~Punks POV~
When Reby immediately hopped on the running machine I was surprised when she hit 15 miles in 20 minutes. I was more surprised when she hit 45 after an hour and didn't even break a sweat. She jumped off after about another five minutes and walked towards the punching bag. As she started it was clear she wasn't really sure of what she was doing but after a few beats she looked like a natural. Not all that shocking considering how much anger she must have locked up inside somewhere, even though she looked like a pro already. Kofi nudged me with his free arm just as I put down the weight I was lifting.
"Blimey Punk, that girl of yours is workin' that bag!" he said obviously as impressed as I was. I mean it's not like a really knew anything about Reby, just her family. She looked like she could give me a run for my money in a boxing match for sure. Seeing that she had her ipod on I waved my arm until she saw me and walked over.
"Rebs…Damn that was impressive! You know how much you can lift?"
She looked a the one I was holding, yeah it looked small but it was 50kg, an ideal warm up for someone that can bench press 400 plus.
"Meh." she said still looking at the 50kg. She raised her eyebrows at me before picking up a 75kg, one in each hand.
"these will do I think, just to begin with." she said innocently trying and failing at not laughing at the expression of shock on mine and Kofi's face, mixed with amazement.
"don't look that impressed, you'll keel over when you see me bench 225." she said sending a wink over at Kofi, I was so glad they hit it off already.
"Damn Punk, your kids got jazz!" Kofi said chuckling at the fact that the 'voice of the voiceless' was now, well…voiceless. As Reby moved up another weight I couldn't help but smile to myself over the way she blushed when Kofi called her my kid.
"yeah, I noticed…Alright lets head out for lunch before Rebs here shows us both up." I said slapping Kofi In the chest and ruffling her hair with my free hand as I pulled her under my arm. Glad the text was already forgotten about.
I kissed her forehead as we went to the men's locker room to shower, laughing when she cringed at how sweaty we both were. When she left I let Kofi go on ahead before pulling out Reby's phone and seeing that there were no missed calls or texts. Now thinking about it it's a miracle a 16 year old girl gave me her mobile phone. My face softened when I realised she probably didn't have much of a social life anyway. Only her mum noticed she was missing and that took her nearly two days. No missed calls from friends or other family either. All that was over now. Kofi fell in love with her immediately the same way I did. I knew the rest of the roster would as well, since meeting Kofi she hadn't stopped smiling at his jokes, even though they were all at my expense of course. I didn't care I just loved seeing her happy. I cant wait for her to meet everyone, well, almost everyone. I don't want her meeting PJ. I'll make sure he keeps away from her at all costs.
See, PJ had a slight reputation in the locker room since his relationship with Barbie went public. Turns out he cheated on her with both eve and Natalya , which in turn ruined both their relationships as well. It was their fault but at the same time, PJ always gets what he wants, or who in that case. Since then his egotistical charm has gotten him a different girl every night divas and fans all leave his room in the early morning after realising that he, 'surprisingly' didn't love them back…
He had a habit of working his charm on anything with two tits an honestly one single women turn him down when he offers to 'rock their world' I'm defiantly not letting him add Reby to his little black book.
We met outside the changing rooms and fro some reason, like before, arm in arm began to skip round the corner to a salad bar. Earning a few odd glances along the way.
Sitting down a perky blond waitress with straw like hair and a face like an orange came to take our order. Me and Kofi tried not to laugh as we ordered a pasta salad each. As she walked away she reviled that sat on the table not three feet away were Wade and PJ. Great combo considering PJ's reputation and rumours of Wade back handing his girlfriend, Chaz.
I turned around so they were looking at my back and I was facing Reby. She looked confused as I lent over the table to whisper quietly.
~Reby's POV~
" those two men behind me…" he paused to make sure I was listening, I nodded.
"I want you to stay away from them at ALL costs, there really, really bad news, got it?" I nodded again sensing the seriousness in his voice. Wandering silently what PJ- who I knew as Justin- had done that was so bad. Honestly, I'd always had a major crush on him, who hadn't? but I trust Punk even though I hate judging people without knowing them or without good reason. But doing as he asked was just a small re-payment of all he's done for me already.
