Love on a Wall

Miss-ed606 (evildiva606)

Disclaimer: I only own the new characters and places and you know what the WWE owns what the wrestlers own and what Vince McMahon owns. I am simply writing out of my imagination.

Remember: This story has no draft. It is on the spot and I have no idea how this will turn out. Bear with me...Please...

Note: Once again…it is an impromptu story and bear with me also due to the fact that I am 13…

Summary: Can posters really see what we do? Are their eyes really watching us? Or are they just part of the decoration? Well, I have a poster of Randy Orton...and some strange things have been happening.

ANNOUNCEMENT! I will be on hiatus next week…it's my exam week! rolls eyes and I am BANNED from the computer…but my grandmother doesn't even know what year it is, so I guess I'll sneak the laptop my mom hid in my grandma's closet…I'm pissing in my pants, myself! I am so much more excited than you guys! I sooo want to put up the next chapter already! But…I have been told that suspense may be a good thing…but not to "cardiac-arrest-prone" people. So, I guess I'll post when I have time…just to let you know…I've finished writing up till chapter…I think…eight? Or something like that…all I know is that…all I have to do now is post and post…BUT… but…but…but… I have to edit. I just wrote them right away so the ideas won't go "shoo-fly". Anyway, enjoy this chapter. It's very short…but worth it…trust me…just don't send me reviews saying… "TOOT YOU! YOU TOOT! YOU ARE SO TOOTING TOOTY! I HATE YOU! TOOT! TOOT! TOOT! MOTHER TOOTING TOOT! TOOT YOU!" Too many toots and you'll sound like Morse code…you know…the one they used in the wars before… toot too too toot…toot too too toot…like that…each toot pattern represents a code.

Note: Thanks for the reviews! From the first to the latest chapter! I am so sorry I wasn't able to really thank you guys porperly! I really appreciate it all! I am so flattered I can fit under a door! Thank you so much! I remain, very truly yours, miss-ed606. Ü

Previously:

I only had one problem now…

I have no idea if this was real…since it was too good to be true…I had no idea if I was just dreaming…seriously…

If it was…then I am trying to make the best of what's happening now.

Chapter Eight:

Note: Do not judge unless you finished the whole chapter…you'll know why.

I think I just woke up.

I felt a thick quilt over me. I was in my room.

I sighed…maybe it WAS all a dream. Maybe, it WAS too good to be true. Randy would never get this close to me, Randy would never---

"Hey Brooklyn?" It was him…it was his voice.

"Are you alright? I mean, you went out cold." Randy said coming out of the bathroom.

"What happened?" I asked him, wondering why the hell I was feeling so damn dizzy

"It's kind of hard to explain. It's okay if you actually knew what happened. But it's sort of hard to explain it, detail by detail…" Randy said taking a seat on the foot of the bed

"It's okay. I won't laugh." I said wondering what would be so hard to explain

"Well, remember when I kissed you?"

"Yup."

"Well, after that, I asked you if you minded. You sort of looked all dizzy and stuff and then that's when you went out cold." Randy said blushing a bit…

But it was I who was supposed to be blushing. I guess he felt embarrassed for me. It reminded me of that time my cousins husband moaned out his own name during sex. Trust me that must be much more embarrassing.

He walked over to my side of the bed and sat beside me. He tucked my hair behind my ear and told me that everything was okay. With that, something so unexpected happened. My one dream, now a reality.

I never expected it. And I was speechless from then on.

End of Chapter Eight

Sneak Peek:

"I would like that, Randy." I answered him as he came close and -------

Note: All reviews are welcomed…just no Morse codes…thanks…By the way…I have a new fic coming in a few…here's the summary:

"The Benefit of the Doubt" summary:

This is a story about a girl who writes fan fictions almost all her life and the climax has to do with a certain wrestler who actually reads them…And that girl just might be you. You'll never know…but at least you have the benefit of the doubt. Edge.

Also, if you have the chance…tell me if you whether you want this story to come out or not. Thanks. And if you want me to change the main character and stuff…miss-ed606