Author's Note: I do not own any of the WWE or its wrestlers. Vince McMahon owns it all and the wrestlers own themselves. Kiara Mayson is a character from the mind of me. Enjoy!
Chapter 2
Raw had just wrapped up its taping and Kiara Mayson was getting ready to head to her hotel for the night and get some rest. As she was placing her boots into her suitcase, she stopped to think. Why? was the big question on her mind at the moment. She couldn't think of anything else besides the kiss that Test had planted on her. Kiara quickly zipped up her suitcase and slipped her oversized black hooded sweatshirt over her tank top and proped the case onto its wheels. She began wheeling it out of her locker room when she was approached by Trish Stratus, who was also headed out. Trish had on a black leather coat and matching black boots, with a white mini-skirt and black tank top. "Hey Kia! Are you going straight to the hotel? Because me and a couple of others are going clubbing." Trish asked, cheerfully.
Normally, Kiara would be up for going clubbing but, she didn't feel like herself that night. "I'd love to come along but, I don't feel so well. I'm just heading to the hotel and I'm going to go to sleep. Have fun." She said, sighing. Trish looked at her and placed her hand on her shoulder.
"Is it about that whole Test thing that happened tonight?" asked Trish. Kiara shook her head.
"No. I took a massive bump from Molly and I'm still sore. I'll see you later. Bye." Kiara lied to one of her best friends, turning to walk to the exit.
"Bye!" Trish called out, headed the other way. As Kiara was walking out the exit, she passed Test but, couldn't look at him. Test was headed out too. When he saw Kiara, he could do nothing but freeze. He had no idea why he had kissed her and he was planning to find out. But, at the moment...He was confused. Mixed up.
Kiara Mayson was heading over to her rental car when she spotted Andrew Martin walking over to his rental car, which was a couple of spots away. Nervously, she fidgeted with her keys, trying to get them into the slot. After a minute or so of nervous fidgeting, she finally opened her car and was going to throw her luggage into the back when...she realized that it was too heavy. The only other person in the parking lot was Test. Kiara didn't know what to do. She was too scared to ask him for help, so she tried lifting it herself. She did so with no success. Test was a couple of spots over, watching her as she tried to lift the heavy suitcase on her own. He left his car and walked over. Kiara had her back turned to him, heaving to get the suitcase up. He cleared his throat and she turned around. "Need some help?" He asked, looking at her helpless state.
"Uh...I can..umm...manage." She said to him, turning around to try to pick up her suitcase again. Test watched as she struggled. He then stepped in, picking up the suitcase and placing it into the back of her car. He then brushed off his hands.
"What do you have in there anyways? It weighs a ton!" He joked as she blushed a bit.
"Not much...Just clothes, shoes, make-up...that type of stuff. Well, I've got to go. Thanks for helping me. Bye." She said in a rush as she got into her car and sped off, leaving him in the dust. Test may have been left in the dust but, he was still on her mind.
The next day, Kiara, Trish, Gail Kim and a couple of other WWE superstars were scheduled to make an appearance at a charity event, signing autographs. The event started at noon but, the wrestlers needed to be there at eleven. It was ten-thirty when Kiara Mayson woke up from her deep sleep. The charity event had just popped into her head and she began running around in her hotel room, trying to get ready. After taking a quick shower, Kiara got dressed in a purple tube top with a butterfly on it and a pair of white capri pants. She quickly put her hair in two pigtail braids and did her make-up. It was eleven-fifteen when she had finished and she hated being late. But, she already was late. Running out of her hotel room, she bumped into somebody. The bump felt familiar but, this time...she didn't end up on the floor. She looked up to see that she had once again bumped into Test. "Sorry! I guess you're late too. Want me to drive you there?" He asked, as she was a bit nervous.
"No! I'm fine. I can make it there myself!" She called out to him as she ran off, rushing down the stairs. Test stared at her as she ran off. He had no idea what he was doing, actually being nice to her. He wasn't really fond of Kiara when she had first entered the WWE the previous year. Test found her to be really annoying. But, now...He didn't know how he felt about her.
It was twelve o'clock noon on the dot and every wrestler was there. Except for Kiara Mayson. Gail Kim was having a chat with Randy Orton as the two of them sat together. Test and Triple H were talking also, and Trish Stratus was looking around for Kiara. The lines were starting to form as music began to blast through the loud speakers. Linkin Park's "Faint" filled the air as Trish began to get worried. Randy and Gail, who were at the start of the table were already starting to sign a couple of autographs. Suddenly, Kiara came running towards the table. She was out of breath and her face was red. "Where the hell were you?!" Trish asked, and then put on a smile as the first fan came towards her.
"I got lost! And then I found the worst parking spot!...Who do I make this out to?" Kiara asked, putting her answer to Trish on hold.
"Kyle." The fan told her. She signed his paper with a "Kyle, Thanks for watching! Kiara Mayson" He thanked her as she turned back to Trish.
"The parking spot was like a mile from here! This place is packed!" She added, before snapping a picture with a fan and signing a couple of things. After a couple more pictures, a fan ended up holding up the line because he wanted Triple H to sign everything. "And so, I had to run here! I was already late."
"Test told me that he offered to give you a ride. Why didn't you take it?" Trish asked, finally able to sign something for the Triple H fanatic.
"Riiight! You're crazy!" Kiara replied, signing the Triple H fanatic's picture while doing so. The fan line kept on moving faster and faster so, Trish and Kiara had no time to talk.
It was around two-thirty when the autograph session had ended. Kiara's hand was cramping up from having to sign so many items. Same goes with the other superstars. Trish approached her, with a water bottle in hand. "Why didn't you get a ride with him? You would've been on time!"
"Trish, listen. I wanted to come by myself. I'm just not comfortable around him, that's why. Now, drop it, ok? I didn't bug you this much about Jeff!" Kiara said, feeling uncomfortable when the topic of Test came up.
"You're right. I'll drop it." Trish said to her, as the two divas began walking around the event.
Sitting in an empty booth were Randy Orton, Triple H and Test. They were all talking and relaxing when Randy brought up the topic of Kiara. "Test, Kiara Mayson? What's up with that?" He asked as Triple H smiled. Test shrugged.
"I don't know. It just happened last night. I'm a bit confused. She acts weird around me." He told them.
"That means she likes you. Get the hint!" Triple H said with a laugh.
"Are you sure? I think she hates me." He said, a bit worried.
"Hey man. Take a chance. If you don't, then I will." Randy said, with a smirk.
"Go ahead. I don't like her." Test said, not one-hundred percent sure of his choice but, hid his feelings from Randy and Hunter.
"I just might..." Randy told him, as Kiara entered their area.
Chapter 2
Raw had just wrapped up its taping and Kiara Mayson was getting ready to head to her hotel for the night and get some rest. As she was placing her boots into her suitcase, she stopped to think. Why? was the big question on her mind at the moment. She couldn't think of anything else besides the kiss that Test had planted on her. Kiara quickly zipped up her suitcase and slipped her oversized black hooded sweatshirt over her tank top and proped the case onto its wheels. She began wheeling it out of her locker room when she was approached by Trish Stratus, who was also headed out. Trish had on a black leather coat and matching black boots, with a white mini-skirt and black tank top. "Hey Kia! Are you going straight to the hotel? Because me and a couple of others are going clubbing." Trish asked, cheerfully.
Normally, Kiara would be up for going clubbing but, she didn't feel like herself that night. "I'd love to come along but, I don't feel so well. I'm just heading to the hotel and I'm going to go to sleep. Have fun." She said, sighing. Trish looked at her and placed her hand on her shoulder.
"Is it about that whole Test thing that happened tonight?" asked Trish. Kiara shook her head.
"No. I took a massive bump from Molly and I'm still sore. I'll see you later. Bye." Kiara lied to one of her best friends, turning to walk to the exit.
"Bye!" Trish called out, headed the other way. As Kiara was walking out the exit, she passed Test but, couldn't look at him. Test was headed out too. When he saw Kiara, he could do nothing but freeze. He had no idea why he had kissed her and he was planning to find out. But, at the moment...He was confused. Mixed up.
Kiara Mayson was heading over to her rental car when she spotted Andrew Martin walking over to his rental car, which was a couple of spots away. Nervously, she fidgeted with her keys, trying to get them into the slot. After a minute or so of nervous fidgeting, she finally opened her car and was going to throw her luggage into the back when...she realized that it was too heavy. The only other person in the parking lot was Test. Kiara didn't know what to do. She was too scared to ask him for help, so she tried lifting it herself. She did so with no success. Test was a couple of spots over, watching her as she tried to lift the heavy suitcase on her own. He left his car and walked over. Kiara had her back turned to him, heaving to get the suitcase up. He cleared his throat and she turned around. "Need some help?" He asked, looking at her helpless state.
"Uh...I can..umm...manage." She said to him, turning around to try to pick up her suitcase again. Test watched as she struggled. He then stepped in, picking up the suitcase and placing it into the back of her car. He then brushed off his hands.
"What do you have in there anyways? It weighs a ton!" He joked as she blushed a bit.
"Not much...Just clothes, shoes, make-up...that type of stuff. Well, I've got to go. Thanks for helping me. Bye." She said in a rush as she got into her car and sped off, leaving him in the dust. Test may have been left in the dust but, he was still on her mind.
The next day, Kiara, Trish, Gail Kim and a couple of other WWE superstars were scheduled to make an appearance at a charity event, signing autographs. The event started at noon but, the wrestlers needed to be there at eleven. It was ten-thirty when Kiara Mayson woke up from her deep sleep. The charity event had just popped into her head and she began running around in her hotel room, trying to get ready. After taking a quick shower, Kiara got dressed in a purple tube top with a butterfly on it and a pair of white capri pants. She quickly put her hair in two pigtail braids and did her make-up. It was eleven-fifteen when she had finished and she hated being late. But, she already was late. Running out of her hotel room, she bumped into somebody. The bump felt familiar but, this time...she didn't end up on the floor. She looked up to see that she had once again bumped into Test. "Sorry! I guess you're late too. Want me to drive you there?" He asked, as she was a bit nervous.
"No! I'm fine. I can make it there myself!" She called out to him as she ran off, rushing down the stairs. Test stared at her as she ran off. He had no idea what he was doing, actually being nice to her. He wasn't really fond of Kiara when she had first entered the WWE the previous year. Test found her to be really annoying. But, now...He didn't know how he felt about her.
It was twelve o'clock noon on the dot and every wrestler was there. Except for Kiara Mayson. Gail Kim was having a chat with Randy Orton as the two of them sat together. Test and Triple H were talking also, and Trish Stratus was looking around for Kiara. The lines were starting to form as music began to blast through the loud speakers. Linkin Park's "Faint" filled the air as Trish began to get worried. Randy and Gail, who were at the start of the table were already starting to sign a couple of autographs. Suddenly, Kiara came running towards the table. She was out of breath and her face was red. "Where the hell were you?!" Trish asked, and then put on a smile as the first fan came towards her.
"I got lost! And then I found the worst parking spot!...Who do I make this out to?" Kiara asked, putting her answer to Trish on hold.
"Kyle." The fan told her. She signed his paper with a "Kyle, Thanks for watching! Kiara Mayson" He thanked her as she turned back to Trish.
"The parking spot was like a mile from here! This place is packed!" She added, before snapping a picture with a fan and signing a couple of things. After a couple more pictures, a fan ended up holding up the line because he wanted Triple H to sign everything. "And so, I had to run here! I was already late."
"Test told me that he offered to give you a ride. Why didn't you take it?" Trish asked, finally able to sign something for the Triple H fanatic.
"Riiight! You're crazy!" Kiara replied, signing the Triple H fanatic's picture while doing so. The fan line kept on moving faster and faster so, Trish and Kiara had no time to talk.
It was around two-thirty when the autograph session had ended. Kiara's hand was cramping up from having to sign so many items. Same goes with the other superstars. Trish approached her, with a water bottle in hand. "Why didn't you get a ride with him? You would've been on time!"
"Trish, listen. I wanted to come by myself. I'm just not comfortable around him, that's why. Now, drop it, ok? I didn't bug you this much about Jeff!" Kiara said, feeling uncomfortable when the topic of Test came up.
"You're right. I'll drop it." Trish said to her, as the two divas began walking around the event.
Sitting in an empty booth were Randy Orton, Triple H and Test. They were all talking and relaxing when Randy brought up the topic of Kiara. "Test, Kiara Mayson? What's up with that?" He asked as Triple H smiled. Test shrugged.
"I don't know. It just happened last night. I'm a bit confused. She acts weird around me." He told them.
"That means she likes you. Get the hint!" Triple H said with a laugh.
"Are you sure? I think she hates me." He said, a bit worried.
"Hey man. Take a chance. If you don't, then I will." Randy said, with a smirk.
"Go ahead. I don't like her." Test said, not one-hundred percent sure of his choice but, hid his feelings from Randy and Hunter.
"I just might..." Randy told him, as Kiara entered their area.