"Since the guys aren't being very polite, I think I've got to introduce myself. I'm Joanie," she smiled extending her hand.
"I know. I've been a fan of yours since you got here! I'm Amy, if you don't already know," she smiled back.
"IRVINE! YOU GOT YOUR ASS KICKED BY A GIRL?!" someone hollered from the ramp entrance.
"Geez, word gets around fast," Chris shook his head. Steve came walking down the ramp with a huge smile plastered on his lips.
"Congrats, Amy, word has it that you beat Chris without breaking a sweat," Steve grinned.
"Well, I don't mean to brag, but yeah. I did," Amy laughed. Her laughter was music to his ears. He looked at her with admiration and a newfound respect. Not only could she hold her own against an opponent, and a male one at that, but she had Steve, along with everyone else that she met, wrapped around her finger. She really was a special person, and he had to get to know her better. Something told him that there was more than meets the eye with Amy. And he wanted to know everything there was to know about her.
"After the show tonight, you guys wanna hit a club, or something?" Chris suggested.
"Yeah totally!" Amy nodded her head eagerly.
"Sure, haven't done that in a while. I gotta get my groove on!" Adam grinned shaking his tush and doing a little dance for everyone.
"I'll go but only if he promises never to do that again," Jay answered looking away and rolling his eyes.
"Same thing goes here," Matt nodded his head.
"I don't know... we've got a match tonight..." Jeff answered a bit hesitant.
"Oh, c'mon man. You know it'll be fun," Paul coaxed.
"Yeah, you know you want to," Joanie said.
"Well, since I'm in such demand, I guess I'll have to go," Jeff sighed melodramatically.
"Steve, what about you?" Adam asked.
"I'm too old for the kinda stuff," Steve replied shaking his head.
"Just come, Steve! Pwease? You can bring a special miss with you..." Amy wiggled her eyebrows. And everyone knew that Steve was going to be coming with them.
"Aw, alright. You aint got to be beggin me," Steve sighed.
"We'll meet at the hotel an hour after the show, okay?" Chris said.
"Agreed."
*Later on that night*
"Yo Chris! Where we going tonight?" Matt asked.
"I've got a friend here and he told me about this place down by the docks," Chris replied. Everyone had arrived except for Amy, Joanie, Paul, Steve and Jeff.
"What's it called?" Adam asked.
"The Docks."
"What's taking them so long?" Jay complained looking at his watch.
"You know how girls can get," Chris responded.
"Pray tell, how can girls get?" Joanie asked towering over the blonde Canadian.
"Umm... well, they take their time so they can look so beautiful. And my, do you look beautiful!" Chris grinned.
"That's what I thought," Joanie nodded her head laughing.
"Could you put the keycard in your purse, babe?" Paul asked handing her the small piece of plastic.
"What did I say about calling me babe?" Joanie warned and Paul just smiled and batted his eyes at her. He looked over at the two and smiled. He longed for a relationship like that. The two were very content with each other, and their relationship, and it was obvious to everyone else in the room. They're very close, and are best friends, and so good for each other. Even though Paul would call her little pet names that she said she hated, they all kenw that she secretly loved the affection he showed by calling her 'babe' and the occasional 'honey.'
"Okay, if they don't come in five minutes, I say we leave..." he began but his heart was caught in his throat when he saw her. Amy, who was dressed in black flares and a sweater, earlier, was now in a red leather skirt which showed off her long lean legs, and a black shimmery tube top. Her fiery red hair was being held up by something, but a few loose strands were left framing her beautiful face. "Someone call 911 cuz my heart just stopped."
"Awww! Does our little Canadian Baby have a crush?" Matt teased.
"Ohmigod! HE DOES!" Joanie exclaimed at the realization.
"Shut up!" he hissed as Jeff and Amy approached everyone.
"Amy, you are looking hot!" Chris exclaimed.
"Thanks Chris, you're looking pretty fine yourself," she grinned. A jolt of jealousy went through him, but he calmed down quickly. He didn't have reason to be jealous, it was just a compliment. Wasn't it? "You're all looking pretty fine!"
"You know who else thinks you're looking hot?" Chris grinned evilly but Steve came and saved the day.
"Sorry we took so long. Debbie wouldn't let me leave the room dressed in my t-shirt," Steve interupted.
"I am sorry, but you do not go into a club looking like you just rolled out of bed," the long legged blonde shook her head. "Oh, hello! You must be Amy. Steve has told me so much about you already! I'm Debra!" she smiled warmly when she saw Amy.
"It's a pleasure to meet you. Steve's told me a lot about you too. He doesn't stop, actually," Amy winked over at Steve and he blushed.
"Are we all ready to go?" Chris asked.
"Let's get rollin."