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Fine Line Between Love and Hate
Chapter Four
Randy stepped off the plane and headed over to get his luggage when he noticed the other three members of Evolution waiting presumably for him. It wasn't everyday that happened.
"What's the occasion?" Randy asked though he doubted he'd get an honest answer.
"Nothing, our flights just got in a little bit ago," the gruff voice of Dave Batista said.
Randy looked at them for a moment before deciding to let it go. Whatever it was they weren't telling him, but it did make him curious.
"How was your vacation?" Ric asked. Randy was again confused. Ric and his father were pretty good friends, so why didn't he already know about how the vacation went?
"Fine," Randy said hoping that they would drop it.
"No mystery woman?" Dave asked with a smirk.
"Don't even go there," Randy said. "Just because my mother wants me off the market that doesn't mean anything."
"Was she pretty," Paul asked ignoring his comments.
"Yes," Randy reluctantly admitted. Ali wasn't pretty in a Trish Stratus way but she was gorgeous.
"Then it couldn't have been that bad," Ric probed. "Or was it that good?"
"God are your guys' minds always in the gutter. I'm not continuing this conversation," Randy said casing the other men to laugh.
"Did Shayna say yes?" Dave asked Paul thinking it was time to change the subject.
"Yeah, Steph was happy for us and everything. Look at this cute picture of Paige," he said grabbing a picture out of his carry on.
"You survived the infamous Hardy duo and their friends," Randy told Dave.
"They're like munchkins," Dave said laughing. "Everyone except sometimes Matt was pretty cool, probably on Syd's orders."
It only took Dave a moment to spot his girlfriend. "That was the other reason I waited," Dave commented.
Randy again felt that he should be happy for is friend but instead was found himself bordering on jealous. He wanted a relationship like that.
"Randy how was your Christmas?" Sydney asked.
"Why does everyone have to ask?" Randy asked frustrated. He didn't mean to take it out on his friends but he was about to scream.
"Sorry," Syd said, "it was an innocent question."
"I know it's just my parents," Randy said. He hoped that would be enough.
"I understand," Syd said remembering her own problems with her parents.
The five friends made their way from the airport towards the arena. His four companions noticed that Randy was unusually quiet during the trip. Three of them wondered if it was about Ali, but they couldn't ask.
Once they got to the arena they were their usual stylin' and profilin' selves. The were almost as cocky backstage as they were on screen. It kept people out even though it unfortunately made a lot of people hate them.
Randy sat on the comfy leather couch trying to rid him mind of thoughts of Ali, unfortunately he was having about as much luck as he had when he wasn't trying. There was nothing he could do to got the woman out of his mind.
"What's wrong kid?" Ric asked.
"Nothing just trying to recover from break," Randy said.
Ric didn't believe him, but he wasn't going to press for information at the moment.
"The only woman in your life is Lizzie, how could she have worn you, the legend killer, out?" Paul smirked. "Unless it was our illusive mystery woman."
"Hey you know how hard it is to keep a three year old entertained so don't even thing about dissing me," Randy shot back a bit more sourly than he intended.
"And I'm six years older than you, but I'm not complaining about recovering," Paul said ignoring the sourness in his friends voice.
"So it is about the girl," Ric asked.
"The girl doesn't like me so it doesn't' matter," Randy said giving them more information than he wanted to.
"Can we at least have a name to refer to her as?" Sydney asked. She didn't know exactly what them men were planning but she was getting sick of not having a name to refer to her as.
"Her name's Ali," Randy revealed. "There's going to be a New Years party at my house you guys are invited."
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Tuesday Ali was glad she had two days off, not that he boss wanted anyone to have off. He just didn't want to pay holiday pay.
"Ms. Collins you work this week has been absolutely unacceptable. If you don't shape up by Friday then don't even bother coming in," her boss said being his typical self.
"I'm sorry sir, my work will be better Friday," Ali told him. Coddling his ego was usually the best way to handle him.
"Good," he grunted. Ali swore she heard him mutter something vulgar under his breath as she was leaving.
Ali wasn't in any better mood when she got home. It was drawing near the first anniversary of her parents death, and she was almost positive she would have to deal with Randy the next night at the party.
Her phone rang. It was Leigh. Leigh seemed to believe Ali needed some wonderful new outfit for the next night's party. Leigh, much like her brother, always got her way, though Ali knew she didn't have enough money for a new outfit at the moment.
Leigh whisked her off to the mall before Ali knew what was happening. Leigh was one of the best bargain hunters Ali knew. If anyone could find and awesome outfit cheap it was Leigh. Ali still wasn't thrilled about being dragged from store to store, but Leigh managed to make it entertaining. Ali got the perfect or nearly perfect outfit for the party.
When Ali got home she began to question her motives for want the new outfit. She knew she didn't want to impress him, but there was part of her wanted him to see her there. Maybe she'd impress some other guy just to spite him.
Fine Line Between Love and Hate
Chapter Four
Randy stepped off the plane and headed over to get his luggage when he noticed the other three members of Evolution waiting presumably for him. It wasn't everyday that happened.
"What's the occasion?" Randy asked though he doubted he'd get an honest answer.
"Nothing, our flights just got in a little bit ago," the gruff voice of Dave Batista said.
Randy looked at them for a moment before deciding to let it go. Whatever it was they weren't telling him, but it did make him curious.
"How was your vacation?" Ric asked. Randy was again confused. Ric and his father were pretty good friends, so why didn't he already know about how the vacation went?
"Fine," Randy said hoping that they would drop it.
"No mystery woman?" Dave asked with a smirk.
"Don't even go there," Randy said. "Just because my mother wants me off the market that doesn't mean anything."
"Was she pretty," Paul asked ignoring his comments.
"Yes," Randy reluctantly admitted. Ali wasn't pretty in a Trish Stratus way but she was gorgeous.
"Then it couldn't have been that bad," Ric probed. "Or was it that good?"
"God are your guys' minds always in the gutter. I'm not continuing this conversation," Randy said casing the other men to laugh.
"Did Shayna say yes?" Dave asked Paul thinking it was time to change the subject.
"Yeah, Steph was happy for us and everything. Look at this cute picture of Paige," he said grabbing a picture out of his carry on.
"You survived the infamous Hardy duo and their friends," Randy told Dave.
"They're like munchkins," Dave said laughing. "Everyone except sometimes Matt was pretty cool, probably on Syd's orders."
It only took Dave a moment to spot his girlfriend. "That was the other reason I waited," Dave commented.
Randy again felt that he should be happy for is friend but instead was found himself bordering on jealous. He wanted a relationship like that.
"Randy how was your Christmas?" Sydney asked.
"Why does everyone have to ask?" Randy asked frustrated. He didn't mean to take it out on his friends but he was about to scream.
"Sorry," Syd said, "it was an innocent question."
"I know it's just my parents," Randy said. He hoped that would be enough.
"I understand," Syd said remembering her own problems with her parents.
The five friends made their way from the airport towards the arena. His four companions noticed that Randy was unusually quiet during the trip. Three of them wondered if it was about Ali, but they couldn't ask.
Once they got to the arena they were their usual stylin' and profilin' selves. The were almost as cocky backstage as they were on screen. It kept people out even though it unfortunately made a lot of people hate them.
Randy sat on the comfy leather couch trying to rid him mind of thoughts of Ali, unfortunately he was having about as much luck as he had when he wasn't trying. There was nothing he could do to got the woman out of his mind.
"What's wrong kid?" Ric asked.
"Nothing just trying to recover from break," Randy said.
Ric didn't believe him, but he wasn't going to press for information at the moment.
"The only woman in your life is Lizzie, how could she have worn you, the legend killer, out?" Paul smirked. "Unless it was our illusive mystery woman."
"Hey you know how hard it is to keep a three year old entertained so don't even thing about dissing me," Randy shot back a bit more sourly than he intended.
"And I'm six years older than you, but I'm not complaining about recovering," Paul said ignoring the sourness in his friends voice.
"So it is about the girl," Ric asked.
"The girl doesn't like me so it doesn't' matter," Randy said giving them more information than he wanted to.
"Can we at least have a name to refer to her as?" Sydney asked. She didn't know exactly what them men were planning but she was getting sick of not having a name to refer to her as.
"Her name's Ali," Randy revealed. "There's going to be a New Years party at my house you guys are invited."
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Tuesday Ali was glad she had two days off, not that he boss wanted anyone to have off. He just didn't want to pay holiday pay.
"Ms. Collins you work this week has been absolutely unacceptable. If you don't shape up by Friday then don't even bother coming in," her boss said being his typical self.
"I'm sorry sir, my work will be better Friday," Ali told him. Coddling his ego was usually the best way to handle him.
"Good," he grunted. Ali swore she heard him mutter something vulgar under his breath as she was leaving.
Ali wasn't in any better mood when she got home. It was drawing near the first anniversary of her parents death, and she was almost positive she would have to deal with Randy the next night at the party.
Her phone rang. It was Leigh. Leigh seemed to believe Ali needed some wonderful new outfit for the next night's party. Leigh, much like her brother, always got her way, though Ali knew she didn't have enough money for a new outfit at the moment.
Leigh whisked her off to the mall before Ali knew what was happening. Leigh was one of the best bargain hunters Ali knew. If anyone could find and awesome outfit cheap it was Leigh. Ali still wasn't thrilled about being dragged from store to store, but Leigh managed to make it entertaining. Ali got the perfect or nearly perfect outfit for the party.
When Ali got home she began to question her motives for want the new outfit. She knew she didn't want to impress him, but there was part of her wanted him to see her there. Maybe she'd impress some other guy just to spite him.