---Smackdown Taping---
'Tonight is the night...I'm gonna tell Trish...' John Cena thought as he headed for catering. 'There she is.' John saw her...laughing. He couldn't see it yet, but she was actually laughing with Rene Dupree. John hadn't really talked to the guy before, but just from his general attitude, he could tell he was bad news.
'Oh look...John Cena...' Trish thought to herself as she followed him to his table with her eyes. 'He looks really good tonight...I should tell him'
"So yeah Trish, I was thinkin' maybe you and I could get together sometime...you know, like a movie, or dinner...or whatever." Dupree said.
Trish looked confused...'Why is this guy asking me out if we don't even talk? And why is John looking over here?' "Iaunno...you're a good friend...just...let me think about it." Trish answered, not knowing what to say.
"Alright, just tell me before the end of the show?"
"Yep...but I'm going to get ready for my match...bye!" Trish gave him a hug then went to her locker room.
---John's POV---
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! Don't tell me Trish is actually considering that guy...that's it man, I gotta tell her...and soon.
---in Trish's locker room---
'WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!...you should have just said no...you've got John. Wait...no you don't...you're friends...just go out and have a good time. Rene's nice...and he's...okay he's HOT...' Trish thought. For the next 15 minutes, Trish debated whether or not to go out with Rene, and if she should talk to John. 'Me and John are friends...I have to accept that. Rene's alright, I'm going to take him up on that dinner offer.'
Trish walked out of her locker room and made her way down the hall. Suddenly, everything went black. A pair of masculine hands were covering her eyes...'Please be John. Please be John.' Trish prayed. She turned around to see who it was...Rene Dupree.
"Hey Trish...I just wanted to know if you've made up your mind or not..."
"Yeah...I thought we could do something this weekend." Trish answered.
"Great...how about dinner?"
"Sure, why not." Trish said.
John Cena turned the corner and saw the two talking. He hid behind some of the boxes that were in the hall and watched the pair. 'There's something going on here...and I'm going to find out what it is.'
Trish reached up to Rene's face and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "See you later!" She said as she hurried off to look for Dawn.
John cringed at the sight. Dammit, Rene didn't deserve Trish. If that stupid bastard hadn't gotten to her first, it would be John going on a date with her this weekend...it wasn't fair. He HAD to talk to Trish.
---After the show---
Trish made her way to her car. She was almost happy that Rene had left early because he was really starting to annoy her...everywhere she went, he would be there.
"Trish!"
Trish turned around to see who was calling her name. It was John. Even though she was ecstatic, she tried to remain as calm as possible. "Hey...I haven't seen you all night!" Trish said.
"Yeah....I saw you..." John said with a frown on his face.
"...and?! Why didn't you talk to me? Or even say hi?" Trish asked, confused.
"Well, you seemed a bit busy. With Rene Dupree? Trish...are you two...what's going on?" He asked her.
"Oh...well he sorta asked me out, and so we're going to dinner on the weekend."
"I see...Trish...can we go get coffee or something...cause I need to talk to you...and it's important."
Trish thought about it for a second. "Well I'm sorta tired...and I was just going to go to my room...you can come talk up there if you want...I'm really tired and I wanted to take a shower."
"No Trish, I don't want a repeat of what happened last time I came to your room" he lied. He would kill for that to happen again. Trish blushed. "Whatever though, call me, or we can talk tomorrow."
"Okay...breakfast at the hotel's restaurant, 9:00...meet me there." Trish said. "Is it a date?"
"Yeah. Bye Trish" John replied. 'I wish it was really a date.'
"See ya John!" Trish said...'I wonder what's bothering him so much...whatever. Now I've got a chance to talk to him...' Trish smiled and hopped in her car.
'Tonight is the night...I'm gonna tell Trish...' John Cena thought as he headed for catering. 'There she is.' John saw her...laughing. He couldn't see it yet, but she was actually laughing with Rene Dupree. John hadn't really talked to the guy before, but just from his general attitude, he could tell he was bad news.
'Oh look...John Cena...' Trish thought to herself as she followed him to his table with her eyes. 'He looks really good tonight...I should tell him'
"So yeah Trish, I was thinkin' maybe you and I could get together sometime...you know, like a movie, or dinner...or whatever." Dupree said.
Trish looked confused...'Why is this guy asking me out if we don't even talk? And why is John looking over here?' "Iaunno...you're a good friend...just...let me think about it." Trish answered, not knowing what to say.
"Alright, just tell me before the end of the show?"
"Yep...but I'm going to get ready for my match...bye!" Trish gave him a hug then went to her locker room.
---John's POV---
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! Don't tell me Trish is actually considering that guy...that's it man, I gotta tell her...and soon.
---in Trish's locker room---
'WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!...you should have just said no...you've got John. Wait...no you don't...you're friends...just go out and have a good time. Rene's nice...and he's...okay he's HOT...' Trish thought. For the next 15 minutes, Trish debated whether or not to go out with Rene, and if she should talk to John. 'Me and John are friends...I have to accept that. Rene's alright, I'm going to take him up on that dinner offer.'
Trish walked out of her locker room and made her way down the hall. Suddenly, everything went black. A pair of masculine hands were covering her eyes...'Please be John. Please be John.' Trish prayed. She turned around to see who it was...Rene Dupree.
"Hey Trish...I just wanted to know if you've made up your mind or not..."
"Yeah...I thought we could do something this weekend." Trish answered.
"Great...how about dinner?"
"Sure, why not." Trish said.
John Cena turned the corner and saw the two talking. He hid behind some of the boxes that were in the hall and watched the pair. 'There's something going on here...and I'm going to find out what it is.'
Trish reached up to Rene's face and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "See you later!" She said as she hurried off to look for Dawn.
John cringed at the sight. Dammit, Rene didn't deserve Trish. If that stupid bastard hadn't gotten to her first, it would be John going on a date with her this weekend...it wasn't fair. He HAD to talk to Trish.
---After the show---
Trish made her way to her car. She was almost happy that Rene had left early because he was really starting to annoy her...everywhere she went, he would be there.
"Trish!"
Trish turned around to see who was calling her name. It was John. Even though she was ecstatic, she tried to remain as calm as possible. "Hey...I haven't seen you all night!" Trish said.
"Yeah....I saw you..." John said with a frown on his face.
"...and?! Why didn't you talk to me? Or even say hi?" Trish asked, confused.
"Well, you seemed a bit busy. With Rene Dupree? Trish...are you two...what's going on?" He asked her.
"Oh...well he sorta asked me out, and so we're going to dinner on the weekend."
"I see...Trish...can we go get coffee or something...cause I need to talk to you...and it's important."
Trish thought about it for a second. "Well I'm sorta tired...and I was just going to go to my room...you can come talk up there if you want...I'm really tired and I wanted to take a shower."
"No Trish, I don't want a repeat of what happened last time I came to your room" he lied. He would kill for that to happen again. Trish blushed. "Whatever though, call me, or we can talk tomorrow."
"Okay...breakfast at the hotel's restaurant, 9:00...meet me there." Trish said. "Is it a date?"
"Yeah. Bye Trish" John replied. 'I wish it was really a date.'
"See ya John!" Trish said...'I wonder what's bothering him so much...whatever. Now I've got a chance to talk to him...' Trish smiled and hopped in her car.