Chapter 7: A WWE Diva
When we got to Bradshaw's room, I put some of my things away and we decided to watch a movie. He's such a sweetie; he let me choose a girlie movie, Clueless. We lay on Bradshaw's bed together, his arm across my back, my head resting on his shoulder. Gently, he began rubbing my back. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.
About an hour later, I awoke to find Bradshaw fast asleep, snuggled close to me, his arm still draped across my back. Slowly, I slipped out from under him, trying not to wake him. He looked so peaceful. I decided that if I were to be a diva, I needed to look my best. I picked up the hotel's brochure from the desk and began flipping through the pages * Surely this hotel has a spa or a beauty salon. * Sure enough, a few pages from the front there was an ad for the hotel spa. "That's just what I need. I'll have my hair and nails done, maybe even get a massage." I smiled at the thought of being spoiled for a few hours. I took a piece of hotel letterhead and a pen from the desk drawer and left a note for Bradshaw. I packed some clothes in my backpack and headed downstairs to the spa.
Several hours later, I was a brand new woman. I was completely relaxed and I felt great. I walked out through the lobby and asked the doorman to hail me a cab to the arena. * Hopefully Bradshaw saw my note and didn't worry about me. * I thanked the doorman and hopped into the taxi. Upon arriving at the arena, I paid the driver and headed straight for make-up. I was looking better and better. I couldn't wait to put the dress on that Joan and I had chosen and see the whole package. I could feel the excitement in my stomach and tried to calm myself a little. There was still a little time before the match. When they were done making me over in the make-up department I went off to wardrobe to find Joan. She wasn't there, but her assistant found the dress and I went into a side room to change. I came out to look myself over in a mirror and couldn't believe what I saw. I was a completely different person and I had never looked so good. All I could think about was what Bradshaw would think. Would he like the new Samantha? I couldn't wait to see his face.
When we got to Bradshaw's room, I put some of my things away and we decided to watch a movie. He's such a sweetie; he let me choose a girlie movie, Clueless. We lay on Bradshaw's bed together, his arm across my back, my head resting on his shoulder. Gently, he began rubbing my back. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.
About an hour later, I awoke to find Bradshaw fast asleep, snuggled close to me, his arm still draped across my back. Slowly, I slipped out from under him, trying not to wake him. He looked so peaceful. I decided that if I were to be a diva, I needed to look my best. I picked up the hotel's brochure from the desk and began flipping through the pages * Surely this hotel has a spa or a beauty salon. * Sure enough, a few pages from the front there was an ad for the hotel spa. "That's just what I need. I'll have my hair and nails done, maybe even get a massage." I smiled at the thought of being spoiled for a few hours. I took a piece of hotel letterhead and a pen from the desk drawer and left a note for Bradshaw. I packed some clothes in my backpack and headed downstairs to the spa.
Several hours later, I was a brand new woman. I was completely relaxed and I felt great. I walked out through the lobby and asked the doorman to hail me a cab to the arena. * Hopefully Bradshaw saw my note and didn't worry about me. * I thanked the doorman and hopped into the taxi. Upon arriving at the arena, I paid the driver and headed straight for make-up. I was looking better and better. I couldn't wait to put the dress on that Joan and I had chosen and see the whole package. I could feel the excitement in my stomach and tried to calm myself a little. There was still a little time before the match. When they were done making me over in the make-up department I went off to wardrobe to find Joan. She wasn't there, but her assistant found the dress and I went into a side room to change. I came out to look myself over in a mirror and couldn't believe what I saw. I was a completely different person and I had never looked so good. All I could think about was what Bradshaw would think. Would he like the new Samantha? I couldn't wait to see his face.