Crowned
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Chapter10
Paige and Lacey made their way down the elevators when the reached the sidewalk, they saw it was lined with about five pick-up trucks, Paige and Lacey hopped in with John and Randy.
"So, where are we off to tonight?" Paige asked.
"You'll see." Was all she got from John. Several girls and wrestlers piled up in the open backs of the pickup trucks and they all headed off. Paige could see bright lights in the distance.
"Are we going to a carnival?" She asked.
"There open until four in the morning this whole week." John told her. The pulled up and parked. The guys helped all the girls out of the back of the trucks, only about half o the girls had the guts to come. Randy and Paige had linked arms, but Paige stopped at the entrance, Randy looked at her.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"I've never been to a carnival before." She told him.
"Come on, it will be great." He reassured her. They went in a funhouse called the MTV house, it was playing Paris Hilton when they went in. Paige held onto John's hand the whole time they were in there. The exit to the funhouse was a circular tunnel that was rotating. Paige could feel herself going to the side upon exiting and she almost toppled forward, but Randy caught her.
"I got you," he told her and dragged her forward off of it.
"Thanks," She said smiling up at him.
"Come on guys, let go ride that!" John said excitedly, they all headed over to this ride called gravitron, it's a big circular thing where you lean up against the wall and it spins so fast that you are stuck to the wall. Paige felt it spinning faster and faster. They were sticking to the walls like jelly doughnuts, Randy turned to her the best he could,
"Try and scoot up the wall." He called to her, she put her feet on the wall and pushed herself up, on the other side, she saw that Riley was laying across two pads on the wall like she was floating. Later, they were walking past a stand when Randy stopped Paige.
"What?" She asked.
"You have to try one." Randy told her.
"Try one of what?" She asked. He turned to the person in the booth.
"Two corndogs please," He called to them. He paid for the corndogs and handed one to Paige.
"I'm not eating that." She told him.
"Come on, you can't come to a carnival and not get a corndog, just try it." He pleaded.
"Fine," She said, she took a bite out of it and slowly chewed it. "
"Well…" Randy started.
"This is pretty good." She said taking another bite.
"I told you." He said ruffling her hair a little. After they finished their corndogs and got on a ride called the ring of fire, in which you hang upside down for about ten seconds at a time.
"I think that was the best ride yet." Randy told Paige.
"Where's John?" She asked.
"I think he said he had to get something out of the car." Randy informed her.
"Okay," She spotted a photo booth. "Randy, let's go!" She said excitedly pulling him towards the booth. They sat down on the little stool inside the photo booth and put in a dollar. They took one smiling, one had caught them in the middle of talking, one of them laughing, in one they were attempting serious faces, and for the last one Paige was kissing Randy on the cheek. They came out of the photo booth laughing as the machine printed out two little black and white photo strips. When they joined back up with John they went over to the carnival games.
"Let's play this." Paige said walking up to a game where you had to shoot the targets.
"Allow me," John said picking up the be-be gun and only hitting five out of twenty targets, and got a small stuffed animal.
"I'll take a try at it." Paige said picking up the gun and paying for her turn. She closed one eye so she could aim. She ended up shooting all twenty targets as John and Randy stared in amazement.
"How did you do that?" John asked.
"Anthony taught me when I was twelve." She told them.
"Which one would you like?" The man asked her. She pointed to a Tweedy bird stuffed animal that was almost the same size as her, and was dressed like a baseball player. After that, it seemed like Randy and John were in constant competition to win the biggest stuffed animals for her. When they got back in the pick-up truck, Paige had a playboy pillow, a large white bunny, a large pink dog, and a stuffed Stewie (from family guy), but none of it even compared to the simple photo strip of her and Randy.
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Paige woke up to someone pounding on her hotel room door, "Coming," She yawned sleepily as she rolled out of bed and sleepily made her way to the door in her plaid booty shorts and tank-top, she still had her night time retainer in and her hair was slightly tousled. She opened up the door to reveal a man in a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt that said 'wrestling machine' on it, he had piercing blue eyes and a bald head.
"Can I help you?" She asked. He stuck out his hand.
"Hello, I'm Kurt Angle, and you fifty-one girls have been turned over to us for physical training, so you and your roommate must be downstairs in the main lobby in a half-hour, dress comfortably, no jeans or heels." He told her.
"A half-hour is not nearly enough time." She complained.
"Sweetheart, if Randy Orton can do it, you can too." He told her.
"He usually takes an hour actually." She mumbled before closing the door.
"Riley, come one it's time to get up." She sat on the edge of the bed and nudged Riley.
"Ten more minutes," She mumbled sleepily.
"We have to be downstairs in a half-hour, now get up." Paige said pulling the covers off of Riley. She rolled out of bed and the two girls made their way sleepily into the bathroom, Paige took her retainer out and started brushing her teeth, she and Riley were sharing the sink due to lack of time.
A half-hour later, the girls were boarding the bus where they saw their fellow contestants looking just as tired. Paige plopped down next to Lacey.
"What time is it?" She asked.
"Five-thirty in the morning, this is not natural, I don't see how you do this Paige." Lacey told her.
"I don't know either." Paige mumbled. They reached a large football stadium with a track surrounding it, all the girls walked off of the bus. They stood in five lines of ten in the middle of the field. In front of them stood Kurt Angle and Charlie Haas.
"Okay ladies, we're going to take roll call. Alabama, Alaska, Arizona, Arkansas…" Paige could feel herself falling asleep in line, they were rounding up the list finally, " Vermont, Virginia, Washington, West Virginia, Wisconsin, and Wyoming, now that that is over, drop and give me fifty." Kurt ordered. All fifty-one girls started doing push-ups.
"Count them out ladies." Charlie yelled, weaving his way through the rows of girls, to her surprise, Paige wasn't bothered by the push-ups. "45, 46, 47, 48, 49,50" They counted out the last numbers and then stood up.
"You girls will be training with us today," He instructed them to stretch.
"Okay ladies, I want you to do twenty laps around this track." There were loud groans from many of the girls as they made their way over to the track and started running. Paige and Lacey were out in front already.
"This is crazy, what does this have to do with a pageant." Lacey stated.
"Hey you two out in front, no talking." Kurt called from the field.
"Anyways, come on Lace, last lap." Paige said and sped up.
After everyone had finished their laps they were sitting back on the grass.
"Ladies, we have had a great morning so take a lunch break and then we're back to work." Charlie told them. Paige stood up and brushed the backs of her thighs and butt off.
"That Charlie guy is kind of cute." Lacey commented the two walked over to the table with food and Gatorade, Paige took a bottle of Gatorade and a turkey sandwich. The girls sat down on the track and started eating and talking. Michelle came and sat with them.
"Damn, you guys were out front the entire time." Michelle stated.
"I'm all leg power; I wouldn't be able to skate if I wasn't." Paige told her taking a bite out of her sandwich. After she finished and they were just sitting around and talking Paige started to stretch before they started again. She was sitting in a Russian split and stretched to each leg for a certain amount of counts.
"You are seriously flexible." Lacey told her.
"Yea, what else can you do?" Michelle asked.
"I can lift my foot over my head." Paige told them.
"Let's see it." They said. Paige stood up and pulled her foot to her waist and then stretched it out to the side, before bringing it completely straight above her head, she the let herself fall into a frontward spilt. They had turned on music that was playing all over the field, it was playing 'Why You Wanna' by the T.I.
"I love this song."
"They must have been talking about Paige's ass." Lacey said.
"I am very proud of my 'Ms. New Booty' booty." She told them and did a little vibrate thing. Some other wrestlers had finally started to arrive at the stadium.
"And you know that thing that Shakira does in her video?" Michelle asked.
"What, with her hips?" Lacey asked.
"You mean this?" Paige asked and did the moved her hips as if they were detached from the upper half of her body. Not knowing that some of the guys were watching them from afar.
"God, this bra is killing me." Lacey told Paige and Michelle, they were sitting together.
"Oh I hate you, you're boobs are perfect." Paige told her.
"What are you talking about Paige; your boobs are a nice sized small c." Lacey told her.
"No, this one is slightly larger than this one." Paige commented as she held her breasts in her hand attempting to show the difference in size.
"Paige, there's guys watching." Michelle told her. Paige turned around and looked at the guys Matt Striker and Chris Master.
"Take a picture boys, it lasts longer." She winked at them before turning back around.
"You are so bad." Lacey told her.
"Come on ladies, time to get back to work." Kurt called out.
"Is it really necessary to yell, we're all right here." She mumbled.
"Okay ladies, this half will stay out here and this half will go inside, so you all just go through those doors and make a left, you should see two large red doors, enter them and you will see the other trainers." He told them, Paige and Lacey went inside along with the other girls.
"Oh no, I know they aren't sticking me with Paige." Randy exclaimed loudly.
"Oh really, and what's wrong with me?" She asked walking up to him.
"Well, you're lazy, you get up late, all you do is paint your toenails and curl your hair." He told her sarcastically.
"Really, last time I checked, I usually leave the hours on your hair category to you." She smiled.
"Did you work that corndog off?" He asked her.
"Gee, did you work off that corndog, funnel cake, cotton candy, and that slice of pizza?" She asked.
"Who is this lovely lady?" Chris Masters asked walking up.
"Paige, this is Chris, Chris this is my…roommate Paige." Randy said hesitantly.
"This is your roommate?" He asked surprised.
"Yea, why does everyone react like that?" She asked.
"What's a nice girl like you doing even talking to Orton here?" He asked jokingly.
"It's better than living at home with my parents." She said jokingly. She sat on a machine that focused on your legs.
"Randy, put something on there." She told him, he put one-hundred pounds on.
"Randy, that's insulting." She told him.
"How much do you want?" Ha asked.
"Three-fifty," She told him.
"I don't know if that's a good idea, that's like two-hundred-fifty more pounds than your actual weight." He told her.
"I know what I'm doing just put the weights on." She told him, he put them on and to his surprise she did an entire set with ease.
"How did you do that?" Chris asked as they both stared in amazement.
"Where do you think those triple axels came from, a magical leprechaun in my pocket?" She stated sarcastically. They were listening to the radio over the gym and the DJ came on.
"We're back with Dallas's hit music stationplaying the latest hits. A big shout-out goes to the Miss USA contestants who are visiting Dallas on they're month long cross country tour." All the girls in the 'wooed', but that moment was gone when the other DJ on the show came on.
"You really support those pageant things; they're completely shallow and degrading." She commented and then continued. "Most of them have had work don on their perfect little faces. Is there anything inside their heads?" All of the girls in the room gasped. "Hey, who does she think she is, she doesn't know me." Miss Kansas said.
"Hold on, we have Miss D.C. on the line, go ahead Miss D.C." They guy DJ said.
"Hi, I think I speak for most of the girls when I say that I don't appreciate and am seriously offended by the comment just made, you don't see us coming to your job and insulting you. All I'm saying is if you have never been in a pageant you can't even pretend that you understand the dedication that goes into it."
"But, it is still shallow." The DJ said.
"These girls are the least shallow people you will ever meet, I mean, Miss New York reads to cancer patients and kindergarteners twice a week, Miss Wisconsin had her parents take in two foster kids, how can you possibly call that shallow. We have brains, we know what's going on in the world, we can think for ourselves, we're not plastic, we're fifty-one different girls, that's fifty-one different backgrounds, fifty-one different stories, so don't make us all out to be the same." She then hung up. "Yeah Michelle, Lace, I could really kiss her right now." Paige told her.
"I hate how they pretend that they can even begin to know what it's like in the pageant business, I haven't met one shallow girl yet." Paige said. Hunter put his hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry about it, they have no idea what they're talking about." He told her.
"Yea, you girls have brought a little bit more life around the past two days." Mark told her walking up.
"Thanks guys, but I'm still a little hurt." She said. Just then, 'Bad Day' started to play on the radio. When the chorus came around, all the girls in the room broke out singing it together. Paige stood on the seat of the machine on her knees and facing the rest of the girls as they swayed and sang like it was the national anthem.
Because you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day.
Paige's mood brightened a little, she was surrounded by new friends and couldn't help but smile.