I hung out with John, much to the distain of my daddy, Tuesday and Wednesday. We played videogames, and I started to sketch him. I was going to do a whole portrait, but it was going to take a while. I figured if I worked on it everyday, I'd have it done in about a week, because I wanted it to be perfect before I gave it to him. I was going to redo it in color, so it was going to be awesome. Anyway, it was Thursday night, and I was hanging out with my dad backstage, he was introducing me to some of the other wrestlers.

"Show, this is my daughter Andrea, Andy, this is Paul White, aka Big Show." My dad said, putting his arm over my shoulder.

"Well, it's good to meet you little girl." He said, smiling.

"I'm not that little, I'm 5'7 and a half!" I laughed, pretending to pout.

"Sweetie, I'm 7 feet tall…I'm like, over a foot taller than you, so, I can call you little girl." He chuckled. I smiled to myself because he really was a gentle giant. We were talking for a while before a group of wrestlers came down the hallway.

"Hey Show! You owe me 20 bucks still!" a voice called. We turned and saw Rob Van Dam, Uncle Eddie, Charlie Haas, Rey Mysterio, John, and Rico.

"I don't owe you anything Van Dam!" Show laughed.

"Actually, you do kinda owe Robbie here some money. He beat you in that eating contest in New York last week, remember?" Charlie said, getting a swat in the back of the head from Show.

"Princess, these clowns are Rob Sztowski (A/N: Can't spell it!), Charlie Hass, Oscar Gutierrez, and Rico Constantine. You already know John and Eddie. Boys, this is my little girl Andrea." Dad said, pointing to each person as he said their name.

"Hey guys, you can call me Andy." I smiled, tucking my hair behind my ears.

"Good to meet you dudette," Rob smiled.

"Nice to meet you," Charlie smiled.

"Hey, Eddie's told me a lot about you, chica," Rey smiled. I noticed that he was really cute without his mask.

"OH MY GOSH, where DID you get those shoes?" Rico blurted out. John rolled his eyes, and gave me a hug. Uncle Eddie did the same, and kissed my forehead.

We were laughing for a good while, as they told me stories of pranks they'd pulled on each other. We heard a lot of giggling, and turned to see four girls walking down the hall. Two were brunettes, and two were blondes. They came over to our group and we were introduced. One was Dawn Marie, a really pretty brunette, and John's girlfriend. One was Joy Giovanni, a funny brunette who was good friends with Show, Torrie Wilson was a beautiful blonde who was close with Rey, but they weren't any type of relationship, and finally, Jackie Gayda, who was together with Charlie, and was really pretty. We were having a lot of fun, well, they were, I was slightly bummed that Dawn was around hanging all over John, but I didn't let it show.

"Uh, Playas, I don't mean to be a bother, but we got a show to do, believe that." Came a voice.

"Oh hey boss, this is my little girl, Andrea." Dad said, pointing to me.

"Hey there, good to meet you, but I have to get these superstars out there to put on a show."

"I understand Mr. Long, I am a huge fan, so I understand that you want to put on a great show."

"I like her, believe that playa. Now, let's go, John, you wanted the first block, right?"

"Yeah, I did."

"Well, let's get this show on the road, holla, holla, holla!" With that, he left the room.

"Man, is he really like that? I thought it was just a gimmick for the show!"

"Nope, that's him." John smirked. He gave me a hug, and went to gorilla, Dawn fallowing him, and eyeing me hard. I laughed to myself, and walked around backstage. I bumped into this would-be-cute-if-he-cut-his-nappy-hair guy. He had skin like butter milk, and he had nice eyes.

"I am Carlito. I am a wrestler here in the WWE."

"Hi, I'm Andy."

"Are you cool? Because if so, here is the key to my hotel suite, be there." He said, sliding the key in my back pocket; copping a feel as he did so. I looked at him like he'd lost his mind.

"Excuse you? I am NOT some type of ring rat, and I don't care WHO you are, I'm not some type of slut that will sleep with you because you're the new guy in the WWE. I should kick your ass for doing that, but I won't, I'll have my uncle take care of it, or better yet, my dad." I said, turning around. I started to walk away, when he grabbed my arm.

"That's not cool, what you just said, now, if you watch this monitor, you'll see something cool. Then, you might want to become…cool." He said, eyeing me in a way that made me shudder. Then he walked out to gorilla and cued his music. I growled inwardly, and went back to my dad's locker room, where he was putting on his hat.

"Daddy, did you see the bastard that just spit on John like that?"

"Yeah, I saw…it was bull, but you can't be that upset because if him being humiliated. What's wrong?"

"That Carlito dude, he…he hit on me, and tried to get me to sleep with him!" I said angrily. Dad started to chew on his upper lip again, and I started to tap my right leg really fast as I put all of my weight on the left one- a sure-fire sign that we both were pissed.

"He did WHAT?"

"Yeah, he asked if I was cool, and if I was, then to meet him in his hotel room. Then he slid his key card in my jeans back pocket."

"I'm gonna kill him."

"Oh my gosh," I said, looking at the monitor. Carlito was standing on a turnbuckle with John's chain around his neck, and he was holding up the US title. "I gotta talk to him; I know he's like, devastated. I gotta go, daddy, I'll be back." I said, running out of the door, and towards gorilla. When I got there, Rob was already there waiting for John.

"Hey," I said, looking down.

"Hey," he said, scratching his head, and tightening his ponytail. We stood there, scowling at Carlito as he walked past, then, when John came back, my heart broke. He had this distant look in his eye, and I almost cried when he let out this depressed sigh. He looked at me, and I instantly reached up to hug him. He hugged me back, and sighed again into my hair.

"You okay?" I said, racking my hands through my hair.

"Nah, I just got my title back…and I lose it in less than a week. I got screwed over, and it hurts. Sorry Andy, I'm not in the mood to party tonight, I'll call you tomorrow, okay?" he said, all in monotone.

"Alright. I'm sorry about what happened John,"

"Thanks Andy, I am too. I'll see you later, alright?"

"Okay. I'm gonna go back to daddy. Bye John." I said. I kissed his cheek and walked back towards the locker rooms.

As I passed Rene Dupree's locker room, a tussle-haired Dawn Marie came out, zipping her jeans. I could see a huge hickey on her neck, and she was flushed. I didn't say a word, because she didn't see me, but I knew I was telling John the second he called me. I spent the rest of the night working on John's sketch. I fell asleep around 1:30 that morning, and I woke up to the sound of my cell ringing.

"Hello?" I said in this groggy voice heavy with a Texas sized accent.

"Andy, you sitting down Pajarita?" Uncle Eddie's voice came through the phone.

"Yeah, actually, I'm lying down, you woke me up." I laughed softly.

"Well, I have bad news."

"What's going on Uncle Eddie?"

"It's John."

"What about him?"

"He-he…He's been stabbed."