A/N: Chapter 1 was so big that I split it into two chapters. Just so you know anything in Alex's POV is written by Matty1 and anything in Jamie's POV is written by KazzaXTreme.
Alex's POV
We got to my house and grabbed our bags and walked in laughing. An hour and a half later, lots of arguing, laughing, and goofing around we were ready to go.
"I get to pick the music this time." Jamie said as we got into my car. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever." I said as I sped off. She messed around with the radio until she gave up and I popped in a mixed CD.
"Here it's Johnny free." I promised.
"I'm proud of you, one whole CD without any wrestling related songs." She said. I smiled sheepishly.
"Well the next song is Mercy Drive, Away but it's not an entrance song so it doesn't count." I said.
"Are we there yet?" She asked.
"Jamie we are on the freeway still stuck in traffic." I said. She sighed and looked out the window for all of one minute before turning to me.
"How about now?" she asked smirking.
"We have moved a whole five feet no we aren't there." I said. She dug through the contents of my glove compartment and middle console.
"How about now?" she asked.
"No." I said sighing. Twenty minutes I was finally circling the parking lot.
"We are going to be late!" Jamie whined.
"We have 45 minutes before the damn show starts, chill." I said as we went up yet another level. I spotted an open parking spot and sped up to ensure that I got it.
"You know I would like to be alive in order to see the show." Jamie said. I rolled my eyes at her.
"Whatever, let's go." I said.
"Yeah I want to go to buy a Davey shirt anyways." Jamie said.
"I want a Sandman t shirt." I said.
"You will not be wearing it I worked to hard to find that cute outfit for you." Jamie said sternly. I rolled my eyes at her.
"Whatever, it's a tank top type thing and a pair of jeans." I said. Jamie scoffed.
"And it's a cute tank top thing and jeans." She said.
"Yeah, whatever…" I said.
"You are hopeless." She said.
"What happened to my old I love my t shirt and jeans Jamie?" I asked.
"Hello we have ring side tickets Davey and Sandy will be right in front of us." She said rolling her eyes.
"I thought we were supposed to behave ourselves?" I said.
"I'm not saying we should throw ourselves at them but it wouldn't hurt if they noticed us." She said. I rolled my eyes at her.
"Is Jamie looking to get laid tonight?" I asked and got smacked for my effort.
"Ow, what was that for?" I demanded.
"I am not looking to get laid tonight, brat." Jamie said.
"Okay, okay damn it was just a joke." I said ducking to avoid another slap upside my head.
We got in line at the merchandise stands and started deciding what we were going to get. "You know the WWE loves us." I said suddenly while we were waiting for the guys at the counter to give us our merchandise.
"Why do you say that?" She asked.
"We order every pay per view, we boost their ratings by watching RAW, ECW, and SmackDown!, we go to every event they have here and we buy ridiculous amounts of merchandise for outrageous prices." I said.
"You have a point." She said. We brought all our stuff back to the car except my Sandman T shirt and Jamie's Batista T shirt and went in search of our seats. After going through three different security checks we finally found our seats. They were the perfect seats, front in center on the side of the ring and to top it all off it was on the same side that the ECW Extremists entered the ring. I was in heaven and by the look on Jamie's face she was too.
"This is so worth the wait and price for tickets." I said. Jamie nodded. We watched as the arena began to fill up and were talking excitingly.
"Honestly if Dave came up to you after the show and asked to hang out would you?" I asked. Jamie turned and stared at me as if I had two heads.
"Of course I would you wanker, he's Davie freaking Bautista!" She said.
"Okay you do understand that in guy language hang out means that they will maybe buy you some food or a few drinks and for all their effort and trouble they expect to get laid." I said. Jamie rolled her eyes.
"Not all guys." She said.
"Yeah you keep telling yourself that. I grew up with all guys and you can ask any one of them that if they asked a girl to hang out they expect to get some." I said. Jamie shrugged.
"So let's just assume that's what Davie had in mind when he asked you to hang out, would you?" I asked. Jamie shrugged again.
"I don't know, I mean I would like to hang out with him but I don't want to be a ring rat." She said. Before I could respond Jerry The King Lawler's music blared as he strutted down the ramp to the announcer's table. He was followed by J.R. Drowning Pool's Rise up blared through the speakers signaling the beginning of the show. Much to Jamie's delight once the smoke had cleared none other than Batista's music blared from the speakers and the crowd erupted. Armani clearly loved this man. Every woman fantasized about him in those suits and men wanted to look like that to get the women like I said Armani loved him. As he swaggered down the ramp he smirked at the risqué remarks a few women yelled as he passed and winked at them. He climbed the steps and entered the ring. He walked around and posed then signaled for a mike. By this time I knew I was going to have permanent hearing loss in my left ear because of Jamie's screaming and my right ear wasn't faring much better. He slide off his sunglasses and smiled at the crowd.
"So you're probably wondering why I'm out here…" he said and the crowd erupted. Dave Batista was hands down unarguably on of the sexiest men on earth but once he started talking he just went on and on… wonder if he's like that in all aspects. I was brought back to reality when Jamie grabbed my arm. I looked at her accusingly, that was a damn good fantasy I was having.
"He's looking at us." She whispered in awe. I glanced up at the sex god and sure enough he was staring right at us.
"Why is he staring at us?" I whispered back. Dave smirked and winked. Then threw the mike to the ground and climbed down the steps and walked past us and smiled again then slid his sunglasses back on.
"Again… why was he staring at us?" I asked.
"I don't know." She said dreamily.
"What was he talking about before he started staring at us?" I asked.
"I don't know he kind of was done talking something about a match I think." She said. I shrugged and went back to watching the show, I may fantasize about the man but if it came down to it I will treat him like he is Jamie's man…off limits. The rest of SmackDown went down without incident but it was still great. We went to go grab something to drink and walk around a bit.
"That was great wasn't it?" I asked excitedly.
"Um hmm." Jamie said.
"Jamie?" I asked.
"Um hmm." She muttered.
"Cena is way hotter than Batista." I said.
"Um hmm." She sighed. I pulled out my cell phone and pushed the record button. "Sandy is hotter than Batista." I said.
"Um hmm." She said.
"So is Cena." I said.
"Um hmm." She muttered. I stopped recording.
"Jamie stop fantasizing about Davey and come back to this world." I said. She looked at me.
"What?" she asked. I played the recording for her.
"This is how out of it you were but I got you to admit it." I said evilly.
"I wasn't paying attention I was… thinking." She said blushing.
"More like fantasizing about a certain animal." I said.
"Shut up we'll see if you can hold a decent conversation after seeing Sandman." She said. "I won't say um hmm for an hour." I said as we walked back to our seats.
"Did you see the man and he was staring at us… he winked." She said.
"Yes, yes I know he's sex on a freaking stick." I said rolling my eyes.
"Well, as long as we understand each other." Jamie said smirking. I started laughing and we sat down. Finally the show started and I anxiously looked towards the entrance. RVD came out first followed by Kevin Thorn. I really don't understand his whole gimmick but whatever and Ariel is just weird. A few matches later I was getting worried that Sandman wouldn't even come out and then his music started and the spot lights went around the arena. I stared at the Tritonton to see where he was. Jamie nudged me.
"Not now." I mumbled. She did it again.
"What?" I asked. She simply pointed behind us. He was coming straight down the aisle that passed right by us. He slapped eager peoples hands and came to a stop right next to us. He smirked at us and started chugging. He dropped the can and jumped the barrier. "Alex?" Jamie asked.
"Huh?" I said.
"You belong on this side of the barrier." She said.
"I know." I said.
"Okay just reminding you." She said.
"You, my friend, are no fun." I said. She laughed and we watched the match.