Here's the next chapter. I hope you like it, but it's fine if you don't. I don't know exactly how long I'm going to make this, so suggetions would be nice. Uh, I still don't own anything that has to do with the WWE.

I think soon I might make an awkward scene between Scar and Jeff..let me know what you would like me to do with that.

Like should I make it on the plane, or in the hotel, at a club? Any ideas are appreciated.


Scarlett smiled at her reflection as she brushed her hair. She had taken her time in the shower, and was happy to find that Naida had packed her something light, since it was sunny outside today. Stepping back, she looked herself up and down liking the way the long skirt danced around her. It was jean from her waist to about the middle of her thigh, then it was like a silk material down to her calf. Her shirt was of the same material as the bottom part of the skirt, and it matched it beautifully. The light shade of yellow made her skin glow.

Pushing everything into the bag she placed on the toilet seat, she zipped it up and hauled it over her shoulder. She flicked the switch when she walked out of the bathroom. Descending the stairs, she heard Naida's voice. Scar dropped the bag on the couch and made her way over to the kitchen. There Naida sat laughing at something Matt was saying, something Scarlett had missed. There was no way she would've found humour in something that had made her best friend laugh so hard, they had completely different sense of humours when it came to people.

"There she is," Shannon said being the first one to notice she was there. It made Matt and Naida look at her.

"Great. I thought I was gonna have to go up there and bang on the door," Naida exclaimed, brushing her hair out of her face.

Scarlett smirked as she leaned against the doorway. "What, so you could drive me crazy with your consistant banging? You do know how much I hate it when you bang."

"Yes well you shouldn't take so long to get out the shower then love."

There was a comfortable silence in the room as the four of them escaped into their own minds. It didn't last long, however, due to the fact that Jeff walked in through the door calling for his brother. "What the hell do you want now Jeffrey?" he asked turning his head to look at him.

"Matt, we've gotta get ready. We've got two hours before we have to be at the airport." He walked in the kitchen, barely acknowledging the fact that Scarlett stood in his way.

"You could have asked me to move instead of barging your way past me, don't you think?" The sound of her voice made Jeff turn around to stare at her. She stood there, a few feet away, with her arms crossed over her chest and her eyes on him. He shrugged, which seemed to be his response to everything she said, because she was someone he knew could come up with something to say to it anyway.

"You are the most irritating person in the world. I honestly can not fathom what your brother does to stay at least somewhat sane around you." Looking past him to Matt she said, "I say somewhat because since you are in fact related to him, you are bound to share at least some of the wacky genes he definitely shows he has."

"Hey, it's perfectily fine. Sometimes I don't even know how I do it." Matt smirked when his brother turned to set his gaze on him.

"You're the best brother ever Matt. You're supposed to side with me on things like this." Jeff huffed this comment to his brother, letting a hint of sarcasm find it's way into it. Matt just laughed. It was easy for the two of them to joke about being related, because they knew they would never change the fact that they were brothers.


Scarlett watched the exchange of words between the two. She could tell how close the two really were by the way they spoke to each other. It was a while before Naida and her were shooed out of the house to get themselves packed before they would all get a taxi to the airport. On the way back to their house, Naida tried to engage Scar in a few different conversations, but gave up after each one was averted. She resorted to listening to the radio quietly, unaware that the person next to her was drowning in a sea of thoughts.

So, the younger brother likes games does he?, Scarlett asked herself as she stared at the town outside of her window. Everyone seemed to be at least showing that they were happy, even if they weren't. It made her think about last night. She didn't think she was actually having fun, she thought that it was the alcohol that was making her act that way. But thinking about it a bit more had her thinking. There was a chance that she could have really been having fun. Shivering at the idea, Scar barely heard when Naida told her they had arrived at their house.

"Hello, earth to Scarlett," Naida exclaimed waving her hand in front of her friend's face. When Scar finally looked at her she smiled. "I thought I was going to have to hit you. You reallt gotta stop dazing off on me. You do it way too often."

Scar got out of the car, mumbling an apology as well as a snide remark. Naida hadn't heard it though, because she was a few yards ahead of her, getting to the house first and opening the door. Once inside, Scar made a dash for her bedroom. She had to pack her stuff and be ready to go before Naida. If she wasn't she wouldn't hear the end of it, plus Naida would bug her the whole time she was getting ready, delaying her from finishing, something she did often.


Jeff sighed as he stared down at his bag. He had a lot of street clothes, but on top were his ring clothes. And on top of that he had his sketch pads. They were going to be in Ohio anyway, might as well get something to do when he got bored, which was often. He had been finished packing over thirty minutes ago, but he hadn't wanted to leave the room until Naida had come back with Scarlett. Speaking of Scarlett, Jeff couldn't help but laugh every time someone brought her up. The woman's a joke. Nobody is that stuck up on not having a good time. Even as he thought it though, he knew he had to be wrong. One because she wasn't like any ordinary woman, and two, the only way she had started to lighten up was when she had a few drinks in her.

"She acts like she has a stick up her ass. Some time on the road with us should do her good," he said to himself as he heard Matt call up the stairs for him. Hauling the bag over his shoulder, he looked at his room one last time before shutting the door.


Shannon looked for his girlfriend as he sat with his best friends. She was supposed to be there with Amy. Since they had to take two taxis, the girls had suggested the guys go on their own. Shannon had been upset about not getting to talk to Naida on the way to the airport, but was happy that they had seats together. Matt and Amy had booked their seat together, so they were also happy, and not that concerned about seeing each other as much before the flight. Sliently he hoped Jeff ended up sitting next to Scarlett. The two seemed to get on each other's nerves, but Naida had assured him that Scar was that way to everyone who got on her nerves.

Spotting her he got up and walked the few feet. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in for a kiss. Scarlett sighed inwardly, again envying her best friend's perfect relationship. Her eyes swooped over to Matt and Amy, who seemed to be doing the same thing. Rolling her eyes she found Jeff. He sat there reading a book. She strained to see the title, and was relieved to see that it was an actual book with real words. It wasn't that she thought he couldn't read, she just didn't think he bothered reading much, what with his career.

She walked over and sat down in the chair beside him. Leaning in a bit she whispered, "Is it any good?"

Jeff's head snapped his head up so quick she thought he was going to break it. He glanced at her and stuck his nose back in the book. "Yeah, actually it is. I started it yesterday. After almost passing out on the couch in the living room, I picked this up, trying to keep myself awake. I got into it after like the tenth page."

Scarlett glanced at the page he was on. I've read it before. She remembered reading something like that, and one glance at the page he was on confirmed it. She wouldn't tell him though, didn't want him to know she knew what happened. It was about twenty minutes before the call for their flight was called.


Well...here's the next chapter. I hope you like it and don't chide me for it.

I'm kind of getting into the whole idea of getting putting it on here and not neccesarily caring whether or not people like it. But review fi you like...if not...whatever.