Chapter 3: Smackdown

"So, What first?", Danni asked Heather trying to move past the encounter with Randy.

"Hey! What went on with you and Mr.Orton back there?"

"Will you quit calling him that!"

"What happened?"

"Nothing. He was just being an ass."

"O.K. Whatever you say."

Danni thought it was kind of cool being backstage at the American Airlines Center. She'd never even been in it before, even though she lived right outside of Dallas all of her life. She was kind of warming up to the job. She'd never really had a job she'd liked before. She could of done lots of things with her life. She was pretty, tall enough to be a model, she had a good figure for 22, and was pretty smart. She just could never make up her mind. She was what her mother called a "jumper". She jumped around from jobs and places. She never settled down. In fact, the only stable thing in Danni's life was Heather and her family. Heather had been her best friend since freshman year, and had been with her through the ups and the downs, and there had been plenty of downs. Her mother and younger brother Jake were awesome, and suported her in everything, even all her crappy relationships. Crappy relationships had come and gone for Danni the hard way. When she was younger, there was something in her brain that attracted her to total asses. She grew up fast, and supported every boyfriend she ever had. She never got the opportunity to have fun. Maybe this job could be just that. Or maybe not? Not if she had to deal with total assholes like "Mr.Orton" everyday. Even if he was a really sexy asshole, he was still an asshole.

"Now Danni. See that door over there. That's my supervisor's temporary office.",Heather said pointing toward the first door in a short hallway.

"Why is it temporary?"

"Because it moves every show."

"That sucks.He has to get a different room in this arena every day."

"No. "SHE" has to get a different room in a "DIFFERENT" arena.

"What? I don't get what you're trying to say."

"I'm always away for work. Right Danni?"

"Ya, but I always thought you were screwing around and you didn't want me to know."

"What? Nooooooo. I travel all week. I'm off on Sundays. God Danni! We've really grown apart."

"No fuckin duh! Your always at work."

"I'm sorry. I just thought you knew."

"You always just think. That's your problem!"

"O.K. Before we start a huge fight, just talk to my supervisor. Please?"

"When you said travel, I didn't think everyday."

"Sorry."Heather said shoving Danni toward her supervisor's door.

Danni slowly walked in. The office was crappy, and looked like a cleaned out janitor's closet. Danni looked over the supervisor who was sitting quietly at a particle board desk. She was an older women around her late 30s.

"Hello. I'm Jeanie. I presume your Danni.",Jeanie said reaching out her hand for Danni to shake.

"You presume right.",Danni replied sarcastically.

"Well, Heather said you needed a job, and that your potential is unlimited."

"Did she?",Danni replied once again with sarcasm.

"Yes. She did. If your anything like your friend Heather, I'm sure you'll do well with this company."

"I just have a few questions. O.K.?"

"Sure."

"First off, I refuse to work with Randy Orton.O.K.? Number two, what is my day off?"

"That it."

"Yep. I don't sweat the details as long as I'm happy."

"As for part two of your question, you have Sundays off. As of part one, until I have sufficient reason to show prejudice against Mr.Orton, I will not grant your request to exclude Mr.Orton from your schedule."

"You know what? That's fine.", Danni said as she thought I can handle that big mutt on my own.

"Is that all?",Danni asked.

"Yes mam. That is all."

"Thank you."

Danni walked out the door...right into a huge chest.

"Oh. I'm so sorry.", Danni said grabbing on to the doorway to catch her balance.

"No problem. It's my fault. To big for my own good.", said a tall, muscular, intimidating guy.

"No. Really, I'm sorry."

"Fine. Your fault as long, as I'm on your good side.Your Heather's friend, aren't you?"

"Ya. How'd you know?

"Because your an attractive brunette, and your leaving her supervisor's office."

"Really? You guessed just by that?"

"No. I've seen your picture. Heather never stops talking about you."

"So. She's showing everyone my picture?"

"Why not? It's a pretty picture."

"What's your name?"

"I'm Dave, but everyone just calls me by my last name, Batista."

"I'll call you Dave."

"Where's Heather?"

"Probably running around like a chicken with its head cut off."

Heather came around the corner. She had the biggest smile on her face when Dave and Danni looked in her direction.

"I see you met Dave Mississippi.", Heather said hugging Dave politely.

"Your friend is nothing like you said she was Heather. Her voice doesn't sound like Elmo on crack. You know what else? She can't be that big of a ho. She hasn't asked me to sleep with her yet."

"HaHa. Very funny Dave. I'm glad you two are hitting it off so well." Heather said grabbing Danni and pulling her down the hallway.

"Sorry Dave. Can't talk. Got a busy day ahead.", Heather said turning back toward Dave.

"Bye Heather. Nice to meet you...uh? Mississippi?

Heather began to shove rules and regulations down Danni's throat, and didn't even stop to take breaths. She shoved her around the arena and introduced her to every wrestler who worked with Smackdown. Then on top of all that, pulled her right past catering when she knew how much Danni loves to eat. The day seemed like forever with introductions, and ,ofcourse, preparing for tonight's big show. She'd never been involved with anything like it before. She watched as a diva laced her boots, and hyped herself up for her match ahead. That diva was kind of bossy though. Always asking for water, or for Danni to tell her what time it was. There was no way in hell that women could retain all the water she was asking Danni for. She must have had a bladder like an iron vault. Danni couldn't remember her name, but she thought it might be Ashley.The superstars were overall pretty cool though. Most people weren't to demanding, and this one guy from Raw, John Cena, had even gave her a tip.

"Would you like anything sir?", Danni asked politely.

"Ya. Could you get me that gym bag?"

"Sure."

"Thanks."

"Hi. I'm Danni. I didn't get the chance to meet you earlier. Do you work for Smackdown?"

"No. Raw."

"Oh. What are you doing here?"

"You sure do ask a lot of questions?

"Sorry."

"No biggy baby girl. I'm here to see a friend we're supposed to chill after the show."

"Oh. That's nice. Is there anything else you'll need?"

"Ya. Promise me I'll see more of you.", John said handing her a ten dollar bill. Danni felt weird about that, but couldn't complain. Money was money.

"Can't promise that.", Danni said as she thought I should have been a jerk and taken his ego down a notch, but I'm not in the mood.

Once the show got started, things slowed down for Danni and Heather. They both fell back on a sofa, and began to watch the show. Danni had never watched wrestling, but it was kind of cool. She liked when they trash talked, or when somebody pulled hair. It would have been a perfect show, but that arrogant jerk, Randy Orton,showed his face. She screamed for joy as whoever the guy was scared his ass. He was practically crying.

"Wow. You really feel strongly toward this "hate Randy Orton thing". Don't you?", Heather said staring at Danni who looked ridiculous as she waved her arms and shook her hips back and forth in a victory dance. Her long wavy brown hair was flung in her face. It was worse than when Danni watched boxing, and Danni was "spirited" about boxing.

"Oh yeah. When your an asshole to me, you deserve to get your ass kicked."

"You should really put first impressions aside. After all, you are co-workers."

"Who are you my...mowthegrh?", Danni said yawning the word mother out.

"Tired?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'll check in with Jeanie, so we can go home and pack."

"Pack?"

"Ya silly. We're leaving for Tennesse tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"Please don't get mad."

"I'm not mad."

"What?"

"Nope. I just don't think I have anything to where."

"I love you Danni."

"What was that for?"

"It was for being so damn bi-polar."

"Thanks. I guess."

This is a long chapter. Mostly because I'm sick and had the time to update it. PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE REVIEW! Thanks Diva101 for your review. It wuz my first review ever, and I reaaaaally appreciate it!