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"I just love how they're so specific on where we're going." Alyssa spoke under her breath with a small laugh as she fingered through a few different dresses in her closet, chewing on her lip for a short moment. Riley grinned at her from the other side of the room.
"Look who you're talking about. Are they ever specific about anything?"
"Well, come to think of it..." She let out a slow laugh, moving past the dresses and pulling out a pair of fitted black pants. "No." Alyssa stated, searching for a top to wear with the outfit. "Do you still have that light blue shirt?"
"Here, honey." Riley took the shirt off of its hanger and tossed it to Alyssa. "Hey, Lyss..."
"Yeah?"
"What do you think of Adam?"
"I don't know." Alyssa laughed slowly as she finished dressing, smoothing her hand over her partially bared stomach, before walking to the mirror and pulling her hair back. "What am I supposed to think of him?"
"C'mon, girl. Talk to me." Riley smirked slowly, mocking Alyssa. "And I quote... 'charming'."
Alyssa laughed, applying a quick coat of lip gloss. "Are you ready to go?" She let out a laugh, starting for the door and looking over her shoulder at Riley who nodded and followed behind her.
"Why, hello sexy ladies." Dustin grinned playfully as the girls joined the guys in the kitchen.
"Hey, Dustin." Alyssa kissed his cheek loudly, as Riley paired up with Danny.
"Did the two of you take long enough?" Al asked, letting out a laugh and taking a step back as Riley smacked his arm.
"Since I'm not appreciated I guess I'll just change back into my jeans and stay here..." Alyssa trailed off with a laugh, turning to walk back towards the bedroom.
"I think not." Al laughed, quickly sliding an arm around her waist to keep her in place. "You're going." He motioned for the door with a laugh. "Now."
"Somebody's slightly bossy." Alyssa smirked at him as she raised an eyebrow and started for the door.
"Yes, yes I am." Al stated as he followed behind her. "And I can be." He added as the group left together.
"Hold up." Alyssa stopped instantly, letting out a quick laugh as her eyes went from one built man to the next. "Who's driving?" Her eyes remained on Dustin as he spoke up.
"You're coming with me, Adam, and Greg. Riley's going with Danny, Al and Micah." Dustin explained. Riley and Alyssa both shook their heads at the arrangement, laughing to themselves as they climbed into the two separate cars.
"I don't know if I like this." She stated with a laugh as she sat back in her seat and buckled.
"Then you're a very intuitive girl." Adam laughed from where he sat in the back seat with Greg. The two grinned at each other.
"What have I gotten myself into?" Alyssa simply laughed into her hands, slowly shaking her head.
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"So, does anyone want to explain to me why I agreed to come with you?" Alyssa spoke as Dustin turned into a long, paved driveway.
"Because you love us?" Greg suggested with a shrug, and a small laugh.
"No, no. That definitely can't be it." She grinned widely at him. "Trust me on that one."
"Because you were left no choice?" Dustin laughed, pulling the key out of the ignition, and sliding his keys into his pocket.
"Now that just may be the one..." Alyssa paused for a long moment as she looked out of the window. "Care telling me where you've kidnapped me to?"
"Sure thing, sweetheart." Adam smiled over at her. "We're at Oscar's place."
"Oscar?" She raised a confused eyebrow as she glanced at the beautiful house before them.
"Rey Mysterio's place. Better?" Dustin laughed softly as he watched the confused look on her face slowly disappear. Alyssa nodded.
"Much. But... why're we here?"
"He's having a little July 4th party. A bit premature, but..." Dustin told her with a small shrug as he unbuckled his seatbelt.
"Yeah. Little." Adam smirked as the group climbed out of the SUV. Alyssa shook her head slowly, carefully pushing her hair behind her ears, as the wind had blown it out of place. Her eyes scanned her surroundings, smiling softly to herself. This place was absolutely beautiful.
"Little?" Alyssa whispered to Adam with a laugh as the four of them entered the house, being greeted by Oscar. "You have a beautiful place."
Oscar smiled back at her, genuinely. "A beautiful place for beautiful ladies."
Alyssa simply laughed, shaking her head slowly. "I'm just going to put this out there. Is there a course ya'll take on sweet talking?" She raised her eyebrow playfully.
"No." Dustin whispered, his lips against her ear as he slid an arm around her waist and led her inside. "We're just that charming."
"Yeah, okay." Alyssa rolled her eyes with a soft laugh as she was being led across the room to a group of guys. Including Mark Callaway. Alyssa took a deep breath before slowly withdrawing from Dustin. "I think I'm gonna go get a drink." She told him with a small smile.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, fine. You go talk with your friends, though." She told him, placing a soft kiss on his cheek. And with that, she walked away.
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Alyssa straddled the chair, as she had been for the past forty-five minutes. Her green eyes wandered around carefully, studying people. Her eyes landed on Mark again, she shook her head slightly before taking a long swig of the beer in her hand. She set it down on the table, running her fingers carefully around the rim.
"So, tell me... what's a beautiful girl, such as yourself doing sitting all by herself?"
"Beautiful?" Alyssa laughed quietly to herself. She paused for a short moment, closing her eyes and then re-opening them, the alcohol now just beginning to take effect on her. "I just felt like being alone, I guess..."
"Should I leave?" Alyssa shrugged as her eyes finally met his, taking in his features, and realizing who he was. It was Matt—Matt Hardy. Matt seated himself beside Alyssa, smiling softly at her. "Wanna know what I think? I think you're a girl that could use some company." He spoke smoothly, resting his hand on top of hers.
Alyssa simply let out a small laugh, shaking her head as she chewed on her lip. She took the last sip from the bottle before putting it down and frowning slightly. "Wanna know what you can do for me?" She asked him suddenly, turning to look at him.
"Hmmm?"
"Get me a drink?"
Matt saluted her with a soft laugh before walking away to get her a drink. Alyssa closed her eyes as she ran her hands over her face, letting out an uneasy breath. "How many does that make?" He spoke from behind her, running a hand softly down her back.
"Mmmh..." Alyssa slowly lifted her head. "That would be lucky number four." She smiled back at him before patting the seat beside her. "Join me?"
"Sure thing, sweetheart." Matt sat down beside her, watching as she began her drink. "Tell me about yourself."
"There's not much to tell." Alyssa shrugged her shoulders slightly. "Uhm... my name's Alyssa. I'm nineteen..." She spoke slowly, closing her eyes for a minute, her body relaxed. "I'm in the Tough Enough competition."
"Well, you have my vote." Matt whispered softly, his eyes closing as he placed a finger against her cheek, turning her to face him and placing a slow kiss on her lips. Alyssa returned the kiss before pulling away, and pushing her hair behind her ears slowly.
Her entire body tensed, her jaw clenching as she heard a voice from behind her. "Matt, you don't mind if I borrow her for a bit, do you?"
Matt's eyes raised to meet Mark's intense, no-nonsense gaze. He shook his head slowly. "No, man... she's all yours."
Alyssa's forehead creased slowly as Mark grabbed a hold of her arm, pulling her from the chair and leading her across the room. "You're conducting yourself really well."
"Bite me."
"Nice manners." Mark's eyebrows rose slowly. "Maybe next time you—"
Alyssa pulled her arm roughly from Mark, her body unassisted now, accidentally bumping into Dustin. "Sorry..." She mumbled before forcing herself to her feet, her eyes locking on Mark's. "You need to mind your own business, ok? It's my life. I do what I want, when I want and you have no say over that."
"Oh, so I have no authority?"
"None." Alyssa confirmed, an angry edge to her voice. "You blew that chance."
"This has nothing to do with what we talked about the other day. Nothing. I am one of your trainers, and you owe me that respect."
"Respect? You're talking respect?" Alyssa couldn't help but let out a laugh at his words. "I owe you nothing, and you certainly haven't deserved my respect. As far as respect, you have none from me." She growled at him, stumbling every few steps. "Sorry 'bout that..." She mumbled, sitting back down next to Matt.
"Matt, sorry to cut this short, man." This time she heard Al's voice behind her, and she shook her head slowly.
"Leave me alone, Al. I'm having a good time."
"Fun's over, I'm taking you home. C'mon." Alyssa's arms crossed over her chest slowly, her forehead creased. She watched Matt rise to his feet and meet up with a couple of guys, as Al took his seat.
"I don't need to be told what to do, Al. I'm not a child." She spoke, taking her beer back in her hand, staring at it.
"I never said you were a child." Al paused for a moment, taking the beer from her hand and setting it aside. "I'm your trainer, sweetheart. I care a lot about you. I also know this isn't how you normally act." Alyssa chewed on her lip slowly as he spoke. "You're upset, and so you're drinking. We've all done it. But now it's time for you to head home, and face up to it."
"Face up to what?"
"Life."
Alyssa simply stared at the floor, shaking her head slowly.
"Alyssa, don't make me do this the hard way. I don't want to make a scene." Her eyes slowly met his. "One way or another, you're going home. You've had far too much to drink, you're going to do something you regret. So you either walk out of here with me, or you get carried out."
Alyssa rose to her feet silently, glaring at him. How dare he try to control her life. How dare he actually put her in a position like that.
She silently climbed into the car, with Al following. Dustin and Greg were already in the car waiting. Alyssa crossed her arms silently over her chest, as far away from all of them as she could be at the moment.
"Look, Alyssa—"
"Don't." She growled, glaring out the window. Dustin shook his head slowly, looking over his shoulder at her.
"We'll be talking to you tomorrow about everything. Tonight, you need to sleep off that alcohol." He spoke, his voice not angry, but firm.
Alyssa nodded silently at his words, her eyes closing as she curled up as much as she could in the seat. And with that, Dustin slipped the keys in the ignition, and began the drive home.
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"I just love how they're so specific on where we're going." Alyssa spoke under her breath with a small laugh as she fingered through a few different dresses in her closet, chewing on her lip for a short moment. Riley grinned at her from the other side of the room.
"Look who you're talking about. Are they ever specific about anything?"
"Well, come to think of it..." She let out a slow laugh, moving past the dresses and pulling out a pair of fitted black pants. "No." Alyssa stated, searching for a top to wear with the outfit. "Do you still have that light blue shirt?"
"Here, honey." Riley took the shirt off of its hanger and tossed it to Alyssa. "Hey, Lyss..."
"Yeah?"
"What do you think of Adam?"
"I don't know." Alyssa laughed slowly as she finished dressing, smoothing her hand over her partially bared stomach, before walking to the mirror and pulling her hair back. "What am I supposed to think of him?"
"C'mon, girl. Talk to me." Riley smirked slowly, mocking Alyssa. "And I quote... 'charming'."
Alyssa laughed, applying a quick coat of lip gloss. "Are you ready to go?" She let out a laugh, starting for the door and looking over her shoulder at Riley who nodded and followed behind her.
"Why, hello sexy ladies." Dustin grinned playfully as the girls joined the guys in the kitchen.
"Hey, Dustin." Alyssa kissed his cheek loudly, as Riley paired up with Danny.
"Did the two of you take long enough?" Al asked, letting out a laugh and taking a step back as Riley smacked his arm.
"Since I'm not appreciated I guess I'll just change back into my jeans and stay here..." Alyssa trailed off with a laugh, turning to walk back towards the bedroom.
"I think not." Al laughed, quickly sliding an arm around her waist to keep her in place. "You're going." He motioned for the door with a laugh. "Now."
"Somebody's slightly bossy." Alyssa smirked at him as she raised an eyebrow and started for the door.
"Yes, yes I am." Al stated as he followed behind her. "And I can be." He added as the group left together.
"Hold up." Alyssa stopped instantly, letting out a quick laugh as her eyes went from one built man to the next. "Who's driving?" Her eyes remained on Dustin as he spoke up.
"You're coming with me, Adam, and Greg. Riley's going with Danny, Al and Micah." Dustin explained. Riley and Alyssa both shook their heads at the arrangement, laughing to themselves as they climbed into the two separate cars.
"I don't know if I like this." She stated with a laugh as she sat back in her seat and buckled.
"Then you're a very intuitive girl." Adam laughed from where he sat in the back seat with Greg. The two grinned at each other.
"What have I gotten myself into?" Alyssa simply laughed into her hands, slowly shaking her head.
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"So, does anyone want to explain to me why I agreed to come with you?" Alyssa spoke as Dustin turned into a long, paved driveway.
"Because you love us?" Greg suggested with a shrug, and a small laugh.
"No, no. That definitely can't be it." She grinned widely at him. "Trust me on that one."
"Because you were left no choice?" Dustin laughed, pulling the key out of the ignition, and sliding his keys into his pocket.
"Now that just may be the one..." Alyssa paused for a long moment as she looked out of the window. "Care telling me where you've kidnapped me to?"
"Sure thing, sweetheart." Adam smiled over at her. "We're at Oscar's place."
"Oscar?" She raised a confused eyebrow as she glanced at the beautiful house before them.
"Rey Mysterio's place. Better?" Dustin laughed softly as he watched the confused look on her face slowly disappear. Alyssa nodded.
"Much. But... why're we here?"
"He's having a little July 4th party. A bit premature, but..." Dustin told her with a small shrug as he unbuckled his seatbelt.
"Yeah. Little." Adam smirked as the group climbed out of the SUV. Alyssa shook her head slowly, carefully pushing her hair behind her ears, as the wind had blown it out of place. Her eyes scanned her surroundings, smiling softly to herself. This place was absolutely beautiful.
"Little?" Alyssa whispered to Adam with a laugh as the four of them entered the house, being greeted by Oscar. "You have a beautiful place."
Oscar smiled back at her, genuinely. "A beautiful place for beautiful ladies."
Alyssa simply laughed, shaking her head slowly. "I'm just going to put this out there. Is there a course ya'll take on sweet talking?" She raised her eyebrow playfully.
"No." Dustin whispered, his lips against her ear as he slid an arm around her waist and led her inside. "We're just that charming."
"Yeah, okay." Alyssa rolled her eyes with a soft laugh as she was being led across the room to a group of guys. Including Mark Callaway. Alyssa took a deep breath before slowly withdrawing from Dustin. "I think I'm gonna go get a drink." She told him with a small smile.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, fine. You go talk with your friends, though." She told him, placing a soft kiss on his cheek. And with that, she walked away.
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Alyssa straddled the chair, as she had been for the past forty-five minutes. Her green eyes wandered around carefully, studying people. Her eyes landed on Mark again, she shook her head slightly before taking a long swig of the beer in her hand. She set it down on the table, running her fingers carefully around the rim.
"So, tell me... what's a beautiful girl, such as yourself doing sitting all by herself?"
"Beautiful?" Alyssa laughed quietly to herself. She paused for a short moment, closing her eyes and then re-opening them, the alcohol now just beginning to take effect on her. "I just felt like being alone, I guess..."
"Should I leave?" Alyssa shrugged as her eyes finally met his, taking in his features, and realizing who he was. It was Matt—Matt Hardy. Matt seated himself beside Alyssa, smiling softly at her. "Wanna know what I think? I think you're a girl that could use some company." He spoke smoothly, resting his hand on top of hers.
Alyssa simply let out a small laugh, shaking her head as she chewed on her lip. She took the last sip from the bottle before putting it down and frowning slightly. "Wanna know what you can do for me?" She asked him suddenly, turning to look at him.
"Hmmm?"
"Get me a drink?"
Matt saluted her with a soft laugh before walking away to get her a drink. Alyssa closed her eyes as she ran her hands over her face, letting out an uneasy breath. "How many does that make?" He spoke from behind her, running a hand softly down her back.
"Mmmh..." Alyssa slowly lifted her head. "That would be lucky number four." She smiled back at him before patting the seat beside her. "Join me?"
"Sure thing, sweetheart." Matt sat down beside her, watching as she began her drink. "Tell me about yourself."
"There's not much to tell." Alyssa shrugged her shoulders slightly. "Uhm... my name's Alyssa. I'm nineteen..." She spoke slowly, closing her eyes for a minute, her body relaxed. "I'm in the Tough Enough competition."
"Well, you have my vote." Matt whispered softly, his eyes closing as he placed a finger against her cheek, turning her to face him and placing a slow kiss on her lips. Alyssa returned the kiss before pulling away, and pushing her hair behind her ears slowly.
Her entire body tensed, her jaw clenching as she heard a voice from behind her. "Matt, you don't mind if I borrow her for a bit, do you?"
Matt's eyes raised to meet Mark's intense, no-nonsense gaze. He shook his head slowly. "No, man... she's all yours."
Alyssa's forehead creased slowly as Mark grabbed a hold of her arm, pulling her from the chair and leading her across the room. "You're conducting yourself really well."
"Bite me."
"Nice manners." Mark's eyebrows rose slowly. "Maybe next time you—"
Alyssa pulled her arm roughly from Mark, her body unassisted now, accidentally bumping into Dustin. "Sorry..." She mumbled before forcing herself to her feet, her eyes locking on Mark's. "You need to mind your own business, ok? It's my life. I do what I want, when I want and you have no say over that."
"Oh, so I have no authority?"
"None." Alyssa confirmed, an angry edge to her voice. "You blew that chance."
"This has nothing to do with what we talked about the other day. Nothing. I am one of your trainers, and you owe me that respect."
"Respect? You're talking respect?" Alyssa couldn't help but let out a laugh at his words. "I owe you nothing, and you certainly haven't deserved my respect. As far as respect, you have none from me." She growled at him, stumbling every few steps. "Sorry 'bout that..." She mumbled, sitting back down next to Matt.
"Matt, sorry to cut this short, man." This time she heard Al's voice behind her, and she shook her head slowly.
"Leave me alone, Al. I'm having a good time."
"Fun's over, I'm taking you home. C'mon." Alyssa's arms crossed over her chest slowly, her forehead creased. She watched Matt rise to his feet and meet up with a couple of guys, as Al took his seat.
"I don't need to be told what to do, Al. I'm not a child." She spoke, taking her beer back in her hand, staring at it.
"I never said you were a child." Al paused for a moment, taking the beer from her hand and setting it aside. "I'm your trainer, sweetheart. I care a lot about you. I also know this isn't how you normally act." Alyssa chewed on her lip slowly as he spoke. "You're upset, and so you're drinking. We've all done it. But now it's time for you to head home, and face up to it."
"Face up to what?"
"Life."
Alyssa simply stared at the floor, shaking her head slowly.
"Alyssa, don't make me do this the hard way. I don't want to make a scene." Her eyes slowly met his. "One way or another, you're going home. You've had far too much to drink, you're going to do something you regret. So you either walk out of here with me, or you get carried out."
Alyssa rose to her feet silently, glaring at him. How dare he try to control her life. How dare he actually put her in a position like that.
She silently climbed into the car, with Al following. Dustin and Greg were already in the car waiting. Alyssa crossed her arms silently over her chest, as far away from all of them as she could be at the moment.
"Look, Alyssa—"
"Don't." She growled, glaring out the window. Dustin shook his head slowly, looking over his shoulder at her.
"We'll be talking to you tomorrow about everything. Tonight, you need to sleep off that alcohol." He spoke, his voice not angry, but firm.
Alyssa nodded silently at his words, her eyes closing as she curled up as much as she could in the seat. And with that, Dustin slipped the keys in the ignition, and began the drive home.
