Disclaimer: I own Ella, Addie, and Nia. And that's it. I don't own anything WWE, or anything else you recognize.

Author's Note: Hello! Updating after a bit of not doing so. This chapter will be the opening to the fun I mentioned for Addie... and Ella. She'll have this fun too. Enjoy!

Matt Hardy ran a hand through his hair and then looked back at the curious redhead. "No," he finally said, a small smile on his lips. "He doesn't. I wanted to talk to you."

"So talk," she teased, smiling also. She had confidence… if only at times. But now she was more so interested that he had come all the way back to her job the next day just to talk to her. A phone call would work just as well, she believed, so he must either really like her, or whatever he had to say was needed in person. Maybe he didn't have a good time the night before… maybe he was coming to break off whatever kind of relationship they had. But, he had enjoyed the kiss… right? So he couldn't be breaking up with her… right?

She felt herself beginning to panic. What if she was imagining all of this? Could he…

"Addie?"

She peered up, fearing the worst. "Yeah?"

"Did you want to go?"

Go where? Had she missed an entire conversation? Her cheeks reddened at the thought and she tried to smile at him again. "Sorry, what did you say?"

"I said," he repeated, looking amused by her expression, "that my friends and I are going four-wheeling today and I was wondering if you wanted to come."

Addie almost said yes. It took all she had in her to bite her tongue and think for a minute. Four-wheeling? Any kind of sport made her want the run the other way… she wasn't good at physical kind of things like that. Once she got on that four-wheeler, she would make a fool of herself. Would it be worth spending time with Matt then?

She glanced at his patiently waiting, beautiful face.

Yes, it definitely would.

She leaned forward and sighed. "Okay, I'll go." He smiled. "But, I'm telling you right now. Remember what you like about me… I'm bound to make a fool of myself on those things."

Matt laughed. "It's not about being good… trust me. As long as you have fun today, you'll be just fine. What time do you get off?"

"In a little over an hour," she answered, glancing at the clock. Why couldn't she be off now?

"So, would picking you up at around two give you enough time to get changed into something older? Not to scare you, but if you where clothes you'll like, you most likely won't be able to wear them again."

"That's fine," she assured him. "I'll see you then."

Matt began to back up. "Great. Thanks, Addie."

She nodded as he walked out of the pet shop and was barely able to count to five before Molly came skidding to a stop in front of her, her face entirely excited, as if she was the one going on the date. "You are going to have so much fun!" she squealed, moving over to the side so she could shake her best friend. "Take pictures and lots of them!"

"Oh, sure," Addie muttered. "As I'm falling on my face, I'll make sure I'm taking a ton of pictures."

Molly shoved her. "You know what I mean. And I bet you're going to meet his brother! And his friends! It's only a matter of time until you're famous too."

"No way," she disagreed. "He hasn't even mentioned who he is yet."

"Maybe he thinks you know."

Addie grabbed some of the hamster toys and began to walk toward that area, Molly right behind her. She shrugged as she set them down. "I don't think so." She looked over at the blonde. "I think he thinks I don't have any idea that he's a world famous wrestler."

"Maybe you should tell him you know then."

"I am not doing that," she mumbled. "It'll make things awkward and I don't want to ruin this."

Molly shook her head as they walked into the back storage area. "So, what are you going to do? Pretend for the rest of your life that you don't know that your husband is world famous?"

The redhead raised an eyebrow. "Husband?"

She grinned. "Just predicting the future."

"You're lucky I'm in a good mood, or I would attack you for that." She sighed, leaning against the wall. "I'll bring it up eventually, but just not right now. I don't want to make anything uncomfortable. If Matt wants to me to know, he'll tell me. I don't think he would pretend that he isn't famous forever. If he's even pretending. I bet he just wants to make sure I'm not trying to get into his pants."

"You obviously aren't," Molly teased, going back to how Addie had not kissed Matt the night before.

"You are asking to get hit today," Addie laughed, pushing Molly forward. "Now help me… what should I wear for this kind of thing… I'm thinking something cute…"

"Addie, you're going four-wheeling," Molly reminded her. "Not to the mall. Wear old jeans and a t-shirt."

"But that's not cute." The redhead pouted.

"Obviously."

She rolled her eyes as she pulled some boxes toward the door. "I just hope I don't make a fool of myself. I never met his friends before. I hope they're nice."

"I'm sure they are. Just remember, this time it's important to show that you're confident. Get him alone at some point and make his tongue tired." Molly's eyes were lit up at the idea in her head and she couldn't hold back a grin as Addie glared at her. "What?"

"Molly," she whined.

Molly smiled again. "Just know that I'm rooting for you and that's all that matters."

-

After another horrible three hours with Arthur, he told her to go home and she did so quickly. She walked to the doors of Shannon's shop, seeing him interacting with a customer who was excited. The girl's eyes were lit up as she talked quickly while waving her hands and jumping up and down.

Interested, she opened the door. Shannon looked up cautiously as she walked in and put up a finger. The girl turned around at this and looked at her. "Is that your girlfriend?" the girl asked anxiously. "Is she, Shannon?"

Shannon looked at the girl before him and then back at Ella. It seemed he was trying to decide what to say that wouldn't upset the excited girl. "Well…"

"No? Oh, good." The girl smiled at Ella and turned her back quickly to Shannon once more. "It's just a pleasure to meet you and I've wanted to meet you for years now. Many, many years."

"Ella?" Shannon said quietly. "Can you wait for me in the back?"

"Sure," she muttered.

He looked grateful as she walked toward the office area and closed the door behind her. She could still hear the girl's voice through the walls and rolled her eyes. She didn't even know her and she wanted to throw something at the girl. Why couldn't she leave Shannon alone? And who was she? An ex? No… but who?

A few minutes later, Shannon opened the door and smiled apologetically. "Sorry about that. Excited customer."

She shrugged. "I see. So… what are your plans for the rest of the day?"

She followed him back into the main shop and waited for him to answer. He turned to her without an expression. Then, it spread into a wide smile. "How would you like to go four wheeling with some friends of mine today? My friend just bought a few new ones and he wants to test them out on his property. It'll be fun… just a few people."

Ella tried to hold back an answer. When she was younger, she loved to go four wheeling with her ex and it had been such a long time since she had. "Well…"

"Or you could sit in my house with the dogs."

She rolled her eyes. "I don't get much of a choice, do I?"

"Nope."

"I'll go."

Shannon laughed as she made a face while he got the things he needed to bring home. It was quiet for a moment in the shop until he turned back around and found her staring at him with interest.

"What?"

"I just wanted to say thank you for before," she said softly. "I needed that push from you. I just really don't know how to say it, but I appreciate at it."

"Not a problem." He pulled his keys from his pocket. "You've had a rough past few days. I understand."

She nodded as they walked to his car and climbed inside. When it had grown quiet again, she added with a smile, "And don't expect me to say that kind of things often. Appreciate that too."

He rolled his eyes. "I see you're back."

"Shannon, I never left." She grinned at him and turned up the radio, blasting a song that he had never heard before. But she seemed to know every word as she sang along with the window wide open. Her hair blew as the North Carolina wind picked up; leaving some in her face, and making him believe she was more beautiful than ever.

The next chapter should be up soon. I really think that one is gonna be fun to write. Anyway... Read and review!