Kevin and Doug waited on edge while I checked if any half-naked bodies were
running around the Diva's locker room. I found one, and the boys would have
loved it. Stacy Keibler was frantically searching in her bag while wearing
sweatpants and a bra. She was mumbling and didn't hear me or Malfoy come
in.
"Stace, could you put a shirt on? I've got two guys drooling over the door."
"Huh? Wah? Oh yeah, I just got here and I think I left my face wash back at the hotel."
I made sure she was completely covered and Malfoy was tied up before opening the door again. Kevin and Dough were inches away and jumped as soon as they saw me. I led them in, making sure they didn't touch anything, and they didn't drool over my stuff. After about 15 minutes of them taking pictures with Stacy and bags (for whatever reason), I shooed them out.
Of course since we were back stage we ran into many superstars. To me this is normal. Some gave me hugs, others said hi and chatted, but most just waved. Like I said after months of living and traveling with my father, this is everyday business. But, these grown guys were going nuts. Jumping up and down taking pictures and blinding many. It was the worst when we ran into HHH and Mr. Bischoff in front of Mr. Bischoff's office. They were in the middle of what looked like an important conversation, but that didn't stop the two winners.
"Wow I love you soo much!"
"I can't believe I'm meeting you!"
It went on like that for a couple more seconds. Then the pictures and autographs were taken. Mr. Bischoff looked very disgruntled when one of them (I still can't get their names right) started hanging on the sleeve of his leather jacket.
"Friends of yours?" HHH asked hiding his chuckles.
"Contest winners," I corrected. He gave a slight nod.
"Listen, dump these two..."he paused watching Mr. Bischoff trying to keep his cool, "where ever they are going, and stop by the dressing room some time tonight. We should talk."
I tilted my head and looked up at the tall man. "Does this have anything to do with Randy?"
"So we don't have to go through the whole 'Come talk to me then I leave you alone with him' crap that he wanted to do?" I kept my stare on him. "Good. So you'll come talk to him?" He turned and faced the jabbering idiots and their pray.
"I never said that."
"Oh come on. The kid has not shut up since he found out that you got dumped by that younger guy. Do all the guys in the locker room a favor," he paused, "mainly me, and talk to him."
"I'll think about it. I just have to get these two off of my hands. They're starting to act like teenyboppers at an boyband concert."
"Leave it to me. I've handled many crazed fans in my years."
He walked up to them and started talking both of them started to get excited and followed him back over too me. A relieved Mr. Bischoff mouthed that I owed him one behind their backs.
I'm going to personally escort them to their front row seats, wanna come?"
We followed him to the entrance to the ring. He whispered under his breath that I should be his bodyguard. Like I can protect him from the drunken people of this city. But I went along. He handed me a pair of shades and we were ready to enter the half-filled bowl of the arena. Screams were heard all around us as flashes went off. I, enjoying every minute of it, slapped the hands of women off of HHH's arms and body. Once the two little hound dogs found their seats, we said our good byes and ran back to the safety of backstage. I started to turn left realizing that I left Malfoy with Stacy, when he put his hands on my shoulders and turned me right.
"I did you a favor, now do me one"
I was pushed kicking and screaming (okay, not really) to a small room that some of the boys used as a locker room. Its not that I don't like Randy, I adore the man. And the tattoos drove me crazy, that's why we almost started something before. After Jeff left I didn't hang around with many people, until he invited me to dinner. I don't know if we were tired or if it was his half-opened shirt, but some reason we kissed. After that, I dated guys my own age. I hoped he had gotten over it, but the direction I was headed told me he hadn't. He knocked, made sure Randy was in there, then pushed me in. Randy was wearing his tight little shorts and an Evolution T-shirt. He was startled by my entrance, but said nothing, just looked at me. I made the first move. "Um, hi." Yeah that was my big move.
"Hey, I was just about to go find you. How have you been?"
"Good, I guess," I slid my hands in my back pockets and looked around me trying not to make eye contact. "What did you want to talk to me about?"
"Nothing really. I just wanted to talk. We haven't really said anything to each other since..."
"Yeah," I said stopping him. Most girls would go nuts in my situation, but for some reason my shoes looked very interesting at the moment, but I could feel that he never took his eyes off of me.
"Listen," he said rubbing his jaw line, "I have to go and do my match, but can we still talk?"
"Yeah, sure. Later?" It was the first time I had made eye contact with him that night. I took a short breath in and smiled.
"Dinner?"
"Yeah."
He backed out of the room, but before the door had closed all the way he stuck his head back in. "Hey, do you want to watch my match?" There was a slight nervous tone when he asked.
I threw my hands up. "I don't see why not," came out as I slightly smiled. In return he gave a wide grin showing his top teeth.
With an out streched hand he told me to 'come on'. After rethinking for a second I took his hand and followed him out. I have no idea what I have just agreed to.
"Stace, could you put a shirt on? I've got two guys drooling over the door."
"Huh? Wah? Oh yeah, I just got here and I think I left my face wash back at the hotel."
I made sure she was completely covered and Malfoy was tied up before opening the door again. Kevin and Dough were inches away and jumped as soon as they saw me. I led them in, making sure they didn't touch anything, and they didn't drool over my stuff. After about 15 minutes of them taking pictures with Stacy and bags (for whatever reason), I shooed them out.
Of course since we were back stage we ran into many superstars. To me this is normal. Some gave me hugs, others said hi and chatted, but most just waved. Like I said after months of living and traveling with my father, this is everyday business. But, these grown guys were going nuts. Jumping up and down taking pictures and blinding many. It was the worst when we ran into HHH and Mr. Bischoff in front of Mr. Bischoff's office. They were in the middle of what looked like an important conversation, but that didn't stop the two winners.
"Wow I love you soo much!"
"I can't believe I'm meeting you!"
It went on like that for a couple more seconds. Then the pictures and autographs were taken. Mr. Bischoff looked very disgruntled when one of them (I still can't get their names right) started hanging on the sleeve of his leather jacket.
"Friends of yours?" HHH asked hiding his chuckles.
"Contest winners," I corrected. He gave a slight nod.
"Listen, dump these two..."he paused watching Mr. Bischoff trying to keep his cool, "where ever they are going, and stop by the dressing room some time tonight. We should talk."
I tilted my head and looked up at the tall man. "Does this have anything to do with Randy?"
"So we don't have to go through the whole 'Come talk to me then I leave you alone with him' crap that he wanted to do?" I kept my stare on him. "Good. So you'll come talk to him?" He turned and faced the jabbering idiots and their pray.
"I never said that."
"Oh come on. The kid has not shut up since he found out that you got dumped by that younger guy. Do all the guys in the locker room a favor," he paused, "mainly me, and talk to him."
"I'll think about it. I just have to get these two off of my hands. They're starting to act like teenyboppers at an boyband concert."
"Leave it to me. I've handled many crazed fans in my years."
He walked up to them and started talking both of them started to get excited and followed him back over too me. A relieved Mr. Bischoff mouthed that I owed him one behind their backs.
I'm going to personally escort them to their front row seats, wanna come?"
We followed him to the entrance to the ring. He whispered under his breath that I should be his bodyguard. Like I can protect him from the drunken people of this city. But I went along. He handed me a pair of shades and we were ready to enter the half-filled bowl of the arena. Screams were heard all around us as flashes went off. I, enjoying every minute of it, slapped the hands of women off of HHH's arms and body. Once the two little hound dogs found their seats, we said our good byes and ran back to the safety of backstage. I started to turn left realizing that I left Malfoy with Stacy, when he put his hands on my shoulders and turned me right.
"I did you a favor, now do me one"
I was pushed kicking and screaming (okay, not really) to a small room that some of the boys used as a locker room. Its not that I don't like Randy, I adore the man. And the tattoos drove me crazy, that's why we almost started something before. After Jeff left I didn't hang around with many people, until he invited me to dinner. I don't know if we were tired or if it was his half-opened shirt, but some reason we kissed. After that, I dated guys my own age. I hoped he had gotten over it, but the direction I was headed told me he hadn't. He knocked, made sure Randy was in there, then pushed me in. Randy was wearing his tight little shorts and an Evolution T-shirt. He was startled by my entrance, but said nothing, just looked at me. I made the first move. "Um, hi." Yeah that was my big move.
"Hey, I was just about to go find you. How have you been?"
"Good, I guess," I slid my hands in my back pockets and looked around me trying not to make eye contact. "What did you want to talk to me about?"
"Nothing really. I just wanted to talk. We haven't really said anything to each other since..."
"Yeah," I said stopping him. Most girls would go nuts in my situation, but for some reason my shoes looked very interesting at the moment, but I could feel that he never took his eyes off of me.
"Listen," he said rubbing his jaw line, "I have to go and do my match, but can we still talk?"
"Yeah, sure. Later?" It was the first time I had made eye contact with him that night. I took a short breath in and smiled.
"Dinner?"
"Yeah."
He backed out of the room, but before the door had closed all the way he stuck his head back in. "Hey, do you want to watch my match?" There was a slight nervous tone when he asked.
I threw my hands up. "I don't see why not," came out as I slightly smiled. In return he gave a wide grin showing his top teeth.
With an out streched hand he told me to 'come on'. After rethinking for a second I took his hand and followed him out. I have no idea what I have just agreed to.
