She walked towards the building that she would be working at for the next year, probably. Torrie had hopes and dreams; she would do anything to accomplish them, even if that meant working for John Cena. Deciding the lift was taking too long she opted on walking up the stairs. "That's a lot of walking" she said to herself as she looked at the flights of stairs. "Oh, well" she shrugged "It's a good work out, Wilson" she giggled as she walked up the first flight of stairs. Was she really talking to herself?
She finally reached the top floor almost out of breath. Whatever possessed her to walk up all those stairs she regretted now. Work out my ass, Wilson! You're just stupid. Interrupted by her own thoughts she overheard two women talking as she approached the "Cena" department.
"The things I would do to that John Cena" said the first lady. Torrie studied her appearance; there was no denying this girl was absolutely gorgeous and to top it all off she had the sexiest accent ever. I'm guessing she's French torrie thought continuing to listen in on the conversation.
"Girl, there's no denying he's hot! Plus, he's the biggest womanizer around; you'll get your chance with him. Oh, god... I just pictured him naked." She smirked. "Control yourself, fox... you're a bad, bad girl" she said out loud directing it towards herself.
Realizing it was completely rude of her to eavesdrop she decided to walk towards the double glass doors that these girls were standing in front of. Plus, a conversation about how "hot" Cena was, wasn't very appealing to her. Now they were staring at her and Torrie couldn't help but feel a little nervous, she smiled at them both.
"Hey, girl!" said the woman who referred to herself as a "bad, bad girl". "I'm Alicia Fox or Alicia Foxy as I like to call myself" she winked at torrie before laughing.
"And I'm Maryse Ouellet and well, they call me the sexiest of the sexy..." the second woman smirked "and, no. I'm not from France" she chuckled "I get asked that a lot. Je suis ici comme l'un des modèles que les Américains savent que je suis la chose la plus chaude au Canada... Québec, Canada qui est. Je suis une version canadienne-française de Tyra Banks pour être honnête..." now Torrie was lost, what the hell did she just say?
"English, please!" Alicia Fox rolled her eyes looking at Torrie. "She tends to do that a lot. One minute she's all speaking our language and the next she becomes little miss French thing" she said swinging her hip to her side as she placed her hand on it.
Torrie smiled as the French-Canadian chuckled. It was an evil sort of chuckle but yet she still looked so damn pretty doing it.
"excusez-moi" Maryse smirked "What I said was, I'm here as one of the models since the Americans know I'm the hottest thing in Canada... Québec, Canada that is. I'm a French-Canadian version of Tyra Banks to be honest."
"Girl, you just wasted 30 seconds of my life just so I could listen to that? You're so self-centred, Maryse... I love it" Alicia laughed with Maryse. Now focusing her attention on Torrie, Alicia gasped "Maryse, we're so damn rude! Go ahead sweetie, what's your name?"
"I'm Torrie Wilson" she smiled shaking both girls' hands.
"I'm guessing you're one of the models too, right? Maryse asked.
Oh, please. I only wish I was one of the damn models.
"Sadly, no. I'm John Cena's secretary, assistant, whatever" she smiled at the divas making it obvious she wasn't too thrilled with her job.
"Torrie, I envy you girlfriend!" Alicia said flipping her hair back. "I would do anything to be Mr Cena's personal assistant. That boy is one fine piece of ass. I wouldn't mind him sprinkling some of his white chocolate on my chocolate mousse if you know what I'm sayin`" she winked as she touched her upper body.
The thought of John sprinkling his white chocolate over Alicia's chocolate mousse somewhat sickened Torrie. However, the high pitch giggle that Maryse let out made Torrie aware that she was amused by this.
"I have to ask... Have you ever seen him working out, naked?" A grin formed on the foxy model's face.
"Alicia!" Maryse screeched. God, she was getting annoying. "Oh mon dieu, so inappropriate!"
"What? Please, girl... that boy didn't get that fine sitting around eating chicken mcnuggets all day, okay"
Before Torrie could answer the double doors were open by none other than the man who was a popular topic today; John Cena.
"Torrie Wilson, I have to ask why the hell you're standing here with..." he focused his attention on Maryse and Alicia who were doing everything in their power to act cute "with these 2 beautiful women when you have work to be doing?"
"I...I..." Torrie stuttered
"I...I..." John mocked Torrie "Get in there and do some damn work". Deciding that she was embarrassed enough she walked passed him avoiding continuing the argument. She was so mad but for once, during her time working with John, she wasn't mad at him. She was mad at herself. He had every right to be pissed off, after all this was a working environment and Torrie had known better to not stand around talking to Miss foxy and Miss sexiest of the sexy. She sat at her desk and looked at all the errands she'd be doing today. She sighed. All she wanted to do was be one of the top glamour models in the world and she didn't know how running errands would get her there. "You gotta do what you gotta do" she sighed as she stood up at her desk.
"Talking to yourself?" John walked by her giving her a little pat on her ass as he did so.
"Could you not do that?" Torrie sighed in frustration as he walked into his office.
"Do what?"
She followed him into his office and stood before him as he sat at his desk. Damn, he thought. Can this girl get anymore gorgeous? She stood in front of him with the shortest black skirt possible showing off those beautiful legs of hers. On top of that her blouse complimented all the right areas revealing the top of her breasts just a little. He suddenly felt his pants get tight but he wasn't going to compliment her, no, no, no... He was going to do the exact opposite. He loved pushing her buttons.
"Are you even listening to me" she said as she crossed her arms looking at him.
"Huh?" he was snapped out of his thoughts. She was so cute when she was mad and John couldn't help but smirk a little. "Whadda` you want, Wilson? I'm busy. I don't have time to listen to you ramble incoherently all day. I did that in high school. You sure did talk a lot and still do... that's one of your many flaws, work on it" He winked at her and looked down at his papers. Knowing her as well as he did he knew this conversation was far from over and he couldn't wait to hear her response.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" there it was. He looked up at her and chuckled slightly. "What I came to say was don't ever touch my ass ever again! Also, don't act like you know my flaws and all... I hated you in high school and I hate you now"
"Ouch" he laughed as he put his hand on his heart "that really hurt, Tor"
"Oh, please" she scoffed rolling her eyes.
Before the conversation could continue Melina Perez walked in "John, I have a Alicia fox and a..." she struggled reading the second name "a...Mary, uh, Mar-yese" Melina looked at John with confusion.
"It's Maryse Ouellet" Torrie corrected her looking at John "Those two girls, who were outside with me, remember the blonde one?" John nodded "It's her".
"Ah" John smirked rubbing his hands together "The two beautiful women, let them in Mel" Melina nodded walking out of his office leaving Torrie still standing there crossing her arms still staring at John.
"C'mon, Tor... Just because I'm going to be in my office with two incredibly beautiful girls for the next 2-4 hours doesn't mean I'm forgetting about you, baby girl. You'll always be the most beautiful woman in my eyes" he teased.
She didn't have time for this and instead of standing around listening to him do nothing but tease her, mock her, hell... even insult her was a waste of her time. She smiled faintly and Maryse and Alicia who had walked passed her and heading into John's office. She sat at her desk and typed up all the notes John had left her, little did she know while his meeting was taking place, he was looking at her the whole time.
sorry that this is such a short chapter, the next one will be longer, i promise. let me know what you guys think :)