"Hey, Sam!" I heard somebody call. I turned around to see Jeff running
towards me with Matt and Amy close behind.
"Hey Jeff, What's up?" I greeted. I could feel Mark getting angrier behind me, not liking what he was seeing so I walked away from him a little way closer to Jeff but not far enough to be out of Mark's earshot.
"You did really well," he commented. "You still up for tomorrow?"
"Thanks. Yep," I answered blushing slightly at the comment he had made.
"Alright, I'll pick you up at 11 then, ok?" he asked.
I could feel Mark's anger rise behind me. "Sure."
Matt and Amy approached us. "Hey girl," Amy greeted.
"Hey guys," I smiled at them.
"You did really well out there," Matt complimented.
I blushed again; I couldn't take a compliment very well.
"Well, we'd better get going out match is up next," Amy stated, sighing.
"Good luck! See ya," I said.
"Bye," they said and then started walking towards the curtain and became engaged in a conversation with a stagehand.
"What was that all about?" Mark asked when I walked back to him.
I knew he wouldn't like what I was going to say. He liked to have control over who my friends where and who I hung out with.
"Where you going tomorrow?" Mark asked, wanting an answer.
"To the gym with Jeff, He's going to teach me some moves," I answered as we started walking out towards the car park where our rental car was parked.
"I bet he is! You're not going," Mark replied.
"Why not?" I asked. I knew why, Mark didn't like Jeff and he didn't want me to get involved with either Jeff or Matt.
"Me and Glenn could teach you some more moves," Mark offered.
"Yeh, I know but all you two do is mat work, you never do high flying moves and you know I like doing them and since I'm going to be part of team xtreme it figures that I train with them," I replied as Mark scowled. "He's just going to teach me some moves or would you rather that I walked around the ring looking like a total idiot?" I asked.
"You're not going with Jeff Hardy," Mark repeated.
"Look, I'm going to have to team with him sooner or later so I'm going," I argued, sticking up for myself.
"Samantha, no," Mark was getting angrier. I could tell that because he called me 'Samantha' he only ever called me by my fall name when he was angry with me.
"I'm 19 Mark! I'm a big girl, I can make my own decisions," I countered as we got into the car.
Mark turned the engine on, putting his foot down hard on the accelerator sending the car zooming out of the car park. I cringed as Mark almost sent the car smashing into another parked car.
"The last thing I need is to be in a wreck," I said, slumping down in my seat inserting my Nickelback album into the CD player. Mark ignored me and continued driving just a bit slower.
"Hey Jeff, What's up?" I greeted. I could feel Mark getting angrier behind me, not liking what he was seeing so I walked away from him a little way closer to Jeff but not far enough to be out of Mark's earshot.
"You did really well," he commented. "You still up for tomorrow?"
"Thanks. Yep," I answered blushing slightly at the comment he had made.
"Alright, I'll pick you up at 11 then, ok?" he asked.
I could feel Mark's anger rise behind me. "Sure."
Matt and Amy approached us. "Hey girl," Amy greeted.
"Hey guys," I smiled at them.
"You did really well out there," Matt complimented.
I blushed again; I couldn't take a compliment very well.
"Well, we'd better get going out match is up next," Amy stated, sighing.
"Good luck! See ya," I said.
"Bye," they said and then started walking towards the curtain and became engaged in a conversation with a stagehand.
"What was that all about?" Mark asked when I walked back to him.
I knew he wouldn't like what I was going to say. He liked to have control over who my friends where and who I hung out with.
"Where you going tomorrow?" Mark asked, wanting an answer.
"To the gym with Jeff, He's going to teach me some moves," I answered as we started walking out towards the car park where our rental car was parked.
"I bet he is! You're not going," Mark replied.
"Why not?" I asked. I knew why, Mark didn't like Jeff and he didn't want me to get involved with either Jeff or Matt.
"Me and Glenn could teach you some more moves," Mark offered.
"Yeh, I know but all you two do is mat work, you never do high flying moves and you know I like doing them and since I'm going to be part of team xtreme it figures that I train with them," I replied as Mark scowled. "He's just going to teach me some moves or would you rather that I walked around the ring looking like a total idiot?" I asked.
"You're not going with Jeff Hardy," Mark repeated.
"Look, I'm going to have to team with him sooner or later so I'm going," I argued, sticking up for myself.
"Samantha, no," Mark was getting angrier. I could tell that because he called me 'Samantha' he only ever called me by my fall name when he was angry with me.
"I'm 19 Mark! I'm a big girl, I can make my own decisions," I countered as we got into the car.
Mark turned the engine on, putting his foot down hard on the accelerator sending the car zooming out of the car park. I cringed as Mark almost sent the car smashing into another parked car.
"The last thing I need is to be in a wreck," I said, slumping down in my seat inserting my Nickelback album into the CD player. Mark ignored me and continued driving just a bit slower.