THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS
"Come on Torrie!! Its time for the next part!"
"Alright Stace I know!"
"Well then pick up the pace a little"
Torrie stopped fixing her hair back up and looked over at Stacy.
"Stacy, I realise that you like to get things perfect but right now, I'm going as fast as I can ok?"
Stacy looked at her for a second, an incomprehensible expression on her face. Then it passed and she flapped her hand a little
"Yeah well whatever"
Torrie clamped her jaw shut tight. She was going to kill Stacy very soon. Lita had asked her to be nice to Stacy, saying she'd been through a lot, something about an ex boyfriend being trouble. Lita didn't have to dance with her, or put with her constant criticisms. She tried to focus her mind back onto her reflection. Billy was out there, waiting to watch her. He loved to watch her dance. That made her smile. Quickly she fixed the last few hairpins into place and turned around satisfied. Stacy wore an identical outfit with her hair all pinned up as well. Naturally it took her a lot less time to fix.
"OK, we look good, lets go before we're too late" Stacy instructed
That was it. Torrie grabbed Stacy's hand as she began striding away. She had to fix this now before her job became anymore of a nightmare.
"Stacy, I appreciate that you're stressed out with this job and Lita says you've had problems with your ex-boyfriend but you've got to stop treating me like I'm your dance slave" Torrie said, the speech she'd been practicing in her head for so long "me and Billy, we're just starting out, we don't need the extra stress, I just want to dance because I enjoy it ok?"
Stacy's eyes glimmered. For a second, she looked broken, pieces flaking off her. Torrie could see right through her like a piece of glass. Things felt like they were crashing into her with tremendous force and she couldn't stop them. She drew in a deep shaking breath, seeing herself in Torrie's eyes
"Ok Torrie, I'm sorry" she managed "I've been a bitch I know, I just want this to be perfect, this I can do well, its just that..this keeps me on track"
Torrie arched an eyebrow. Stacy wasn't making sense, she sounded like she didn't even know Torrie was there
"I need this and I need it to be perfect to keep me going ok? Ask Lita about it, she knows why I need this, she knows everything"
She turned on her heel and stalked off towards the stage. Torrie stood open mouthed. She'd have to ask Lita straight after this now. It was far too intriguing. Smiling, she followed Stacy up onto the stage.
"Hey hey, quit that alright? Jesus man this is a club not a boxing ring so take it outside!"
Bubba hefted the nearest guy to him and put him outside the door. He could see D-Von hustling a small crowd outside after him. All in a night's work
"I thought you weren't gonna start any fights?"
"Can't help it I guess"
He turned around to see Trish laughing, still dressed in that stunning red dress that showed off her cleavage beautifully. He scooped her up for a kiss.
"Hey brother not in front of me!" D-Von protested with a wide grin
"Bitter single" shot Trish
"Ain't no woman alive I know who can handle me"
"He's full of shit, I see the way you look at Jacqueline" Bubba taunted his brother
D-Von widened his eyes. No one knew how he felt about Jacqueline. That was private to keep inside of him until the time is right. He felt exposed and angry.
"That ain't fair my brother, spilling my guts like that in front of a lady" D-Von growled
"So you do like her?" asked Trish a smile tugging at her lips
"That's for me to know and Jackie to find out" smirked D-Von, recovered
Trish laughed; D-Von could be sweet when he let down his guard. She'd have to give Jackie a call tomorrow and let her know the good news. It was all good when you could play matchmaker to your friends.
"You gonna let me in?" a voice said abruptly
Bubba and Trish turned to find Christian stood there, arms folded with a smirk on his face. He always appeared like he'd been formed out of some particularly bright darkness. He glowed from within practically; there was a special sort of magic emitting from him. He was confidence personified, unlike Chris who could act arrogant but spiralled into aggressive dark moods. Christian knew who he was and was perfectly happy being that way. Tonight he was in tight black jeans and a sleeveless red mesh top. A member of the group who turned up when he wasn't frequenting other clubs or working on his party plans, his strongest link to the group was through Edge his brother and Jeff, his sometimes always life partner.
"Nah we've reached the white boy quota inside" replied D-Von
Christian grinned as Trish eased her way out of Bubba's arms to give him an affectionate hug.
"Two important questions, is Edge here yet and has he told Chris yet?" he asked her
"Edge is here" confirmed Bubba slowly "I don't know about him telling Chris"
"Is he really going to do it?" asked Trish, all wide eyes and eager to know
"Here's hoping, or I'm dragging his ass over to Jericho and making him say something" Christian confirmed "its not going to be as hard as he thinks it is anyway"
"What makes you say that?" said D-Von, leaning against the outside wall
Christian smiled a very mysterious smile and eased his way into the club. He wanted to get in to see Jeff and he loved knowing things other people didn't.
"Gonna have to wait and see aren't you huh?"
"Come on Torrie!! Its time for the next part!"
"Alright Stace I know!"
"Well then pick up the pace a little"
Torrie stopped fixing her hair back up and looked over at Stacy.
"Stacy, I realise that you like to get things perfect but right now, I'm going as fast as I can ok?"
Stacy looked at her for a second, an incomprehensible expression on her face. Then it passed and she flapped her hand a little
"Yeah well whatever"
Torrie clamped her jaw shut tight. She was going to kill Stacy very soon. Lita had asked her to be nice to Stacy, saying she'd been through a lot, something about an ex boyfriend being trouble. Lita didn't have to dance with her, or put with her constant criticisms. She tried to focus her mind back onto her reflection. Billy was out there, waiting to watch her. He loved to watch her dance. That made her smile. Quickly she fixed the last few hairpins into place and turned around satisfied. Stacy wore an identical outfit with her hair all pinned up as well. Naturally it took her a lot less time to fix.
"OK, we look good, lets go before we're too late" Stacy instructed
That was it. Torrie grabbed Stacy's hand as she began striding away. She had to fix this now before her job became anymore of a nightmare.
"Stacy, I appreciate that you're stressed out with this job and Lita says you've had problems with your ex-boyfriend but you've got to stop treating me like I'm your dance slave" Torrie said, the speech she'd been practicing in her head for so long "me and Billy, we're just starting out, we don't need the extra stress, I just want to dance because I enjoy it ok?"
Stacy's eyes glimmered. For a second, she looked broken, pieces flaking off her. Torrie could see right through her like a piece of glass. Things felt like they were crashing into her with tremendous force and she couldn't stop them. She drew in a deep shaking breath, seeing herself in Torrie's eyes
"Ok Torrie, I'm sorry" she managed "I've been a bitch I know, I just want this to be perfect, this I can do well, its just that..this keeps me on track"
Torrie arched an eyebrow. Stacy wasn't making sense, she sounded like she didn't even know Torrie was there
"I need this and I need it to be perfect to keep me going ok? Ask Lita about it, she knows why I need this, she knows everything"
She turned on her heel and stalked off towards the stage. Torrie stood open mouthed. She'd have to ask Lita straight after this now. It was far too intriguing. Smiling, she followed Stacy up onto the stage.
"Hey hey, quit that alright? Jesus man this is a club not a boxing ring so take it outside!"
Bubba hefted the nearest guy to him and put him outside the door. He could see D-Von hustling a small crowd outside after him. All in a night's work
"I thought you weren't gonna start any fights?"
"Can't help it I guess"
He turned around to see Trish laughing, still dressed in that stunning red dress that showed off her cleavage beautifully. He scooped her up for a kiss.
"Hey brother not in front of me!" D-Von protested with a wide grin
"Bitter single" shot Trish
"Ain't no woman alive I know who can handle me"
"He's full of shit, I see the way you look at Jacqueline" Bubba taunted his brother
D-Von widened his eyes. No one knew how he felt about Jacqueline. That was private to keep inside of him until the time is right. He felt exposed and angry.
"That ain't fair my brother, spilling my guts like that in front of a lady" D-Von growled
"So you do like her?" asked Trish a smile tugging at her lips
"That's for me to know and Jackie to find out" smirked D-Von, recovered
Trish laughed; D-Von could be sweet when he let down his guard. She'd have to give Jackie a call tomorrow and let her know the good news. It was all good when you could play matchmaker to your friends.
"You gonna let me in?" a voice said abruptly
Bubba and Trish turned to find Christian stood there, arms folded with a smirk on his face. He always appeared like he'd been formed out of some particularly bright darkness. He glowed from within practically; there was a special sort of magic emitting from him. He was confidence personified, unlike Chris who could act arrogant but spiralled into aggressive dark moods. Christian knew who he was and was perfectly happy being that way. Tonight he was in tight black jeans and a sleeveless red mesh top. A member of the group who turned up when he wasn't frequenting other clubs or working on his party plans, his strongest link to the group was through Edge his brother and Jeff, his sometimes always life partner.
"Nah we've reached the white boy quota inside" replied D-Von
Christian grinned as Trish eased her way out of Bubba's arms to give him an affectionate hug.
"Two important questions, is Edge here yet and has he told Chris yet?" he asked her
"Edge is here" confirmed Bubba slowly "I don't know about him telling Chris"
"Is he really going to do it?" asked Trish, all wide eyes and eager to know
"Here's hoping, or I'm dragging his ass over to Jericho and making him say something" Christian confirmed "its not going to be as hard as he thinks it is anyway"
"What makes you say that?" said D-Von, leaning against the outside wall
Christian smiled a very mysterious smile and eased his way into the club. He wanted to get in to see Jeff and he loved knowing things other people didn't.
"Gonna have to wait and see aren't you huh?"