Malakeh walked into her hotel room and collapsed on the bed, with her manager following her. "Oh..my..god" she sighed and dragged her hands down her face. "You did well on the show! What are you so nervous about, Maleh?" her manager said. She sat up at once. "I just blurted something out, that I shouldn't have EVER said! I just came here for god's sake. I just began becoming popular. I made a fool of myself on my favourite show!". "There's nothing wrong in what you said. It makes you seem more approachable. Don't worry about it." her manager said while still standing by the door. "I'm so sorry, Jane, please sit down. But yeah, maybe I shouldn't worry about it so much. I mean, I'm just acting in a TV series. People are not gonna pay that much attention, right?" she said and slowly kicked off her shoes. "Get some sleep, Maleh. You don't have to shoot tomorrow so you have a day off and you can work out early in the morn.". Jane got up to go to the door. She turned around and said " I've ordered you some food, eat it. I'll come over, wake you up tomorrow and we can go the gym together. Alright?". Malakeh groaned as she zipped off her dress. "Yay. Can't wait." she said in a dead voice. Jane laughed. "Good night. Eat and get some sleep. I'm in the next room if you want". "Wait, Jane. Have dinner with me! You're not just a manager to me, you know?" Malakeh said and flashed her a sincere smile. Jane agreed and said she would be back after a change of clothes.

It was true. Jane wasn't just any manager. She was her friend on the road, her mother hen and the only one who grounded her in this roller coaster way Malakeh rode into fame. She taught her how to be more presentable and control that sharp tongue of hers with people in the industry. Although it was all good and it was an amazing experience for her so far, Malakeh still faced problems in the industry simply because of her name and her ancestry.
Not being used to this kind of fame, she remained real to herself and said exactly what she thought, which rubbed a few people the wrong way. Jane helped her through all that. If not for Jane, she wouldn't even have gotten to where she is today and she knew that very well.

Jane came back and they had a TV dinner. "So, Dwayne Johnson, huh?" said Jane during a commercial break and turned towards with Malakeh. Malakeh spit out her water she was drinking and covered her face with her hands. "So many people have a crush on him, alright? I'm pretty sure it's not gonna be a big deal just cause I said something..".

The next day Malakeh entered the gym with Jane. It was a high-profile gym near her hotel in a prominent part of the city. As she entered, she realized almost everyone recognized her there and smiled politely to those who greeted her. "There are quite a few hot-shots here, don't get shy or startled if they want to talk to you. Remember, you act now." Jane whispered to her as they were in the cloak room.

She plugged in her headphones and began walking on the treadmill to start, gradually increasing speed. She ran and ran, sweating profusely. While running, a man got onto the treadmill next to hers and began working out. Not wanting to be polite at the risk of slipping and breaking her ankle, she didn't look his side. She eventually slowed down and got off the treadmill, began with her routine stretches. She felt the man familiar but she couldn't see his face. He was tall and had short blonde hair. She shrugged her shoulders and continued with her stretches. She went to the water cooler. Jane was stretching and glared darts at her as she walked past. "What.. I needed water" she mouthed and walked over. She hated working out, she was never used to it, just preferring to eat healthy to maintain the weight she had. She was drinking water, when someone tapped her from behind.

"Hey, you forgot these. You just left them on your treadmill". It was the man on the treadmill. "Thank you. I totally forgot. Thanks a lot." she replied and took it from him. She looked at his face once again. "What.. Oh my.." she said and covered her mouth. "Edge" She whispered. He smirked and said "I had a feeling you would know me.. Malakeh right?". He extended his hand forward. Malakeh's hands shivered as it shook his, just absolutely stunned. She didn't expect for this to happen, so soon after her incident. She wanted to pinch herself to know if it wasn't a dream. "But.. What are you doing in this gym?.." . "I'm..uh..working out…I actually stay quite close by, so I come here a lot." He smiled. She wanted to fall onto her knees and cry. She wanted to tell him of all the times she saw all his ladder matches, how she admired his athleticism, how she loved the way he did his Spear. "Ahh" was all that she could say. "Edge.. I mean.. Mr. Copeland, can I have a picture with you?". "Maria from The Lab wants to take a picture with me? Why not?… Oh, you don't need to call me Mr. Copeland by the way. The name's Adam." he said and he winked. Her mouth was wide open. The 13 year old in her couldn't believe Edge had just winked at her. "Are you okay? Or just a woman of few words…like ah?"

A very sweaty Jane came around and demanded to know why Malakeh was stuck by the water cooler for so long. "Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Jane, Malakeh's manager.". He smiled warmly. "I'm Adam Copeland. I work for the WWE. I just came to give her headphones back but she.." and he looked her way. She was looking at floor, overcome by shyness and shock. "She hasn't been talking much. I think she wanted a picture with me. Could you please help?". Jane hid her laughter at Malakeh and got her phone. Adam stood by her with his arm around her shoulder. She looked dazed at the camera. Jane looked away from her phone to glare at her. Adam bent down to her ears "You'll need to smile so it doesn't look like I've kidnapped you.". She quickly gave an awkward smile to the camera. His hands slid down from her shoulder to her waist. She felt electrified and snapped out of her reverie when he squeezed her waist. Jane continued to take one more picture. Jane handed her the phone. "Here you go, now if you don't mind we'll need to leave. It was nice meeting you Adam.". "Pleasure's all mine" he replied and he asked Malakeh " Do you have a Twitter handle?". "Yeah I do" she said. She was about to leave, but she turned back and went for a hug. As she told him her goodbye, completely ignoring the fact that he squeezed her waist again, he held her back. " One second, do you have a number I could maybe contact you on? Just in case you come to town again, let me know. I would love to meet up again, in less sweaty circumstances." They both chuckled and quickly exchanged numbers.

She walked out of the gym, slapping herself across her face to be sure that she lived through that incident.