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"Ugh…"
The bright light of the sun through the cracked window of the hotel room shone onto the two occupants. Neither of them were anywhere close to awake, yet the invasive music that pierced the silence was enough to snap at least one of them out of their seeming endless slumber.
There you go, face deep in the camera. Microphone in your hand.
Sophia's phone kept on playing the 'dashing' song despite her prayers to silence them. Groaning and rolling over to her other side to face the night stand, Sophia reached for her phone and pressed the answer button. Finally the noise had stopped.
Sighing loudly, Sophia spoke. "Hello…?"
"Hey Soph!" Cody Rhodes shouted chipperly into his end of the phone.
Sophia on the other hand was not as excited to hear his voice. Waking up one of the most important Diva's in the WWE was never a good idea. The term 'Hell hath no wrath like a woman scorned' comes to mind in a situation like this.
"Hello…? You awake?" Cody questioned, braking Sophia out of her anger trance.
"…Fuck you asshole…"
"Woah woah woah! No need to get all moody with me! Randy said he tried to call you but you didn't answer."
"Randy never called me." Sophia said quickly, checking her phone just to make sure she hadn't missed her older brother's call.
"Oh… well then I guess he didn't want to be the one to wake you up…"
"You think?"
"Anyway, you should start getting ready. As you know the arena's far away and there's a rumor going around that Teddy Long's going to put you in a match tonight."
"A match?" Sophia asked quizzically, now more interested in the conversation with her long time friend. "Against who?"
"We don't know. But it could just be a rumor."
Sophia sighed. "Alright… I'll wake Maryse up and start getting ready."
"Okay. Sorry to wake you Soph."
"It's fine Codes. Just call Randy back and tell him he's an asshole."
Cody let out a small chuckle on the other side of the line, which of course caused Sophia to smile.
"Will do. See you soon."
"Kay, bye Cody."
Sophia then hung up the phone and tossed it gently back on to the night stand next to her. She then proceeded to sit up and stretch out her limbs. Rubbing her eyes, she turned her attention to the young French-Canadian still peacefully sleeping next to her. She noticed that Maryse's hair was disheveled, but still looked almost flawless. Stands of hair were covering her face and the crème blankets they shared were tightly wrapped around her body, concealing it from the cool room air.
Sophia leaned over, then slowly and gently shook the woman awake.
"'Ryse… Hey Maryse, wake up."
Maryse only grumbled in French and curled up tighter in her ball of blankets.
"'Ryse! Let's go you hoebag! I'm not playing with you! We have to get ready for Smackdown tonight."
Once again, Maryse grumbled, but this time she rolled over onto her other side and faced the 24 year old, her bright blue eyes shining in the sunlight.
"Did you just call me… a 'hoebag?'
Sophia smiled. "Yes. I would have said it in French but unfortunately my dialog isn't that great in foreign languages."
Maryse scowled and sat up on the edge of her bed, rubbing the sleepys out of her eyes with the back of her hands.
Almost simultaneously, both girls stood up on their ends of the bed and looked at each other questioningly. Only one question entering their minds… who would get the bathroom first.
Before Maryse could even open her mouth, Sophia spoke first.
"Dibs!"
Sophia sprinted into the bathroom and slammed the door behind her, just barely able to stop a panicked Maryse into entering the room along with her.
Sophia held the door shut with all her weight, feeling the French-Canadian doing the same on the other end, only trying to push it open.
"Ouvrez cette porte avant de me le casser!" Maryse shouted in her native tongue, flailing at the door with all of her limbs.
Sophia was just barely able to grab the lock on the door handle and safely lock herself in the bathroom, or more importantly, lock Maryse out.
A few moments later, Sophia heard the other blonde shout and stomp away from the door, obviously angry. Smiling to herself in satisfaction, Sophia then undressed herself, set the shower to its appropriate temperature, and hopped in, welcoming the hot water to wash over her body.
A half and hour into her morning, Sophia finished with her shower and quickly dried herself off with the hotel towel, knowing Maryse was probably dying to get in. The 24 year old wrapped one towel around her body and another around her wet hair.
Sophia took a step out of the door with caution, know Maryse might jump her on the way into the bathroom. Cautiously, she peered around the room, but surprisingly, there was no sign of Maryse. Actually, there wasn't a sign of anything!
Maryse and the luggage, including her own, had all disappeared. The bed was neatly made, every single item of clothing Maryse had laying around was all gone.
"Maryse?"
Not a single sound. The room was so empty, Sophia was sure she heard her voice echo from off the walls. Panic finally setting in that she had no idea where her clothes were, Sophia ran around the room, checking to see if Maryse had hid her luggage somewhere in the room. She had no luck.
Eventually, after 10 minutes of frightened searching, Sophia found a tiny Post-It note on the lamp shade on the night stand where her phone had once been. It read:
"Bonjour! Hope you had a wonderful shower, darling. I hope you don't mind, but I borrowed your clothes and phone. I took them with me to one of the superstars rooms down the hall. If you want your stuff back, you have to come and find it. Bonne chance, Mademoiselle. Stay Sexy -Maryse"
"Ugh… Karma's a bitch…" Sophia grumbled to herself. Not only did she have to go and sure for he clothes, only covered by a towel, but she had no phone to ask around who could be hiding them. Great.
Sophia dashed for the door, but once she got there, she slowly peeked out through the crack she had opened, checking to make sure there was no one wondering in the halls that could see her practically naked. Not only that, but she had no idea which superstars had which rooms, so she could ultimately stubble across any superstar at any time.
After seeing that the coast was clear, Sophia jumped out into the hallway and sprinted towards the door next to hers. She ferociously knocked on the door, trying to keep her towel up and her head down, hoping that if anyone were to stubble across her, that her identity would be hidden.
Sophia kept knocking until she heard footsteps coming towards the door, and even then, she kept knocking. As the door handle clicked, Sophia began to panic even more, not knowing who could be the occupant of this particular room.
As soon as the door opened just the slightest, Sophia practically pounced on the door, forcing it open and throwing the person behind it back into the room.
Sophia quickly slammed the door shut once she entered and stood in front of it, almost as if she was being chased by some ax murderer.
The occupant on the other hand, was clearly and utterly confused. His face was in pure disbelief at the sight before him. A young woman in her early twenties had forcefully entered his room in nothing but a towel to cover her up. In his youth, this would be a dream come true, too bad he was married.
"So-Sophia?" The man stuttered. "I-I know you used to have a crush on me when you were little but… but I'm married now, remember?"
Sophia's nostrils flared and her blood rushed quickly to her face.
"Shut up Chris! It's not what it looks like!"
Chris Jericho couldn't help but stare in awe at what was before him. It's not every day that a beautiful young girl comes into his room in nothing but a towel.
"You know, if Randy caught you coming on to me like this-"
"I'M NOT COMING ON TO YOU!" Sophia shouted while stomping her foot like a small child.
"Then… what are you doing-"
"Maryse stole my clothes!" Sophia complained, walking over to Chris' already made bed and sitting down on the edge. She looked at Chris with a distressed little girl look and waited for him to sit next to her. He put a reassuring arm over her shoulder as if telling her to explain. "We both woke up at the same time and we looked at each other. I called dibs on the bathroom and ran into the room before she could. As revenge she hid my clothes in one of the guy's rooms and I have to go find it…"
The man known as Y2J tried his best to hold in his chuckles, but Sophia noticed them right away. She sent him a 'that's not funny' look and he quickly settled himself down.
"Well I'm sorry to disappoint you baby girl but I don't have your stuff."
Sophia sighed. "It's okay… with Maryse it's never that easy."
"So I've heard. When you mess with the bull-"
"You get the horns. I know I know… you tell me that all the time..."
Chris smiled and gave Sophia a small hug with his arm around her shoulder. Sophia then stood up and turned to face the man she thought of as a friend since she was born.
"Do you have any idea where she would take my clothes?"
"I haven't the slightest clue. Here. Call her." Chris reached for his phone and handed it to the distraught woman in front of him. She smiled wide and quickly dialed Maryse's number.
"Allô?"
"Where are my clothes!" Sophia shouted, causing Chris to jump a little in surprise.
"Sophia? It seems you've begun the hunt, non?"
"Oh cut the crap,'Ryse and give me my clothes!"
"Aw but where's the fun in that?"
"Maryse… I need to get ready to go! It's…" Sophia looked over at the clock and saw that it was almost 4 o'clock. Dang, how long did they sleep in? "4 o'clock! I'm sorry I took your shower but I really need to get ready and I might have a match tonight!"
Maryse sighed and seemed to be conversing with people around her, but Sophia was unable to tell who it was behind all the mumbling.
"Fine. I'm in your's and Alex's room. All your stuff is over here."
The 24 year old smiled with satisfaction. "Thank you."
Without another word, Sophia hung up the phone and handed it back over to Chris, a smile clearly evident on her face.
"I take it you found your stuff…?" Chris asked, more as a statement than a question.
Sophia let her pearly whites show as she smiled wide. "Yes. Yes I did. Thank you for your help Mr. Jericho."
As Sophia began to walk towards the door, Chris jumped beside her and held it open very gentleman like. He smiled and signaled with his arm that she could leave as she pleased.
"Trust me… I was my pleasure. Anytime you want to stop by with just a towel on just come-"
"Good bye, Chris."
Sophia speed walked down the hallway leaving Chris with just a shrug of the shoulders and a smile on his face. He watched as Sophia left, curious to see which room she would go into. He just shook his head and chuckled.
"I hope my kids never do that to each other…"
Sophia quickly made her way down the hall towards Alex's room, which they shared. Unfortunately, she did not have a room key, seeing as though it was with her purse which Maryse had taken with her.
She rapidly knocked on the door and waited impatiently for someone to answer. It wasn't long before a certain French-Canadian opened the door with a smirk playing across her lips. Oh how she must have enjoyed this…
"Why Sophia, how nice of you to stop by." Maryse said, her accent thick as always.
Sophia pushed the door open and looked frantically around the room for her clothes. Seeing that they were stacked up against the wall next to the bed, Sophia sighed with relief.
She walked in towards her clothes after Maryse had shut the door, and almost leaped on her bags like they were in danger of falling off a cliff. With a smile on her face, the youngest Orton dug through her clothes and grabbed her wrestling tights, jeans and a nice Chris Jericho t-shirt, in honor of his help, and headed towards the bathroom to change.
But, for Sophia Orton, life is NEVER that easy. Standing in her way, blocking her path was the Varsity Villain Alex Riley.
His smile was wide, his arms crossed over his chest. It was obvious that he was undressing Sophia with his eyes; he wasn't even trying to hide it.
As he looked her up and down, his thoughts were running wild. He had always thought that Sophia was a gorgeous, stunningly beautiful woman, but this was just unbearable for a hormone raging man like himself.
At first, Alex was planning on making some witty comment to the young lady, but upon seeing Sophia, he was speechless. Somehow, she always seemed to do that with him.
Sophia raised her eyebrow and waited for Alex to say something. Thinking her towel had slipped or something, Sophia checked over every inch of her body making sure nothing important was exposed.
"Are you going to say something…?"
Alex shook the cobwebs out of his head and tried to process all that was in front of him. A beautiful women, in a towel, who he could feel he was beginning to have feelings for, was waiting for him to answer. What in the hell was he supposed to say.
"Alex…? Are you in there?"
Sophia snapped her fingers in front of his face, trying to snap him out of whatever trance he was in.
"W-Wha? Ummm… yea? You look… naked…"
Maryse, who had been surprising silent for the longest time, finally couldn't take it, and busted out laughing. She knew Alex was at a loss for words, but this was just too much.
Sophia giggled, knowing just as well as Maryse did that Alex was stumbling over this thoughts. She patted his shoulder as if giving a small child a 'good effort' speech, and walked off into the bathroom.
After hearing the door click shut, Maryse continued laughing, only louder. Alex's blood quickly rushed to his cheeks and he hung his head low in shame. That was probably the biggest most epic fail he had ever said to a girl in his life!
"Y-You… you look naked! Hahahaha!"
Maryse walked over to the couch behind where Alex was standing. Sitting down, Maryse continued to laugh and turned on the TV and flipped to the Ellen Degeneres show.
Alex shook his head like a sad puppy and plopped down next to Maryse, causing the couch to screech in protest. He leaned over put his head in his hands and mumbled to no one in particular.
"You look naked? What the hell was I thinking!"
"I don't know. Probably nothing at all."
Alex glared in Maryse's direction before leaning back onto the couch.
"I have no idea why I can't say anything right around her. It's like, she steals the words right out of my mouth…"
Maryse could hear the distress in Alex's voice, and turned around so that she was facing him. She sat Indian style and looked at the older man's look of shame.
"Okay, look Alex. Not to get all Dr. Phil on you here, but it's obvious you like her." Upon hearing this, Alex snapped his head up and looked directly into Maryse's blue eyes. Before he could say anything, Maryse held up her hand to stop him. "Let me finish. She told me everything that went on between you two over the last few days. No man would help Sophia the way you did unless they really liked her."
Alex sighed and looked down that the floor, hoping that any answers to the questions in his head were written in the fabric.
"I don't know… I met her four days ago. And...And usually when I meet a girl, I just hit on her and flirt. But, when I broke up with Melanie as few weeks ago and met Sophia, everything just… just changed. I don't know. Maybe I'm just trying to find someone to take Melanie's place…"
Maryse leaned in closer and placed her hand under Alex's chin, gently forcing him to look at her.
"Is that how you really feel? That Sophia is just a replacement for an ex-girlfriend…?"
Alex didn't say anything, but he once again looked down at the ground with his head resting in his hands. He slowly and discreetly, shook his head no.
"That's what I thought." Maryse said, leaning back so that she was more comfortable. "You like her Alex. Don't be afraid of that."
"How…? How am I supposed to talk to her like a normal human being if ever time I open my mouth I say something wrong or stupid!"
I was blatant that Alex was getting frustrated with himself, unable to come to terms with what he was feeling. Emotions were always more of a girl thing.
"Just be yourself! I saw you guys when you all were training in the ring yesterday. I didn't mean to snoop, but I just couldn't help myself. You and Sophia seemed so natural with each other when your not worried about what she thinks of you."
Alex thought back to yesterday when he, Sophia and Mike were just having a good time training in the ring. He smiled at the memory.
"See…?" Maryse continued. "You had fun. Just be yourself. Sophia wont judge you… she's not that kind of girl."
Alex looked over to Maryse and nodded. Part of him was thankful for their little talk, the other happy that the awkward girl conversation was over. He looked up into her eyes and smiled.
"Yeah… thanks Maryse."
Maryse smiled back and nodded before turning back to the Ellen show, one of her favorite programs.
"So… what's going on with you and Mike?"
If Maryse would have been drinking anything, she would have surely spit it out. Not only was that a blunt and somewhat invasive personal question, but it was one to which she did not know the answer.
"It's obvious you guys like each other." Alex continued. "You text all the time and he looks at you like a love sick puppy. Just go out already!"
"It's not that simple!" Maryse snapped, throwing her hands up in the air. Alex jumped at the sudden movement. "You and Sophia keep pestering me about Mike and I, and I don't even know what's going on! I like him, okay! Is that what you want to hear! I like Mike Mizanin!"
Maryse froze after her rant was over, in complete disbelief at what she had just confessed. She looked over at Alex, who's face was void of any expression. She couldn't read what he was thinking, which was usually an easy task for the young woman.
Alex continued to look at her, trying to understand what was so complicated about it. To him, and everyone else, Mike and Maryse liked each other, the only ones who couldn't see it were those two.
Trying to think of a way to calm down Maryse, Alex reached in his pocket and pulled out his BlackBerry. He scrolled through his phone and click on a specific strain of messages before handing it to the blonde next to him.
"Here. Read this. It's from Mike. He sent it to me the other day."
Maryse hesitantly held the phone between her manicured fingernails and read the conversation between the two men silently to herself.
Mike : hey man. I need 2 ask you something.
Alex : shoot
Mike : do u think if i asked ryse to dinner she would say yea?
Alex : dude probly! U like her dontcha? its clear man.
Mike : yea… I do. I txt her all the time but idk if she feels the same.
Alex : do it.
Mike : okay. I just gotta find the rite time. thx :)
The conversation ended without Alex sending Mike a text back. Not only did Maryse smile while she texted, but she smiled when she reads something she likes. And it was no surprise that she liked those messages.
"Told you."
Maryse smiled and practically jumped on Alex, giving him the biggest hug of a life time. Alex almost fell backwards at the sudden hug attack from Maryse.
"Thank you thank you thank you! Ah! I'm so excited!"
The French-Canadian was bouncing with joy on the sofa, a smile tugging on the corners of her lips. Alex just smiled back and rolled his eyes, turning his attention to the television.
At that very moment, Sophia emerged from the bathroom dressed and ready to go. Her hair was up in a ponytail and her Chris Jericho shirt was hugging her skin tightly. Needless to say, she looked amazing.
Sophia noticed the look in Maryse's eyes and raised her eyebrows.
"What did I miss?"
"We had the must intense girl conversation… EVER!" Maryse said, her body language giving off exciting vibes.
Sophia looked at Alex with a 'seriously' look on her face. He just smiled and shrugged his shoulders, not trying to hide it. When Maryse wasn't looking, Alex mouthed 'I'll tell you later.' Sophia nodded in confirmation, not minding the wait.
The duo watched as Maryse grabbed her phone and called up Mike, who was just about to leave the hotel at the time. As the phone was ringing, Maryse took several deep breaths and tried to act as cool as possible.
"Allô? Mike? …Yea, I'm good, you? …that's good. Hey, I was wondering if I could ride with you to the arena… really, are you sure? I don't want to be a hassle… you are too sweet. I'll see you in a few… you too… Ciao."
Sophia watched as the conversation continued between Mike and Maryse. She noticed from behind the French-Canadian that Alex was wiggling his eyebrows seductively, pointed towards Maryse. Sophia giggled.
Maryse quickly grabbed her bags and packed her things. She raced towards the door without even looking back.
"Riding to the arena with Mike. See you later!"
Sophia didn't even get a chance to say goodbye before she heard the door slam and Maryse's footsteps fade off into the distance.
Alex just shrugged his shoulders, not exactly sure what happened, and turned his focus to the television once again. Sophia sat down next to him, sitting Indian style much like Maryse had a few moments ago. The 24 year old watched along side Alex as Ellen danced around the studio in normal Ellen fashion, and began to interview the stars of the upcoming movie, Dear John.
"Holy cow I want to see this movie so bad!"
Alex turned towards Sophia and noticed the intense, excited look on her face. He used the remote to turn it up.
"What's it about?" He asked curiously.
"It's about a girl who meets this boy who is on leave from Iraq. They fall in love until he is sent back. It's supposed to be one of the cutest love stories of all time. A spin-off of the Notebook."
Alex just nodded nonchalantly, not really interested in the chick flick.
After the show was over, Alex checked his watch and realized it was already 5 o'clock. He turned off the TV and stretched out his limbs, ready to leave to the arena.
"We should get going. It takes two hours to get there and we don't want to miss any part of the show." Alex said, grabbing his phone, wallet and car keys before shoving them in his back pocket.
Sophia nodded and mimicked Alex, only she walked over to her bags and wheeled them closer to the door. She pulled out her phone, but only to stare at is quizzically, not knowing who exactly would be giving her a ride. She was never one to drive by herself.
Sensing that Sophia needed some help, Alex quickly thought on his toes and took advantage of the moment before him.
"If you need a ride, you can come with me. Since Mike's taking Maryse, I'll be alone… that is, unless you come with me?"
Sophia smiled. "Sure thanks. I appreciate the help."
Alex and Sophia grabbed their bags and headed out to Alex's rental car. They passed a few other superstars on the way and gave their greetings, and good lucks for tonight. Chris Jericho was one of those people and he smiled upon realizing that Sophia was wearing one of his old shirts. Alex was kind enough to carry most of the bags to lighten Sophia's load, which she kindly accepted.
The car ride for the most part was pretty silent. Not really an awkward one, but one more peaceful. The only real noise in the car was the radio, currently playing Ke$ha's new song, 'Blow.'
Sophia noticed Alex's fingers tapping to the beat on the steering wheel, she smiled.
"I would have never taken you for a Ke$ha kinda person." Sophia finally said.
Alex took a quick glance from the road to the young lady next to him.
"Well yea! She wakes up in the morning felling like P-Diddy!"
Sophia laughed and watched as Alex lip sing to the song, squirming in his seat the best he could in an attempt to dance with a seatbelt on. She never realized about funny Alex could be when he's not being pressured to train hard or tired from traveling city to city. It was quite comforting to the young women.
After the song had ended, the two continued on with casual conversation, such as where the grew up, who their hero was when they were little, favorite bands and songs. It turns out, they had quite a bit in common, but not too much. Just enough where they could agree on a few things, but tease each other about others.
"What's your favorite football team?" Sophia asked.
"College or Pro?"
"Pro."
"The Ravens."
"Oh PLEASE tell me your kidding!"
"I'm dead serious!" Alex insisted. "I'm from Fairfax, Virginia! There are no football teams from there and Baltimore is the closest we got, so of course they're my favorite."
"God… know wonder your so screwed up… your football team sucks!"
"They do not! Well who's your favorite then? Hmmmmm?"
"Pittsburg Steelers all the way!"
"Oh God! I think I just threw up in my mouth a little." Alex then pretended to throw up in his mouth.
Sophia's mouth was ajar in shock. She playfully punched Alex in the arm, not enough so that he would lose control of the car, but hard enough so that it hurt.
"OW! Don't abuse the driver!" Alex teased. "We could get in an accident."
"Then maybe you should drive better."
"Touché."
They both laughed and looked at the clock. It was just about 6:30, meaning they would be reaching the arena in about a half an hour. As the car quieted down again, the duo just enjoyed the comfort of each other's presence.
Alex really wanted to talk to Sophia, he felt like he could be himself around her, now that the awkward tension was over. He looked over at the woman next to him when he reached a red light. Sophia was looking out the side window, her blue eyes gleaming in the sunset light. The orange tinted sky lit up the car, allowing Alex to get a good look at Sophia. Her tan skin was radiating in the light and her perfect features seemed to be like something you would see in a magazine. It was almost unreal how beautiful this girl was.
"Hey Soph… can I say something."
Sophia turned her head towards Alex, whose attention was once again back to the road. She noticed his tone had turned from a joking one into a very serious one. This was something she was not used to with this man.
"Sure… what's up?"
Alex sighed, trying to find the words to say. "I just want to say I'm sorry. The first day I met you, I was a total ass and I completely disrespected you. And even today, when you can into the room in nothing but a towel. I should have respected you enough to give you the space and time you needed to get dressed instead to standing in your way. I'm sorry."
Well… that wasn't what she was expecting. A smile tugged on the corners of Sophia's lips.
"Thank you, Alex. That was very sweet of you to say. But, I know you didn't mean those things. I figured it was just your personality to be… well…"
"An asshole?"
"Yea." Sophia giggled. "Anyway, thanks for saying that. It makes everything a lot better knowing for sure that you didn't mean those things you said."
Alex smiled over at Sophia. He couldn't help but stare at the beauty that radiated off of her. She looked absolutely stunning and she didn't even realize it.
He slowly took one hand off of the wheel and placed it down onto hers.
The slight skin to skin contact was enough to send electricity through Sophia's body. His skin was rough and manly, but very gentle at the same time. She smiled and intertwined her fingers with his. His hand almost engulfed hers, but to Sophia, it was a very intimate and protective feeling.
Throughout the rest of the car ride, Sophia and Alex stayed silent, enjoy their small embrace on the arm rest between them. Sophia had had boyfriends before, and same with Alex and his girlfriends, but they never experienced a feeling of unity before like this.
When they reached the arena, Alex never let go of Sophia's hand as he parked the car. He quietly put the car in park and shut it off. For a few moments, neither of them moved, not wanting the moment to fade away into obscurity.
Alex turned around so he was looking at Sophia. As the sky darkened, it only seemed like she was getting more and more beautiful.
They locked eyes and looked into them deeply, trying to see what was hiding behind the façade and looking for how they were really feeling.
Finally, Alex made his move. He reached his free hand to move a stay lock of hair that had fallen out of her ponytail out of Sophia's face. He could see that Sophia almost leaned into his touch, as if wishing the gesture had lasted longer.
Alex starred upon Sophia's lips. They were parted slightly, and her lip gloss allowed them to shine in the light from the sunset. He remembered how they felt, so soft, so luscious.
He began to lean in, moving his hand that had once moved the hair out of Sophia's face, behind her head under her hair. He could feel how silky smooth it was.
Sophia knew what was coming. She had experienced this once before with him. To her, there was no sense in waiting for the inevitable.
Sophia and Alex, at the same time, jumped forward and locked lips in a passionate kiss. Sophia could feel the intensity behind Alex's kiss, knowing how bad he wanted more. And she was not about to stop him.
She opened her mouth, allowing him access. He greatfully accepted.
As they deepened the kiss, it soon became one of the most intimate moments either of them as experienced. Alex ran his fingers through Sophia's hair while Sophia rubbed her hand along Alex's right cheek.
For Sophia, kissing a guy was something very serious and special. She was never one to go out to clubs and party with strange men. She wanted serious relationships and nothing less.
Alex on the other hand was quite different. He was used to kissing girls with this sort of intensity, but they never felt as right as this one did. It felt like his lips belonged on hers, like they were the missing pieces to Sophia's puzzle.
Finally, after a good few moments of heated kisses, both Sophia and Alex parted ways. They looked into each others eyes and could see and feel the lust forming within them.
Sophia smiled and licked her lips. She sent him very seductive, teasing looks before stepping out of the car and into the cool air. Alex just sat there with a satisfactory smirk on his face.
He too then stepped out of the car and popped the trunk to carry the bags. As they made their way into the arena they couldn't help but think of what this was going to mean in the future. Alex prayed internally that nothing would be awkward between them and hopefully things would progress.
"Sophia! Hey Sophia! Hold up a second Playa!"
Sophia and Alex turned around to see a running Theodore Long coming towards them, his arms signaling for them to wait. They stopped and patiently waited for the Smackdown general manager to catch up.
Panting, Teddy Long reached them and put a hand on Alex's arm for leverage. He wasn't exactly the youngest of the crew backstage.
"Are you okay Mr. Long?"
"Oh I'm alright. But thank you Mr. Riley. And please, call me Teddy."
Alex nodded and helped Teddy support himself until he was able to catch his breath.
"Thanks Playa." Teddy continued. "Anyway, as I'm sure you heard Sophia, your going to have a match tonight. Now, I know you're a Raw superstar, but if you were to wrestle tonight, Smackdown ratings would skyrocket!"
Sophia smiled. "I'm flattered Teddy. Who will I be facing?"
"I scheduled for you to face Drew McIntyre. He's excited to finally get in the ring with you."
"As am I with him. Thanks Teddy. I better go get ready."
Sophia and Teddy shook hands before making off down different corridors. Alex followed Sophia, considering he was carrying her bags, and walked her down to Cody's locker room.
Suddenly, both of them heard the pyro go off for the beginning of the show. All the TV's backstage turned on to Smackdown and they could hear Michael Cole and Josh Matthews talking about what's going to happen on the show tonight. Sophia's match was being advertised.
"You're quite the popular one aren't you?" Alex tease.
"Oh you have no idea…"
Sophia opened the door to Cody's locker room and found him in nothing but his boxers. His chiseled chest was shining in the room light and his muscles seemed to be unreal.
"Cody… you really are dashing…"
Cody quickly grabbed his pants and held them up above his boxers, trying to hid himself from her.
"Don't you know how to knock!"
"Nope." Sophia said casually tossing her bags by the door. "Oh chill out Codes, it's nothing I haven't seen before."
Alex snapped his head and confusion and looked at Sophia. She looked just as confused as he did, not realizing what the big deal was about.
"What? We grew up together. It's not as weird as it sounds, I swear!"
Alex couldn't help but feel and ping of jealousy deep within his chest. He knew Cody and Sophia were like brother and sister, but he just wished at he could get as close with her as Cody had.
"Ahem! Excuse me? A little privacy please? I have to get dressed for my match."
Sophia flicked him off with a wave of her wrist and proceeded to walk out the door. Her match would be beginning anytime now so she might as well go over the plan with Drew.
"Fine. Come on Alex let's go. Mr. PrissyPants needs time to change."
Cody stuck his tongue out very child like which was only mimicked by Sophia. She grabbed Alex's large forearm and led him to guerilla position in hopes of finding Drew.
Alex remained silent the whole time. He just followed Sophia around like a lost puppy. Boy was he whipped.
Sophia was able to find Drew, who was waiting at guerilla, and they discussed the plans for the match. Drew was really sweet and generous about fighting Sophia, he was actually quite worried he would hurt her, this being the first time he has ever wrestled a girl. His character on screen was nothing like the man he was in real life. He was a caring, sweet man who was married to Tiffany, a Smackdown Diva. They had been together a little over two years. He was one of the most down to earth guys back in the locker room.
"Don't worry Drew. I've been fighting with guys my whole life. You wont hurt me." Sophia reassured him, tossing a water bottle his way before the match.
"Alright… if you're sure. I don't want to have to hurt ya lass." Drew said, his accent think but his voice soft.
"You couldn't if you tried."
Sophia sent Drew a wink and watched as he walked down the ramp and into the ring. He was booed by almost every single person in the arena, considering his character was a complete Jackass.
Sophia stepped up onto guerilla and started to wiggle around to loosen up her muscles. Her music began to play and she waved towards Alex before heading out. He sent her two thumbs up before she disappeared out into the ring.
Fans were screaming loud as the youngest member of the Orton family skipped down to the ring, a smile present on her face. He stepped in between the top and middle rope and began posing for the fans. Camera flashes were going off like crazy and RKO signs were everywhere. Sophia still couldn't believe that she was able to do something as great as working for the WWE.
Drew slid into the ring and he and Sophia began to stare each other down. The referee asked each competitor if they were ready. Both were. He signaled for the bell to ring.
"Now just wait one moment there, Orton."
Sophia, Drew and the fans in the arena turned to the stage at the top of the ramp. They instantly began to boo. Standing with a cocky smirk on his face was non other than Wade Barrett. Along side him were the other members of Nexus. Justin, Heath, David, Skip, and Tarver.
In between Tarver and Skip stood a terrified Theodore Long. They where hold him by the shoulders and arms so he would make no attempt to run. He looked so afraid, as any man would be.
"Now Orton, I think our general manager Theodore Long here, has something he would like to say to you."
Wade then shoved the microphone forcefully into Teddy's chest, causing a loud 'thump' to echo through the arena. The fans were booing as loud as ever, but Sophia could still hear Wade yell at Teddy to 'Say it! Do it! Now!', whatever 'it' was.
"S-Sophia." Teddy looked at Wade and begged not to do this. But Wade sent him one of his icy glares, stopping Teddy in his tracks. "Sophia. I'm sorry to say this darlin', but I have no choice… Tonight, you will not be facing Drew McIntyre."
Once again the fans booed. Sophia walked over to the edge of the ring and yelled at the Nexus, knowing they were behind this. Sophia could even see that Drew had a look of confusion on his face. He obviously had no idea what was going on.
"Instead," Teddy continued. "You will be facing, each member of the Nexus… one by one…"
Wade laughed medicinally along with the other members of Nexus. Teddy hung his head low in shame, wishing he was strong enough to take them all on and not be so easily manipulated.
Sophia continued to scream and curse at the Nexus, flailing her arms around in anger, at Wade Barrett especially. She stood in a fighting stance and felt the ring shake as Drew exited the ring. This was going to be bad, but Sophia was never one to back down from a fight, even if she was alone.
"…That's not all Sophia…" Teddy held the microphone close to his mouth, but kept his head low. "If you lose to even one of them… you must join… The Nexus.
Bum Bum Bum! What will happen to Sophia? Will she be able to beat every member of Nexus? Will she join them? Whose going to help her?
Sorry that chapter was really long… for some reason I just needed to babble on about details. Hopefully it was still okay.
Thank you all! And if you have any predictions about what will happen, I would love to hear them! :)
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