Octavia woke up next morning in a bed she didn't know. She was lying on her stomach when she opened her eyes. She rolled over on her side to get a better look at the room but she didn't recognize anything. She had never been there before. Footsteps sounded and she looked towards the open bedroom door to see Roman walk in.

"Good, you're awake," he smiled.
"Where am I?" She asked.
"My apartment," he answered.
"How can you afford an apartment?" She asked.
"I can't. My parents bought it for me. I told you that yesterday," he answered.
"You did?" She asked.
"What is the last thing you remember?" He chuckled.
"Walking into the mall," she answered. "Did I ever get that ice cream soda?"

He laughed and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed next to her.

"Okay, quick recap. I told you I have rich parents too but mine actually support me in my crazy dreams," he said.

She looked down ashamed. It wasn't like the little friends group had been invisible to her in school but she always thought they were dead poor. Alexa and Roman apparently came from rich parents where Punk and Dean didn't. And still they were all friends. Money wasn't an issue between them.

"How's your ass?" He asked.
"Huh?" She looked up again.
"It's gonna be sore for a few days. No picking in it. Use this at least three times a day for the next two weeks," he handed her a bottle of cream. "I already did it while you slept since you were on your stomach and I didn't think you'd mind after spending the night here."

He stood up and dug into his pocket before pulling out a key. He sat down again and handed her the key too.

"Lock up when you leave. You can give me the key back tomorrow in school," he said.

She still said nothing. She was trying so hard to remember anything that had happened last night after entering the mall but she couldn't. He put on a little boyish smile before leaning down to kiss her temple and then move his mouth to her ear.

"By the way," he spoke lowly and seductively. "Red is so your colour."

He leaned back out with a grin on his face before getting up from the bed and leaving the room. She heard the front door open and close before she let out a heavy breath. She tore the covers aside to discover she was lying there in a red thong with a black lace on top. She had been almost naked in bed with him and she had no memory of what had happened. She looked at the cream he had handed her to see it was an aftercare cream for tattoos.

"Fuck!" She shouted.

She got out of bed and moved towards the wall mirror to look at her ass. On her right buttock was a tattoo of a black and grey crow. It wasn't big as in covering the entire buttock but it wasn't small either. It was perfect and beautiful and she spent a minute admiring it.

"Mom's gonna be so mad if she finds out," she whispered.

She turned around and looked at the floor to find a matching red bra with black lace on top. Next to it was a pair of mint green jeans and a black top. She bowed down to pick up the clothes. She was fast to get dressed, finding both jeans and top to be tight on her body and showing off her curves just right. She looked in the mirror again. She had to remember to thank Alexa because she was pretty sure it was her who had picked this outfit for her.

She looked around for her white cotton underwear and her baby pink dress but couldn't find them. She moved out of the bedroom to find her dress hanging over the back of an arm chair in the living room. Next to the chair stood the baby pink heels she had worn to the dress. She got back in the heels, a complete mismatch to the mint green jeans, and swung the dress over her shoulder. Her white cotton underwear was nowhere in the apartment. She finally locked up and went home.

"Where have you been?" Her mom's voice sounded through the house the second Octavia opened the door.

Her mom, Stephanie McMahon, came walking fast out to meet her in the hall and she didn't look happy at all. Her arms were crossed and she stopped but tapped one of her black pumps against the tile floor.

"Well?" She asked. "And what happened to your beautiful dress? And what on earth are you wearing, young lady? I did not teach you to dress like a prostitute."
"Mom, please," Octavia looked tired. "I took a walk last night and I fell. That's why the dress is dirty. I hurt myself and a friend from school found me crying. She took me home and let me borrow some clothes. I didn't mean to stay away all night. I didn't mean to fall asleep. I'm sorry."
"It's alright, buttercup," Stephanie bought the lie. "Are you alright? Where are you hurt?"
"I'm fine, mom. I just really need a long bath and to relax," Octavia said.
"Of course. We're going for lunch with the Cenas but I'll tell them you're feeling under the weather. Take your time to rest up so you're ready for a new week tomorrow," Stephanie said.

Octavia felt different going to school next day. She wasn't sure what to expect. She knew she had to find Roman and give him his key back but that didn't mean he would want anything to do with her afterwards. She still wasn't sure if anything had actually happened between them.

"What happened to you Saturday?" John approached her at lunch.
"I went for a walk and fell," the lie left her easily.
"And yesterday?" He asked.
"I was still hurting," another lie.
"Whatever," he shrugged.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her to the nearest bench. They sat down but the moment was quickly ruined. Dean walked by their table and he couldn't help but smile at her.

"Can I help you, dirt boy?" John stared at Dean angrily. "Keep walking, asshole!"
"John, that was uncalled for," she said.
"What? He's an asshole. Poor as fuck too. We don't interact with people like him," he said.
"You're an idiot," she stood up.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"Away from you!" She sneered.

She went after Dean, wanting to apologize for John's behaviour. She couldn't find him anywhere though. She sighed and locked herself in a bathroom for the rest of the lunch break. She didn't wanna see anyone right in that moment.

Gym was next. Most of the girls had already arrived when she got into the locker room. She felt nervous before undressing. She had washed the red set of underwear the day before while her parents had been gone so she could wear it again. She got out of her clothes, completely forgetting about the thong showing her tattoo.

"Oh my god, you got a tattoo?" Bayley asked. "Did Roman make you do it?"

She turned around to look at her friend. Somehow she didn't even recognize Bayley anymore. Had she ever known her for real or was she just another person placed in her life by her parents like John was?

"No, he didn't," Alexa's voice cut in.
"How would you know?" Bayley asked.
"Because I was there," Alexa smirked and ran a finger down Octavia's bra strap. "I see you still like it."
"I washed it," Octavia said.
"I kind of guessed," Alexa chuckled.
"What happened to my other underwear?" Octavia asked.
"You threw it in a trash can," Alexa answered. "Do you wanna get out of here?"
"You can't skip class," Bayley protested.
"Watch me!" Alexa said.

Octavia put on a smile and started getting dressed again. Skipping class with Alexa sounded so much better than staying another second near Bayley.

"Octavia! I'm telling John!" Bayley said. "And I'm telling him about the tattoo too."
"Yeah?" Alexa stepped up in Bayley's face. "And maybe you can tell Octavia all about how you fuck him behind her back too."
"What?" Octavia asked surprised. "Bayley?"
"What a friend you are!" Alexa growled.
"I... I..." Bayley stuttered. "I'm late."

She ran out of the locker room before giving an answer.

"Sorry," Alexa turned around. "I can prove it too if you want. Every Thursday after football practice, they meet in the shack down on the football field. We've all watched them through a hole in the boards."
"You know what," Octavia ran a hand through her hair. "I don't even care anymore. Let's just get the fuck out of here."
"Yes!" Alexa grinned.

They snuck out from school, giggling like little girls.

"Dean and Roman are skipping too. Punk's at work, obviously, but we're meeting the others down by the lake," Alexa said.
"Did I ask for the tattoo?" Octavia asked. "I know I've always loved crows so I know I picked the motive but did I actually want it?"
"Want it?" Alexa snorted in laughter. "You begged for it. I had to pry you off Punk. You wouldn't let go until he promised to do it. You were fucking awesome, Octavia. I hope you'll continue hanging around us because you're my official girl crush now."

Roman and Dean were already down by the lake as Alexa had said they would be. They were out in the water and Alexa quickly stripped down to her underwear to join them. Octavia sat down on the grass and Roman got out of the water and walked towards her. She held her breath as she took in his body. He was in his boxers and they didn't hide much. He was more than beautiful to look at. He was stunning.

"Hey princess," he sat down next to her. "How's your ass?"
"It's good. I still can't believe I got a tattoo," she said.
"It was awesome watching you get it although I don't recommend getting anymore done while being drunk but you refused to back down. Punk gave up and gave you what you wanted," he said.
"Speaking of being drunk," she took a deep breath. "Did something happen between us?"
"Like what?" He grinned. "Like having sex? Are you afraid I fucked your brains out and now you can't remember the best fuck of your life?"

She rolled her eyes at his sassiness. He pushed her down on her back, leaning over her while his wet hair fell down on her shoulders and chest.

"I don't take advantage of drunk girls. I'm not a pig. You stripped down to that thong all on your own. I'm not gonna lie. I enjoyed the show and I did masturbate that morning when I woke up. Not in bed, of course, but you were on my mind in the bathroom," he licked his lips. "However, if you're offering now that you're sober, I'd very much like to take you up on that offer. I promise to fuck you better than you've ever been fucked before."

She knew she should say no but she didn't say anything. Something about his straight forward attitude and his boldness made her want to say yes. And on top of that she felt connected with him even though they hardly knew each other. She reached up and placed her hands on his shoulders. He took it as an invitation and leaned down to kiss her. They both forgot about Dean and Alexa until they made their presence known five minutes later.

"Room for one more?" Dean poked Roman's side with his foot.

Roman broke the kiss and moved up to sit while pulling Octavia up too.

"We need to get him a girl on his own," Alexa said.
"My career comes first," Dean grinned.
"Career?" Octavia said.
"One day, my dear Octavia, you're gonna see my name on the big stages as the world heavyweight champion," Dean said.
"Dean and I both want to be wrestlers," Roman said. "We're actually training already."
"Roman pays for my training. One day I'll pay him back," Dean said.
"Don't worry about it," Roman waved his hand in the air. "Going to top with my best friend by my side is payment enough."

Alexa sat down next to Octavia.

"What do you wanna do with your life?" She asked.
"I'm expected to become a lawyer too," Octavia answered.
"But do you want to?" Alexa asked.
"Not really," she felt hopeless all of the sudden. "I don't know what I want. I've never been given a choice in anything."

Roman looked at Dean and Alexa and nodded his head to the side. His two friends got the message and moved away. He moved close to Octavia and kissed up her neck.

"You got a choice with me, princess," he rasped out in her ear. "Do you want to go home with me right now?"
"I can't," she sighed. "I got cello practice."
"It's okay. I'm not mad," he kissed around her jaw until he reached her lips. "My door is always open for you."
"You're not making it easy for me," she groaned.
"Am I supposed to feel sorry now?" He chuckled.
"I gotta go," she pecked his lips and got up. "I'll see you tomorrow."

She hurried away, forgetting all about handing him his key back. It was gonna be awkward sitting at cello practice with a wet thong. What on earth was Roman doing to her? Roman sighed as he watched her leave. Dean and Alexa moved back to him.

"So?" Dean grinned.
"She's gonna be the death of me," Roman looked down at his boner.
"Just last week you said you'd never get close enough to kiss her," Dean reminded him. "Today you almost fucked her into the center of the earth."
"Yeah," Roman grinned. "I would if you hadn't been here."
"Sorry not sorry," Alexa giggled. "I like her, Roman. She fits in so well with all of us. Don't break her heart."
"I think she'll be the one to break mine," Roman sighed. "I'm not sure she's ready to stand up to her parents and walk her own way."