"Oh, my God!" I screamed as I was thrusted against the wall.
We were competing with Matt next door. Christian took his fists and banged them against the wall. A girl yelled "shut up" to us. This was the second person in one day for me. I knew what I was getting into. Something I shouldn't be getting into. Something that would catch up to me in the end.
We somehow made it back to bed. Both, on our knees. I wrapped my legs around Christian and laughed as he placed me down. I can't do a comparrasion, it's just not right.
"Why does Matt always get the girls?" Jeff asked.
"You'll get one." Edge told me.
"I know who I want." He said.
"So do I." Edge replied. "Don't think I don't know. I have this sixth sense for it."
"So?"
"You don't like the fact that she's banging Christian right now. Or, the fact that she did me this morning."
"Right."
"You have to talk to her about it."
"Talk?"
"Yes, you have to actually talk to a girl." He said. "Imagine that."
"I talk to girls."
"Yeah, but do you really talk to them? No, I know you."
Matt's mystery girl was gone by dawn. As he woke up alone. I woke up the sound of Christian getting his things together. I opened my eyes and saw him.
"I know you don't want a relationship, not with me anyway." He said. "Which is fine. But, I have an idea that will blow everyone's mind down at the WWF."
"Shoot." I said. "I'm open to ideas."
"We just lay it on like we're going out. We can screw, date, whatever, anyone we want to. Just, make it look like this is a couple thing happening. But, not admit or deny it."
I smiled widely. "That is a good idea." I said.
"Isn't it? It would blow everyone's mind. And, it could get us serisouly worked in the act."
"I love the way you think." I said as an sly grin appeared on my face.
"We don't tell anyone about it. We'll see if they can figure it all out."
We made the plans for what we were going to do. It was the perfect set up. And, we could pull this off so easily. Christian said he wouldn't even tell Edge about it. That was big. He left and I went into the shower. Thinking about what I would say to anyone who asks about it. I couldn't admit to anything, but couldn't deny it either.
After my shower, I went, wet hair and all, to the restaurant in the hotel to get a bagel. I saw The Rock there eating with Triple H. I will forever call these guys by their wrestler names. It's a force of habit now.
"Just get out of the shower?" I heard Triple H ask.
"Yup." I answered.
"So, you were with Christian last night." The Rock said pulling a chair out for me. I sat down.
"So, what's it to ya?" I asked.
"Nothing." He said. "Don't go to far."
"I won't." I replied getting up. Then, leaving.
"Don't go to far? Since when do you care?" Triple H asked.
"I care! I am a caring person." He answered. "No, but seriously. I don't want to see her, or anyone, get hurt and mess around with the wrong people."
"You're just so sweet!" Triple H said in a joking manner.
I went back to my room. I saw Edge walking out of his. I kinda felt bad about the whole Christian deal, since they are best friends. I walked up to him.
"Hey." I said.
"Hey." He replied.
"Sup?"
"Not much, you?"
"Nothing, going to eat and dry my hair." I answered.
"Cool."
"Yeah." This was really getting somewhere. "Look, are you cool about what happened last night with me and Christian?"
"Yeah, I'm cool with it. Don't worry. We both know what it was all about. No hard feelings." He said. "It'll take a lot more than that to ruin that friendship."
"I meant with us." I said.
"Oh. Yeah, it's all good, really. I don't hate you for having fun with my friend. And, it will take more than that to ruin our friendship." He made a weak punch at my shoulder and left.
I felt better knowing he was cool with it all. I went back to my room putting something in front of the door so it would stay open a little and I could get some cross ventilation going on. The AC wasn't working well. I put a CD in my CD player and listened and sang along as I dried my hair.
"'November Rain'. Good song." I heard Jeff say.
"God you scared the crap out of me." I said.
"Sorry." He replied.
"Yes, it's a good song. I made this CD myself." I said.
"That hair dye is a good color on you." He told me as he looked at his hair in the mirror.
"Christian's not that bad."
"In what way are you talking about?" He asked.
"Oh, God. You guys are never going to shut up about him or Edge are you?"
"Maybe. Just maybe." He said with a laugh. "But, I have yet to talk to Matt about the girl he had last night."
"I'm very surprised no one else came home with someone."
"Matt always gets the girls." Jeff complained.
"Someone jealous of his older brother?" I asked.
"Ha! No, just saying. I don't mind." He answered.
"There shouldn't be a rivalry with you two. You're too close." I said.
"Very close." He corrected.
"Must be great to have someone like that you can trust on the road with you." I said.
"It is. I never had to worry about finding that someone to trust. I always had one." He replied. "Now, I have found a lot of people I can trust but none are like Matt."
"Siblings are hard to replace."
"You have one?"
"Nah, I'm an only child. Even if I had a sibling I don't think I would have seen much of them."
"Why do you say that?" He asked.
"I was in acting before I could talk, walk, or even crawl. My acting coach was all I knew as a family. I don't know how I managed to graduate, and early. I would do the school thing, do my homework and studies with my acting coach. When school was done and I went to collage, I never sent more than two months at home, still haven't." I answered. "You have this family here, I don't believe strongly in family. Friends are family to me. Without them, I would be nothing."
"You're parents never worried about you?"
"Worry? Ha, why worry? They were jealous of what I had. Their acting was off Broadway. Acting is my God sent. They did minor shows off Broadway. When they knew that I would have more success then they ever had, their interest in me grew less and less. Then, I graduated early. That pissed them off even more. Then, going into wrestling school really blew them over. If they didn't hate me then, they sure did now. But, I don't care what they think about me or of me. This is my life, I live it like I want to."
"You seem to have a good out look on the situation."
"I've had to look positive my whole life." I said.
"It's the best way to look."
"It's not the easiest way. There's been many times when I would want to give up. Throw it all away and try to be normal."
"There's no such thing as normal." He told me. "From what I see, you don't need them. You never have. But, it would be nice to try and patch things up. They are, after all, you're parents and you only get one set."
"I know, I'd like to. I just don't know if it would work out very well. There's this unspoken drama here."
"Unspoken drama?"
"Yeah, like we don't have to talk to each other to know the situation. How dramatic it really is. It's complicated. They don't bother me, I don't bother them."
"You and Christian seemed to have a good night." He said changing the subject.
"This again?"
"Well, I mean it was a competition between you guys and Matt and whatever her name was."
"What do you mean?"
"Me and Edge are in the room right across the hall from the two of you guys. We can hear, we're not deaf. I feel bad for Triple H and Jericho coz they are in the room next to me and Edge. We could hear. I think you and Christian won."
"He added to the noise." I said.
"Tell me about this crush." He brought up. "You mentioned it when you announced that match. Our match I believe. I saw the tape."
"Another thing I'll never live down." I sighed. "Hey, that dude asked first."
"What are you going to do about it?"
"I'm sticking to my word and I will make it public."
"I would be so nervous."
"Oh, I am." I confessed. "Very nervous. But, hey this is the chance I get to be someone different than myself."
"That's how everyone looks at it." He said. "Well, I shouldn't say that. Like, with me, I try to be this alter ego, but that's kinda hard. So, ya mix it in with who you really are. I don't want to give off the wrong vibe, ya know?"
"I hear ya. I don't want to be the next Trish."
"No one wants to be the next Trish." He said. "Want to go for a walk?"
"Sure, I need to get out of here." I replied. "We leave for Florida soon don't we?"
"Yeah, later on." He told me.
I grabbed my shoes and we left. We talked about everything from music to the real world. We shared a conversation, a serious one I thought I couldn't have with him. We laughed and talked.
"I can't wait to get to Florida." I said. "The first day we get there I am going straight to the beach."
"Sounds like a good idea." Jeff said. "Nice way to relax."
"Could be. I want to hit the surf."
"You surf?"
"Not really. I was taught. But, I just wanna hang in the waves." I answered. "Work on my tan."
"We only have three days, again." He said.
"Hey, as long as I can hit the beach, I don't care."
"You're easy to please."
"That's the one thing I want to do. We're flying into Miami right?"
"Right."
"South Beach!"
"I don't want to know what or who you plan to do."
"Oh, lay off." I said. "I am expecting my friend soon so I am going to lay off."
"I hope that friend of yours isn't late." He said, then walking ahead.
I knew something was up. There was a reason why he was brining this up all the time. But, what he said to me scared me. I never put much thought into that. Edge was a spur of the moment deal. Christian, well I and he weren't thinking. A ball grew in my throat as thoughts came into my mind. I looked at Jeff who was waiting to cross the street.
"I don't have to worry." I said once I caught up with him.
"Ya sure?" He asked.
"Yes." I answered. Trying to sound sure.
"C'mon, we gotta head back."
Boy, did the vibe do a 180 then. We were now quiet. Jeff walked at a faster pace than before. I tried to catch up. I didn't know if I should even ask why the mood changed. I had an idea.
"Jeff." I said. He turned around. "What's the deal?"
"I just don't want to see something bad happen to you." He said.
"I'm fine, going to be just fine." I told him.
He smiled a little and said, "just don't take this guy thing too far."
"That's what The Rock said."
"You seem like a responsible girl, a knowledgeable girl. I trust your judgment."
"Good." I said.
We walked back just in time to get our things and leave. We all took a bus to the airport before getting on the plane. On the bus ride over all of us were hyper and off the walls. Singing whatever song popped into our heads.
"Is it always this insane?" I asked Triple H, who was next to me.
"Yeah, usually." He answered with a laugh.
The traffic was rough, making the insanity level on the bus grow. By now bets were being made on who was stronger. Half of us girls were flashing the cars that drove by. I know, it's not exactly the highest maturity level, but we were running out of ideas. I was walking down the alley way with Matt walking my way with a glass of water. The bus hit a bump and that water landed on my white shirt.
"I am so sorry." He said. Then, his head took a dive to the teal bra that was so clearly seen thru that white shirt.
"Dude, you gave me such an idea!" Edge said walking up. "Who here would like to see a wet T-shirt contest?"
"Oh, hell ya!" Jeff said.
"That would be a great idea." Matt said running to refill his cup.
Edge grabbed me, Steph, Tori, and Lita and threw us in the middle of the bus. We didn't care. We welcomed the pitchers of water. Laughing and screaming.
"This is what I want." Christian said. He walked up to me and thrusted his pelvis into mine. I put my hands around his head and played with his hair. He moved in, and a small kiss was made.
"I thought we were faking it?" I asked quietly.
"Right." He answered backing away.
I grabbed him and brought him back. No one even noticed. We were all to wrapped up in our own hype to even care. After a few minutes, I let Christian go and went back to my seat.
"I don't wanna be wet!" I cried.
"Here." Jeff said. He handed my his shirt.
"Thanks." I answered with a smile.
Two men gave their shirts up as well. By the time we got on the plane, the hype was nearly gone. Half of us just wanted to sleep. The other half just wanted to sit and relax. The thoughts of South Beach and Miami filled our heads.
"Well, this is different." Matt said sitting next to me.
"It is." I said.
"What did you and Jeff talk about on your walk?"
"Everything. I think something is bothering him. He kept bringing up Edge and Christian and when I told him I was getting my friend soon he made it very clear that he hopes it's not late."
"I hope not either." He said.
"It won't be." I replied. "Anyway, we have a 2Xtreme team match in Florida. I read about it."
"We do?" He asked. "Well, we'll win."
"That we will!"
"You breath new life into the tired 2Xtreme team." He said.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, I don't think me and Jeff have ever been so happy to walk out as part of the 2Xtreme team. Sure, we look it. We have to. And, I have nothing against Lita, but it's just something about you that makes 2Xtreme team so much better."
I blushed and looked down. "Thank you." I said, not making eye contact.
I soon feel asleep on Matt's shoulder. He carried me to the hotel room I'd have. I woke up to the Miami sunshine pouring in from the window.