"Kelly will you please stop fussing, sit down and put your seat belt on?"
Jeff told her, Kelly was trying to put her bag on the shelf above her seat
on the delayed flight to South Carolina.
"I'm too Goddamn short" She whined. "Wait, wait, I think it's there," She told him, slowly taking her hands away. "There" She said, satisfied with her self. Jeff could see it falling back down again, and to save her, pushed her out of the way, right before it landed. As her bag landed on the airhostess, Kelly landed on another passenger. "Jeff?!" She cried.
"Excuse me miss, would you like me to help you with that bag?" Asked the very pissed off airhostess.
"Yes. yes she would" Jeff said quickly, knowing that Kelly would never admit defeat. Jeff laughed as she sat next to him and the safety announcements began. It was quite a quite flight, with more wrestlers than anyone else.
About half way through the flight Kelly needed the toilet. She was fidgeting and wriggling in her seat. Jeff sighed he was trying to sleep.
"If you need to piss so fucking bad, please, for the sake of my sanity, go!"
"No. look," She said pointing over to the line, Stephanie was waiting there. "Steph is over there, I think it would be better if I stayed away." Jeff sighed.
"She is the head of the WWE creative team, and the bosses daughter, you are going to have to talk to her sooner or later, might as well make is sooner," Kelly scrunched up her face in a playful way, but Jeff wasn't in the mood to take any if it. "Go!" he told her firmly.
She got up and walked towards the toilet queue. She tried her best to ignore that Stephanie was even standing next to her. She just wanted to get her self out of Paul, Stephanie and Octavia's mess, that Paul had seemed to of dragged her into kicking and screaming.
"Hello Kelly." Stephanie said her voice flat. Steph looked rough; there was no two ways around that. She had no makeup on, and there were bags under her eyes. Her hair was straight and lifeless. Kelly simply nodded once back at Stephanie with a small smile tugging at her lips. "Look, I know this isn't the right time or place for a business meeting, but would you mind? I mean this line doesn't seem to be shifting," Steph reasoned. Kelly thought for a moment. "Your not desperate are you?" Jeff was right, Kelly had to face Stephanie sooner or later, might as well get it out of the way now. Kelly shook her head and sat down next to Stephanie.
"How is Octavia?" She asked with mild concern in her voice. Kelly shrugged.
"Fine I suppose, all factors taken into consideration, she is coping well" Kelly contemplated asking Stephanie how she was coping but came to the decisions that is was none of her business.
"Well all I really wanted to talk to you about was that the creative team are considering some changes to your character. We have some ideas of our own, which I have listed here." Stephanie handed Kelly a piece of paper, Kelly's eyes skimmed over the paper not taking in any of the information. "But, we are always open to some suggestions from you." Kelly nodded.
"I'll think it over and get back to you."
"Well that was all I really wanted to talk to you about, and look the line has even gone down." Kelly looked over her shoulder at the queue.
"Um. Stephanie, would you mind if I asked you how Paul is doing?"
"Paul?" She asked with a humph, "He had to stay in over night for observations, that's all I know. Shawn will know more. Ask him. Why? Does 'Tai' want to know?" She asked immaturely. "As far as I am concerned, that bastard deserves every part of the throat injury. I wish he was dead" Kelly coughed uncomfortably and waved goodbye and found a toilet that was free.
"I'm too Goddamn short" She whined. "Wait, wait, I think it's there," She told him, slowly taking her hands away. "There" She said, satisfied with her self. Jeff could see it falling back down again, and to save her, pushed her out of the way, right before it landed. As her bag landed on the airhostess, Kelly landed on another passenger. "Jeff?!" She cried.
"Excuse me miss, would you like me to help you with that bag?" Asked the very pissed off airhostess.
"Yes. yes she would" Jeff said quickly, knowing that Kelly would never admit defeat. Jeff laughed as she sat next to him and the safety announcements began. It was quite a quite flight, with more wrestlers than anyone else.
About half way through the flight Kelly needed the toilet. She was fidgeting and wriggling in her seat. Jeff sighed he was trying to sleep.
"If you need to piss so fucking bad, please, for the sake of my sanity, go!"
"No. look," She said pointing over to the line, Stephanie was waiting there. "Steph is over there, I think it would be better if I stayed away." Jeff sighed.
"She is the head of the WWE creative team, and the bosses daughter, you are going to have to talk to her sooner or later, might as well make is sooner," Kelly scrunched up her face in a playful way, but Jeff wasn't in the mood to take any if it. "Go!" he told her firmly.
She got up and walked towards the toilet queue. She tried her best to ignore that Stephanie was even standing next to her. She just wanted to get her self out of Paul, Stephanie and Octavia's mess, that Paul had seemed to of dragged her into kicking and screaming.
"Hello Kelly." Stephanie said her voice flat. Steph looked rough; there was no two ways around that. She had no makeup on, and there were bags under her eyes. Her hair was straight and lifeless. Kelly simply nodded once back at Stephanie with a small smile tugging at her lips. "Look, I know this isn't the right time or place for a business meeting, but would you mind? I mean this line doesn't seem to be shifting," Steph reasoned. Kelly thought for a moment. "Your not desperate are you?" Jeff was right, Kelly had to face Stephanie sooner or later, might as well get it out of the way now. Kelly shook her head and sat down next to Stephanie.
"How is Octavia?" She asked with mild concern in her voice. Kelly shrugged.
"Fine I suppose, all factors taken into consideration, she is coping well" Kelly contemplated asking Stephanie how she was coping but came to the decisions that is was none of her business.
"Well all I really wanted to talk to you about was that the creative team are considering some changes to your character. We have some ideas of our own, which I have listed here." Stephanie handed Kelly a piece of paper, Kelly's eyes skimmed over the paper not taking in any of the information. "But, we are always open to some suggestions from you." Kelly nodded.
"I'll think it over and get back to you."
"Well that was all I really wanted to talk to you about, and look the line has even gone down." Kelly looked over her shoulder at the queue.
"Um. Stephanie, would you mind if I asked you how Paul is doing?"
"Paul?" She asked with a humph, "He had to stay in over night for observations, that's all I know. Shawn will know more. Ask him. Why? Does 'Tai' want to know?" She asked immaturely. "As far as I am concerned, that bastard deserves every part of the throat injury. I wish he was dead" Kelly coughed uncomfortably and waved goodbye and found a toilet that was free.