Katie –
Okay, I know you guys hate me for being so inaccurate, but I need to bring one TNA Wrestler to OVW just because of how fuckin hot he is. I was flipping through the channels last Friday, and I saw TNA on TV for the first time, so I don't know anything about these wrestlers. I'm making up their real names, and everything about their personal lives. So technically, I own the personal life of the hot OVW wrestler. Hell, I don't even know his real name, so I made that up too! (lol) But all of the other wrestlers in this chapter are fake...I made them all up cause I don't follow OVW So don't flame me because I put him in here...okay, enough of that, here's chappy 10!
I was nervous. I was standing behind the curtain. Then my music started and my adrenaline started pumping. "Breaking the Habit" by Linkin Park blared out of the speakers and I ran out. I posed on the turnbuckle like Shelton. Then I stood in the ring and waited. My stage name was Sugar. I hated it. They said that I was supposed to be all nice and junk, but still be able to whip the other chicks' asses. I thought it was corny. But hey, I can't complain, I was in Washington DC, doing a dark match in the OVW.
"Congrats Munchkin, good match. What was that finisher you did?" my dad said, he'd never seen that move before.
"It was a modified off-the-top rope hurichrana that allows me to grab the legs for the pin once I connect. Amy and Jeff helped me with it." I smiled. We were sitting an IHOP, my favorite restaurant, celebrating that I had just signed my contract.
"Damn, Munchkin I wish you would have showed me that one...the way you pull that, you might be able to get an extra rotation out of it. I'll talk to Rey about it, since he's the one that's all about the head scissors and moves like that. I'll have him watch the tape and see what he thinks."
"Okay, now what should I name it? God I hate my gimmick."
"I know, my gimmick sucked too when I was in OVW. Hell, everyone's gimmick sucks in OVW." Dad laughed.
"What was it?"
"I was called Prototype. It sucked. I was like the perfect wrestler and all this other junk. I hated it. Once I made it over to WWE, I was able to pick my own gimmick. I love my new one, since it's me; Rap music and baggy clothes."
"Well, I got at least a year of "Sugar" to put up with. Well, what if I named it the "Gum Drop?" I mean, it's a pretty big drop, and the gum just for it to match the stupid gimmick."
"You know, that's not a bad idea. What about when you make it to the WWE? You gonna be hip hop princess with your old man?"
"I don't know, I just might hook up with the Hardyz, Lita and The Hurricane. You know, expand Team Xtreme. Or, join up with Matt and Shelton, or Uncle Randy and his cronies, or just about anybody..." I said, watching dad smirk at me. Just then my cell hone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey Baby!" It was Shelton.
"What's up?"
"Nothing much, just wondering how your match went." He said.
"It went great. I start traveling with OVW in a week. They gave me this bogus gimmick though."
"Hell, your Dad and your Uncle Randy's gimmicks sucked. Mine, I was just me. What's your gimmick though?"
"My name is "Sugar" and I'm like all sweet and giggly, and basically I let people walk all over me, while at the same time, if I'm pushed too far, I beat the crap out of them."
"Sounds like the "Salt" in "Sugar", if you know what I mean," Shelton laughed.
"Shelly, sometimes I wanna kick your..." I stopped because dad looked p at me, daring me to finish.
"Kick my what, Ari?" Shelton said. I could tell that he was smiling.
"Never mind."
"Your dad's sitting next to you, isn't he?" Shelton said, still laughing.
"Actually, he's across from me. We're at my favorite restaurant celebrating my contract signing."
"Wish I could be there baby. I haven't seen you since your birthday."
"I know. Wait till next Tuesday, I'm gonna dominate!" I laughed, trying to keep the mood light.
"Where's your first show?" he said.
"Uh, Baltimore. Where's your house show on Tuesday?"
"I think were in...hold on," he took the phone from his ear and yelled. "MATT, WHERE ARE WE NEXT TUESDAY?" he yelled. In the background, I heard the words "I think were in Chicago!" he got back on the phone. "That can't be right; we were in Chicago last Tuesday. Ask your dad."
"Daddy, where's your house show next Tuesday? Matt doesn't know, and Shelton's always clueless."
"Hey!" Shelton said on the phone.
"Sorry babe, but you are!" I turned my attention to my dad.
"We're in Raleigh, North Carolina next Tuesday. Your boyfriend's a real genus, princess," Dad laughed, sipping his Pepsi.
"I heard that!" Shelton said, sounding hurt.
"Sweetie you're in North Carolina Tuesday. You know what Tuesday is, right?" I said, smiling.
"Yeah! Come Tuesday, we will have been a couple for a year. How could I forget that, Ari? That's the day my angel came to me." I smiled. Then I looked at my watch.
"Shelton, babe you need to go to bed, it's almost 12:30, and I know you're going to spend your Friday and Saturday in South Carolina with your family. Your flight comes at"
I know, I booked your flight for you, remember?" I laughed, twirling my black hair.
"Oh yeah, I know baby. I'm gonna hit the sack, kay?" he said, yawning.
"Otay," I replied, yawing too. "See, now you made me tired by yawning!"
"Aight, but seriously, figure out what hotel you're staying in on Tuesday. I'm sending you something special. Make sure you send me the address, aight?
"Yeah, I'll send it to you."
"Okay, I love you Ari."
"I love you too, Shelton."
"Bye"
"See ya"
I hung up my phone, and I twisted my hair around my finger absentmindedly and looked out the window. I must have still been smiling because my dad started teasing me.
"Aww...my princess is in love. How cute" he smirked. I threw a sausage at him. He caught it and popped it in his mouth, laughing at me.
"Whatever dad."
"So what's on Tuesday?" dad said, stealing a piece of my bacon. I slapped his hand and stole a piece of his sausage.
"Me and Shelton's one year Anniversary," I said, starting to giggle. Dad stared at me open mouthed.
"What? Do I have something on my face?" I said, pulling out a mirror.
"No baby doll, you just giggled." He said, still amazed.
"So?" I said, knowing where he was going with this.
"Princess, you never giggle, you always said giggling was for flirty, bubbly, girly girls. You're not becoming a flirty, bubbly girly girl, are you?" he said, sipping his Pepsi.
"No, Father, I'm just in a good mood. I might be a tomboy, but I'm still a girl. I like make-up, and shopping, and doing my hair...I'm just a little hardcore, or as Lamar would say, I'm 'such a Kick-ass chick'" I laughed.
Come on Princess, we have to get back to the house, you have to pack, and I have to get you a credit card of your own so I don't get another $8,000 credit card bill like I did when you visited your brother over Summer break."
"Come on Dad, what's the point of your dad being loaded if you can't spend his money?" I teased, putting on my jacket.
"You're so not getting a hold of my credit card again. You shop too much, just like your mother."
"Dad, I'm a GIRL, it's what I do!" I giggled, walking towards my dad escalade.
It was my first match with OVW not counting my dark match. I was fighting this chick named Ariona, that's her real name; she wrestles under it and everything. It was scripted that I would win, and I was having a good time wrestling with her being in the ring just felt so right to me. The crowd was deafening. After I won the match, I stood on each of the turn buckles, posing like my dad, throwing up the 'word life' sign. When I came back stage, a couple of wrestlers congratulated me on a great match. I smiled as I went back to the locker room and changed into street clothes. When I came out, I sat around watching the rest of the show.
"Hey, Sugar!" a voice came up behind me. Standing behind me was this really cute guy. He was smiling, and in his wrestling gear.
"Actually, the names Ariel. Ariel Cena, but you can call me Ari." I said smiling.
"Cena...dude, is John..." he started.
"Yeah, I'm John Cena's kid, and Matt Cena's kid sister."
"You dad is like one of my idols, even when he was Prototype right here in OVW."
"Yeah, I get that a lot. But, uh, you never told me your name." I said laughing at him.
"Oh, it's Anthony Jones. The stage names AJ Styles."
"Well hey, AJ, it's nice to meet you." I said as I shook his hand. He smiled and kissed my knuckles.
"Likewise. Hey, I'm going to a party later, ya wanna come with?"
"Uh, I don't know, today's a pretty special day and I'm just gonna go back to the hotel and call..."
"Come on, Ari, this is your first night with OVW, and you're not spending it alone in your hotel room." He protested, pulling me out of his chair.
"NO. I have to wait for my boyfriend to call me. It's our one year anniversary tonight."
"Well, why isn't he here celebrating with you?"
"Because he's doing a house show in North Carolina. He's a rookie in the WWE. Been there about a year and a half."
"Oh. Well, I understand that. But Tomorrow night, we party, and you're not getting out of it." He smirked, throwing a friendly arm over my shoulder. "Come on, I'll introduce you to the rest of the inmates in this nuthouse." I laughed and walked with him, putting on the locked and ring that Shelton gave me. AJ eyed me and then smirked.
"Dude, snap out of it; were here!" he laughed as he knocked on the door. "Any of you ladies naked in there? 'Cause if so, I'm coming in!"
"We're all covered, come on in." a voice answered. WE entered the locker room to see about seven women sitting around doing each other's hair and nails. 'Oh no, Barbie's' I thought as I waved to them.
"Guys, this is Ari Cena. She had the match against Cameron tonight. Ari, this is Page, Erin, Micah, Sherry, Missy, Janie, and Shania. Cammy is probably in the shower."
"So, you're the new girl, huh?" the redhead known as Page said, sizing me up.
"Yeah, tonight's my first night." I said, adjusting my top. I was wearing the same outfit that I'd worn to the country club the day I met Katie.
"Yeah, well, stay out of our way; we don't want some rookie here screwing our arrangement up. I'm going to the big show. Not you. This is our show, and the eight of us were just peachy with out you. You beat Cammy, big deal. Just stay away from AJ. He's mine."
"Whoa there Page. We broke up, remember? And anyway, stop being such a bitch, she's a great wrestler." AJ said, coming to my defense. But I didn't need him. My uncle DeWayne was where I got my mouth from.
"Thanks, AJ, but I don't need you standing up for me. Page, right?" I said turning my attention to the pretty redhead in front of me.
"Yeah, what's-"
"It doesn't matter what your name is! Now I don't care if I'm not wanted here. I didn't come to make friends. I came to be noticed, so I can get to the big show with my dad and brother, and uncles, and friends, and more importantly my boyfriend. I don't want AJ in that way; he's just the only person to ever say something to me! And another thing, I'm only 17, and I'm here, so how in hell am I a rookie? Yeah, I'm new here, but I'm sure as hell not a rookie. I've trained with the best; from Paul Levesque, to Dave Batista, to Randy Orton, to DeWayne Johnson, to Eddie Guerrero, to Oscar Gutierrez, to Mark Calloway and Glenn Jacobs. And of course my dad helped me along the way. So for your information, there's no way that I can't kick your ass all over this arena!" once I finished, I turned on my heel, and walked out of the locker room. Just when I got to my locker room where my stuff was, my cell rang. When I looked and saw it was Shelton, I beamed.
"Hey baby!" I said, smiling instantly.
"What up Shorty? How was your match?"
"Well, I won. Then this guy, AJ, he's pretty cool, took me around to meet everybody, and his ex-girlfriend got all in my face and said that I was a rookie!"
"Ooh, big mistake. You didn't hit her did you?"
"Shelton Benjamin, do you think I would hit someone over something that petty?"
"Yeah, what about Adam Copeland?" I laughed at him.
"No Shelton, I hit Adam because he said I was a girl."
"Babe, you ARE a girl....right?" he laughed.
"Fuck off! I mean, he underestimated me. I hate when people do that. I'm about to go over to the hotel now. Is my present there?" I said, changing the subject quickly.
"Of course. And I suspect that mine is in the mail?"
"Uh, actually, no. It's in my bag. I didn't have time to get to the post office. I'll send it first thing in the morning, I promise."
"It's okay. Just call me when you get to the hotel so I know you're in there safe, okay?"
"Yes, mother."
"I'm serious Ari. I worry."
"Okay, I'll call you when I'm all safe and warm in my bed."
"That's my girl. I love you Ari. Happy Anniversary."
"Happy Anniversary. I love you too."
"Bye."
"Bye, bye" When I hung up the phone, I heard chuckling. I turned around, grabbing my bag and saw the one and only Anthony Jones.
"AJ! I'm so gonna kill you. You have about 5 seconds to run." He must have not believed me, because he bent down to tie his shoe. I counted to five and ran after him. He ran out of my locker room and toward where the crew was breaking down the ring. He paused, and I tackled him. We were wrestling around on the floor, when I started really wrestling, and I put him in a sharpshooter. AJ was screaming, I was laughing, and when I let him down, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. We were really just having a ball fighting each other, till I started yawning.
"AJ, as fun as this has been, I need to get to the hotel and to sleep. Can I have a ride, cause I was just gonna call a cab, but it's too late, and I don't feel safe in Baltimore at 12:30 in the morning by myself."
"Sure, what're friends for? Let's go."
The twenty minute ride to the hotel was a riot. Me and AJ stopped at McDonald's and then we raced this guy on his bike. It was so funny. When I got to my hotel, I gave AJ a hug, and I pulled out my cell.
"Hello?"
"Shelton, it's me. I'm just letting you know that I'm in the elevator on my way into my hotel room."
"Okay. Call me once you see my gift."
"Fine, but what's the point of me hanging up? If your gift is in my room, and I'm putting my keycard in the lock right now." I laughed. As I opened the door, I saw that there were hundreds of white and blue candles lit, and there were white rose petals all over the floor and bed.
"Surprise" a voice came from behind me. I dropped my cell phone and turned around. Standing there in my doorway was none other than Shelton. He was wearing black dress pants and a blue shirt, a single white rose in his hand.
"Oh my...Shelton!" I dropped my bag and ran to the door. I jumped in his arms and he pulled me into a hug. "What are you doing here? I thought you were in Raleigh."
Shelton just kissed me. When we came up for air, he just looked down at me. "Baby, how could I miss something like this? We both know that I was gonna be here, no questions asked. I was in the audience tonight. I saw you, but you didn't see me. You did great babe!" then he kissed me again.
"Thank you."
"So, what's this great gift you gave me?" he said, kissing my forehead.
"In my bag. "I went and pulled out his gift. It was a gold Rolex watch.
"Aw, baby I love it. And I love you." He kissed me yet again!
"I love you too Shelton. So, what's this great gift you got me?" I smirked.
"On your pillow." I jumped out of his arms and ran to my bed. Sitting on my pillow was a blue velvet box. I opened it, and there was a silver bracelet with blue crystals on it. Inscribed on the inside were the words 'Ari and Shelton 1 year Anniversary' I smiled, then I turned to Shelton, who had fallowed me into the room. I kissed him. We kissed for a while, and then he laid me down on the bed. One thing led to another, and you can guess what happened.
