A new girl in town
Chapter 2
Sammy
She looks upset by the waiter's reaction. I wonder if other people react to her the same way.
Getting up Sammy went to the counter and got a couple of coffee's to go one for her and one for Mark then she headed upstairs.
Kayla
Kayla sighed heavily and dropped some money onto the table. Then she got to her feet.
"Sitting around here isn't helping," she thought.
"Fuck the coffee; what I need is a long, mind numbing run outside."
Kayla realized that running wasn't helping less than 3 miles in to her usual routine. She swore in frustration but the thoughts didn't cease.
"Old in securities, check," she thought as she turned around to head back the way she'd come.
"Sarcasm as defense mechignism, double check."
"Wondering what the fuck I'm doing here. . . priceless," she muttered out loud.
She slowed her pace as she neared the hotel. She knew that she should call home but what was she going to say?
"Hey guys; hope you're all good. Yeah, things are a pile of shit here. Miss you! Bye!"
The words sounded stupid in her head. She missed them all terribly but what could they do to help this far away? Pretty words couldn't help her now.
Sammy/Taker
Getting back to the room she saw that Mark was already up.
"Hi babe. I brought you a coffee." Sammy said bringing the coffee to Mark.
"I wondered where you had run off to." Taker said smiling.
"I thought we'd have a quiet cup before we called J.J. and Kane to meet us for breakfast.
"Sounds like a plan to me." Taker said still smiling
They sat quietly and drank their coffee.
Kane/J.J.
Picking up the phone Kane was surprised to hear his brother's voice so early.
"Yeah we're up and ready for brekafast." Kane said looking at J.J.
"We'll meet you downstairs in ten." Kane replied into the phone.
J.J./Kane/Sammy/Taker
Getting downstairs they took a table and looked at the menus.
Once they had decided they ordered and sat around talking.
Kayla/Sammy/J.J./Taker/Kane
"Oh great, it's the brothers' grim and their women," Kayla thought as she reentered the restaurant and spotted the guy from last night and his brother immediately.
She was once again immediately put off by the guy wearing the mask.
"And I thought I had denial/acceptance issues," she "Karena would have a field day with this guy."
Looking up Taker saw the woman from last night and stiffened.
What's he looking at? J.J. wondered following his gaze.
"Get over it Taker." J.J. said smiling.
Kayla opted for a table in the middle of the room.
"I'm not hiding from them," she thought defensively.
"I just can't deal with any of that bullshit today."
Doesn't she just look bitchy today. Taker thought. I wonder what crawled up her ass.
Kane glanced over in her direction.
"Well, I guess that plan's out," Kayla muttered as the unmasked guy spotted her. His whole posture says he's angry.
"Fuck him anyway," Kayla thought, adopting her bitchiest expression.
She was completely taken aback when the masked guy glanced at her. She looked over at him and their eyes met for a moment.
"Holy shit," she breathed.
Shit she's going to think I'm staring because of her scars. Kane thought turning away quickly.
"Either he's been through hell or I really do look that bad."
Her mind spun. I've never seen eyes that expressive. . . or that color either. This guy never needs to say a word; it's all right there. She thought.
Taker needs to get over this. Kane thought. She looks like she's been through hell. I know what that looks like. She probably has that chip on her shoulder because people stare and react badly to her scars. It's all a charade she's probably actually pretty nice.
"I should go over an talk to her." J.J. said. "I've never seen her before so she's probably new and could use a friend or three."
"Don't you dare." Taker said menacingly.
Kane chuckled knowing how his wife was and knowing Taker was only egging her on by telling her not to do it.
"Shit, why did he turn away all of a sudden?" Kayla asked herself. Her thoughts were still in a tangle of intrigue and confusion.
"Did I make him uncomfortable?" she wondered.
She staired absently down at the menu. She tried to get through the specials but her eyes kept involunterily wandering back over to their table.
"This is fucking ridiculous," she muttered. "EITHER go talk to them or don't. Don't just sit here with an axe above your head."
J.J. got up and headed in the woman's direction.
"Hi, I'm J.J." She said putting her hand out to shake the other woman's.
Kayla ignored the offered hand and simply nodded.
"Kayla," she said simply, as her gaze assessed the woman standing before her.
J.J. slowly lowered her hand as not to look like a fool.
"Are you new here?" J.J. asked. "Would you like to join us?"
"Everyone could use a friend or so when they are in a new situation." J.J. said before the woman could answer.
Kayla rolled her eyes and got to her feet.
"Save your pity or whatever this is for someone who actually wants it," Kayla snapped.
"And while you're at it, tell your friend over there to go and kill himself," she added, as she pinned J.J. with a contemptuious look. Then she turned on her heel and walked away.
Oh that went well. J.J. thought sarcastically. But it wasn't pity not exactly I just wanted to help her get to know some people.
Turning J.J. walked back to the table.
"I heard what she said to you J.J." Taker said. "I told you she was a bitch."
"I don't think she is." Kane said quietly. "I think she's just had enough of people reacting badly to her."
"Well if she didn't cut people off at the knees she'd have some friends." Taker said.
"Who says she doesn't." Sammy piped in. "Maybe they are just not here to support her because she's on the road."
"I still say she needs lessons in manners." Taker said.
"Lets just drop it and enjoy our meal." J.J. said taking her seat as their food arrived.
They ate talking about anything but the woman who had just stormed out of the resturant.
Kayla
Once back in her room, Kayla rummaged for her phone. When it was in her hand, she sat for several moments just staring at it.
"Just fucking call them already," she said to herself.
Fear gripped her. What could she say? They knew her too well; she couldn't hide.
The decision was taken out of her hands when the phone rang.
"Hey," she said, picking up before the song had a chance to really start.
"Hey yourself," Cass said.
"How are the law school applications going?" Kayla asked.
"Eh, you know. Going," Cass sighed.
"How are things in the land of giants?" Cass asked before Kayla could respond.
"Uh, yeah," Kayla hedged.
"Oh no," Cass said. "What happened?" she asked knowingly.
"Pissed off the brothers' grim, got stared at by a waiter and can't seem to sleep without you guys," Kayla said in a rush of clipped words.
"Oh, Kayla," Cass sighed.
"We miss you too."
Kayla released a shakey breath.
"What the hell am I doing here, Cassie?" she asked, her voice breaking.
"Being pretty awesome as usual," Cass replied in a light tone.
"Yeah, I've done a great job at that," Kayla said sarcastically.
"Give it time, Kayla J," Cass said reassuringly.
"It's only your first day if even that. I'm sure you haven't fucked up too badly yet."
"Thanks, Cassie. I knew I loved you for a reason," Kayla quipped.
The rest of the conversation was filled with news of home and their usual easy banter. When they finally hung up, Kayla felt the weight that had been pressing down on her chest eleviate slightly.
Kayla was just about to put her phone away when she looked down at the screen.
"Mother fucker!" she yelled, dropping the phone in her bag and scrambling madly around the room.
"Great, late on my first official day," she muttered as she gathered together what she needed and stuffed everything in to her bag. Slinging the strap across her shoulder, she renshed the door open and ran from the room.
She took the stairs down 2 at a time, jumping the last 3 and continuing her headlong pace in to the parkinglot. The bike had barely started up as she pealed out of the lot.
She got to the arena in 20 minutes, breaking the speed limit in to pieces and pissing off drivers along the way but she didn't care. She had 5 minutes to spare but she'd made it.
She hurriedly parked her bike and rushed through the arena doors. She flagged down a passing security guard. Showing him her staff ID, she asked kurtly where she was expected to set up for the night.
The guard told her with a smile and a friendly wave but Kayla was too busy worrying about the time to pay him any notice aside from a quick "Thanks."
She made her way in to her office and looked around.
"New iMac, good," she thought, taking invitory of the room.
"Damn, that TV'S nicer than ours," she said out loud as she saw it.
Her eyes continued to rome over the room and she nodded in satisfaction. It was on the small side but would definitely do. She'd worked in much more cramped quarters than this; her mind flashed back to the horrifying practicum of her senior year in college.
They'd fallen far behind the other groups and were forced to spend most of 2 weeks crammed in to an on - campass studio.
"Sean and fucking Taylor Swift," she muttered, trying not to laugh.
"I wanted to throw him and the damn iPod out the window by the end," she recalled.
Then there was a knock at the door.
J.J.
Getting to the arena J.J. dropped off her stuff in the locker room.
Then taking a flash drive with her she headed for the door.
"Where are you headed it can't be time for your meeting already?" Kane said.
"No not the photographers meeting. I'm meeting with the new head of digital productions. I need to go over some photos she may use in the new web pages she's designing." J.J. said.
"Oh I'll see you later then." Kane said.
Knocking on the door J.J. waited for the ok and walked in.
"Oh it's you." J.J. said as the woman turned around.
"What the hell are you doing here." Kayla asked sounding both surprised and angry.
