Green Eyes
The next day was traveling time for the WWF crew and Akasha was waiting in the lobby before most of the others. She sat on a small lounge with her bag at her feet. She had a white pair of low riding cargo pants with a black singlet. Her bright red Doc Martins matched her hair and it was very shiny from the conditioner in the colour she had used that morning. Slowly but surely wrestlers were gathering in the lobby and the glances towards her weren't so long. Trish made it down to the lobby and saw Akasha sitting alone and decided to go make friends, she had always been a friendly person and Akasha really seemed to stir her curiosity. "Hi Akasha." Trish said with a smile as she sat down next to her. Akasha smiled briefly before looking back to the floor. "I like your shoes, you must too you're looking at them more then me." She heard a laugh come out from the black curtain around Akasha's face. "Shy are we?" Trish continued. Akasha shrugged and looked back at Trish again, "I just don't like people in my business I guess." She replied quietly, "Fair enough, want me to go?" Trish asked. Akasha shook her head, "I do need some friends around here if I plan to make it through this career." Trish nodded, "Well how about we start all over again. I'm Trish Stratus and you're?" Trish extended her hand and Akasha shook it, "I'm Akasha Miller."
The two made idle chit chat but Akasha still seemed too shy for her own good. They got onto a bus where they were heading to a city less then a day's bus ride away for some training before the next RAW. Akasha had been signed to exclusive RAW with Ric Flair, after her many years of tryouts and touring wrestling circuits with the less well known companies. Her talent was apparent and her previous employer sent a tape of some of her matches to the WWF who offered to see her. She had waited nearly two months before she heard back from the Federation and it was worth the wait when they offered her a full time twelve month contract.
When Akasha signed the contract she had made a promise to herself that she would focus only on her new wrestling career and nothing else, no relationships especially. She had a tendency to date men who wouldn't treat her right and the last thing she wanted was for heaps more people to know about it. She had tuned out for most of Trish's conversation, Trish didn't seem to have a lot in common with Akasha, the woman had an affair with the big man himself so that really detracted from her feelings towards Trish. She just nodded and said 'yes' throughout most of Trish's conversation. "You're not listening to me are you?" Trish asked with a small laugh. Akasha's face turned a light shade of pink with embarrassment, "I didn't mean to be rude." She said quietly. Trish shook her head, "It's ok, I'm pretty sure you have a lot more important things to think about then this sort of talk." Akasha thought she was being sarcastic and she looked at Trish with a guilty look, "I'm serious. Don't worry about it." Trish reassured her. Akasha nodded a 'thank you' and Trish stopped talking for the last few hours of the trip, to Akasha anyway.
A green pair of eyes scanned the bus from their near front seat. Peeking over the back of his chair, Jeff Hardy was bored as hell and sick of looking at his brother border line make out with Lita next to him. He caught a quick glimpse of black and red and his eyes darted back to the shiny curtain a few seats behind his own. For a moment he thought he had seen Tazz's towel on his head but quickly realized it was someone's really well looked after and cool looking hair. 'Who in this Federation had black and red hair?' He asked himself, quickly making not of his own hair colour with a quiet laugh. He had lost track of his crazy hair's colour in recent weeks with all the matches and little spare time he had. Lita had performed the honor of his new green hairstyle and two ponytails hung out of a hat either side of his head.
Feeling that someone was staring at her Akasha slowly raised her head and locked eyes with Jeff's. He pulled back from his chair wondering how had she known he was looking at her. Blood rushed to his face with embarrassment but he continued to look at her. She was staring back and a moment was taken to study each other's faces. Unlike Jeff who didn't know who she was besides 'the new wrestler' Akasha had a very good idea that she was staring at Jeff Hardy, part of her favorite Tag Team. She had never seen him that close and just as he had with her hair, she admired his. Jeff smiled in half embarrassment but Akasha smiled back. He turned back around and stared out the front windshield, trying to ignore Matt and Lita next to him.
Akasha went back to staring at the floor to avoid her nausea from the long bus ride. She was first to escape the cramped bus as it pulled into their new hotel. She bent over and breathed in a few deep breaths of both relief, and trying to keep her lunch down. A hand was placed on her shoulder and she shot upright to face Jeff, "You alright?" He asked, sweet southern accent immediately catching her attention. He pulled his hand off her shoulder and he was staring at, by Akasha standards a more pale than usual face. She nodded, "Yeah. Just getting over being bus sick." She realized her accent was just like his and laughed to herself for not realizing, seeing as though she was raised in North Carolina herself. He nodded in sympathy, "Jeff Hardy." He introduced, reaching out his hand. Akasha shook it, "Akasha Miller." She replied. "Cool name." He said with a smile. She shrugged, "I'm named after the Queen Of All Vampires." She said with a sarcastic laugh, "So long as you don't vant to suck my blood." He said the last bit in a classic vampire accent. She laughed at the remark even though she had heard it a million times before.
The next day was traveling time for the WWF crew and Akasha was waiting in the lobby before most of the others. She sat on a small lounge with her bag at her feet. She had a white pair of low riding cargo pants with a black singlet. Her bright red Doc Martins matched her hair and it was very shiny from the conditioner in the colour she had used that morning. Slowly but surely wrestlers were gathering in the lobby and the glances towards her weren't so long. Trish made it down to the lobby and saw Akasha sitting alone and decided to go make friends, she had always been a friendly person and Akasha really seemed to stir her curiosity. "Hi Akasha." Trish said with a smile as she sat down next to her. Akasha smiled briefly before looking back to the floor. "I like your shoes, you must too you're looking at them more then me." She heard a laugh come out from the black curtain around Akasha's face. "Shy are we?" Trish continued. Akasha shrugged and looked back at Trish again, "I just don't like people in my business I guess." She replied quietly, "Fair enough, want me to go?" Trish asked. Akasha shook her head, "I do need some friends around here if I plan to make it through this career." Trish nodded, "Well how about we start all over again. I'm Trish Stratus and you're?" Trish extended her hand and Akasha shook it, "I'm Akasha Miller."
The two made idle chit chat but Akasha still seemed too shy for her own good. They got onto a bus where they were heading to a city less then a day's bus ride away for some training before the next RAW. Akasha had been signed to exclusive RAW with Ric Flair, after her many years of tryouts and touring wrestling circuits with the less well known companies. Her talent was apparent and her previous employer sent a tape of some of her matches to the WWF who offered to see her. She had waited nearly two months before she heard back from the Federation and it was worth the wait when they offered her a full time twelve month contract.
When Akasha signed the contract she had made a promise to herself that she would focus only on her new wrestling career and nothing else, no relationships especially. She had a tendency to date men who wouldn't treat her right and the last thing she wanted was for heaps more people to know about it. She had tuned out for most of Trish's conversation, Trish didn't seem to have a lot in common with Akasha, the woman had an affair with the big man himself so that really detracted from her feelings towards Trish. She just nodded and said 'yes' throughout most of Trish's conversation. "You're not listening to me are you?" Trish asked with a small laugh. Akasha's face turned a light shade of pink with embarrassment, "I didn't mean to be rude." She said quietly. Trish shook her head, "It's ok, I'm pretty sure you have a lot more important things to think about then this sort of talk." Akasha thought she was being sarcastic and she looked at Trish with a guilty look, "I'm serious. Don't worry about it." Trish reassured her. Akasha nodded a 'thank you' and Trish stopped talking for the last few hours of the trip, to Akasha anyway.
A green pair of eyes scanned the bus from their near front seat. Peeking over the back of his chair, Jeff Hardy was bored as hell and sick of looking at his brother border line make out with Lita next to him. He caught a quick glimpse of black and red and his eyes darted back to the shiny curtain a few seats behind his own. For a moment he thought he had seen Tazz's towel on his head but quickly realized it was someone's really well looked after and cool looking hair. 'Who in this Federation had black and red hair?' He asked himself, quickly making not of his own hair colour with a quiet laugh. He had lost track of his crazy hair's colour in recent weeks with all the matches and little spare time he had. Lita had performed the honor of his new green hairstyle and two ponytails hung out of a hat either side of his head.
Feeling that someone was staring at her Akasha slowly raised her head and locked eyes with Jeff's. He pulled back from his chair wondering how had she known he was looking at her. Blood rushed to his face with embarrassment but he continued to look at her. She was staring back and a moment was taken to study each other's faces. Unlike Jeff who didn't know who she was besides 'the new wrestler' Akasha had a very good idea that she was staring at Jeff Hardy, part of her favorite Tag Team. She had never seen him that close and just as he had with her hair, she admired his. Jeff smiled in half embarrassment but Akasha smiled back. He turned back around and stared out the front windshield, trying to ignore Matt and Lita next to him.
Akasha went back to staring at the floor to avoid her nausea from the long bus ride. She was first to escape the cramped bus as it pulled into their new hotel. She bent over and breathed in a few deep breaths of both relief, and trying to keep her lunch down. A hand was placed on her shoulder and she shot upright to face Jeff, "You alright?" He asked, sweet southern accent immediately catching her attention. He pulled his hand off her shoulder and he was staring at, by Akasha standards a more pale than usual face. She nodded, "Yeah. Just getting over being bus sick." She realized her accent was just like his and laughed to herself for not realizing, seeing as though she was raised in North Carolina herself. He nodded in sympathy, "Jeff Hardy." He introduced, reaching out his hand. Akasha shook it, "Akasha Miller." She replied. "Cool name." He said with a smile. She shrugged, "I'm named after the Queen Of All Vampires." She said with a sarcastic laugh, "So long as you don't vant to suck my blood." He said the last bit in a classic vampire accent. She laughed at the remark even though she had heard it a million times before.
