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Tawnie awoke to the telephone ringing. Hesitantly she answered it.
"Hello?" she asked with the furrowed brow.
"Hey Tawnie, what's up?
"Me, thanks to you!" Tawnie's expression relaxed at the sound of Kurt's voice and she smiled.
"Well mornin' sunshine! Hey, okay me and the guys are getting together to chill out, play some foot ball and eat some chow, you in?"
"Hell yeah! I'll be over in an hour!"
"Awesome, see ya then."
"Bye."
*Click*
Ever since she was young, Tawnie loved the rough and tumble atmosphere of life. She wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty, maybe that's how she ended up here. Don't get my wrong, she was still very feminine and emotional, but if you were to put her friends in two columns, labeled Guy's and Gal's, the guys would out weigh the gals.
Tawnie got herself out of bed and lugged herself into the bathroom. She grabbed her brush and pulled her thick blond hair back into a ponytail. She brushed her teeth and shot a big grin to the mirror, showing off her sparkling chompers. She then grabbed her make up bag out of the drawer. Quickly she ran a stroke of pink eye shadow across her eyelids and swiped on a thin coat of mascara.
"Good enough for the guys." She thought.
She put on a Miami Hurricanes t-shirt and Addias pants, grabbed her keys and a granola bar and flew out the door.
~*~*~*~*~*~*At Kurt's*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tawnie sped into the driveway and slammed the door of her black Corvette shut.
She could hear laughter coming from the back yard and could smell a flaming hot grill. She ran up the concrete stairs and let herself in through the gate.
"TAWNIE!" Shawn shrieked in a girlie tone and ran at her, swinging her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"Put-me-down-Shawn!!" She playfully kicked and punched to break free and he let her down.
Then she ran up to Kurt who was tending the grill and punched him real hard in the back for good measure.
He just turned and stuck the spatula in her face threatening to use it if she struck again. The he let his face relax and smiled at her.
Tawnie waltzed over to a table where Triple H and Edge were playing WWE Monopoly (how typical). They had their own special twist added, of course a bet.
"Hey Homie." Triple H said looking up from his game.
"What's up Dawg?" Tawnie asked.
"Not much these days, yaw feel me playa?"
"I feel ya G."
They laughed a little and did their 'Secret Homie Handshake'. This had always been a little thing Tawnie and Trips did with each other.
Kurt had turned from the grill watching Tawnie, Shawn, Trips and Edge joke around together. He couldn't help but notice Tawnie's beautiful green eyes and her bright smile as she laughed with the guys.
He popped back into reality, smelling the smoke from the grill as the steaks started to burn. He remembered that Tawnie was just a friend and as always Just one of the guys.
"You gunna nuke those steaks or what?" Shawn yelled at Kurt who was frantically trying to put the flaming steaks out.
"Welp, so much for that idea. I'm ordering pizza!" Tawnie yelled letting herself in Kurt's house like it was home. Chessy, Kurt's golden retriever met her at the door and jumped happily at her feet.
Tawnie made her way into Kurt's huge kitchen. She dialed the phone and looked around at the familiar surroundings. She ran her fingertips across the counter to a picture frame. Summer 1997 road trip. In side the frame there was a picture of Tawnie, Kurt, Edge, Shawn and Triple H at the Grand Canyon. The were on their way to California for an independent wrestling show summer, trying to make their big break but decided to take a decided to take a detour. The sun was just setting in the background.
"Will this be for delivery or take out?" A voice shattered her thoughts.
"Delivery." Tawnie tapped her French manicured nails on the granite counter top while she ordered the usual.
She hung up the phone and walked down the hallway to Kurt's rec room and grabbed the football off its resting place on the coffee table. She proceeded to go back outside, standing the doorway tossing the football to herself, "You guys read to play some ball?"
Tawnie awoke to the telephone ringing. Hesitantly she answered it.
"Hello?" she asked with the furrowed brow.
"Hey Tawnie, what's up?
"Me, thanks to you!" Tawnie's expression relaxed at the sound of Kurt's voice and she smiled.
"Well mornin' sunshine! Hey, okay me and the guys are getting together to chill out, play some foot ball and eat some chow, you in?"
"Hell yeah! I'll be over in an hour!"
"Awesome, see ya then."
"Bye."
*Click*
Ever since she was young, Tawnie loved the rough and tumble atmosphere of life. She wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty, maybe that's how she ended up here. Don't get my wrong, she was still very feminine and emotional, but if you were to put her friends in two columns, labeled Guy's and Gal's, the guys would out weigh the gals.
Tawnie got herself out of bed and lugged herself into the bathroom. She grabbed her brush and pulled her thick blond hair back into a ponytail. She brushed her teeth and shot a big grin to the mirror, showing off her sparkling chompers. She then grabbed her make up bag out of the drawer. Quickly she ran a stroke of pink eye shadow across her eyelids and swiped on a thin coat of mascara.
"Good enough for the guys." She thought.
She put on a Miami Hurricanes t-shirt and Addias pants, grabbed her keys and a granola bar and flew out the door.
~*~*~*~*~*~*At Kurt's*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tawnie sped into the driveway and slammed the door of her black Corvette shut.
She could hear laughter coming from the back yard and could smell a flaming hot grill. She ran up the concrete stairs and let herself in through the gate.
"TAWNIE!" Shawn shrieked in a girlie tone and ran at her, swinging her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"Put-me-down-Shawn!!" She playfully kicked and punched to break free and he let her down.
Then she ran up to Kurt who was tending the grill and punched him real hard in the back for good measure.
He just turned and stuck the spatula in her face threatening to use it if she struck again. The he let his face relax and smiled at her.
Tawnie waltzed over to a table where Triple H and Edge were playing WWE Monopoly (how typical). They had their own special twist added, of course a bet.
"Hey Homie." Triple H said looking up from his game.
"What's up Dawg?" Tawnie asked.
"Not much these days, yaw feel me playa?"
"I feel ya G."
They laughed a little and did their 'Secret Homie Handshake'. This had always been a little thing Tawnie and Trips did with each other.
Kurt had turned from the grill watching Tawnie, Shawn, Trips and Edge joke around together. He couldn't help but notice Tawnie's beautiful green eyes and her bright smile as she laughed with the guys.
He popped back into reality, smelling the smoke from the grill as the steaks started to burn. He remembered that Tawnie was just a friend and as always Just one of the guys.
"You gunna nuke those steaks or what?" Shawn yelled at Kurt who was frantically trying to put the flaming steaks out.
"Welp, so much for that idea. I'm ordering pizza!" Tawnie yelled letting herself in Kurt's house like it was home. Chessy, Kurt's golden retriever met her at the door and jumped happily at her feet.
Tawnie made her way into Kurt's huge kitchen. She dialed the phone and looked around at the familiar surroundings. She ran her fingertips across the counter to a picture frame. Summer 1997 road trip. In side the frame there was a picture of Tawnie, Kurt, Edge, Shawn and Triple H at the Grand Canyon. The were on their way to California for an independent wrestling show summer, trying to make their big break but decided to take a decided to take a detour. The sun was just setting in the background.
"Will this be for delivery or take out?" A voice shattered her thoughts.
"Delivery." Tawnie tapped her French manicured nails on the granite counter top while she ordered the usual.
She hung up the phone and walked down the hallway to Kurt's rec room and grabbed the football off its resting place on the coffee table. She proceeded to go back outside, standing the doorway tossing the football to herself, "You guys read to play some ball?"