Chapter Two: It Begins
I needed to do this, there was no way I was backing out. I forced my legs to walk out, I relaxed and started to just jam to the music on my way down the ramp. I gave some high-fives and shook some hands. Finally I was in the groove and ready for my match. All my hard work and training was about to pay off.
The bell rang and the match began.
"Good luck," Melina whispered right before we squared off.
The match went along great, it had so many ups and downs, and turns of dominating. The crowd was on their feet for almost the whole match. I hit a few high spots that even I can't believe I pulled off, and the crowd cheered me the whole way through it.
In the end I hit the Stratisfaction, a tribute to my favorite diva as a kid, and won the match. I was in awe and shock. I Just beat Melina in my first match! I beat one of the toughest diva's on Raw! The ref held my hand up and I felt a wave of emotions crash over me.
"And here's your winner, Riley!" Lillian Garcia called on the microphone over the crowd, who was currently going wild.
Melina struggled to get up, but when she did, she leaned against the ropes and smiled at me.
"Awesome job, Riley! You are talented!" I could barely hear her, but I read her lips well enough.
I walked up the ramp triumphantly, basking in the glory of my big win. A couple of people had signs with my name on it. I guess being a second generation superstar had it's perks, people know you before you even have a match!
I felt like I was walking on air in the backstage area, I smiled from ear to ear.
"Hey, awesome match chick." I heard a husky voice from behind me. I turned around and faced a guy with long purple-streaked hair.
"Well… uh, thanks."
"No problem."An awkward silence hung over us for a moment. I decided to break the ice.
"So, don't take this the wrong way, but who are you?"
"What? You don't know me?!" He looked serious at first, but then he broke into a smile. "I'm kidding, I'm not one of those people. I'm Jeff Hardy." He extended his hand.
"I'm Riley." I shook his hand, and looked at his eyes. They were gorgeous, I couldn't help but notice.
"I know. Everyone knows."
"W-what?" How did everyone know about me? I've only been around a day.
"Sure. You're Triple H's daughter, we all know about you. We all also know how you're off-limits."
"What do you mean, off-limits?"
"Well, uhm…" He quickly shoved his hands into his pockets. "You know, off limits to dating. None of the guys would dare to ask you out, not with your father being who he is. Who the hell knows what he would do to them." His gaze dropped to the floor.
"Did he say that?"
"He doesn't need to." He smiled and then started to step backwards. "Yeah, but it was great talking to you. Maybe we could do it again sometime."
"Of course."
He half-waved and left. I stood there, still just happy to be here. Now, don't take that conversation the wrong way, I'm not interested in him like that. I would be happy just being friends with him, he seemed like a genuinely nice guy.
I kept walking until I was in the catering area. I saw a very familiar face, it was Shawn Michaels. He's like an uncle to me, I've known him for a long time.
"Hey Shawn!" I ran over and buried him in a hug. "How have you been?"
"Great, great. I saw your match, it was absolutely amazing, your dad thought so too."
"He did?"
"Definitely. He's walking around beaming with pride." I smiled, it felt good to finally make my dad proud.
Shawn checked his cell phone and readjusted the bag he was carrying on his shoulder.
"I'm running late though, so I'll catch up with you later." He gave me a quick hug and trotted off down the hall. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder. (Is it just me, or do these wrestlers just love to surprise me?)I nearly jumped out of my skin it scared me so bad.
"Yeah?" When I flipped around I saw a guy with shoulder-length blonde hair, eyeing me up.
"Hey you're uh…. Riley, right?"
"Mhmm. And you are…?" I could tell this guy was bad news.
"Well, clearly, I'm the best champion the WWE has ever seen."
"Yeah, and that makes you?"
"Duh, Edge."
I've heard about him, a real jackass. I wish my dad was here to teach him a lesson. This Edge guy just radiates arrogance, and quite frankly, it makes me want to punch him in the face.
"Is there something you want?"
"Maybe just your number, or a date." He smiled a cheesy one. It made me want to puke.
"How about…….no? How's that for an answer?"
"What?! No one says no to me! I'm irresistible." I think the word he is looking for is repulsive, not irresistible, easily confused I guess.
"I believe I just did." I started to walk away but he grabbed my arm, preventing me from moving. "Let go of me!"
"Just say yes," he pleaded.
"I tried to squirm my way out, but it proved to be futile, he was stronger than me.
"Let go, you're hurting me!"
I merely blinked when I saw Edge laying on the ground, on his back. I looked up only to see the most gorgeous man I've ever laid eyes on. He smiled shyly before speaking.
"He's a real jerk."
"Wow. I mean…uh…."
He flashed a smile that almost melted my heart.
"T-thanks, for getting rid of him." He laughed.
"No problem, like I said, he's a real asshole."
"Yeah, a real slime ball. So, does my hero have a name?"
I'm pretty sure he blushed, but I couldn't tell completely because of his tan.
"Of course, I'm………"
****End of chapter two ****
So who is this mystery man that saved Riley? I guess you'll have to find out in the next chapter :)
