AN:/ Hey guys. I'm updating this story at least once a day at the moment. So please don't be disappointed when I don't update once a day. That's only happening now because I stay at home all day. But next week, I'll be doing a play so updates won't be as frequent.
Also, I'm calling all wrestlers by their rings name to save some confusion.
Thanks goes to StoryLover82, emma, and 1 crazy brunette goddess. Your reviews were lovely.
I walk out of the hotel with my bags rolling behind me. Seth, Roman, and Dean were waiting for me in the parking lot. They already had the trunk open so I could load my luggage in. We would be leaving directly after the signing to start on the I was actually very excited for. I had only ever been to two other states in my whole entire life.
"Morning." Roman smiles as he helps me get my many bags in the car. Each guy only had one suitcase while I had 2 large suitcases plus 3 duffle bags.
Roman notices this and raises his eyebrows at me.
"What?" I ask "I don't travel lightly."
"Or maybe it's just because you are a woman." He says chuckling lightly.
"Shut up." I say rolling my green eyes.
"I'll let you have the passenger seat. I'll sit with Dean in the back." He says warily. It must be obvious to everyone that Dean and I do not enjoy each other. I was still forced to sit in front of him. I just prayed he wouldn't do anything childish like pull my hair.
I buckle my seatbelt and get situated in the seat. The press conference was only twenty minutes away.
"What's in the bag, Elle?" Seth asks gesturing to the medium sized bag in my lap. The question seemed to have spiked the interest of the other 2 members in the car.
"Calm down, boys. It's just my camera." I say pulling the camera out of its bag as proof.
The camera was literally my life. Some people's life was their family or even their pet. Mine was the incredible device that I held in my lap. The camera could capture the good memories and then I could look back at them when I was having a bad day. The thought was comforting.
~x~
We arrive at the place where the press conference is being held by eight. Right on time. The guys are sent backstage until the press conference starts, and the people running it give me a pass for a seat on the front row.
For about ten minutes there is a lot of hustle and bustle. I seem to be the only calm one in a twenty feet radius.
Once the guys come out onto the stage and take their seats everyone settles down. I make sure to capture a couple pictures of them coming in. Seth comes in first, then Dean, with Roman to the left of him. My seat is somehow directly in front of Dean, and his eyes practically burn holes in my head. I knew I wouldn't be sitting there long though. Once I really got into the pictures I was trying to take I wouldn't be able to sit still.
I take a couple pictures from my original seat in front of Dean. And surprisingly enough, he's a natural. He doesn't even pay any attention to me. Which is what I want for this assignment.
Then I make my way to the front of Roman's side of the table and crouch down. He makes direct eye contact with me and the camera, and even poses with a smile on his face. I shake my head at him, sadly Roman is not a natural in front of the camera. Well, not a natural for the types of photos I was taking. Most people's reaction when they see a camera is to smile. I didn't want these pictures to come off as staged though.
"Act natural. Pretend I'm not here." I mouth at him. He gives me an almost unnoticeable nod.
After getting plenty of pictures at Roman's side, I go down by Seth's side.
Unlike Roman, when I tell Seth to act natural he does the complete opposite. Instead he gives me the average teenage girl duckface. I can't even pretend that it's not damn hilarious.
The whole time that Seth and I were making horrible derp faces at each other, we fail to realize that a man at the press conference had just asked Seth a question. That is until Dean claps him on the back a bit too roughly. Neither of us can fight the blood that rushes to our cheeks due to being caught.
Dean seems exceptionally angry at the both of us. Well, he's been angry at me since I first met him. What's new, right?
~x~
The guys manage to wrap everything up at the press conference by twelve, and we begin to make our way to the signing. The car is eerily quiet. I expect a blowup soon enough.
"What the hell was that?" Dean says suddenly. Ah, there's the blowup I was looking for.
"Elle and I were just trying to entertain ourselves." Seth answers.
Dean scoffs "Sure. How about the next time you guys save the bedroom eyes for oh, I don't know. The BEDROOM."
I sigh heavily. Yes, I could come up with a thousand retorts but I decide against it. Instead I do what my Gram always told me to do. Keep my pretty little mouth shut.
~x~
We have to go through the back entrance of the place where the signing is held, because there were so many fans lined up outside the front and security was sure the guys would get mobbed.
The guys settle into their seats in the same order the were at the press conference. The fans would be coming in at Seth's side and exiting at Roman's.
I settle with a spot a couple feet away from Roman's side of the table. Deciding I would get the best shots from that angle.
More and more fans pour in and I continue to get good shots. As more fans pass by me I can't help but notice the glares aimed towards me. It was mostly the female fans. They obviously took after one of their favorite wrestlers when it came to glaring at people for no reason.
Getting fed up, I finally snap at one of them. She was a petite blonde girl, no more than eighteen years old.
"Do you have a problem?" I ask rudely.
"Yes, it's you." She says just as rude back to me.
"Me? What could I have possibly done to you? I don't even fucking know you. I don't fucking know any of you." I say glancing over her head at the steady amount of fans that continue to come in the door.
"We think something's going on with you and one of the members of The Shield. You were at the press conference this morning and at dinner with them last bets are on Seth. He's my baby, so you better watch out. "
I laugh bitterly. "So you guys keep glaring at me because you think I'm dating one of the guys? How mature of you. How did you even know where we were?"
"We have our ways, Elle."
"How do you know my name? You girls are creepy as fuck."
"The ways, Elle. The ways." She says creepily before walking away. I continue to take pictures, ignoring each fan that glares at me as they pass.
~x~
As the last of the fans file out of the door, I pack up my camera and film. My day had surely been interesting.
The seating in the car remains the same. We make a quick pit stop at a gas station before starting our drive straight into Pennsylvania. We had a live Raw show tomorrow night, and then a Smackdown taping on Tuesday. Wednesday was full of media. Thursday and Friday were the days we would use to travel to St. Louis for Extreme Rules. Which would take at least 12 hours, depending if we decided to drive the whole way through or not. I wasn't sure if I could last that long in a car with these three for that long.
Thankfully, it was only three hours from Stamford to Pennsylvania. Doing the math in my head I suspected to get there by six o'clock.
Hopefully, when we got there I could have some alone time. There were a couple things I needed to do.
