Disclaimer: Yep there all mine. None of you can have them. Again all mine. Really they are! Still don't believe me? Fine don't believe I own Sam and David. O you thought I was talking bout the wrestler, ha I wish. Nope. Sorry. Don't own them but I'll switch. Sam and David for Jeff and Shawn Michaels. Come on it's a fair trade. Fine! I still don't own them pouts
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You know what. That really pissed me off. All I wanted was a few fucking reviews. I had one. I got tired of waiting. I love writing and I write to get feedback so I can figure out where the story is going. If you read the damn story be kind enough to review.
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Next Morning
The morning came and as David stirred he found himself staring over the small gab between the beds and looking at Sam, who was still sleeping. 'God, she looks so peaceful… Oh crap, she waking up…Roll over act like your sleeping.'
Sam wakes and grabs the clock in between the two bed; 9:30. 'Damn we have to get going.' She rolled over and stood up. When she finished stretching the sleep from her body she looked down at David who was sleeping on his back. 'So at rest. His face relaxed and breathing steadily. He looks like a small child.' She had the urge to reach out and touch his face but she grabbed a bag and some clothes and the locked the bathroom door as he stirred out of sleep.
David sat up and rubbed his eyes as he heard the water start. 'Last night she got really mad. I was just asking. I wonder what could be so bad?' He keeping think for more then forty-five minutes because Sam stepped out of the bathroom and was startled to she him just sitting there.
He looked over his shoulder and smile as she smiled and continued to brush her hair. "Bathrooms free."
Standing up he walked over to her. Standing in front of her he had to look down to see her. "Thanks." He continued to walk into the bathroom and shower.
When the water was warm he stepped in letting the water relax his sore neck. After washing he turned the water cold and let it wake him up. Stepping out and toweling off he realized he didn't have any clothes.
Sam
Sitting on the bed ready to go she looked over to the bathroom door as David emerged with nothing but a towel hanging low on his hip, his chest still covered in water. Sam looked at the top of the towel and followed it to his hips, following his hip dent up to his flat stomach. Her eyes tracing his slight six pack up to his defined pecks, down his muscular arms to his hands. He blushed a deep red as he walked over to his bag. "I forgot to grab some clothes, sorry…" Grabbing his clothes he almost ran back to the bathroom.
'Wow, he has a really, really nice body. Looked like he was really embarrassed. I feel bad for him but he looked really good.' Sam's attention was drawn back to the TV. Minutes later David come out of the bathroom still red.
Sam didn't even look over as she said, "I'm about to go to the hotel restaurant and get some breakfast. You want to join me? If not you have to be at the arena at two and it's 11:30."
"Sure, you ready." He sat on his bed and fumbled around with his shoes, still not looking at her.
"Yeah, just let me put my shoes on." As she did that David watched her, 'God how could I have been so stupid to have forgotten my clothes. I most of looked like an idiot walking out in my towel. What happened if it fell off.' He slapped himself in the forehead as Sam watched him. 'Glad it didn't I could imagine getting made fun of. She thinks I'm ugly, I just know it. I hate by body.'
"You ready to go or are you going to his yourself in the head a few more time?"
"Well I was really thinking of doing that but we can go." He stood smiling.
"Well since you don't want to can I. I mean I think it would be really fun," She smiled as she looked over at him. He shook his head and put on a red and white Fox Racing hat. "Are you sure because it would be really fun…" He shook his head and smiled, "Fine, nice hat."
Jeff
He sat in his hotel room watching TV waiting for nothing but expecting everything. 'Why hasn't she called? I wonder if she got alone with her room mate? Damn it I want to know… why am I so paranoid? She is a big girl… a big girl with an attitude and I'm gonna have to tell her to call me everyday. It's already 11:30 and I still haven't heard from her…'
The phone rang and he sprung for it like a lion on food. "Hello."
"Hey Jeff, before you say anything sorry I called late but yea… well anyway I'm heading to get something to eat. I'll grab a cab and head off to the arena early. I have to… er… talk to one of the teachers. So I'll talk to you then. Bye."
"Sam… damn she hung up. Oh well at lest I know she is ok." Hanging up the phone he headed into the bathroom for a much needed shower.
Sam and David
They were seated and order before either one spoke. David smiled before coughing to grabs Sam's attention. In a high pitched voice he impersonated Sam; "I'll grab a cab and head off to the arena early. I have to… er… talk to one of the teacher… well really I'm going to have a hot and sweaty session with the beautiful Shawn Michaels. Get all down and dirty…"
Her face red and embarrassed as she slapped him on the arm. "Shut up. It's not like that. Shawn is my teacher. Nothing more… leave me alone. I really want to learn and you want me to teach you so shut it Callaway."
"I'm sorry…" His sincere looked turned into a wry smile. "I'm sorry I forgot you like Owen not Shawn. You want a hot and sweaty… Oww. Damn it Sam you didn't need to punch me. That hurt."
"That what you get. Leave me and Owen along."
"Hey I heard my name what's up?" Owen trudged along with his prize winning smile.
"Ummm. Owen hi. I was just telling David here about some of the jokes you pull. You know all the ribs."
He let out a slight laugh as he leaned in close. "What till you see what I have in store for Jeff tonight. See you guys tonight and remember when Jeff screams it wasn't me…" He laughed to himself as he continued to walk away.
"Nice cover. What do you think he has in store?"
"Yea I know I'm good. I really don't know. Knowing Owen it could be anything from stealing clothes and handing them outside to spiders and snakes. I can't wait though. Good thing you came along or I would have to spend it with Jeff in my room yelling about Owen. This one time, before Jeff was with Michael's, he used to wear all these weird clothes, right? Well he hated theses one pants, white with yellow daisies, and everyone called him names like pansy-ass and Caption Flower Power. So what Owen did was fill his duffle bag full of Daisies and painted daisies on his car. He hated it! But he had to deal with it. So like I said; steal, snakes, spiders, or just plain embarrassment. That's his goal – embarrassment. That's just Owen is. Everyone loves him though."
"Sounds like a great guy," finishing with a flat tone.
"Hey he really is. Just pulls ribs on everyone. Come on I gotta go. Shawn will KILL me if I'm late. You can work with me after I'm done. It'll take about an hour with Shawn but then there's still about 2 ½ hours before school. That's enough time to work with you and shower. Come on."
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Once again David took his seat on the side as he watch as Sam worked. The gaps and grunts going straight to him, wish she was ok. Truly he knew she was selling but it was still painful to himself to sit and listen. 'Damn what the hell am I thinking? Even when Dad works I don't get this into it. She is selling. That's all she is fine, just selling… playing… acting.'
The time soon pasted and she heard cheers as Shawn yelled. "Much better. Work it. Now hip toss me." Boom! He was on the mat and quick to his feet. "Throw me to the ropes and on a bounce back clothesline me." The body bounce off and was taken to the ground, almost beheading the man who didn't seem to get up but just called out, "I'm down for the count. Time for a show move. Go high, do a turnbuckle move."
The girl looked on , questioning her own ability, "You sure? What should I do?"
"Turnbuckle. Something big and flashily. Something you know you can do." Nodding the girl climbed, climb up, up, up and stood worriedly. With a deep breath her confidence was built. She jumped up, into the air, arched her back, flipped forward and twisted to the right landing squarely on his chest receiving a grunt for him. Rolling over catching a quickly glimpse of the boy standing and his toes with a look of astonishment. She lay on her back for a mere second before being pulled to her feet by a rather amused Shawn Michaels. "Sam! That was perfect. You arched your back; you got the full spin, everything. PERFECT!" Talking a deep breath he calmed himself, "Just ideal. You are a natural. You have to tell Jeff." Watching he saw her face drop at the comment.
"How did you know? You said you that you would teach me unless he knew. I'm sorry he wouldn't understand."
"I'm not a moron. I knew all along. He will understand but I knew you have the passion to do it and the ability so I went on doing it." Leaning in closer Sam could feel his breath on her ear, "Your boyfriends waiting. He was on he feet the whole time." He pulled away and was greeted by fast talking from a red face.
"No, he is not." She talked low so it was only them who could hear. David strained his ear but it was no use so he settled back down. "He is not my boyfriend, just my room mate. He wants me to teach him so I said come and watch. Damn it why can't I just have a male friend?"
"Whatever Sam. Cool yourself. Gotta go. See you tomorrow in um… Ohio. Then Michigan after that. See ya." With that he walked away and out of sight. Her voice was normal and loud, "We are going to Michigan?"