"Surprise baby!" Kevin yelled as she laid her eyes on that midnight blue
Mazda 626.
She covered her mouth with her hands, "Oh my God! Daddy it's gorgeous."
He beamed, "I knew you'd like it."
"Like it, I love it."
"It's a going away present, that way you don't have to spend all your money on rental cars and stuff."
Ray threw her arms around him; she loved him so much for this.
"Let's take a look at that tattoo of yours." He said lifting the back of shirt. "Looks good, very good detail, it's a nice piece Ray."
"Thanks dad." She said packing her bags into the car. "Gosh I'm going to miss you all."
"We're going to miss you too." A tear rolled down his cheek, "You're my baby girl."
"Where's mom and Core?"
"Well you should have known your mother wasn't going to be here for this," yeah, she doesn't even know why she asked, she and Lydia hadn't spoke since that fight they had after she 'ran away' to get her tattoo. "Core says to meet him in your room before you go."
Ray wondered what Corey could want with her in her room. He had been acting real weird around her lately, as if he was afraid of her. Maybe it was just a matter of being afraid that he was losing a friend, she didn't know.
She opened the room door, "Core?"
She got no answer, but in the middle of her bed was a picture of she and Corey with Kevin when they were about sixteen years old. She remember this picture because she dragged them both to the fair, made them get on all the rides and in the end insisted that they take a picture to remember the day.
'Ray
Don't ever forget that no matter what, you have a father and a brother that love you very, very much. Remember our symbol to say hello on air. Knock 'em dead girl, if anyone one can do, it's you.
Love, Corey'
Tears welled up in her eyes, she was so excited to leave but at the same time she didn't want to leave the only family she's ever known. But at least she knew no matter what she had a home here. She had people that loved her.
"Get out there and kick some ass girl." Corey said from behind her.
She ran up to him wrapping her arms around his neck. "I love you."
"I love you too." And before she could stop it, before she could pull back, he kissed her.
"Now go kick some ass," he said again leaving the room.
"Oh my God." she whispered, "This is totally unreal."
"Ray!" Kevin called from the bottom of the stairs. "Girl come on you're going to be late."
She ran down the steps, looking up in her father.
"Give 'em hell girl. I know you can do it."
"Don't worry, I will." She jumped in her car, started the engine, and pulled off. Her house was merely in her rear view mirror. Okay Ray, she thought, put it behind you. You got things to do.
"That new guy Ray is supposed to be here today," Trish told Lita as they sat in the locker room together.
"I know," Stacy chimed in, "he is such a hottie. Those eyes, that hair."
"Does anyone know what nationality he is?" Nora asked putting on her Molly gear.
"No, unless gorgeous counts." Stacy said dreamingly. The girls burst into laughing.
"He is definitely exotic looking to say the very least." Nora said.
"Yeah," Victoria said, holding up Ray's pic, "but it's those eyes that get you, you know?"
"Yeah." The girls said in unison.
"Like he's up to something or like he has a secret of some sort." Victoria pointed out.
"Yeah, makes him mysterious."
"Well I for one can't wait to meet him." Trish said.
"Me either," said the rest of the girls.
Ray walked into the arena nervously. She wore a bandanna around her hair, which was pulled back and down in a thick braid, and she wore shades over her grey eyes. She had on Corey's sweats, which she lived in, and an oversized T-shirt. For today she strapped her breasts down as small as possible. Today she was Ray, not Ravyn.
"I'm here." She sighed lightly, as she walked into the locker room marked Men's.
"Hey," Kurt slapped me on the back. "New kid right?" Ray nodded, oh God it was Kurt Angle. He held out his hand, "Put 'er there, I'm Kurt."
"Ray," she said quietly.
"Kind of shy, huh?" Kurt chuckled, "The girls are going to love you."
Oh God, there was something she never thought of; they think she's a boy; they may have crushes on her or something.
"Hey let me introduce you to some of the guys," Kurt ushered her further into the locker room, half naked men were everywhere, sexy half naked men.
Ray fought the urge to pull her shades down and have a better peek. She was having too much fun with this.
"That's Chris, that's Dave, John, and that is Randy, I'm sure you remember him." He pointed across the room.
"I certainly do," I said quietly giving the naked Randy a once over. "Hey guys."
"Hey Ray." They said.
"Welcome to the boys locker room." Dave said. "Heard a lot about you."
Apparently not enough, because I am a female, she wanted to scream at him.
"Yeah welcome," Randy stopped dead in his tracks, grabbing a towel quickly. Ray pulled her shades down to her nose and winking at Randy quickly.
"Why are you grabbing a towel boy?" Dave slapped Randy on the back, "I'm pretty sure Ray here doesn't fly that route,"
"You don't know the half," Randy muttered to himself rubbing the back of his neck as if it was sore.
You remember Ray don't you Randy?" Kurt asked.
"How do you forget Ray?" Randy stammered. "Welcome to the locker room."
Ray nodded her appreciation. It was going to be too much fun watching these half naked men. Suddenly there was a hush amongst the superstars, Ray turned around to see Mark, the Undertaker staring square at her.
"And who is this?" he asked looking at her.
"Oh this is Ray," Kurt was quick to introduce them, "Ray, this is Mark."
"So this is the infamous 'Ray' everyone has been so intrigued about." Mark said shaking her hand, "Well you're a skinny little thing, aren't you? How tall are you, six feet?"
"Five-eleven," Ray whispered.
"What?" Mark boomed.
"Five-eleven," she murmured again.
"You got to speak up son." He slapped her on the back nearly knocking her on her face, "Put some bass in your voice boy. Now," he held out his hand, "shake on it."
Oh my God he's going to kill me, Ray thought as she held out her slender hand.
"Well at least you've got a helluva a grip on you there, kid," he looked around at the other boys, "Take this poor boy to get some food. Why he's nothing but skin and bones."
Randy snickered, why Ray didn't know. She didn't like this advantage, whatever it was, that he had on her so she decided to turn the tables.
"Yeah," she said, "'cuz I'm a growing boy."
"Well I'm swinging by catering," Chris said. "I'd be happy to take you."
Grateful for his distraction, Ray followed Chris out of the locker room. She looked at his outfit; he was just as flamboyant in person as he was on T.V. Y2J was known for his outlandish fashion sense.
"Don't mind Mark," Chris said showing me to catering, "he picks with everyone."
"Good, and I thought it was just me." Ray shook her head. She was going to like being here everyone was so good-natured.
"Was that her?" Mark asked Randy hushed.
"Yes," Randy hissed.
"Well hell no wonder you thought she was a boy." Mark said, "If I were her mother, I swear."
"I know, and she has got a beautiful body from what I can see." Randy said.
"Well I don't care how beautiful she is, she can't change in here."
"Well why not?"
"I don't know about you, but the boys are going to be a little uncomfortable about a female being in here."
"Well you saw them," Randy said, "they didn't even know she was a chick. She hides it so well, especially with that voice being so low; it's just a shy little boy. She's even got the divas fooled."
Mark nodded, "All right, for now we'll let her do what she wants, she's obviously not bothering anyone, and seems like a good kid. Now the first time she freaks somebody out, she's got to go."
Randy held out his hand, "Fair enough."
Randy wanted Ray to change in the male locker room because it gave him a chance to get his hands on her before anyone else did. Man wait until he tells Paul and Ric about this, they are going to have a cow.
Little did Randy know, while Ray was in catering, she had already spotted something she couldn't keep her eyes off. This tall tanned boy came running through catering like a bat out of hell. He had green hair, yes green hair, slicked back from his face, he wore a blue cut of t-shirt showing off his magnificent arms, jeans and boots.
"Oh my God," she whispered.
"Oh that's just Shane." Chris whispered, "Hey Shane!"
Oh don't call him over here she thought, it will be a lot harder to pull of this boy routine staring at another boy.
"Shane, meet Ray. Ray, that's Shane."
Shane held his hand out for her to shake; this was going to take more will power than she had at the moment. When their hands met, it was an electrical charge shot through both of them. He cocked his head to the side, studying her for a minute.
"Too much static dude," he said smiling and whizzed off.
Oh damn, she thought, this is my first day, and I'm going to collapse.
She covered her mouth with her hands, "Oh my God! Daddy it's gorgeous."
He beamed, "I knew you'd like it."
"Like it, I love it."
"It's a going away present, that way you don't have to spend all your money on rental cars and stuff."
Ray threw her arms around him; she loved him so much for this.
"Let's take a look at that tattoo of yours." He said lifting the back of shirt. "Looks good, very good detail, it's a nice piece Ray."
"Thanks dad." She said packing her bags into the car. "Gosh I'm going to miss you all."
"We're going to miss you too." A tear rolled down his cheek, "You're my baby girl."
"Where's mom and Core?"
"Well you should have known your mother wasn't going to be here for this," yeah, she doesn't even know why she asked, she and Lydia hadn't spoke since that fight they had after she 'ran away' to get her tattoo. "Core says to meet him in your room before you go."
Ray wondered what Corey could want with her in her room. He had been acting real weird around her lately, as if he was afraid of her. Maybe it was just a matter of being afraid that he was losing a friend, she didn't know.
She opened the room door, "Core?"
She got no answer, but in the middle of her bed was a picture of she and Corey with Kevin when they were about sixteen years old. She remember this picture because she dragged them both to the fair, made them get on all the rides and in the end insisted that they take a picture to remember the day.
'Ray
Don't ever forget that no matter what, you have a father and a brother that love you very, very much. Remember our symbol to say hello on air. Knock 'em dead girl, if anyone one can do, it's you.
Love, Corey'
Tears welled up in her eyes, she was so excited to leave but at the same time she didn't want to leave the only family she's ever known. But at least she knew no matter what she had a home here. She had people that loved her.
"Get out there and kick some ass girl." Corey said from behind her.
She ran up to him wrapping her arms around his neck. "I love you."
"I love you too." And before she could stop it, before she could pull back, he kissed her.
"Now go kick some ass," he said again leaving the room.
"Oh my God." she whispered, "This is totally unreal."
"Ray!" Kevin called from the bottom of the stairs. "Girl come on you're going to be late."
She ran down the steps, looking up in her father.
"Give 'em hell girl. I know you can do it."
"Don't worry, I will." She jumped in her car, started the engine, and pulled off. Her house was merely in her rear view mirror. Okay Ray, she thought, put it behind you. You got things to do.
"That new guy Ray is supposed to be here today," Trish told Lita as they sat in the locker room together.
"I know," Stacy chimed in, "he is such a hottie. Those eyes, that hair."
"Does anyone know what nationality he is?" Nora asked putting on her Molly gear.
"No, unless gorgeous counts." Stacy said dreamingly. The girls burst into laughing.
"He is definitely exotic looking to say the very least." Nora said.
"Yeah," Victoria said, holding up Ray's pic, "but it's those eyes that get you, you know?"
"Yeah." The girls said in unison.
"Like he's up to something or like he has a secret of some sort." Victoria pointed out.
"Yeah, makes him mysterious."
"Well I for one can't wait to meet him." Trish said.
"Me either," said the rest of the girls.
Ray walked into the arena nervously. She wore a bandanna around her hair, which was pulled back and down in a thick braid, and she wore shades over her grey eyes. She had on Corey's sweats, which she lived in, and an oversized T-shirt. For today she strapped her breasts down as small as possible. Today she was Ray, not Ravyn.
"I'm here." She sighed lightly, as she walked into the locker room marked Men's.
"Hey," Kurt slapped me on the back. "New kid right?" Ray nodded, oh God it was Kurt Angle. He held out his hand, "Put 'er there, I'm Kurt."
"Ray," she said quietly.
"Kind of shy, huh?" Kurt chuckled, "The girls are going to love you."
Oh God, there was something she never thought of; they think she's a boy; they may have crushes on her or something.
"Hey let me introduce you to some of the guys," Kurt ushered her further into the locker room, half naked men were everywhere, sexy half naked men.
Ray fought the urge to pull her shades down and have a better peek. She was having too much fun with this.
"That's Chris, that's Dave, John, and that is Randy, I'm sure you remember him." He pointed across the room.
"I certainly do," I said quietly giving the naked Randy a once over. "Hey guys."
"Hey Ray." They said.
"Welcome to the boys locker room." Dave said. "Heard a lot about you."
Apparently not enough, because I am a female, she wanted to scream at him.
"Yeah welcome," Randy stopped dead in his tracks, grabbing a towel quickly. Ray pulled her shades down to her nose and winking at Randy quickly.
"Why are you grabbing a towel boy?" Dave slapped Randy on the back, "I'm pretty sure Ray here doesn't fly that route,"
"You don't know the half," Randy muttered to himself rubbing the back of his neck as if it was sore.
You remember Ray don't you Randy?" Kurt asked.
"How do you forget Ray?" Randy stammered. "Welcome to the locker room."
Ray nodded her appreciation. It was going to be too much fun watching these half naked men. Suddenly there was a hush amongst the superstars, Ray turned around to see Mark, the Undertaker staring square at her.
"And who is this?" he asked looking at her.
"Oh this is Ray," Kurt was quick to introduce them, "Ray, this is Mark."
"So this is the infamous 'Ray' everyone has been so intrigued about." Mark said shaking her hand, "Well you're a skinny little thing, aren't you? How tall are you, six feet?"
"Five-eleven," Ray whispered.
"What?" Mark boomed.
"Five-eleven," she murmured again.
"You got to speak up son." He slapped her on the back nearly knocking her on her face, "Put some bass in your voice boy. Now," he held out his hand, "shake on it."
Oh my God he's going to kill me, Ray thought as she held out her slender hand.
"Well at least you've got a helluva a grip on you there, kid," he looked around at the other boys, "Take this poor boy to get some food. Why he's nothing but skin and bones."
Randy snickered, why Ray didn't know. She didn't like this advantage, whatever it was, that he had on her so she decided to turn the tables.
"Yeah," she said, "'cuz I'm a growing boy."
"Well I'm swinging by catering," Chris said. "I'd be happy to take you."
Grateful for his distraction, Ray followed Chris out of the locker room. She looked at his outfit; he was just as flamboyant in person as he was on T.V. Y2J was known for his outlandish fashion sense.
"Don't mind Mark," Chris said showing me to catering, "he picks with everyone."
"Good, and I thought it was just me." Ray shook her head. She was going to like being here everyone was so good-natured.
"Was that her?" Mark asked Randy hushed.
"Yes," Randy hissed.
"Well hell no wonder you thought she was a boy." Mark said, "If I were her mother, I swear."
"I know, and she has got a beautiful body from what I can see." Randy said.
"Well I don't care how beautiful she is, she can't change in here."
"Well why not?"
"I don't know about you, but the boys are going to be a little uncomfortable about a female being in here."
"Well you saw them," Randy said, "they didn't even know she was a chick. She hides it so well, especially with that voice being so low; it's just a shy little boy. She's even got the divas fooled."
Mark nodded, "All right, for now we'll let her do what she wants, she's obviously not bothering anyone, and seems like a good kid. Now the first time she freaks somebody out, she's got to go."
Randy held out his hand, "Fair enough."
Randy wanted Ray to change in the male locker room because it gave him a chance to get his hands on her before anyone else did. Man wait until he tells Paul and Ric about this, they are going to have a cow.
Little did Randy know, while Ray was in catering, she had already spotted something she couldn't keep her eyes off. This tall tanned boy came running through catering like a bat out of hell. He had green hair, yes green hair, slicked back from his face, he wore a blue cut of t-shirt showing off his magnificent arms, jeans and boots.
"Oh my God," she whispered.
"Oh that's just Shane." Chris whispered, "Hey Shane!"
Oh don't call him over here she thought, it will be a lot harder to pull of this boy routine staring at another boy.
"Shane, meet Ray. Ray, that's Shane."
Shane held his hand out for her to shake; this was going to take more will power than she had at the moment. When their hands met, it was an electrical charge shot through both of them. He cocked his head to the side, studying her for a minute.
"Too much static dude," he said smiling and whizzed off.
Oh damn, she thought, this is my first day, and I'm going to collapse.