The Day cena fell in love Part 6
The Opening of WFL
Cassie was nervous, walking around the arena. What if no one showed up for the opening? Wrestling had never been too popular in Québec. Even the WWE would almost never came down to make a show. Had she spent all her money on a useless idea? She stopped dead on her track, feeling angry. There was no need to be nervous. Tickets had been sold really fast, and all the publicity had spread through the town. Cassie felt uneasy because of the press point she just gave. During a whole hour, repoters had been asking her questions about her past. It was suppose to be about the WFL but they couldn't help themselves, they had to make her tell details of her captivity. But she was prepared, she thought that it was better to get ot over with. She was relieved that no one had speak about John Cena. She had forbid all her workers to even mention his name to anyone, or they would get fired right on the spot. She didn't want his name to loose credit. Besides, only the few wrestlers that were trained by her personnaly knew about John. Reporters should never know about him. Now that they got what they wanted, juicy details, they would focus on the show. And she knew that it would be the talk of the town tomorrow. She smiled, proud of her show.
And she had put up quite a show. Her big surprise of the night would be the performances. She had planned for every show to begin with dancing and music. Later on, the wrestlers would have the opportunity to sing or to dance. But tonight, she had invited the very popular Boy's Band Shy High, the one where her old friends were dancing with. Yes, she had succeed in bringing Sophie, Karine and Christie in her show. She asked them to perform Graduation Day as a honor to Sarah's memory. But they probably haven't made the connection between her and that fact yet though. It was her assistant who had dealt with them. She looked at the time, it was already there. People should begin to arrive shortly into the arena. Excitement built in her stomach. No more looking back after tonight, this was her new life.
John and René made their way through the crowd, entering the hallway. John was a little mad at his friend. They had missed the press point earlier. Ok, maybe it was his fault, he was the one to fall asleep when they got back from the church. The emotion had wore him down. But René could have waken him up. But he said John needed the rest and he let him sleep. They would have to meet the owner after the show. John would have liked better to see her before that. He would have liked to know what to expect of the evening. He thought that after being through the ceremony in the graveyard, he would finally be at peace. But he wasn't. A strange feeling of anticipation was growing inside him. Like he was waiting for something. But it was probably just his nerves. He didn't want to be spotted in the crowd. They couldn't explain why two Superstars of the WWE were in the audience of this show. It would be akward. They went to their seats. Until now, everything was great. The arena was almost full and there was excitement in the air. Of course, the place was smaller then where they wrestled but it looked nice anyway. Show time, said René as the lights went off. When they opened, the crowd screamed as they saw who was standing in the ring. It was the group Sky High.
" Hey that's not bad for a first time, this is actually a very popular group." Réné said.
" Yeah, and you know what? I know who these hot dancers are. Remember I told you about Sarah and Cassie's band earlier? Well theses girls used to be their friends too."
The band announced, (René was translating to him) that they would be singing a tribute, instead of one of their own songs. It was request from the GM of the wrestling federation. One of her dear friend had died two years ago, and this was her favorite song. John lifted an eyebrow, it was a strange coincidence. The girls nodded and explained that Sarah Genais was also their friend and that it was an honor to be here in her memory. They began singing Graduation Day. John was speechless, but he also got mad. How dared they pay a tribute to Sarah, as they weren't even at the ceremony today. What kind of friends were they really? René quickly pointed out something.
" Look at the screen. Isn't this Sarah? She seem younger though. So would the brunette and the blondes be the ones on stage too?"
John turned his gaze away and looked at the screen. He held his breath. His friend was right, there were images of the girls's old band on screen. That would mean that... He grabbed the box in his pockets. Yes, Cassie, his beautiful love, was also on screen. She was a couple years younger then when he met her. It was painful to see her but yet, comforting too. It was like a tribute to both girls after all. Probably just a trick for the band but the gesture touched him.
René noticed that John had grasped his hand in his pockets again. He didn't need to ask why. He assumed that the lovely red-hair girl must be his Cassie. She was everything like John described. Lovely, graceful and with a smile that could make icebergs melt. He wondered how the GM could have known Sarah though. John said she didn't had many friends and none of the girls on stage were at the church. Québec wasn't such a small city that everyone knew everyone. There was a strange coincidence in this. But he didn't dared ask his friend for his thoughts. John was lost in the images before him. He paid no attention at the band, his gaze was glued to the screen. Seeing his Cassie again, even just on video, was wonderful. Even if the matches sucked tonight, his whole travel to this city would have been worth. He swore to himself that he would ask the GM for the tape. He had almost no pictures of Cassie, a videotape would be awesome. Her face was forever in his heart, but seeing her so alive, happy and dancing, was just like the day he first met her. A memory he could cherish over and over again.
The band ended their song and left the ring. Then the matches began. It was actually a good show, better then what they expected. René had to translate most of the talking to John but besides that, it was great. It looked professionnal, the lights, sounds and effects were also amazing. John was sured Mr.Mcmahon would find this to his tastes. Two hours later, it was all over and they realised they hadn't see the time passed by. They had been captivated by the stories. It was weird to see the show from the audience, they weren't used to that perspective.
They got up, ready to go meet with the owner. She would have a big surprise to learn that Vince Mcmahon could be interested to invest in her company. They tried to get backstage, but a girl wearing an headset blocked them.
" Excusez-moi, mais ici c'est une zone privée! On ne passe pas!"
Once again, the accent made John smile. René explained why they here and that they needed to see the owner.
" Wow! Mais c'est fantastique! Miss Larivière va être tellement contente! Suivez-moi"
And she led the way through the backstage area, chatting with René on the way. John frowned, realising what the young girl had just said. Miss Larivière? This evening was getting weirder and weirder. How was that possible the owner of this place had the same name than Cassie? And that she had knew all her friends too? Did Cassie had a sister he knew nothing about? Or this was just another coincidence? The girl left them as they entered a big and noisy Hallway. A lot of people were circling a little bench were they could see that a woman was sitting on. Or at least that's what they assumed, there was too many people to see her at all.
" That must be her John. The girl said the owner had a bad knee and needed to sit down massaging it after having standing up too long. She also told me she would be glad to meet us, as she needed to smile more. What do you think that meant?"
" No idea Frenchie. But let's get this over with a'right? There too many weird stuff in here, I want to get out.Everythin here makes me think about Cassie. Let's tell this woman the good news and go back to the hotel"
But as they quicken their pace, a sound made John turned pale and he stopped. He had just heard something he hadn't heard in two years. A sound that he wasn't suppose to be hearing anymore, the sound he had dreamed of every night. Cassie's crystal laugh. Or at least it sounded the same. What was going on? Were they watching more videotapes?
He took a deep breath to calm down, his ears were still playing tricks on him. Because now he thought he had heard her exotic accent. But as he looked up, time went slow motion. A person blocking his view from the owner of the federation moved a few feet away. Revealing the person rubbing her knee. His eyes focused on the red curly hair, the grace of her hand gesture and slowly went up to meet with eyes he never forgot. He frozed. She also lifted her gaze, like she had felt his presence. He met with her eyes, her wonderful green eyes. Cassandra Larivière, his Cassie wasn't dead! She was there, a few feets in front of him. Not caring of all the people staring at him, he ran. He needed to see if she was for real. René called for him but he didn't hear.
" Cassie? CASSIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A/N: I couldn't resist the temptation to let you all hang on like that!!! LOL Be ready for more!!! Please don't forgot to read and review!!!
The Opening of WFL
Cassie was nervous, walking around the arena. What if no one showed up for the opening? Wrestling had never been too popular in Québec. Even the WWE would almost never came down to make a show. Had she spent all her money on a useless idea? She stopped dead on her track, feeling angry. There was no need to be nervous. Tickets had been sold really fast, and all the publicity had spread through the town. Cassie felt uneasy because of the press point she just gave. During a whole hour, repoters had been asking her questions about her past. It was suppose to be about the WFL but they couldn't help themselves, they had to make her tell details of her captivity. But she was prepared, she thought that it was better to get ot over with. She was relieved that no one had speak about John Cena. She had forbid all her workers to even mention his name to anyone, or they would get fired right on the spot. She didn't want his name to loose credit. Besides, only the few wrestlers that were trained by her personnaly knew about John. Reporters should never know about him. Now that they got what they wanted, juicy details, they would focus on the show. And she knew that it would be the talk of the town tomorrow. She smiled, proud of her show.
And she had put up quite a show. Her big surprise of the night would be the performances. She had planned for every show to begin with dancing and music. Later on, the wrestlers would have the opportunity to sing or to dance. But tonight, she had invited the very popular Boy's Band Shy High, the one where her old friends were dancing with. Yes, she had succeed in bringing Sophie, Karine and Christie in her show. She asked them to perform Graduation Day as a honor to Sarah's memory. But they probably haven't made the connection between her and that fact yet though. It was her assistant who had dealt with them. She looked at the time, it was already there. People should begin to arrive shortly into the arena. Excitement built in her stomach. No more looking back after tonight, this was her new life.
John and René made their way through the crowd, entering the hallway. John was a little mad at his friend. They had missed the press point earlier. Ok, maybe it was his fault, he was the one to fall asleep when they got back from the church. The emotion had wore him down. But René could have waken him up. But he said John needed the rest and he let him sleep. They would have to meet the owner after the show. John would have liked better to see her before that. He would have liked to know what to expect of the evening. He thought that after being through the ceremony in the graveyard, he would finally be at peace. But he wasn't. A strange feeling of anticipation was growing inside him. Like he was waiting for something. But it was probably just his nerves. He didn't want to be spotted in the crowd. They couldn't explain why two Superstars of the WWE were in the audience of this show. It would be akward. They went to their seats. Until now, everything was great. The arena was almost full and there was excitement in the air. Of course, the place was smaller then where they wrestled but it looked nice anyway. Show time, said René as the lights went off. When they opened, the crowd screamed as they saw who was standing in the ring. It was the group Sky High.
" Hey that's not bad for a first time, this is actually a very popular group." Réné said.
" Yeah, and you know what? I know who these hot dancers are. Remember I told you about Sarah and Cassie's band earlier? Well theses girls used to be their friends too."
The band announced, (René was translating to him) that they would be singing a tribute, instead of one of their own songs. It was request from the GM of the wrestling federation. One of her dear friend had died two years ago, and this was her favorite song. John lifted an eyebrow, it was a strange coincidence. The girls nodded and explained that Sarah Genais was also their friend and that it was an honor to be here in her memory. They began singing Graduation Day. John was speechless, but he also got mad. How dared they pay a tribute to Sarah, as they weren't even at the ceremony today. What kind of friends were they really? René quickly pointed out something.
" Look at the screen. Isn't this Sarah? She seem younger though. So would the brunette and the blondes be the ones on stage too?"
John turned his gaze away and looked at the screen. He held his breath. His friend was right, there were images of the girls's old band on screen. That would mean that... He grabbed the box in his pockets. Yes, Cassie, his beautiful love, was also on screen. She was a couple years younger then when he met her. It was painful to see her but yet, comforting too. It was like a tribute to both girls after all. Probably just a trick for the band but the gesture touched him.
René noticed that John had grasped his hand in his pockets again. He didn't need to ask why. He assumed that the lovely red-hair girl must be his Cassie. She was everything like John described. Lovely, graceful and with a smile that could make icebergs melt. He wondered how the GM could have known Sarah though. John said she didn't had many friends and none of the girls on stage were at the church. Québec wasn't such a small city that everyone knew everyone. There was a strange coincidence in this. But he didn't dared ask his friend for his thoughts. John was lost in the images before him. He paid no attention at the band, his gaze was glued to the screen. Seeing his Cassie again, even just on video, was wonderful. Even if the matches sucked tonight, his whole travel to this city would have been worth. He swore to himself that he would ask the GM for the tape. He had almost no pictures of Cassie, a videotape would be awesome. Her face was forever in his heart, but seeing her so alive, happy and dancing, was just like the day he first met her. A memory he could cherish over and over again.
The band ended their song and left the ring. Then the matches began. It was actually a good show, better then what they expected. René had to translate most of the talking to John but besides that, it was great. It looked professionnal, the lights, sounds and effects were also amazing. John was sured Mr.Mcmahon would find this to his tastes. Two hours later, it was all over and they realised they hadn't see the time passed by. They had been captivated by the stories. It was weird to see the show from the audience, they weren't used to that perspective.
They got up, ready to go meet with the owner. She would have a big surprise to learn that Vince Mcmahon could be interested to invest in her company. They tried to get backstage, but a girl wearing an headset blocked them.
" Excusez-moi, mais ici c'est une zone privée! On ne passe pas!"
Once again, the accent made John smile. René explained why they here and that they needed to see the owner.
" Wow! Mais c'est fantastique! Miss Larivière va être tellement contente! Suivez-moi"
And she led the way through the backstage area, chatting with René on the way. John frowned, realising what the young girl had just said. Miss Larivière? This evening was getting weirder and weirder. How was that possible the owner of this place had the same name than Cassie? And that she had knew all her friends too? Did Cassie had a sister he knew nothing about? Or this was just another coincidence? The girl left them as they entered a big and noisy Hallway. A lot of people were circling a little bench were they could see that a woman was sitting on. Or at least that's what they assumed, there was too many people to see her at all.
" That must be her John. The girl said the owner had a bad knee and needed to sit down massaging it after having standing up too long. She also told me she would be glad to meet us, as she needed to smile more. What do you think that meant?"
" No idea Frenchie. But let's get this over with a'right? There too many weird stuff in here, I want to get out.Everythin here makes me think about Cassie. Let's tell this woman the good news and go back to the hotel"
But as they quicken their pace, a sound made John turned pale and he stopped. He had just heard something he hadn't heard in two years. A sound that he wasn't suppose to be hearing anymore, the sound he had dreamed of every night. Cassie's crystal laugh. Or at least it sounded the same. What was going on? Were they watching more videotapes?
He took a deep breath to calm down, his ears were still playing tricks on him. Because now he thought he had heard her exotic accent. But as he looked up, time went slow motion. A person blocking his view from the owner of the federation moved a few feet away. Revealing the person rubbing her knee. His eyes focused on the red curly hair, the grace of her hand gesture and slowly went up to meet with eyes he never forgot. He frozed. She also lifted her gaze, like she had felt his presence. He met with her eyes, her wonderful green eyes. Cassandra Larivière, his Cassie wasn't dead! She was there, a few feets in front of him. Not caring of all the people staring at him, he ran. He needed to see if she was for real. René called for him but he didn't hear.
" Cassie? CASSIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A/N: I couldn't resist the temptation to let you all hang on like that!!! LOL Be ready for more!!! Please don't forgot to read and review!!!