Ch. 3 -- Big Surprise
The next Monday on Raw, Trish had not been able to forget the guy she had seen the previous week. She tried to block him out of her mind, but there was just something so familiar about his stare, yet she couldn't pinpoint what it was. However, she did know that he was breathtaking and so different from any other guy she ever laid eyes on. She noticed that she had blanked out on the couch in the Divas Locker room and decided to take a walk around the arena, since the show was to start in only a couple of hours.
Trish said hi to a few of the production crew and some wrestlers, who arrived early as well, until she met up with a bubbly Amy.
"Why are you so happy?," Trish asker her best friend, curious yet afraid of the answer.
"I have a surprise for you!," Amy beamed excitedly.
"Oh no, what is it?," Trish replied reluctantly, as Amy covered her eyes and guided her to only she knew where.
"Just trust me on this, okay? You'll thank me later on."
After what seemed like forever because of the anticipation Trish had inside of her, Amy finally said to open her eyes and right there in front of her, stood the man she couldn't get her mind off of for the past week. She stood there frozen, exactly like the first time they had locked eyes. It felt like some dream. This guy was just so gorgeous, yet mysterious and so familiar...she didn't know what to say and her heart pounded like it was going to explode out of her chest. Before Trish got lost in his eyes, the dark-haired man next to him, who Trish hadn't noticed was there, spoke.
"Trish, do you remember us?"
She stared at the both of them for so long as she searched through all the thoughts in her head, because he seemed strangely familiar, too.
"It's me, Matt and this is Jeff. Remember? We used to grow up together back in North Carolina."
After a few seconds, shock overcame her and she found herself hugging the two men very tightly. Then she backed off and crossed her arms.
"Wait...prove it," she said, afraid it was some sort of joke.
Jeff laughed and finally spoke, where Trish just felt like melting right there in front of him.
"You're still the same little girl who never believed a word anyone said. When we were younger, I called you Trish Stratus because your real name was too hard for me to say and you always seemed to be lost in the clouds when you thought about a lot of things. It was always hard to snap you out of it."
"Hah, you got that right," Amy said, nudging Trish while referring silently to the occurence of last week.
When Trish heard those words, it sounded the same way she remembered it. With teary eyes, Trish hugged the two men again and said, "Wow, it really is you guys! I mean who ever thought I'd see the two of you again! Let's go...we've got a lot of catching up to do!"
The next Monday on Raw, Trish had not been able to forget the guy she had seen the previous week. She tried to block him out of her mind, but there was just something so familiar about his stare, yet she couldn't pinpoint what it was. However, she did know that he was breathtaking and so different from any other guy she ever laid eyes on. She noticed that she had blanked out on the couch in the Divas Locker room and decided to take a walk around the arena, since the show was to start in only a couple of hours.
Trish said hi to a few of the production crew and some wrestlers, who arrived early as well, until she met up with a bubbly Amy.
"Why are you so happy?," Trish asker her best friend, curious yet afraid of the answer.
"I have a surprise for you!," Amy beamed excitedly.
"Oh no, what is it?," Trish replied reluctantly, as Amy covered her eyes and guided her to only she knew where.
"Just trust me on this, okay? You'll thank me later on."
After what seemed like forever because of the anticipation Trish had inside of her, Amy finally said to open her eyes and right there in front of her, stood the man she couldn't get her mind off of for the past week. She stood there frozen, exactly like the first time they had locked eyes. It felt like some dream. This guy was just so gorgeous, yet mysterious and so familiar...she didn't know what to say and her heart pounded like it was going to explode out of her chest. Before Trish got lost in his eyes, the dark-haired man next to him, who Trish hadn't noticed was there, spoke.
"Trish, do you remember us?"
She stared at the both of them for so long as she searched through all the thoughts in her head, because he seemed strangely familiar, too.
"It's me, Matt and this is Jeff. Remember? We used to grow up together back in North Carolina."
After a few seconds, shock overcame her and she found herself hugging the two men very tightly. Then she backed off and crossed her arms.
"Wait...prove it," she said, afraid it was some sort of joke.
Jeff laughed and finally spoke, where Trish just felt like melting right there in front of him.
"You're still the same little girl who never believed a word anyone said. When we were younger, I called you Trish Stratus because your real name was too hard for me to say and you always seemed to be lost in the clouds when you thought about a lot of things. It was always hard to snap you out of it."
"Hah, you got that right," Amy said, nudging Trish while referring silently to the occurence of last week.
When Trish heard those words, it sounded the same way she remembered it. With teary eyes, Trish hugged the two men again and said, "Wow, it really is you guys! I mean who ever thought I'd see the two of you again! Let's go...we've got a lot of catching up to do!"