CHAPTER 3: WILD TIME AT WILD WINGS
I spend the rest of Thursday and Wednesday day touring the sights that Saint Louis has to offer. Their zoo is amazing except for the fact that they don't have a panda bear, my favorite animal. They have a very nice art museum and a place called The City Museum which isn't a museum at all but more of a giant play place.
Anyways, I spent my days out having fun but right now I'm driving up to Buffalo Wild Wings. I get there and I smile, it's definitely a sports bar and grill. Right when I walk in, I see Dave sitting by a few male friends. Michelle is nowhere in sight, which is fine by me. As soon as he sees me, Dave signals me over. "Guys this is Amy, she's new on Smackdown. Amy this is Dolph Ziggler," a man with very blonde hair that almost looks white and two pool blue eyes waves at me, "and Matt Hardy," a man with shoulder length black hair and brown eyes nods, "and Rey Mysterio." I instantly notice that just like on television, he's wearing his mask. I find this a little odd.
"Hey," I smile and nod at them.
Rey looks at Dave, "She isn't a quiet one is she? The last time you brought a girl around that was quiet; she ended up turning into a bitch."
"Don't blame that on me!" Dave laughs. "I thought inviting Vickie out would be good for her since Eddie died. How the hell was I supposed to know that she would end up as the meanest general manager in WWE history?"
I smile, "So where's Michelle?"
Dave laughs and shrugs, "I don't know."
"You said that she'd be here," as I say that, Dave smiles.
"I have to be admit that I wasn't exactly truthful about that. I thought that if it was just me and some other guys, you wouldn't want to be here. So I used Michelle as a lie to get you here," Dave admits.
"You didn't have to do that. Now are we going to be boring or are we gonna have a good time?" I ask.
Dolph smiles and looks at Dave, "I like her."
I laugh as the waitress walks up to the table to get what we want to drink. Dave orders a Budweiser, Dolph orders a Miller Light, Matt orders a Corona, and Rey orders a pina colada. I feel out of place. I'm not 21 yet so I can't get alcohol. I order an ice tea and they all look at me like I'm weird. "What's the problem?" I ask.
"We're not gonna take advantage of you if you get drunk," Matt smirks. "You can order something alcoholic."
"I'm not old enough or I would. It's not like I don't trust you." I reply smiling. Dolph looks at me, surprised.
"How old are you?" he asks.
"19." I nod. Their eyes all widen and they look at me with disbelief. "What? You guys thought that I was a lot older?"
"Well, actually, yeah." Matt says. "We thought you were at least 20." The waitress comes back with our drinks and hands me not only a glass of ice tea but a peach flavored margarita.
"I didn't order this." I nod.
"You didn't but the man at table 24 did and told me to give it to you." She points to a table at the back. Sitting there, beer bottle raised in cheer fashion, is Drew McIntyre. The waitress walks away and I look away from Drew.
"You're McIntyre's new flame?" Rey asks confused.
"Not exactly. He…he likes me but I've heard too many rumors to actually like him back." I nod, "I'm a little worried about him though."
"So you're playing hard to get?" Dolph asks.
"No, I'm playing I don't want him at all. He scares me," I reply to the table. I suddenly feel like I don't fit in with these guys. I mean, I just admitted that I'm frightened. Back at the academy, admitting you were scared of something meant admitting that you were weak. I hadn't been able to admit that I was afraid of something in a while.
"Don't feel bad or threatened. As long as we're around he won't hurt you." Dave nods putting a hand on my shoulder.
I nod, "Right. So are we going to have a good time or what? I need me some hot wings."
The others laugh as we wait for the waitress to come back over so we can order. Rey and Dave are playing some trivia game on the television screen under the name DavM. I guess putting their name as MysD would be a bit to feminine. They are doing pretty good until another player shows up on the board: Laddy. He starts decimating Rey and Dave. After the first game is over I look around to see who that could have been. Just like I guessed, Drew holds up the game controller. That's it, I have a waitress hand me a controller and I enter my name as AmyR. The next round begins and we start the game. It's all easy stuff: basic pointless trivia. Nothing for someone who medaled in Quiz Bowl as second place in the state. Surprisingly, though, he's keeping up with me. When our waitress gets here, I'm tied for first against Drew. I order a plate of hot wings with three different sauces on them: chicken teriyaki, blazin', and mild. The margarita that Drew ordered me is gone and it was pretty damn tasty. Dave smiles and orders me another one.
I go back to the game and start playing again. I've gotten a few wrong and luckily so has Drew. We're neck for neck winning. I'm sort of enamored with his talent. He's smart. The game soon ends and I win it by only ten points. Not to bad. Our food gets here and we start to eat. "So Amy, where are you from?" Dolph asks around a mouthful of chicken wings.
"Carson City, Nevada. You?"
"Hollywood, California," he nods. "Who taught you to wrestle? I was taught by Doctor Death Steve Williams."
"Stevie Richards," I nod.
Matt looks at me, "You were taught by Steven Richards the…"
I interrupt, "Yeah the guy who betrayed countless WWE superstars, Vince McMahon, and the WWE itself by joining ECW."
"That's not what I was going to say," Matt smiles, "I was going to say the greatest hardcore champion that ever lived."
I smile, for once someone doesn't think of my stepdad as a horrible person. "So, you liked him?" I ask.
Matt angrily nods, "What I wouldn't give to have been able to learn from him! I mean, he's a living legend, one of the greats!"
I look at the rest of the group, "What do you all think of him?"
"I have never even heard of the guy let alone meet him so I can't form any opinions," Dolph nods.
"I met him once so I didn't really know him. He seemed like a pretty good guy though," Dave smiles.
I look at Rey. He's been with the company for fifteen years so he's bound to have met my stepdad. "Richards was one of my closest friends. I've not only tag teamed with him on many occasions but also fought against him. I respect him and his talent, always have and always will."
I let out a mental sigh of relief. These guys, with the exception of Dolph who never met him, like my stepdad. Most of the people who talk about him always talk about the negative. John Morrison and The Miz, two men I can't stand mind you, single my father out on their talk show The Dirt Sheet constantly. "Thanks."
"No prob," Dave smiles as he finishes his beer. "Want another drink?"
I eagerly nod, "These are really good."
Dolph and Matt exchange glances and burst into laughter. Rey soon joins in their laughing and so do I. I just have no idea why I'm laughing. When the waitress comes back with the drinks, I'm pretty sure I shouldn't have another one. I get my check, which isn't much, and yawn. "Want me to pay for you?" Dave asks.
I shake my head, "Nope. Though, do you want me to pay for all these yummy drinks?"
Dave shakes his head, "Nah. Lets go pay."
I stand up but I can't walk. Well, it's not that I can't walk it's that when I do, I stumble over my own two feet. Rey laughs and helps me steady myself. "Let's go pay that bill."
I nod, head spinning. We get up to the front and pay before I get my car keys out. "I got drive to the hotel." I slur.
"Oh no you don't. I'll drive you up to your hotel," Dave reprimands.
"Didn't' you drive here?"
"There was no point. Rey's staying at the same hotel that I am so we just travel together." Dave says as he walks me to my car. He helps me into my cars passenger sear and then gets in the drivers seat. "Put your seat belt on."
I sigh and do as he says. He drives slowly to the hotel and when we get there he helps me up to my room. "Here we are. I'll call you in the morning to make sure your ready for work. Can I get your number?"
I hand him my cell phone, "You gotta go to the menu and then to Settings and Tools and then to Phone Info and then to My Number." I crawl into my bed and cover up. I hear him lay my phone on the bed side and I yawn, "Nighty night."
"Goodnight," he smiles. I hear the door close and I fall into such a deep sleep that I don't remember dreaming. And with all that happened tonight it's a good thing. Let's just hope to god that I don't happen to have a hangover the morning that I happen to have to train for my first match that takes place later that night.
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