Chapter 10

I woke up early the next morning to the sound of someone pounding on my door. I groaned and rolled over to look at the clock beside the bed; 5:30 in the morning! We didn't get back to the hotel until almost two in the morning; who the hell is thinking that it's a good idea to be waking me up so early. The pounding on the door continued, and for some reason I knew that whoever was on the other side wasn't going to stop until I got out of bed and answered the door.

I rolled out of bed and stumbled over to the door, not caring that the only thing that I had on right now was a long t-shirt. I remembered to look through the peep hole and growled a little bit when I saw my brother standing there. I unlocked the door and opened it; then I proceeded to glare at him with a death stare.

"Well, good morning Sunshine!" John said with his cheesy smile. It makes me sick to my stomach the way John is a morning person. I growled at him and moved aside so he could come inside. I stumbled back over to the bed and crawled back in, pulling the blanket up over my head so I could go back to sleep.

"Uh, hey, squirt? It's time to get up," John said as he pulled the blanket off of me. I sat up and glared at him. I might as well get up because otherwise this little game is going to go on forever and I'm never going to get back to sleep anyways.

"Too early. What do you want," I said as I set up and closed my eyes.

"We gotta get going; we have to be on the road for the next show by 6:30."

"Grrrrrrrrrrr..."

John chuckled, "Come on, baby, get dressed and packed up. I'll meet you down at the restaurant in fifteen minutes." he said as he stood up and started walking towards the door. "Oh, and can I make a suggestion on what you should wear today?"

I looked at him confused. What was he talking about? I would never take fashion advice from a guy who only wears jean shorts and bright ass colored t-shirts.

"Pants. Wear pants today, or you're going to end up with about twenty guys downstairs eye humping you and then I'd have to kick their asses. Ok, sweetie?" he said with that cheesy smile again. I threw a pillow at him, but missed because he was out the door before it even came close to him. I found myself smiling despite the fact that my brother is a huge nerd.

Twenty minutes later, I was packed and ready to go. I took one last look in the mirror and smiled; I looked all right. I had pulled on a pair of light blue skinny jeans, a pair of black Converses and a black tank top. I pulled my long brown hair up in a bun and decided I looked ok.

I left the hotel room and headed down to where John was having breakfast. The place was packed with John's co-workers when I got down there; I was looking around the room for John when someone caught my eye. It was Ted; the guy from last night. He smiled at me and gave me a small wave before turning his attention back to the guy he was with last night, Cody, and some pretty girls sitting at his table. I finally found John and Randy sitting at a table by themselves and headed over there. Randy looked devilishly handsome this morning; he was wearing a pair of old blue jeans and a white tank top. He looked great even in something so simple. His face broke out into a small smile when he saw me. I sat down next to John and mumbled 'Good Morning' to both of them. It was still way too early for me to be awake.

"Did you get any sleep last night?" Randy asked quietly as I felt myself blush with the way his blue eyes seemed to be drinking me in. I nodded.

"Yeah, until Super Cena here came and woke me up," I said sarcastically while I glared at John.

Randy chuckled, "Yeah, he does Super Cena pretty good in the morning. It's worse if you room with him."

"What the hell, guys? Is this Let's Make Fun of John Day?" John asked, pretending that his feelings were hurt. I giggled and nodded.

"Yep," I said as I caught Randy's eye and felt my heart rate pick up again. What was it about this guy that could turn me into jell-o?

"It's my favorite day of the year," Randy said.

"Mine too," I joined in with making fun of big brother.

"I think every Saturday should be Make Fun of John Day, what do you think, Sara?"

"I think that's the greatest idea I've heard all morning."

"Just so you both know, I hate you both right now, and if you two aren't careful, I'm going to stop talking to both of you!" John said with a pout.

"Aw...poor John. Well, if you stop talking to us, at least you'll have Angie to keep you company," I said trying to hold in a giggle.

John looked at me confused. "You suck, Sara," once he realized that I was talking about what he mumbles in his sleep.

An hour later we were done eating and ready to get on the road. John and Randy went to go pay for the bill while I checked my text messages. I felt someone standing behind me, I turned around and was met with the gorgeous blue eyes of one Ted DiBiase. "Well, good morning, beautiful," he said softly as he placed his hand on my shoulder.

"Good morning," I said softly.

"So...about that dinner date you promised me last night. Do you have plans tonight when we get to the next city?" he asked.

I shook my head, "Not that I know of; why?" I asked coyly. This man was hot!

"Huh. Can I see you tonight?"

I nodded. "I'd like that. Call me later?" I said; it felt like someone was staring at me. I looked past Ted and saw that Randy was trying to shoot lasers at Ted with his eyes. It make my stomach flutter to see that it looked like he was jealous. I'm not sure if that's a good thing, or a bad thing.

"Sounds good. Have a safe trip," he said softly as he winked at me and walked away. I looked over at Randy and could see his jaw clenched, he wasn't looking at me anymore. He was staring straight ahead while John babbled in his ear about something. John was clueless; like usual.

I had a feeling that once we got to the next city, I was going to be in for another interesting night. Life on the road was starting to be all right, I thought to myself as I walked over to where John and Randy were standing.

"Ready to go, squirt?" John asked as he threw one of his giant arms around my shoulders. I shrugged him off as I put my sunglasses on.

"Stop calling me squirt," I said as I walked away from him and headed towards the lobby.

"I love you, Sara! You're my favorite sister!" John shouted after me. I felt myself blush with embarrassment because about ten people just heard him yell that after me. Yeah, my brother was a Grade A nerd. But then again, I wouldn't have him any other way I guess.