Hello All! Sorry it's late. I've had it done for a couple of days but haven't had the time to post it. I'm working on chapter 5--hopefully I can get it up by the end of the week. I have three tests this week, so we'll see how it goes!
As always, a big thanks to Hello-mrs.-Rita and x3BiggestCodyRhodesFanEverx3 for reviewing.
And to you, CodyRhodesFan: I updated my profile. I even added some avis to my myspace, so now my guy friends are picking on me, haha. Turns out my suitemates and a couple of our friends are pretty in to wrestling. They don't watch it as much now, but they still talk about it. And one of them has met (and by that I mean gone to the airport when they leave for the next town to stalk them for pics, haha) a bunch of the guys. So I might just go with her one day. I wish they'd bring another show to LA--it's time for my first one!
Well, Randy is now a married man. Sorry ladies, haha. Oh, and for those of you wondering: Cody will come into the story in the next couple of chapters. Don't think I've forgotten about him. So without further ado--Enjoy and leave some love.
Brittany realized she must look like some crazed fan. She smiled, "I'm Brittany." John stuck his hand out, "Nice to meet you, Brittany." She was struggling to keep breathing now as she shook his hand. An awkward silence fell upon the couple. At the same moment, both decided to break it. "So…"
John and Brittany both started laughing. Brittany looked up at John smiling, which only made him like her more. She had deep blue eyes that had a sparkle to them, and she seemed to smile from ear to ear. John's words hitched in his throat as a slight grin appeared.
Brittany looked up at John and was mesmerized. He was staring back at her and appeared to be studying her, and she took the opportunity to do the same. Interestingly enough, he was only looking at her face—normally men's gazes roamed her body. He was grinning at her, and she noticed he had the cutest dimples. John was bigger in person (more so than she had imagined). His eyes looked as if they saw into the depths of her soul.
John was the first to speak, "You and your friends really know how to draw a crowd." Brittany laughed, "I'm sure you attract lots of fans when you go out too." The pair spent the next half hour laughing and talking, both feeling drawn to the other person.
Randy loved dancing with this girl; she had rhythm and knew just how to move to keep him interested. Ashley didn't want to stop dancing, but she needed something to drink. She pulled Randy down some (since he was a good bit taller than her) and told him she was headed to the bar. Randy nodded, took her hand, and led her away to where he and John had been earlier.
"What would you like to drink?" Ashley though for a moment and decided on a Smirnoff since she didn't feel like getting drunk (and risk not remembering this night). Randy got her drink and a beer for himself. Ashley couldn't believe she was drinking—and dancing—with the Legend Killer. "By the way I'm Randy," he said throwing her his signature smirk. Ashley, openly smiling now, replied, "Yeah, I know who you are. My friends and I watch RAW every week!" Ashley inwardly groaned—she sounded like an overly excited fan now. "Uh, I'm Ashley." Randy laughed, thinking she was adorable when she was nervous. "I'm kind of surprised you're talking to me. Most girls who aren't ring rats don't like me. I do go a little over the top for the show." Ashley always told the girls he was really a nice guy, that it was just a character. "Yeah, but you're an entertainer; people write you as the bad guy. I mean, everyone knows that you and John are best friends in real life." Randy smiled—he couldn't help it when he was talking to her. "Yeah, speak of the devil, he's at the end of the bar. Looks like he already met your friend." Ashley turned around and saw her best friend with the wrestler of her dreams. She was beginning to think this would be an interesting evening.