Loving in Lee's World

by Katariina Sofia

Lee's brother is a new wrestler in WWE, that means Lee is on the fast track of meeting everyone, but what happens when she starts falling for the Scottish Champ, Drew McIntyre, and someone else comes to her rescue? R&R Thx

12. The Meeting

Lee was still at the island when Donna and Sara got home.

"What's up?" asked Donna.

"Michael said I had a meeting at three o'clock with Vince," said Lee.

"Are you going?" asked Sara.

"Don't know," said Lee.

"Well, just in case you do go, I will go pick out your outfit," said Sara walking off.

"Great," said Lee.

"She means well," laughed Donna. "Come one. We better stop her before you look like her."

"I agree," laughed Lee.

Donna and Lee spent the next hour and a half trying to control Sara. At the end of it all, all of Lee's clothes had been thrown around the room and one outfit lay on the bed.

"At least she knew to go with pants," laughed Donna.

"True. But I'm not wearing the tube top," said Lee tossing it aside and finding a Mötley Crüe shirt.

As Sara sat on the bed, there was a knock at the front door.

"I'll get it," said Sara skulking out of the room.

"Let's fins my black boots, then I will get ready," said Lee moving a pile of clothes.

"Lee, there is a car here for you," shouted Sara up the stairs.

"Okay. Twenty minutes," shouted Donna.

Lee got dressed and Donna started on her hair. Donna put red extensions in Lee's naturally black hair, before pulling it into a ponytail.

"Make up or no make up?" asked Donna.

"Make up," said Lee.

Donna only did eyeliner and eye shadow. The base color was a neutral beige, then black, and red accents. The final touch was a light lip gloss.

Lee stood up and did a once over in the mirror. She had on her autographed Mötley Crüe shirt, her black rocker jeans, and her black boots that went halfway up her calf.

"I think I'm ready for a concert," laughed Lee.

"Better than nothing," said Donna. "Come on."

Donna followed Lee down the stairs. Standing at the front door was the driver.

"Miss McEwen," said the driver opening the front door.

Lee walked through saying her goodbyes as she went. Instead of finding a limo or a nice car, there was a 1967 Camaro SS, candy apple red.

"I figured you would want to show up in style," said the driver. "Since you haven't been in it in a few years."

"Jason! You ass!" said Lee hugging the youngest brother.

"Come on. You're driving," he said tossing her the keys.