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My eyes shot open and I sat up. I looked down and I was wearing absolutely nothing. I looked around and I was on a bed alone, by myself. I closed my eyes to try to remember what happened. Randy...no...John, I slept with John Cena last night. I mean there's no complaints but...I still slept with him either way it's looked at. I stood up and grabbed an oversized rob and threw it on my body. "You just woke up?" I turned around to see John smiling. He had on a jersey and a pair of pants that weren't as fitting as they should have been.

"Yeah...what time is it?" I asked.

"Like eleven." He answered as I yawned.

"Look...we did something I am not known to do as, uh..." I searched for the word to use. "Early as we did...I'm not one to give it up so easily so..."

"But you did and I had a good time." He rubbed his hands together and instead of rolling my eyes and cursing him out, I chuckled.

"Right." I said.

"Here...it's the smallest shirt I have and the tightest sweats." He threw me clothes and I thanked him. After changing I walked out and he was playing PS2.

"Thank you for making me feel better." I laughed because this was so awkward.

"You're welcomed...I hate playing against the computer, it always cheats." He put the game on pause and stood up.

"No...could it be possible you suck?" I asked laughing and he pulled a look.

"No." I laughed again as I gave him a hug good-bye. "Am I gonna get a phone number?"

"Oh, so you mean this wasn't a casual fling?" I asked sarcastically picking up a pen. I wrote my cell phone number and then I left him with a smile on his face. When I walked out of his room Randy was standing there smiling. "Good morning."

"I'm sure it is..." He glanced at John's door and then to me.

"If you're referring to the John thing...as of late, we're just friends." I said. I think it was that look that he was giving me made me feel so darn guilty.

"Didn't ask you...really don't care...I just wanted to know if you wanted to go out. For lunch maybe?"

"Sure." I smiled. "Uh, I'm right down the hall right there, I'll be ready in thirty minutes."

"Alright." He smiled at me as I started walking. "Hey-" I turned around. "Love the attire...those are my sweats by the way." I gave him the thumbs up as I walked into my room. I let out one of the most childish giggles.

"Where were you?" Kimmy asked frowning. I shrugged as I made my way to my suitcase.

"I got lost." I said and she gave me a look. "Okay, I went out with a person and I stayed with that person and he let me borrow some clothes...no biggy."

"HE?" She exclaimed and I shrugged again. "Jennifer Kira-"

"Don't do the whole name thing...I can't take it. I can take care of myself if you haven't noticed!" She laughed sarcastically.

"You don't even know when to come home but you can take care of yourself!" Kimmy yelled.

"Why are you on her case when you just got here?" We turned around and Melisa stood there with a small smirk on her face. "I was here last night, what about y'all?"

"I was a little busy last night and...uh, early this morning...and I have somewhere to be in twenty minutes..." I dumped all my clothes out on a neatly made bed and I picked out an outfit...something casual. I took out a pair of tight, black Pepe jeans and the matching shirt. I took a short shower and I got dressed and twelve o'clock on the dot, he was knocking on the door. Too bad I was still in the bathroom doing my hair...I pulled it back into a tight ponytail and wrapped my curly hair into a bun. After I put on lip-gloss I was ready to be out. I walked out of the room and Randy was sitting on the sofa and Kimmy was standing above him. As if she were interrogating him…God, help me!

"So, you're the man my little cousin was with last night...'til this morning. She is only twenty-three...how old are you, anyway?" Kimmy said crossing her arms. I felt my cheeks flush...this was so embarrassing. I wanted to yell to her, I was not with Randy last night, Kimberly, but then again...I don't think Randy would appreciate that.

"Twenty four." Randy told her. I think he was a little intimidated by her tone...or maybe not.

"Kimberly!" I yelled. She turned around and we shared glares. "Go put your head down, or something!"

"That's something you know all about right, putting your head down..." I cannot believe she said that and in front of Randy, too.

"Ooh, when I get back, I swear it's gonna be me and you." I said grabbing my purse. "Randy I'm ready." I said and he followed me out of the room.

"Older cousin?" Randy asked and I nodded.

"Yeah, I am so sorry you had to experience that. But believe me, it's nothing compared to Thanksgiving." I said laughing. "That's when the grandparents join and the mom's and daddy's...really rowdy."

"I'd like to come." He smiled and I chuckled. "Where do you want to go?"

"Anywhere, as long as I can have french-fries and a cheese burger." I smiled and he smirked.

"I like you..." He said and I giggled. I'm almost sure he said that because I'm not gonna be spending all his money...at least not today. We walked into the garage to find a waiting limo.

"Why so fancy to a fast food restaurant?" I asked.

"That's what we do...wrestlers are really classy; plus we just charge it to Vince." He laughed. I knew he was only kidding because he'd be fired by now. "So, you're just visiting?" I looked across the table and Randy's eyes were on me.

"Yeah...hey, we're both in our early twenties...that's something we have in common." I said smiling. "When's your birthday?"

"April Fools day." He answered with a small nod.

"So, you were just a little joke?" I asked smiling at him and he put his hand to his chest.

"I get real emotional about that." Randy said pretending to weep. I just did a cheesy grin...I hate those. It's when you feel you have nothing to say.

"You're a year older than me. I'm twenty-three...an Aquarius."

"February?" He asked and I shook my head no.

"January...the thirty-first. Make sure you remember that date." Okay, I was having a very good time. Randy wasn't getting me into bed though!

Anywho, he turned out to be a really nice guy. We laughed hysterically, but because of silly things, though. He teased me about how I could devour a cheeseburger that was bigger than my mouth. I teased him about being Cowboy Bob Orton's son and you know, his cast. Then he talked me into going roller-skating.

We were skating and Randy had already busted his ass too many times to count on my fingers and toes. "Randy, stop playing!" I warned as he grabbed my hand. I screamed at the top of my lungs 'cause he was going fast. Fast like knew what he was doing. "Randy I am gonna kick your ass!" I laughed but I was so scared I was gonna bump into someone but no...we didn't bump into someone, no...we just fell. We rested against the wall, both laughing like we were nuts.

"Look at what you did!" Randy said and I giggled.

"That was all you!" I shot back.

"Hey, would you like to save this moment?" A teen rolled up to us with a camera in his hand, wearing a working uniform that looked ridicules, in my opinion of course. I still don't think bright orange and red goes together. Randy nodded smiling and he pulled me closer so I was between his legs. I smiled as the guy set up to take the picture. "Ready?"

"Ready." Randy said. After he took the picture he skated somewhere as me and Randy struggled to get up. Wasn't this man supposed to be athletically capable of all sorts of things? Well roller-skating was not something he could do. When he finally got up, I stayed down laughing at him. I looked up at him and he smiled down at me. After he got me to my feet I decided to start the trash talking.

"If my ass is bruised you're massaging it." I told him poking out my lip.

"I have no problem with that." After talking a lot of smack and making threats, then getting our pictures that were really cute, we made our way to the limo. I leaned up against him and he wrapped his arm around me. We had a long ride to the hotel considering we had to drive mile after mile to find this Skate joint that was for kids. We had to be the oldest people there. When we finally got to the hotel it was dark. I saw John and I waved. Funny thing was that when John was gonna say something, Randy pulled me closer to him. Almost the same way John pulled me close to him when we left Randy, last night. I'm a little on the confused side and I'm beginning to think I'm in way over my head!

"Let the games begin." I heard Randy mumble. What in the world was he talking about?

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