FFW TO LIVE EVENT
I jogged down the hallway's to the backstage door way, my pink and purple Nike Air Mogan iD shoes squeaking when coming in contact with the floor. I smiled at the security guards as I stepped outside. I was met with screams of joy from the fans that surrounded the gated area, I smiled and stepped down to the gate – signing autographs and taking pictures for fans while I waited for Mrs. M and the girls. I spotted them trying to push to the front,
"Can everyone make a path please!" I shouted, as people began to split, "Thank you!" I shouted, smiling at Chey and Carla, "Hey!" I said, opening the gate for them, "You excited?" I asked, before closing the gate and waving at the fans before leading them in through the back door,
"Yeah!" they said in unison as Mrs. M giggled,
"Well, c'mon... there are a few people I want you to meet" I smiled, as we continued down the hallway...
FFW TO LOCKER ROOM
"Now this is the Sydney I remember" Mrs. M stated, looking me over, "I see you have your lip ring and what not in" she winked,
"Whaaaaat?" I laughed, "It's me, I can be me here" I finished, putting my arms up – to show where I was on about, "They don't judge me here like they do outside those doors"
"Yeah... we miss this Sydney" Carla stated, as I smiled down at her, "And I prefer you in jeans than a dress, you look more relaxed"
"That's coz I am" I replied, looking down at my clothes. I was wearing my light wash ripped detail slouch jeans and my cream 78 print shirt, "This is me. It always will be"
"And we wouldn't want you any other way" Mrs. M said, as we reached the locker room door,
"Knock knock knock!" I shouted, knocking on the door,
"Yello!" Cena shouted, as I opened the door and Carla's eyes widened,
"John Cena!" she squealed,
"That's me" he chuckled, as we stepped into the room, "Yo Sydney! Not seen you in a while... how you been?"
"John, you saw me this morning" I laughed as he shrugged,
"So?" he replied, as Cheyenne giggled, "And who are these little cuties?" he asked, smiling at Carla and Cheyenne,
"This is Cheyenne..." I said, as Cheyenne waved, "and this is Carla" I finished, as Carla waved and grinned like a Cheshire cat, "These are my favourite girls in the world. And my sisters from the children's home" I smiled, as John aww'ed,
"THEY'RE SO CUTE!" Ashley said, exiting the bathroom, "John look at them!"
"Yeah, I know Ash" he said, as Ash threw her stuff down by their bags, "So what can we do for them?" John asked, as Carla held her book up,
"Carla's shy" I said, as she gave me evils,
"No I'm not!" she replied,
"She speaks!" I winked, as Cheyenne and Carla chuckled, "Go on; tell John what you want"
"Can I have you autograph?" Carla and Cheyenne asked in unison. Resulting in them giggling and making John smile up at me,
"Sure..." John said, as he signed their t-shirts and books, "Picture?"
"Please!" Cheyenne said; excitement in her voice. I smiled down at them, they were gunna have such an awesome night. I watched as John took pictures with them, before Ashley followed suit...
FFW AN HOUR
"The show will be starting in a minute; do you wanna go grab your seats?" I asked, as Cheyenne and Carla nodded. Mrs. M smiled at me as I showed them the way to their seats. So far they'd had an awesome time. They'd met John and Ashley, Miz and Morrison, Jeff and Matt Hardy, all of the Diva's on RAW (bar Maryse... I wouldn't allow them near her. Her comments would hurt them.), Nexus, The Corre as well as the likes of Ted DiBiase and Cody Rhodes among many others. Their camera's were probably full and their shirts were covered in autographs. "Oh, and before you go..." I said, as we stood by the door that would allow them into the arena seating, "here..." I continued, passing Carla a Hardy's drawstring bag and Cheyenne a John Cena one. They took them and opened them, they're eyes growing wide, "I stuffed as much merchandise as I could inside them"
"Oh my god! Thank you Sydney!" they both said in unison, attacking me with hugs,
"Only for my sisters!" I said, hugging them tightly, "Piece of advice, take them off and put another t-shirt on... otherwise the other fans will maul you for those shirts" I said, pointing at their t-shirts,
"Ok" they said, Carla pulling out a Randy Orton t-shirt as Cheyenne pulled a John Cena one. I watched as they pulled their other t-shirts off and the newer ones over their heads,
"Well, are we peado-ing Sydney?" Maryse's voice hissed. I spun around and came face to face with the whore,
"You wanna back the fuck off or you'll find yourself on the floor" I hissed back, as we went nose to nose,
"I don't think I've had the pleasure of meeting these young fans. I heard they've met everyone else though" Maryse chuckled, raising an eyebrow at me, "Why couldn't I meet them?"
"You know EXACTLY why!" I shouted, "NOW BACK OFF!" I hissed, "One wrong word comes from your mouth, I will beat the living shit outta you!"
"Sydney..." Mrs. M said, my head turning to her looking shocked and Carla and Chey looking freaked, "Is there a problem?"
"No. No problem... Maryse was just leaving" I said, smirking at her as she scoffed,
"My right to stand here as much as it is yours" she spat, "So who are these... kids?"
"I'm Carla and she's Cheyenne" Carla said, I sighed as Maryse scoffed,
"Are these the little brats that come from your home?" Maryse asked, in a sarcastic tone, "Didn't think homeless people could afford WWE tickets"
"Now wait just one minute!" Mrs. M said, stepping forward,
"Mrs. M" I said, holding my hand up, "I got this..." I replied, turning to Maryse, "Now you can say whatever the FUCK YOU WANT ABOUT ME! But you say one thing about these two! You cross the fucking line, whore!" I shouted, causing people to look, "AND LOOK, YOU CROSSED THE LINE! FUCKER!" I screamed, slapping her face, "You wanna say shit, say shit to me and only me. Don't ever bring those girls into it!" I hissed, as Ashley ran over from the equipment box. Maryse stood up and shoved me, "OH NO YOU DIDN'T!" I shouted, as Ashley held me back,
"Sydney! Control your anger!" Ashley said, "What the fuck happened?"
"She said shit about Carla and Chey... AGAIN!" I hissed, giving Maryse evils as she smirked from behind Ash,
"She did what? Like right here, in front of them?" Ashley asked, loosening her grip on me,
"Yeah!" I spat, "Now she thinks she can get away with it! THOUGHT WRONG BITCH!" I shouted, jumping at her and punching her as she covered up. It was de-ja vu from 5 years ago.
"GET OFF OF ME!" she shouted from underneath me as Ashley tried to pull me off of her,
"Get Randy!" Ashley shouted to one of the stage hands as Maryse pushed me off of her. I stood up and grabbed the back of her head as she tried to walk away. I turned her and shoved her. She stumbled back and shoved me back,
"You wanna fucking go?" I hissed going nose to nose with her as she smirked and slapped me, "I take that as a yes" I spat, kneeing her gut and slapping her back, "Mess with me bitch!" I shouted, shoving her into an equipment box and pushing her head back, "You wanna say shit now?" I spat, as she moaned in pain. I slapped her again, "Answer my fucking question!" I shouted,
"Sydney!" Randy shouted, pulling me off of Maryse, "Calm down! What happened to anger management?"
"She spoke shit about Carla and Chey in front of them Randy! What was I mena do? Stand back and let her put them down?" I hissed, shoving him off of me,
"Stop it!" Randy said, grabbing my shoulders. I shoved him again, "Sydney!" he said, grabbing the top of my arms. I shoved him again, my blood boiling thanks to Maryse, "Sydney stop! This is me! Not fucking Maryse!" he shouted, grabbing my wrists. "Snap out of it!" he continued,
"Just you wait until our match Sydney! I'm gunna kill you!" Maryse shouted, limping off,
"Whatever you say mothafucker!" I spat back,
"Sydney!" Randy said, pulling me to face him, "Calm down! You're scaring them!" Randy shook me, "This isn't you! Snap out of it!" I sighed, as he hugged me, "I hate seeing you like this!"
"I know..." I sighed, hugging him tightly, "you know what I'm like... I hate myself for this"
"Why? You were protecting them, just like any other sister would" Randy replied, looking down to me, "But you shouldn't have blown up in front of them"
"I know..." I sighed again, tears welling in my eyes, "I just... I HATE HER!" I screamed into Randy's chest as he hugged me tightly, "I don't like having Kayla and Jayden near her in case she says shit to them..." I said, looking up at Randy, "I'd kill her if she said one wrong word to them!"
"Sydney..." Mrs. M shouted, making me look towards her and the kids, "I'm gunna take them to their seats, we'll see you after the show"
"Ok, Mrs. M... I'll speak to you later" I smiled, as Carla ran up to me,
"Are you ok Syd?" she asked, concern masking her voice,
"Yeah I'm fine. I just didn't like that woman!" I said, chuckling as Carla 'oh-ed', "But, this doesn't give you the excuse to go hitting people if you hate them... ok?"
"Ok" Carla said, hugging me, "See you after"
"See you after hun" I smiled as she walked off, I smiled up at Randy, "You see! How can she say shit about kids like that?"
"I don't know Syd" Randy said, smiling as we turned and made our way towards the locker room...