"So, I may have taught Kyla a new word." Desiree guessed when she entered the hotel room with Joe.
"Dropping the f-bomb in front of my daughter was funny, but unacceptable. So, you're mom called me and wants me to punish you." Joe explained to the intern and put his luggage down.
"You're grounding me?" Desiree asked him in disbelief.
She didn't think that it was fair. But, she did drop the f-bomb in front of his daughter, but was it worth it to punish her for it? Normally, Desiree wasn't a problem child. She behaved good but, she does blame technology for her snapping and using the bad word. Des hates technology and she did say the word because of well…technology.
"I blame technology, Joe." was all she had to say. She didn't want to whine or complain. If she were to get punish, he should at least hear what she had to say.
"Alright Desiree, you're grounded." Joe declared.
There was a laughing that appeared suddenly, which caught the attentions of Desiree and Joe. It was Colby laughing. Colby was the first one to arrive at the hotel and he heard the exchange between Desiree and Joe.
"You're grounding Desiree?" Colby laughed in disbelief, when he approached them. "Sweet, innocent, little Des?" he put his arm around her.
"Lauren forced me to punish her. I'm just pleasing her mother." Joe retorted and put his arms up in defense.
"Do you think that she should be punished?" Colby questioned him.
"She did say the f-bomb in front of my daughter and if Des is willing to take responsibility for her actions, she has to be punished." Joe explained to him.
"So, how does this grounding work?" Desiree asked confused.
"Give me your phone, laptop, all electronics and go to your room." Joe instructed her.
Des shrugged her shoulders. That wasn't a good enough punishment for her. She hates technology, so, she was alright with handing her electronics to Joe and Colby. When she gave them her things, she went into her hotel room and began to scribble her journal entry. Topics that came up were about her trip with Joe to Pensacola, her eating disorder progress and best of all, being grounded for the first time in her existence.
Desiree was in her room for a few hours and she decided to read of the script for RAW next week and the week after, since taping was going to happen back to back, thanks to the WWE going to Australia. She highlighted The Shield's scripts with their respected colors. This was meant to be finished when she was in Pensacola but, she was busy playing with Kyla and she wasn't able to do so. She looked at the door when she heard it open and who was at the other end?
It was her wrestling crush and most eccentric man of The Shield, Jon Good.
Desiree smiled. "Jon!" her face lit up like the sun. She was so thrilled to see Jon. Des opened her arms wide open, wanting a hug.
Jon chuckled. "Not going to hug you, Dessy."
"How was Cincinnati?" Des asked him.
"Fine, how was Pensacola? Did you eat and stick to your schedule?" Jon asked her.
Des nodded yes. "Yeah, everything went fine—from the trip to the schedule." she sat Indian style in the center of her bed. "Are you excited for Australia?" she asked, changing the subject.
"Totally, I was thinking about getting a haircut because if you haven't noticed, my hair is getting long." he pulled a strand of his hair.
Desiree gasped and smiled big. "You need a haircut?" she asked him.
"Yeah, so tomorrow, want to come with me to get it?" he asked her.
"I can't." Desiree frowned. "I'm grounded." she looked down at her lap upset.
"Oh, that sucks. I guess I'll go myself." Jon concluded.
"Or…I can cut your hair." Des suggested with a sly smile.
Jon's eyes widened in shock. Was Desiree suggesting that she cut his hair? This girl had to be out of her mind. Jon trusted no one with his hair. Not even a barber. But, he lets them do it anyway, ignoring the doubts that he may have inside.
"Are you crazy?" Jon found himself asking.
Desiree rolled her eyes. "I'm being serious." she clarified. "I've given myself trims before—there's nothing to it." she assured him.
"I refuse to let a teenage girl touch my hair—my precious locks." he snarled at her with his arms folded across his chest.
Desiree approached Jon and looked up at him in the eyes. She channeled a wrestler and the confidence they had when looking at their opponent.
"I will cut that hair." she vowed, while looking at him in the eyes.
"Sure, Des." Jon scuffed, not believing in her promise and walked out of the room.
Desiree glared at Jon leaving. This intern had a plan in her devious mind.
"So, I want you two to bring Jon here." Desiree instructed Joe and Colby, when she put the spray bottle down with the other supplies that she will need to cut Jon's hair.
"You're going to cut his hair?" Colby asked her to make sure. He then grinned at her. "You're one devious little girl."
"If I was devious, I would be cutting your hair." she said, while snapping her scissors at him.
Colby stepped back to avoid the edge, sharp ends of the scissors from being near him. "I'm in disbelief that Joe is letting you cut Jon's hair." he looked at Joe.
Joe shrugged his shoulders. "She may be grounded—but at least, she's not outside the hotel, doing inappropriate things."
"Jon's watching television. Bring him here. It doesn't matter the measures you have to take—bring him here." Desiree ordered them.
And with her order, Joe and Colby left Desiree's room to capture Jon. Jon was sitting on the couch watching television. He looked bored out of his mind. Joe had to be sly and sneaky with what he said to him. Joe sat on the couch next to Jon and Colby was behind the couch.
"Jon, Des isn't feeling well." Joe informed him.
Jon looked at Joe. Desiree wasn't feeling well and he was wondering if she was getting enough food to eat. What if Des is sick because she wasn't getting the proper nutrition that she needed? Jon quickly stood up and walked to her room. Colby fist bumped Joe.
"Desiree, are you okay?" Jon asked concerned about her, when he entered her room.
Des smirked at him. Fine. Just fine." she stated and snapped the scissors that were in her possession.
With the snapping of the scissors, Jon knew that he had been set up to have a haircut. A door being locked was heard, which made Jon turn around. Colby and Joe stood by the door, blocking him from escaping. Jon looked at Des with the scissors and then at Joe and Colby by the door and that's when Jon knew.
They were coming for him. Oh, was he screwed?!
After two hours of trying to get Jon to let Desiree give him a haircut, Jon finally agreed. He closed his eyes, while Desiree was cutting his precious locks, expecting to be bald by the time she was done. Jon was now looking in the mirror—his Grease like hair was gone. He had short, straight, messy hair. It reminded him of how his hair was like when he debuted in the main roster. He was shocked that his hair turned out well. That Des didn't mess up.
"I'm surprised that you were able to do this." Jon broke the silence in the room.
Des smiled so proudly. She knew that she was able to do it. "I told you that I knew what I was doing." she reminded him.
I can finally see your face, Jon." Colby teased and laughed, standing by the door.
"It's about damn time that you get a haircut. The fan girls will love it!" she pulled out her camera to take a photo. Jon flipped her off and the camera flashed, signaling that the picture was taken. "I'm going to Instagram this photo!" she announced.
"Since you're so invested with social media…" Joe began, but Des interjected.
"I hate social media. But, I made the Instagram account two weeks ago to post pictures of my experience as your guys' intern. I could careless about followers or being Instafamous or whatever it is called."
"Still, I was considering that you should control The Shield's official Twitter account, since you got just a few weeks left with us." Joe continued.
Desiree shrieked. "That would be awesome. I know some cool one-liners!" she told them. "Thank you, Joe!" she hugged him.
"No problem, Colby and I think it would be cool for you to do." Joe said and Desiree looked at Colby.
Desiree went to hug Colby. "You're awesome to, Colby." she looked at him. "You're great." she smiled at him.
"No hug for me?" Des looked at Jon, which made her roll her eyes mockingly. She walked closer to him. "You hate hugs!" she slapped him on the arm playfully.
She was right—Jon did hate hugs. So, Jon grabbed Desiree and pushed her on the bed and began tickling her ribcage.
Desiree was laughing her head off. "Stop Jon!" she pleaded.
"Or what?" he laughed with her.
"Or this…" she began to tickle his ribcage, which caused him to laugh hysterically.
"Please stop, Des!" he continued to laugh.
Desiree stopped tickling him. Then, Jon grabbed her again and tickled her ribcage again. Des laughed louder.
"Colby, come on!" Jon motioned for him to come over and tickle the intern, who was laughing so hard that she could cry.
Colby laughed and went to tickle Desiree at her ribcage. Desiree trying to shield herself and after finding an opening, she tickled Colby in his toes, which made him laugh.
"Stop Des!" Colby pleaded, while laughing.
Joe was looking at the three of them. It was so crazy how their friendships have grown with this teenage girl over the past few weeks, but it feels like soon, Des could be doing this full time or she will be going to Grand Rapids and go back to her normal life. Joe hoped that this girl has three yeses. She has been able to impact not only his life, but Colby's and most of all, the affect that she has on Jon was remarkable. It's like Jon has been able to invest his time on this girl and possibly helping her live her dream. Jon cares for the well being of this girl—well, they all do, but it seems like he's been having the biggest transformation thanks to Desiree. She's help them be less serious and live life to the fullest. Joe vowed something.
That Desiree had a bright future ahead of her.
I had to do a bonding chapter with Desiree and The Shield. Wanted to show, how much their friendships have grown with Des. Thank you so much to:Dixiewinxwrites12, StoryLover82, ghunter182003, emma and ItsMeLizz for your lovely reviews! Please fave, follow and review! :)
