A/N- As I will be using both Ted DiBiase's in this chapter I have to explain how to differ the two. Ted Sr. will be called Ted Sr. and Ted Jr will be called Teddy (because it's cute... just like him haha)
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN RANDAL KEITH ORTON (no matter how badly I want to), ANY OTHER WORLD WRESTLING ENTERTAINMENT EMPLOYEE, OR ANYONE ELSE YOU MAY RECOGNIZE. I OWN MY OC ONLY!
-2001-
-Ohio Valley Wrestling-
"DREAM!" Sam McMahon threw her arms around "The American Dream" Dusty Rhodes.
"Hey Darlin" Dusty smiled at the 20 year old heiress.
Sam pulled away from him and smiled wide.
"You're even prettier than I remember" Dusty smiled.
Sam laughed, blushing slightly.
She went to respond to Dusty when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder and she spun around.
"THEODORE MARVIN DIBIASE JR.!" Sam screamed as she nearly tackled the 18 year old son of "The Million Dollar Man" Ted DiBiase.
"Hey there Sammy" Teddy laughed.
"Oh Teddy Bear I've missed you so much!" Sam smiled and ruffled his hair.
Ted swatted her hands away and fixed his hair, laughing.
"I missed you too, but sheesh, watch the hair!"
Sam giggled as Ted Sr. walked up to her and pulled her into a tight hug.
"Hello Miss. McMahon" Ted Sr. chuckled.
"Hello Mr. DiBiase" Sam giggled.
"Theodore, I think we should introduce some of the boys to Sam" Ted Sr. smiled at his young son and Sam.
"Definitely Pops. We should introduce her to Cena!" Teddy laughed and grabbed Sam's hand, pulling her towards the locker room.
Sam walked in with Teddy and she stopped in her tracks. There were some hotties in this locker room.
"Hey Cena! Come over here!" Teddy yelled over at a very muscular, noticeably bleached blonde.
He turned around and walked over to them.
"What's up Little DiBiase?" the man asked, chuckling.
"Well, John I wanted you to meet my friend... This is Sam McMahon." Teddy smiled pointing at Sam.
Sam smiled and held her hand out for John to shake.
"It's nice to meet you..." Sam started.
"John, John Cena"
"It's nice to meet you John Cena" Sam laughed.
"It's a pleasure to meet you as well Sam McMahon" John laughed.
Sam noticed his dimples and she giggled again.
"I love your dimples"
John turned bright red.
"Thanks" He mumbled.
That's when another guy caught her eye. He looked so familiar. She couldn't put her finger on it. The more she looked at him, the more familiar he seemed.
"Sam, come on, let's go grab some grub" Teddy laughed at the far away look on Sam's face.
Sam turned to look at Teddy before nodding and following him and John out the door.
She wanted to know why that guy looked so familiar.
"And then I said 'You say tomato, I say tomahtoe' hahaha" John and Teddy where cracking up.
"Samantha, why aren't you laughing?" Teddy asked, still laughing.
"Sorry Theodore." Sam laughed, sticking her tongue out at him.
Then he walked in... The mystery man.
He looked over at the table they where sitting at, smiled and walked over.
He sat down in front of Sam, smiling.
"Hey guys" He smiled.
"Hey Randy" Teddy smiled back.
"Hey Orton" John said, high fiving him.
"Oh. My. God." Sam thought. "... You've got to be kidding me."
Sam's gut reaction was to get as far away from the table and from Randy as she could. She couldn't deal with this right now. It was too hard. Her, well, her first love was sitting right in front of her after 2 years of absolutely no contact.
"Who's your friend?" Randy asked Teddy and John.
"Oh... you haven't met?" Teddy was surprised.
Sam couldn't believe he didn't recognize her... well to be fair, she didn't recognize him until John had said his last name.
Randy shook his head.
Sam couldn't find the words in her head.
"Oh in that case... Randy, this is Sam, Sam McMahon"
Randy's jaw dropped.
"Oh my... Sam? No way... I-I thought you where in college! What are you doing down here?" Randy stuttered.
"Uhm... I graduated a year early... and my Dad sent me down here for a little while... why aren't you in the Marines anymore?" Sam finally spoke; her voice was a bit shaky.
"Oh... uhm... Dishonorable Discharge. I went AWOL twice and I disobeyed a commanding officer." Randy looked a bit ashamed.
"Whoa... did you go to Military jail?" Sam said, half joking.
"Yeah"
"Oh"
Teddy looked between the two, sensing the tension between them.
"Soooo... Sam, are you ready to go back to my Dad's apartment?" Teddy asked the clearly uncomfortable blonde.
It was the summer of 2001. Sam was staying with the DiBiase boys until Teddy went off to college and she went to start her job with the WWF at the end of the summer.
"Uhm, yeah... I gotta call Jeff anyway." Sam smiled.
"Jeff? Who's Jeff?" John, who had been quiet for awhile, asked.
"Her lover" Teddy teased.
"Shut up Theodore... Jeff is Jeff Hardy and... He's my boyfriend" Sam blushed.
"Aw. How long have you two been together?" John asked, acting like an excited girl.
"Two years" Sam was cracking up.
Randy's face fell. Two years. Two years ago Randy ran away from having a relationship with her. Two years ago was the last time Randy had talked to her. Two years ago Randy had broken Sam's heart and he didn't even know it. Randy had driven her right into the arms of the one guy he didn't want her with.
Randy was brought back to reality by the sound of John continuing to pick on Sam.
"Well that is just too cute" John laughed, pinching Sam's cheeks
"Shut up Cena" Sam giggled.
"I think you and I are gonna be great friends!" John smiled at the blonde.
"Hmm, Probably not" Sam winked at him before taking Teddy's hand and began walking away.
Randy saw this and ran after her.
"SAM!" He yelled as he ran.
Sam stopped and turned, looking at him with a look of pure confusion.
"Yeah?" She asked as Randy caught up to her.
"Have lunch with me tomorrow" Randy said, out of breath.
"Um, uh... sure, yeah, um, okay... lunch sounds good" Sam smiled lightly.
"Great, awesome, alright... uhm... I'll meet you here around noon tomorrow?" Randy's grin was completely dazzling.
"Sure" Sam continued to lightly smile at her, well, she wasn't really sure what Randy was to her anymore.
"Great, I'll see you tomorrow then." Randy smiled before turning and running back down the hall.
Sam had to admit, she had defiantly missed Randy.
They hadn't spoken to or seen each other since the night after Sam's senior prom. Sam told her dad she wanted Randy to leave, and Vince had his jet fly Randy back to St. Louis. Sam thought that she would never see Randy again, that she would go on to college, work for her father, marry a wrestler, have two kids, and live happily ever after whereas Randy would be a Marine, do all the things that Marines do, and she would just forget all about him. That obviously didn't happen...
Randal Keith Orton had just walked right back into her life.
-Lunch-
Randy was waiting at the OVW Arena, just like he promised, when Sam finally arrived. She was wearing a little black dress that showed of her long legs and a pair of red pumps. She looked gorgeous and all the feelings that Randy once had for Sam, the ones that he had tried to forget about, came rushing back.
Sam saw Randy and smiled. He looked amazing even when he was just wearing jeans and a simple t-shirt.
"Hey, wow, you look great" Randy smiled as Sam approached him.
"Oh, thanks. Teddy's eyes practically fell out of his skull when he saw me... I need to remember that he's only 18 and well, he's not used to girls" Sam laughed softly.
Randy laughed and held his arm out for Sam to take.
"Where are you taking me, by the way?" Sam smiled as she hooked her arm with Randys.
"Well, I don't have a lot of money, so I figured the most I could afford was Friendly's" Randy said, almost embarrassed.
"That sounds awesome right about now... I haven't eaten at Friendly's since... well your 16th birthday" Sam laughed.
Randy smiled as the memory came back to him.
"That was great birthday" He smiled.
Sam, Shane, Stephanie, and Linda all flew to St. Louis to be there for Randy's Sweet 16. While the McMahon's where in St. Louis, Randy's feelings for his best friend all surfaced.
Randy sighed to himself; he had been in love with Sam McMahon since he was 16 years old.
"So, you wanna drive my car? It's practically brand new" Sam asked holding her keys up.
"Well, that depends, what kind of car is it?" Randy smiled.
"Porsche" Sam smirked.
Randy's jaw dropped.
"You're lying..." He was completely dumbstruck.
"Oh really?" Sam had a smirk on her face that rivaled that sexy smirk of Randys.
Sam ran ahead of him, Randy was momentarily surprised that she could run in those shoes.
Randy ran after her, and once he turned the corner, his jaw hit the ground.
Sam was standing in front of a gorgeous candy red Porsche.
"My 20th birthday present from Daddy" Sam smirked.
"Holy shit... it's beautiful!" Randy couldn't believe his eyes. He walked around the car, just looking at it.
"So, do you wanna drive or not?" Sam smiled.
"Hell yeah"
Being around Randy was awkward to say the least. Sam couldn't think of anything to say to him. She couldn't say that she missed him, because that would just make it even more awkward... If that was even possible.
"So, tell me what's been going on since we last saw each other" Randy said, as he took a sip of his soda.
"Umm... well, I actually did follow in Steph's footsteps and went to Boston University for 2 years and I earned all my credits by working for my dad, I was in 3 year program, so I graduated a year early. So now, Daddy is bringing me in as the newest WWF Diva... Sam McMahon." Sam smiled lightly as she grabbed one of her fries.
"What'd you major in?"
"Communications"
"Awesome"
"Yep... so what happened with you and the Marines?" Sam inquired.
"I just decided I didn't want to do it anymore. I mean, it just wasn't for me. I left for 89 days, and once I went back, one of the Sergeants decided that I deserved a second chance... then I got into some more trouble before they decided that I would be tried in military court and they sentenced me to a month and a half in military jail..." Randy sighed.
"Ouch..." Sam frowned.
"Yeah, looks like at least one of us turned out alright huh?" Randy chuckled lightly, looking her dead in the eye.
"Well, I mean, you're wrestling now, wasn't that a dream of yours?"
Randy nodded. He had wanted to follow in his father's footsteps since he was five years old. He had dreamed of wrestling in the main event at Wrestlemania, while his father watched him from the crowd. He wanted to make his father proud.
"So..." Randy sighed.
"Alright, we need to talk about what happened between us" Sam blurted out. She had been trying to avoid it, but it was just eating at her.
"I know... Sam... I'm sorry about what I did that night... I shouldn't have walked away from you. I mean... I was going away to the Marines and you where going off to college and... I didn't want us to drift apart... But, I guess, by walking away from starting something with you, I ruined our friendship anyway." Randy looked like he was going to cry, and that was something that Sam wouldn't be able to handle.
"Randy... I understand where you're coming from, but when you said that we couldn't be... that we couldn't be together... you broke my heart. I was in love with you, and it took giving you my innocence to make me realize that." Sam explained. Her heart felt like it was re-breaking.
"Was?"
"Yeah, was." She said, looking away from him.
"You where a virgin? That night, I took your... why didn't you tell me?" Randy's voice was barely a whisper.
Sam couldn't look at him. She hadn't meant to bring that one little fact up.
"Yeah I was... I was afraid that if I told you, you wouldn't want me anymore... you know, the pure, little rich girl" Sam sighed, she still couldn't look at Randy.
"Sam, I would've wanted you if you weren't all those things. I lo-" Randy was cut off by the sound of Sam's cell phone going off.
Sam fished it out of her bag; she looked at the screen and sighed,
"It's my dad. I have to take it."
Randy just nodded as Sam stood up.
As he watched her walk out of the restaurant, he finished telling her what he had been trying to before the interruption of her cell phone,
"I love you"
YES! I finished it :)
I have so many ideas for this story!!!
I think I'm doing one more chapter for my Jericho story and then I'm gonna put it on hiatus. I want to focus more on this story. My Randy muse is driving me crazy, whereas my Jericho muse is on vacation.
My BFF and I are working on an anti-PG WWE campaign. We kinda hate WWE going PG so we're taking a stand hahaha, so I was a bit distracted.
Ha. This chapter was 8 pages long on Microsoft Word...
Ok so...
-Next Chapter: I have no idea yet... just kidding; Sam gets a surprise visit and well... drama ensues.-