Hey guys, here's the next chapter. I'd say it's coming along beautifully. My play is done so expect updates more frequent.
And I was just wondering is there a celebrity that you picture Elle as? I know I've said that she had brown hair and green eyes, so is there anyone that you imagine when reading about her. I don't really have anyone specific.
Also, what time zone are you guys in? I'm in Pacific but I update at odd hours of the night, but I'd be willing to update at times when people are actually up and awake.
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I stared at myself in the mirror and I had to hold myself together. I had rummaged through my closet for at least an hour and nothing I had put on seemed to fit the right way. I was forced to settle on a black dress that flared at the bottom, and had pearls along the neckline. Unfortunately, it was a little short and it showed off my legs a little too much. I could already tell I was not going to have much fun at the release party. Not only was I feeling 'breakdown' coming on, I knew that Dean would be there with Kat.
Earlier, Kat had invited me to go dress shopping with her, but I was not in the mood to hear her talk about how wonderful Dean was, or watch her try dresses on that would make her look amazing. She was perfect in so many ways, and I couldn't figure out way Dean said she would never amount to me. And even if he truly did think that why was he with her?
The whole subject of Dean confused me. He acted like he wanted to be with me, but he was the one that told me to leave. I couldn't remember saying anything that could lead him to thinking I didn't want to be in a relationship with him. And the times I did allow myself to stay in the same room as him, he was so nice and civil. Maybe it was because I was too broken for him, and that was the only reason he chose to be nice to me. But he was with Kat and that made me hate him more than I did when I first met him.
Sighing, I put on my nude heels on-they made my legs look better- and I make my way down the stairs of my house. Thankfully, the release party was held not far from the WWE headquarters so I didn't have to spend another day from home. I had missed my humble abode.
I was riding to the party with Seth and Roman, but I was meeting Mike there.
He was nothing but a gentleman when we went out for drinks the other night. He had made me laugh, and he dropped me off at the hotel with a kiss on the cheek. And when he asked if I would save him a dance at the party, I agreed. Mike was wonderful, but again he lacked the one thing I craved in a relationship. Excitement.
"Wow, Elle. You look beautiful." Seth says as I walk into the living room, where he and Roman wait.
I nervously pull at my dress, "You really think so?"
"Of course, you don't think so?"
I shake my head slowly, frowning.
"Elle…" He sighs.
"Forget it" I say, walking swiftly out of the door and to the car.
~x~
The party is lively but classy at the same time. It's separated in two parts, a dining area and a dance floor that is separated from the dining area. There are many Superstars around; most of them are on the current roster. And then of course the people who put the magazine together. Which I hadn't got the chance to see yet.
When I see Dean and Kat making their way towards me, Seth, and Roman, I decide that's the opportune moment for me to check it out.
I tell Seth and Roman where I'm going, before crossing the room to a table where they have many magazines on display.
I quickly pick one up and flip through the pages until I get to The Shield section. The section of them as a whole was the first one, and it turned out great. The major picture was the one I took at Extreme Rules when they were holding their belts up. The next section was Seth's. The big picture that I chose for him was one I got of him during his workout in the gym. I was even sure to add the one I took at the press conference, when he made that wretched duck face. The next section was Dean's, and one look at it made my breath get caught in my throat. This shouldn't have happened considering I took all the pictures. Dean's big picture was a rare one where he was actually smiling. I had managed to get it during dinner one night, and I thought it was the best picture I had ever taken.
"Hello, Elle."
"Hey, Stephanie." I say,turning to hug the other woman.
"The magazine looks great doesn't it," She asks looking down at the magazine in my hands. "You did a great job."
"Thank you, ma'am." I say with a big smile. Not every day was it that Stephanie McMahon complemented you.
"And when my father saw it, he loved it."
My breath catches in my throat. Vince saw my work and actually liked it?
"He loved it so much in fact he wants you to get the pictures of the main subject from now on. How would you feel about permanently being on the WWE magazine staff?"
I gap at her. Was she serious? This was big for me. Yeah, it was happening really fast and sudden but I would be lying if I said I cared.
"Of course I'll do it."
She beams at me. "Great, I'll call you Monday with the details." She hugs me once more before walking off.
I was going to be working for the WWE permanently. Just knowing that caused me to forget about everything and just enjoy that moment.
~x~
"How about that dance?" Someone asks coming up behind me.
I turn around to see Mike smiling down at me. He sticks out his hand and I gladly take it. As he leads me to the dance floor, I catch glances of some of the other superstars looking at me and I get this sinking feeling in my stomach. I felt like they were judging me. Did I really look that bad? I try to ignore them but I feel like they are staring right through me. Hopefully, I'll get used to it once I permanently join the staff. Man, it felt great to say that.
Mike finally stops in the middle of the dance floor, and a slow song starts to play. He places his hands on my hips, and I put my arms around his shoulders, so my hands link behind his neck.
Not too far away from us, Dean and Kat are dancing too. I'd have to get used to that too. I wonder if she got offered a job on the staff. I don't think she had a steady job either. I get a glimpse of what Kat is wearing and I immediately feel insecure again. It's a short, skintight purple dress. I don't even question why Dean's with her.
I dance with Mike for one song before telling him I have to use to use the lady's room.
The bathroom is in a secluded area away from both the dining room and dance floor. It doesn't help that it's dark as fuck. I would feel threatened if I didn't know all these people.
I finish my business and wash my hands before taking a long look at myself in the mirror. I felt I looked even worse than I did at the beginning of my evening. Suddenly, images of all the other girls at the party rushed to my brain and I got that familiar urge. I almost give into the urge before reminding myself that I had to go back out there, and I hadn't brought toothpaste or a toothbrush fix my breath afterwards.
Sighing, I tear my eyes from the mirror and walk out the door. I squeal when someone grabs me.
"Dean." I say softly when I realize who it is.
"Elle, just let me dance with you once. Please."
I just stare at him blankly.
"It doesn't even have to be on the dance floor."
"Okay." I say wondering why I agreed so easily.
He places his hands on my hip and rests his chin on the top of my head. I wrap my arms around his waist and rest my head on his chest. We sway softly to the slow music that we can hear just enough.
"I made a mistake when I told you to leave." Dean says softly, not taking his head from atop mine.
"What?" I say pulling back from him.
"Elle, you're amazing. Those things I said to you that morning, I didn't mean. You're the most incredible women I've ever met. I think I lo-"
"No, Dean. No. Don't say that. Don't lie to me. Not again." I say quickly before rushing off. I refuse to let him in again. With my new job, I knew avoiding him would be harder.