything were to happen to her, I'd have to kick the ass of whoever hurt her."
"Is that a threat?"
"Take it as you will," Shelton replied before heading back to his hotel room to get some more shut-eye.
After lunch, John Cena was heading to the elevators to head back to his hotel room.
"Hold the elevator please!" A voice cried out. John held the elevator opened and was surprised to see about five feet of shopping bags walking towards him. "Hey, um, whoever you are, could you give me a hand?" John grabbed a couple of the shopping bags and was surprised to see that behind the shopping bags was Rosalynn.
"Rose?" Cena asked.
"Hey Cena," she replied. "Mind helping me out a bit more? You are about twice my size."
"Damn girl," Cena said, amazed at how much she bought. "How much stuff did you buy?"
"Well, let's see. About 16 pairs of jeans, 9 skirts, about 20 tops, underclothing, about 7 hoodies, a couple of jackets, and 4 pairs of shoes," she recited. "Not to mention about 4 dresses, and some jewelry."
"Damn girl," John whistled. "You better make sure you ain't around when Shelton gets his credit card bill. He'll kill you!"
"Nah," she said, not at all intimidated by the warning. "He always falls for my puppy dog pout, no matter how old I may get." Rosalynn demonstrated this by sticking her bottom lip out and pouting, a sad look in her eyes. John laughed.
"You got a point. No man on Earth could say no to that face," John said. Rosalynn raised an eyebrow.
"Even you Mr. Cena?" she asked a bit flirtatiously. He shrugged in reply.
"Maybe," was his reply.
"Well…" she purred. She got up about 3 inches away from his face, allowing her to feel his uneven breathing. "Can you help me carry all these heavy bags to my hotel room?" She smiled brightly. John murmured some curses under his breath. "What was that?"
"You're such a tease, you know that?"
"Me? Why never!" She winked. "So are you gonna help me or not?"
"Well, since I'm such a gentleman, I guess I have no choice," John sighed dramatically.
They laughed all the way to the hotel room, John carrying more of the load than Rosalynn.
"You can just drop those on the bed," Rosalynn instructed as the entered the hotel room, just plopping down on the couch. As John set down the bags as instructed, he noticed a bag from Victoria's Secret. He pulled out a piece of lingerie.
"Look what we got here," John teased, "never thought you were this racy."
"Give it back Cena!" Rosalynn whined. John held it up in the air, so that she couldn't reach.
"Come and get it Rosie!" he teased. Rosalynn, knowing there was no way she could reach it even by jumping, started to chase him around the room. She jumped, causing both of them to land on the couch, Rosalynn straddling John. She grabbed the lingerie out of his hand, her face merely inches away from his.
"Got it," she said huskily. John brought his hand to the back of her neck, their lips getting closer and closer…
"I hope you didn't spend too--" Shelton's voice came from the doorway. "Please tell me it's not what it looks like." He said, seeing their "compromising" position. Rosalynn immediately climbed off of John and hid the lingerie behind her back.
"Get your mind out of the gutter Kuya," she rolled her eyes, trying to hide her embarrassment. "We were just goofing off."
"Yeah, chill man," John said. "I was just helping her carry the ton of stuff she bought. I should get going then I guess." He looked at Rosalynn expectantly. "See ya around?"
"Yeah, see ya," she replied softly.
After John left, Shelton immediately turned to his younger cousin. "Is there something going on I should know about?"
"I wish," she murmured under her breath, but said to her cousin, "Nothing at all."
