Disclosure: I do not own Bradshaw, Farooq, nor any other WWF Superstars. I
am in no way affiliated with WWFE nor Titan Entertainment.
Just a Family Friend?
Chapter 5: That Awkward Feeling
I got to the arena a few minutes early. Bradshaw wasn't there yet, so I decided to see what the view was like from the Titon Tron. I got to the top of the ramp and slowly turned around, taking in the wonder of the huge arena. It was amazing.
Just then, Bradshaw came up behind me, put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Quite a sight, isn't it?"
"I can hardly believe it. It always seemed so small from the stands, but it's like it goes on forever." I answered.
"This is what you've been dreaming of. " Bradshaw said as he tightened his arm around me before releasing me. "Are you ready to become a WWF Diva?" He asked motioning for me to take his arm.
"Thank you." I said, nodding my head to acknowledge him.
"Now, hold on as tight as you need. If you feel like your going to trip, don't worry. I'm right here and I won't let you fall. Here we go."
The butterflies were fluttering in my stomach. Already I felt like I was going to be sick and the arena was still empty.
"And introducing, being accompanied by Sammy, Bradshaw." Bradshaw used his best announcing voice and I giggled at him. Then tugged me slightly and we began down the ramp.
I was a little unsteady at first, but I got the hang of it. I think I was a little more worried about getting sick than tripping over my own feet. I couldn't even feel the boots, and I was surprised. I thought that my feet would be killing. I guess my mind really was on other things.
We made it to the ring and I didn't trip. We decided to walk back down to the ring to make sure I'd be comfortable with the walk. The second time, we were halfway down the ramp and the heel of my boot scraped the ramp. Sure enough, I tripped. My biggest fear realized. Down I went and Bradshaw reacted. The next thing I knew, I was lying in Bradshaw's arms, his arms clutching me tightly, his face mere inches from mine, trying to catch me breath.
"Samantha, are you alright?" The words rushed from his mouth. There was a sweet concern to his voice and I could hear a twinge of guilt.
For a moment, we simply stared into each other's eyes. "Bradshaw? Bradshaw, are you out here?" Someone was yelling from backstage. The sound broke our gaze.
"I'm good, fine. Thank you." I finally managed to say. Bradshaw picked me up and carried me back to the Titon Tron. He then gently placed me back on the ground. "Now that that's out of the way, I shouldn't have to worry about tonight." I said, trying to break the awkward feeling that we were both experiencing. Bradshaw smiled back.
Just a Family Friend?
Chapter 5: That Awkward Feeling
I got to the arena a few minutes early. Bradshaw wasn't there yet, so I decided to see what the view was like from the Titon Tron. I got to the top of the ramp and slowly turned around, taking in the wonder of the huge arena. It was amazing.
Just then, Bradshaw came up behind me, put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Quite a sight, isn't it?"
"I can hardly believe it. It always seemed so small from the stands, but it's like it goes on forever." I answered.
"This is what you've been dreaming of. " Bradshaw said as he tightened his arm around me before releasing me. "Are you ready to become a WWF Diva?" He asked motioning for me to take his arm.
"Thank you." I said, nodding my head to acknowledge him.
"Now, hold on as tight as you need. If you feel like your going to trip, don't worry. I'm right here and I won't let you fall. Here we go."
The butterflies were fluttering in my stomach. Already I felt like I was going to be sick and the arena was still empty.
"And introducing, being accompanied by Sammy, Bradshaw." Bradshaw used his best announcing voice and I giggled at him. Then tugged me slightly and we began down the ramp.
I was a little unsteady at first, but I got the hang of it. I think I was a little more worried about getting sick than tripping over my own feet. I couldn't even feel the boots, and I was surprised. I thought that my feet would be killing. I guess my mind really was on other things.
We made it to the ring and I didn't trip. We decided to walk back down to the ring to make sure I'd be comfortable with the walk. The second time, we were halfway down the ramp and the heel of my boot scraped the ramp. Sure enough, I tripped. My biggest fear realized. Down I went and Bradshaw reacted. The next thing I knew, I was lying in Bradshaw's arms, his arms clutching me tightly, his face mere inches from mine, trying to catch me breath.
"Samantha, are you alright?" The words rushed from his mouth. There was a sweet concern to his voice and I could hear a twinge of guilt.
For a moment, we simply stared into each other's eyes. "Bradshaw? Bradshaw, are you out here?" Someone was yelling from backstage. The sound broke our gaze.
"I'm good, fine. Thank you." I finally managed to say. Bradshaw picked me up and carried me back to the Titon Tron. He then gently placed me back on the ground. "Now that that's out of the way, I shouldn't have to worry about tonight." I said, trying to break the awkward feeling that we were both experiencing. Bradshaw smiled back.