They exited the plane and walked through the airport. People starred
at them the whole way. A little boy ran up to Mark.
"Undertaker, may I have your autograph?" The little boy held out a piece of paper and a pen.
"Sure thing kid. What's your name?" Mark put down his carry on and knelt so he was as level with the boy as he could.
"Jamie." The little boy's eyes were huge with excitement. Mark began to write.
"Who's she?" Jamie nodded towards Thyst.
"Are you going to watch Wrestlemania?" Mark handed the piece of paper and pen back to the boy.
"Yupe." The boy looked at Mark as he stood up and picked up his carry on.
"You'll have to wait till then to figure out who she is." Mark put his hand on Thyst's shoulder. Thyst smiled at the little boy.
"Don't tell anybody." Thyst winked. Mark and Thyst continued on their way. They rented a car from the Airport Rental Center.
They walked out of the Airport towards their car. Thyst pushed a button on the key chain and the trunk opened. She put her stuff on one side of the trunk and Mark put his on the other. Mark held out his hand to Thyst.
"What?" Thyst gave him a weird look as she closed the trunk.
"Do you want me to drive?" Mark looked down at her, not moving his hand.
"Do you want to drive?" Thyst put her hands on her hips and looked straight up at him.
"Doesn't matter." Mark shrugged. Thyst handed him the keys.
"Next time, I'll drive." Thyst brushed past him and sat in the passenger seat. Mark stood there for a second, thinking to himself. Then sat in the driver's side after adjusting it as far back as it would go.
"She's very independent, she's not used to anyone doing anything for her outside paying for dinner." He thought then stuck the key in the ignition and turned on the car.
"I'm sorry for being rude back there." Thyst said, looking out the window.
"It's okay." Mark pulled into the Hotel parking lot.
"Vince told me we should get separate rooms, but they should be right beside each other. One of those rooms that have those doors, so they connect." Mark said, getting his stuff out of the trunk. Thyst shrugged and then got her things. They walked into the lobby and got their rooms. The place was a normal Hotel, nothing too special, but not crawling with cockroaches either.
Thyst opened her door and walked in. It was a nice room, with a big bed, cable TV, and a good spacious bathroom. She started unzipping her bags and laying them on the dresser. She didn't see any point in completely unpacking if she was just going to stay there for 3 nights. Thyst heard a knock at the side door.
"Buddy the elf, what's your favorite color?" She said opening the door. Mark laughed.
"Where'd you get that saying?" He asked, ducking in the doorway into her room.
"Elf, it's a good moving starring Will Farrell. It cracked me up." Thyst said laughing.
"I'm going to go work out, you want to come with me?" Mark crossed his arms and looked down at her.
"Sure, I got to change first, I can't do good crunches in hip huggers." She smiled, ushering him out of her room. She changed into sweatpants and tennis shoes. When she was done, she knocked on Marks door.
"Yeah, with you in a minute." Mark said. Thyst could hear him shuffling around in his room. Thyst grabbed her water bottle and her hotel key. Mark opened the door.
"Ready?" He asked. He had a blue and white bandana around his hair. He had on a black muscle shirt and sweatpants.
"Yeah, ready when you are." Thyst closed the door behind him and walked out the entrance, making sure the door was locked behind her. It was cold in New York for March. Or at least the March they were having. She was thankful she had grabbed her coat, but Mark didn't seem to mind. He didn't even have a coat.
"You drive." He threw Thyst the keys.
"But I don't know where we're going." She threw them back.
"Alright, fair enough." Mark opened the passenger's door. Thyst gave him a weird look and lifted her eyebrow. She sat down and Mark closed the door for her. "That's weird." She thought.
"Thank you." She said when Mark sat down in the driver's side.
"A man should normally open the door for a woman. It's common courtesy." He said, starting up the car and turning on the heater.
"My dad used to say that." She said looking down.
"So where you from?" Mark said, striking up conversation.
"Ohio. I went on a road trip with my friends, right after I graduated for about a year. So I've been everywhere, but Ohio will always be my home." She said looking out the window. The traffic was always terrible in New York. Their Hotel was in the rural part of town, but the gym was on the outskirts. The car was practically at walking speed by now.
"Yeah, that's how it is with me and Texas." Mark said, not taking his eyes off the road.
"So where all did you go?" Mark looked at her for a minute then back at the road.
"Major landmarks. The Grand Canyon, Orlando Florida, New York. We went to Canada to visit a friend of mine for a few days." Thyst didn't advert her eyes from the window. Finally the car pulled into the gym parking lot. They walked into the gym and talked to the receptionist at the desk. Mark explained that Vince made arrangements and told her their names. The receptionist seemed infatuated with him. Thyst would admit that he was attractive for as old as he was, but this woman was in her teens, and wouldn't stop starring. "How rude." Thyst thought. Mark smiled and waved Thyst on to the back. He winked at the receptionist and Thyst rolled her eyes.
"Whoa, who's the bombshell?" Thyst heard a voice from the back and recognized it, It was John Cena. Mark looked at Thyst.
"This is Amethyst Marxist, she'll be on Smackdown with us." Mark said.
"Hi guys. Call me Thyst." Thyst waved at everyone. John Cena was the first one up to her. He took her hand and kissed the back of it. Thyst rolled her eyes.
"John Cena, nice to meet you." John winked. Thyst rolled her eyes at him. Eddie and Sable shook her hand as well.
"So are you excited about Wrestlemania?" Eddie asked.
"Oh hell yeah!" Thyst said, walking over to the treadmill. She started walking to warm up, then she ran after a while. She noticed that John was starring from where he was.
"Take a picture hun, it'll last longer." Thyst shot at him. She didn't like men like him. John quickly looked away from her.
On the way back from the gym there was almost complete silence besides the radio. "I'm Just A Girl" by No Doubt was playing.
"OHHH I've had it up to here!" Thyst sang out, breaking the silence. Mark gave her a funny look. It was dark now, so Thyst didn't really notice.
"The moment that I step outside, so many reasons for me to run and hide I can't do the little things I hold so dear, cause it's all those little things that I fear." Thyst started head banging and singing. She turned the music up.
"You alright darlin'?" Mark looked at her then back at the road.
"Yeah why?" Thyst looked at him.
"Just checkin'." Mark turned down the music.
"Hey!" Thyst said.
"I can't stand that song." Mark said turning the radio completely off. Thyst decided this wasn't a battle worth fighting for, but she was upset with him and didn't speak to him. When they pulled into the Hotel she went immediately to her room. She let her hair down and began brushing it when she heard a knock at the door. She opened it.
"Don't forget we have an early day tomorrow so set your alarm clock." Mark smiled at her. "What an ass. Can't I get two minutes alone?!" She thought. She nodded and closed the door on him. She walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She didn't like her hair as black as it was. She began running her bath water and heard another knock on the door.
"Jesus Christ!" She mumbled and answered the door.
"Are you mad at me?" Mark welcomed himself right into her room. "Oh so he does know I'm pissed, but he just doesn't care." She thought.
"Whatever gave you that idea?" She asked, returning to the bathroom.
"You're upset over a song? Don't you think that's kind of stupid?" Mark called to her as he sat down on her bed. "Don't you think it's kind of stupid to keep bugging me." She thought.
"It's not just the song, it's just that I haven't had a moments peace since I got on that plane with you. Let me read, let me listen to music, let me be me and stop bugging me for a while." She said peeping her head outside the bathroom door.
"Sorry." Mark hung his head and walked back into his room. Thyst continued to take a bath. She set her Alarm Clock for 6 the next morning. She decided she'd apologize for being so short and upset with Mark the next morning.
"Undertaker, may I have your autograph?" The little boy held out a piece of paper and a pen.
"Sure thing kid. What's your name?" Mark put down his carry on and knelt so he was as level with the boy as he could.
"Jamie." The little boy's eyes were huge with excitement. Mark began to write.
"Who's she?" Jamie nodded towards Thyst.
"Are you going to watch Wrestlemania?" Mark handed the piece of paper and pen back to the boy.
"Yupe." The boy looked at Mark as he stood up and picked up his carry on.
"You'll have to wait till then to figure out who she is." Mark put his hand on Thyst's shoulder. Thyst smiled at the little boy.
"Don't tell anybody." Thyst winked. Mark and Thyst continued on their way. They rented a car from the Airport Rental Center.
They walked out of the Airport towards their car. Thyst pushed a button on the key chain and the trunk opened. She put her stuff on one side of the trunk and Mark put his on the other. Mark held out his hand to Thyst.
"What?" Thyst gave him a weird look as she closed the trunk.
"Do you want me to drive?" Mark looked down at her, not moving his hand.
"Do you want to drive?" Thyst put her hands on her hips and looked straight up at him.
"Doesn't matter." Mark shrugged. Thyst handed him the keys.
"Next time, I'll drive." Thyst brushed past him and sat in the passenger seat. Mark stood there for a second, thinking to himself. Then sat in the driver's side after adjusting it as far back as it would go.
"She's very independent, she's not used to anyone doing anything for her outside paying for dinner." He thought then stuck the key in the ignition and turned on the car.
"I'm sorry for being rude back there." Thyst said, looking out the window.
"It's okay." Mark pulled into the Hotel parking lot.
"Vince told me we should get separate rooms, but they should be right beside each other. One of those rooms that have those doors, so they connect." Mark said, getting his stuff out of the trunk. Thyst shrugged and then got her things. They walked into the lobby and got their rooms. The place was a normal Hotel, nothing too special, but not crawling with cockroaches either.
Thyst opened her door and walked in. It was a nice room, with a big bed, cable TV, and a good spacious bathroom. She started unzipping her bags and laying them on the dresser. She didn't see any point in completely unpacking if she was just going to stay there for 3 nights. Thyst heard a knock at the side door.
"Buddy the elf, what's your favorite color?" She said opening the door. Mark laughed.
"Where'd you get that saying?" He asked, ducking in the doorway into her room.
"Elf, it's a good moving starring Will Farrell. It cracked me up." Thyst said laughing.
"I'm going to go work out, you want to come with me?" Mark crossed his arms and looked down at her.
"Sure, I got to change first, I can't do good crunches in hip huggers." She smiled, ushering him out of her room. She changed into sweatpants and tennis shoes. When she was done, she knocked on Marks door.
"Yeah, with you in a minute." Mark said. Thyst could hear him shuffling around in his room. Thyst grabbed her water bottle and her hotel key. Mark opened the door.
"Ready?" He asked. He had a blue and white bandana around his hair. He had on a black muscle shirt and sweatpants.
"Yeah, ready when you are." Thyst closed the door behind him and walked out the entrance, making sure the door was locked behind her. It was cold in New York for March. Or at least the March they were having. She was thankful she had grabbed her coat, but Mark didn't seem to mind. He didn't even have a coat.
"You drive." He threw Thyst the keys.
"But I don't know where we're going." She threw them back.
"Alright, fair enough." Mark opened the passenger's door. Thyst gave him a weird look and lifted her eyebrow. She sat down and Mark closed the door for her. "That's weird." She thought.
"Thank you." She said when Mark sat down in the driver's side.
"A man should normally open the door for a woman. It's common courtesy." He said, starting up the car and turning on the heater.
"My dad used to say that." She said looking down.
"So where you from?" Mark said, striking up conversation.
"Ohio. I went on a road trip with my friends, right after I graduated for about a year. So I've been everywhere, but Ohio will always be my home." She said looking out the window. The traffic was always terrible in New York. Their Hotel was in the rural part of town, but the gym was on the outskirts. The car was practically at walking speed by now.
"Yeah, that's how it is with me and Texas." Mark said, not taking his eyes off the road.
"So where all did you go?" Mark looked at her for a minute then back at the road.
"Major landmarks. The Grand Canyon, Orlando Florida, New York. We went to Canada to visit a friend of mine for a few days." Thyst didn't advert her eyes from the window. Finally the car pulled into the gym parking lot. They walked into the gym and talked to the receptionist at the desk. Mark explained that Vince made arrangements and told her their names. The receptionist seemed infatuated with him. Thyst would admit that he was attractive for as old as he was, but this woman was in her teens, and wouldn't stop starring. "How rude." Thyst thought. Mark smiled and waved Thyst on to the back. He winked at the receptionist and Thyst rolled her eyes.
"Whoa, who's the bombshell?" Thyst heard a voice from the back and recognized it, It was John Cena. Mark looked at Thyst.
"This is Amethyst Marxist, she'll be on Smackdown with us." Mark said.
"Hi guys. Call me Thyst." Thyst waved at everyone. John Cena was the first one up to her. He took her hand and kissed the back of it. Thyst rolled her eyes.
"John Cena, nice to meet you." John winked. Thyst rolled her eyes at him. Eddie and Sable shook her hand as well.
"So are you excited about Wrestlemania?" Eddie asked.
"Oh hell yeah!" Thyst said, walking over to the treadmill. She started walking to warm up, then she ran after a while. She noticed that John was starring from where he was.
"Take a picture hun, it'll last longer." Thyst shot at him. She didn't like men like him. John quickly looked away from her.
On the way back from the gym there was almost complete silence besides the radio. "I'm Just A Girl" by No Doubt was playing.
"OHHH I've had it up to here!" Thyst sang out, breaking the silence. Mark gave her a funny look. It was dark now, so Thyst didn't really notice.
"The moment that I step outside, so many reasons for me to run and hide I can't do the little things I hold so dear, cause it's all those little things that I fear." Thyst started head banging and singing. She turned the music up.
"You alright darlin'?" Mark looked at her then back at the road.
"Yeah why?" Thyst looked at him.
"Just checkin'." Mark turned down the music.
"Hey!" Thyst said.
"I can't stand that song." Mark said turning the radio completely off. Thyst decided this wasn't a battle worth fighting for, but she was upset with him and didn't speak to him. When they pulled into the Hotel she went immediately to her room. She let her hair down and began brushing it when she heard a knock at the door. She opened it.
"Don't forget we have an early day tomorrow so set your alarm clock." Mark smiled at her. "What an ass. Can't I get two minutes alone?!" She thought. She nodded and closed the door on him. She walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She didn't like her hair as black as it was. She began running her bath water and heard another knock on the door.
"Jesus Christ!" She mumbled and answered the door.
"Are you mad at me?" Mark welcomed himself right into her room. "Oh so he does know I'm pissed, but he just doesn't care." She thought.
"Whatever gave you that idea?" She asked, returning to the bathroom.
"You're upset over a song? Don't you think that's kind of stupid?" Mark called to her as he sat down on her bed. "Don't you think it's kind of stupid to keep bugging me." She thought.
"It's not just the song, it's just that I haven't had a moments peace since I got on that plane with you. Let me read, let me listen to music, let me be me and stop bugging me for a while." She said peeping her head outside the bathroom door.
"Sorry." Mark hung his head and walked back into his room. Thyst continued to take a bath. She set her Alarm Clock for 6 the next morning. She decided she'd apologize for being so short and upset with Mark the next morning.