Chapter Six
After the house show was done, Jem and Trish signed autographs and got into the car prepared to drive to their next location which was Cedar Rapids, Iowa. Jem was still upset, but not to the point of crying. She looked out the window and frowned. Jeff hadn't technically lied to her about his girlfriend because he had never mentioned her, but she still felt it was something he should have told her. When they had shared that kiss, she honestly thought something big and romantic was going to come out of it, but it all got shot down by the truth. "You okay?" Trish asked, interrupting her thoughts. "Yeah, of course," Jem answered, keeping her face toward the window. Trish sighed, but decided she should try and get her friend to brighten up. "So we get to meet the new guy when we get to the hotel," she said cheerily. "I'm not in the mood. You go by yourself," Jem replied. "Aww come on. It's not the same without you," Trish said, as Jem rolled her eyes. "You and Chris keep going off on your own so obviously it doesn't matter whether I'm with you or not," she shot back. "Well we ask you to go with us, but you always refuse," Trish said. "Look, just leave me alone, okay? I don't want to get in an argument," Jem said, as Trish nodded. "Fine, I agree," she replied, drifting her eyes back to the road. This was going to be a long two hours.
When they finally got to the hotel, Trish made her way into the lobby excitedly. "You're really looking forward to this meeting, aren't you?" Jem asked, dragging her heavy suitcase. "Well you know me...I like to meet new people," Trish answered, walking to the concierge desk. "Hi," she greeted. "Hello ma'am. May I help you?" the woman asked. "Yes, my name is Trish Stratus. I'm staying the night here," she answered, as the woman nodded as she typed on her computer. "Yes it shows here you are in room 625," she informed her, handing her a key. "Thanks," Trish said politely. She walked away from the desk and toward the elevator where Jem had already been waiting. "Here's the key since I know you like opening the door so much," she said, as Jem smiled. "Wow, you smiled!" Trish exclaimed, walking into the elevator. Jem followed her in and waited until they reached the sixth floor. Once they arrived, they walked out and made their way to the room. Jem inserted the key and then opened the door. "Okay lets get settled quickly and then go downstairs. Vince said we were supposed to meet the guy at ten and it is almost ten," Trish said, rolling her bag into the room. "When we get there, please don't say "hi guy," when you see him. His name is Tyson," Jem replied, smirking. "That's it! I couldn't remember what his name was," Trish said, slapping her head. "I noticed," Jem replied, flipping open her suitcase. She threw a pair of pajama pants on the bed and looked at Trish. "Okay, I'm ready to go downstairs," she said. "Oh so you are coming?" Trish asked, as Jem raised her eyebrows. "Yeah, I guess," she answered. "Good. Let's go," Trish said, walking out the door with Jem quickly following.
They walked down to the lobby and Jem chuckled when Trish stopped to fix her hair in the mirror. "Trying to impress someone?" she asked. "Well he and I are supposed to be love interests, so I have to make him at least want to do the storyline with me," Trish answered, busily applying lipstick. "Trish, anyone would want to be in a love storyline with you," Jem said, not even noticing that she herself was fixing her hair. "I hope I like this guy. I mean I've been put with a lot of people I don't really see myself with. The only solid storyline I had was with Jeff," Trish replied, regretting her comment instantly. She noticed the frown on Jem's face and made an apologetic face. "I'm sorry. I know you don't want me to mention him," she said. "Well, I'm going to have to get over the situation..and him," Jem replied, as Trish nodded. "And then find whoever is sending you those notes," she said laughing. "Oh my God, I so want to know who is sending those!" Jem exclaimed, laughing as well. "We'll find out who it is, but for now we have to go meet...what's his name?" Trish asked, as Jem gave her a look. "Tyson," a voice suddenly said. They both turned to look at a young, extremely tall man who was bald and had tattoos everywhere. "Hi," Trish said, a little intimidated. "You must be Trish," he said, as she nodded. He looked at Jem and smiled. "And you must be Jem," he said. "That I am. How are you?" she asked, extending out her hand. "I'm good. Sorry about the other day. The plane got delayed and I couldn't come," he apologized. "It's fine," Trish replied, giving him a huge smile. Jem noticed the way her friend was acting and stepped back from the two of them. "You know, I'm a little tired so I think I'm going to go to bed," she lied, 'causing Trish to give her a suspicious look. "Oh, well okay. I guess I'll talk to you later," Tyson told her, as she nodded. "Yep definitely. You two have fun talking and I'll see you tomorrow," she said, as Trish's mouth dropped open. "Jem..wait," she said. "Bye," Jem squealed, walking into the elevator. The doors shut and she couldn't help but laugh. "That was fun," she said to herself, as she pressed the button for floor six.
An hour later, Jem was sitting upright in the bed watching television. She couldn't sleep because of all the sadness she was feeling. Getting over Jeff was harder than she had thought and she still hadn't even confronted him about it. She was so scared to talk to him, but she knew he'd realize that she was avoiding him. She rested her head against the pillow and sighed. "Back!" Trish suddenly yelled, coming through the door. Jem shook her head and looked at the woman. "You're really loud even at eleven o'clock at night," she said, as Trish snorted. "Deal with it," she joked, walking into the bathroom to wash her makeup off. "How did it go? Did you guys get along?" Jem asked. "It went great. He's wonderful," Trish said from inside the bathroom. "So you're happy that you two will be together a lot?" Jem asked. "Yep, he's not so bad after all," Trish answered, as she turned on the water. Figuring she wouldn't hear her because of the running water, Jem turned off the television and went to sleep.
"Get up!" Trish yelled, throwing a pillow at Jem. "Why?" she asked groggily, moving around in the bed. "It's eight o'clock. You and I are usually up by six," Trish answered. "I can't even open my eyes. I think I cried to much," Jem said, rubbing her eyelids. "I wouldn't be surprised," Trish replied sympathetically, as she sat on the bed with Jem. "I thought he liked me like I do him," she said, as Trish sighed. "Don't think about it anymore," she replied. "I'll try not to and besides, I didn't come to the WWE to find love. I came for the wrestling," Jem said, sitting up. Trish smiled at her and got off the bed. "Okay, get ready and meet me downstairs for breakfast," she said, walking toward the door. "Alright," Jem replied, closing her eyes and laying back. "Jem!" Trish yelled, noticing her friend falling asleep. "Leave me alone," Jem groaned, as she put one of the pillows on top of her head. Trish rolled her eyes and walked to Jem's suitcase. "I'll get your clothes out to make it easier for you," she said, unzipping the bag. She flipped it open and watched as a picture drifted slowly to the ground. She picked it up and looked at the brown haired woman in the picture. "Who is this?" Trish asked, holding it up. Jem tiredly lifted her head to look at it and yawned. "My mother," she answered. "Really? She doesn't look a thing like you," Trish said, staring closely at the picture. "She shouldn't look like me because I'm adopted," Jem replied, finally getting out of bed. She grabbed the picture out of Trish's hand and placed it back in the suitcase. "Seriously? You were adopted? How awesome," Trish said, as Jem shrugged. "I guess," she said, taking some clothes out of the bag. "Well do you know anything about your biological family?" Trish asked curiously. "Nope. My mom has only told me that my biological mother lives in Canada," Jem said, as Trish's mouth dropped open. "I'm from Canada!" she exclaimed excitedly. "We all know where you are from. You love your country," Jem said laughing. "Of course I do, but I'm from Toronto. Do you know what part of Canada she lives in?" Trish asked, extremely interested in the story. "Toronto exactly," Jem answered smiling, walking into the bathroom to get ready for the day ahead. "How awesome. Do you have brothers or sisters?" Trish asked. "I already told you all I know," Jem answered, shutting the door to the bathroom. "Okay, but I honestly think you should find out more. It sounds really cool," Trish said, sitting on the bed, waiting 'till Jem got out.
When they finally got downstairs, they weren't the least bit surprised to see Chris and Jay eating breakfast at the small café. They walked over to their table and sat down in the two empty seats. "Please, sit down," Chris said sarcastically, as Jay smiled at them. "What are you two doing down here?" he asked. "Well Jem over here thought it would be really cool to sleep longer than was needed," Trish said. "It was too needed. You came into the room late last night," Jem replied, as the waiter walked over to the table. "Joining them?" he asked, as they nodded. "What would you like?" he asked. "Water is fine and just some oatmeal please," Trish ordered. "And I'd just like some yogurt," Jem said, as the waiter nodded. "Be back in a second," he said, walking away. "Just yogurt?" Chris asked, as Jem nodded. "The breakfast of champions," Jay said in a very low voice. The two girls laughed at his impression and smiled when their breakfast was set down in front of them. "Fast service," Jem commented. "Well do you see anyone else in this place?" Chris asked, prompting the two women to look around. Trish was about to shake her head when she saw Tyson at a table behind them by himself. She couldn't really tell if he enjoyed being alone or if he was lonely. "Trish, you okay?" Jay asked, noticing the sadness on her face. "Yeah, fine," she answered, grabbing her spoon to begin eating. Jem noticed the look on her face as well and turned around to see what she had been looking at. Once she saw who it was, she raised her eyebrows and nodded. "Oh, I see," she said. "See what?" Trish asked. "Tyson. Sitting all by his lonesome self. Why don't you go say hi and sit down with him?" Jem asked, nudging her friend playfully. "Shut up," Trish said, as Chris smirked. "Does Trishy-Wishy have the hots for the new guy?" he asked, as he and Jay began making kissing noises. Jem laughed at the two of them and patted Trish's back. "It's okay, but I just don't understand what you see in him. I mean you don't know him, so you must have the hots for him just by his looks and personally, I'm not feeling him," she said, shaking her head. Chris cocked his head to the side and gave Jem a curious smile. "And what is your type?" he asked, as she snorted. "Oh wouldn't you like to know," she answered seductively, licking the yogurt off her spoon.
When they got to the arena, they walked into the locker room and began the same routine; grabbing their attire, pulling it on and going over what they would be doing in the show. "The storyline might actually not turn out to be that bad you know," Jem said, looking down at a piece of paper Vince had left in the locker room. It explained how the whole storyline would go. Jericho and Trish would get together, but Trish would find out he was doing it as a bet. Then they would hook up again, but this time she would betray him causing Jem to get upset with her. Trish would ask her if she was on her side to which Jem would keep replying yes to, but ultimately she would end up with Chris. "Well after reading it, it doesn't seem that bad," Trish replied truthfully, as Jem giggled. "Yeah 'cause now since you're all into Tyson," she said. "You don't even know if I am. You are just assuming things," Trish replied, as Jem put her hands on her hips and gave her a look. "Okay maybe he's okay, but nothing is going to happen. I don't believe in off-screen affairs," Trish said, as Jem blew out a breath. "Yeah that's would I should start believing," she said, as Trish laughed. "See you're getting over it. I'm happy to see you aren't just bawling," she said. "Well that's not the way to live and anyway, I still have to find the secret admirer. That is going to be my main focus right now," Jem replied, as Trish chuckled. "Good luck," she said, as Jem nodded. "Yeah I'm probably going to need it because I have absolutely no idea who it could be," she replied.
When the house show ended, they were back on the road driving to the airport. Their next stop would be Lansing, Michigan which is where RAW was going to take place the next day. They arrived at the airport and ran straight into Matt and Amy. "Hey you two," Trish greeted. "Hey, what's up?" Amy asked, hugging the two women. "Not much here. We got here just in time for the flight," Trish answered. "You sure did. You two are always together," Matt commented, as Jem smiled. She wrapped an arm around Trish's neck and the two gave out big smiles. "Just like sisters," she said, as Amy and Matt chuckled.
After the house show was done, Jem and Trish signed autographs and got into the car prepared to drive to their next location which was Cedar Rapids, Iowa. Jem was still upset, but not to the point of crying. She looked out the window and frowned. Jeff hadn't technically lied to her about his girlfriend because he had never mentioned her, but she still felt it was something he should have told her. When they had shared that kiss, she honestly thought something big and romantic was going to come out of it, but it all got shot down by the truth. "You okay?" Trish asked, interrupting her thoughts. "Yeah, of course," Jem answered, keeping her face toward the window. Trish sighed, but decided she should try and get her friend to brighten up. "So we get to meet the new guy when we get to the hotel," she said cheerily. "I'm not in the mood. You go by yourself," Jem replied. "Aww come on. It's not the same without you," Trish said, as Jem rolled her eyes. "You and Chris keep going off on your own so obviously it doesn't matter whether I'm with you or not," she shot back. "Well we ask you to go with us, but you always refuse," Trish said. "Look, just leave me alone, okay? I don't want to get in an argument," Jem said, as Trish nodded. "Fine, I agree," she replied, drifting her eyes back to the road. This was going to be a long two hours.
When they finally got to the hotel, Trish made her way into the lobby excitedly. "You're really looking forward to this meeting, aren't you?" Jem asked, dragging her heavy suitcase. "Well you know me...I like to meet new people," Trish answered, walking to the concierge desk. "Hi," she greeted. "Hello ma'am. May I help you?" the woman asked. "Yes, my name is Trish Stratus. I'm staying the night here," she answered, as the woman nodded as she typed on her computer. "Yes it shows here you are in room 625," she informed her, handing her a key. "Thanks," Trish said politely. She walked away from the desk and toward the elevator where Jem had already been waiting. "Here's the key since I know you like opening the door so much," she said, as Jem smiled. "Wow, you smiled!" Trish exclaimed, walking into the elevator. Jem followed her in and waited until they reached the sixth floor. Once they arrived, they walked out and made their way to the room. Jem inserted the key and then opened the door. "Okay lets get settled quickly and then go downstairs. Vince said we were supposed to meet the guy at ten and it is almost ten," Trish said, rolling her bag into the room. "When we get there, please don't say "hi guy," when you see him. His name is Tyson," Jem replied, smirking. "That's it! I couldn't remember what his name was," Trish said, slapping her head. "I noticed," Jem replied, flipping open her suitcase. She threw a pair of pajama pants on the bed and looked at Trish. "Okay, I'm ready to go downstairs," she said. "Oh so you are coming?" Trish asked, as Jem raised her eyebrows. "Yeah, I guess," she answered. "Good. Let's go," Trish said, walking out the door with Jem quickly following.
They walked down to the lobby and Jem chuckled when Trish stopped to fix her hair in the mirror. "Trying to impress someone?" she asked. "Well he and I are supposed to be love interests, so I have to make him at least want to do the storyline with me," Trish answered, busily applying lipstick. "Trish, anyone would want to be in a love storyline with you," Jem said, not even noticing that she herself was fixing her hair. "I hope I like this guy. I mean I've been put with a lot of people I don't really see myself with. The only solid storyline I had was with Jeff," Trish replied, regretting her comment instantly. She noticed the frown on Jem's face and made an apologetic face. "I'm sorry. I know you don't want me to mention him," she said. "Well, I'm going to have to get over the situation..and him," Jem replied, as Trish nodded. "And then find whoever is sending you those notes," she said laughing. "Oh my God, I so want to know who is sending those!" Jem exclaimed, laughing as well. "We'll find out who it is, but for now we have to go meet...what's his name?" Trish asked, as Jem gave her a look. "Tyson," a voice suddenly said. They both turned to look at a young, extremely tall man who was bald and had tattoos everywhere. "Hi," Trish said, a little intimidated. "You must be Trish," he said, as she nodded. He looked at Jem and smiled. "And you must be Jem," he said. "That I am. How are you?" she asked, extending out her hand. "I'm good. Sorry about the other day. The plane got delayed and I couldn't come," he apologized. "It's fine," Trish replied, giving him a huge smile. Jem noticed the way her friend was acting and stepped back from the two of them. "You know, I'm a little tired so I think I'm going to go to bed," she lied, 'causing Trish to give her a suspicious look. "Oh, well okay. I guess I'll talk to you later," Tyson told her, as she nodded. "Yep definitely. You two have fun talking and I'll see you tomorrow," she said, as Trish's mouth dropped open. "Jem..wait," she said. "Bye," Jem squealed, walking into the elevator. The doors shut and she couldn't help but laugh. "That was fun," she said to herself, as she pressed the button for floor six.
An hour later, Jem was sitting upright in the bed watching television. She couldn't sleep because of all the sadness she was feeling. Getting over Jeff was harder than she had thought and she still hadn't even confronted him about it. She was so scared to talk to him, but she knew he'd realize that she was avoiding him. She rested her head against the pillow and sighed. "Back!" Trish suddenly yelled, coming through the door. Jem shook her head and looked at the woman. "You're really loud even at eleven o'clock at night," she said, as Trish snorted. "Deal with it," she joked, walking into the bathroom to wash her makeup off. "How did it go? Did you guys get along?" Jem asked. "It went great. He's wonderful," Trish said from inside the bathroom. "So you're happy that you two will be together a lot?" Jem asked. "Yep, he's not so bad after all," Trish answered, as she turned on the water. Figuring she wouldn't hear her because of the running water, Jem turned off the television and went to sleep.
"Get up!" Trish yelled, throwing a pillow at Jem. "Why?" she asked groggily, moving around in the bed. "It's eight o'clock. You and I are usually up by six," Trish answered. "I can't even open my eyes. I think I cried to much," Jem said, rubbing her eyelids. "I wouldn't be surprised," Trish replied sympathetically, as she sat on the bed with Jem. "I thought he liked me like I do him," she said, as Trish sighed. "Don't think about it anymore," she replied. "I'll try not to and besides, I didn't come to the WWE to find love. I came for the wrestling," Jem said, sitting up. Trish smiled at her and got off the bed. "Okay, get ready and meet me downstairs for breakfast," she said, walking toward the door. "Alright," Jem replied, closing her eyes and laying back. "Jem!" Trish yelled, noticing her friend falling asleep. "Leave me alone," Jem groaned, as she put one of the pillows on top of her head. Trish rolled her eyes and walked to Jem's suitcase. "I'll get your clothes out to make it easier for you," she said, unzipping the bag. She flipped it open and watched as a picture drifted slowly to the ground. She picked it up and looked at the brown haired woman in the picture. "Who is this?" Trish asked, holding it up. Jem tiredly lifted her head to look at it and yawned. "My mother," she answered. "Really? She doesn't look a thing like you," Trish said, staring closely at the picture. "She shouldn't look like me because I'm adopted," Jem replied, finally getting out of bed. She grabbed the picture out of Trish's hand and placed it back in the suitcase. "Seriously? You were adopted? How awesome," Trish said, as Jem shrugged. "I guess," she said, taking some clothes out of the bag. "Well do you know anything about your biological family?" Trish asked curiously. "Nope. My mom has only told me that my biological mother lives in Canada," Jem said, as Trish's mouth dropped open. "I'm from Canada!" she exclaimed excitedly. "We all know where you are from. You love your country," Jem said laughing. "Of course I do, but I'm from Toronto. Do you know what part of Canada she lives in?" Trish asked, extremely interested in the story. "Toronto exactly," Jem answered smiling, walking into the bathroom to get ready for the day ahead. "How awesome. Do you have brothers or sisters?" Trish asked. "I already told you all I know," Jem answered, shutting the door to the bathroom. "Okay, but I honestly think you should find out more. It sounds really cool," Trish said, sitting on the bed, waiting 'till Jem got out.
When they finally got downstairs, they weren't the least bit surprised to see Chris and Jay eating breakfast at the small café. They walked over to their table and sat down in the two empty seats. "Please, sit down," Chris said sarcastically, as Jay smiled at them. "What are you two doing down here?" he asked. "Well Jem over here thought it would be really cool to sleep longer than was needed," Trish said. "It was too needed. You came into the room late last night," Jem replied, as the waiter walked over to the table. "Joining them?" he asked, as they nodded. "What would you like?" he asked. "Water is fine and just some oatmeal please," Trish ordered. "And I'd just like some yogurt," Jem said, as the waiter nodded. "Be back in a second," he said, walking away. "Just yogurt?" Chris asked, as Jem nodded. "The breakfast of champions," Jay said in a very low voice. The two girls laughed at his impression and smiled when their breakfast was set down in front of them. "Fast service," Jem commented. "Well do you see anyone else in this place?" Chris asked, prompting the two women to look around. Trish was about to shake her head when she saw Tyson at a table behind them by himself. She couldn't really tell if he enjoyed being alone or if he was lonely. "Trish, you okay?" Jay asked, noticing the sadness on her face. "Yeah, fine," she answered, grabbing her spoon to begin eating. Jem noticed the look on her face as well and turned around to see what she had been looking at. Once she saw who it was, she raised her eyebrows and nodded. "Oh, I see," she said. "See what?" Trish asked. "Tyson. Sitting all by his lonesome self. Why don't you go say hi and sit down with him?" Jem asked, nudging her friend playfully. "Shut up," Trish said, as Chris smirked. "Does Trishy-Wishy have the hots for the new guy?" he asked, as he and Jay began making kissing noises. Jem laughed at the two of them and patted Trish's back. "It's okay, but I just don't understand what you see in him. I mean you don't know him, so you must have the hots for him just by his looks and personally, I'm not feeling him," she said, shaking her head. Chris cocked his head to the side and gave Jem a curious smile. "And what is your type?" he asked, as she snorted. "Oh wouldn't you like to know," she answered seductively, licking the yogurt off her spoon.
When they got to the arena, they walked into the locker room and began the same routine; grabbing their attire, pulling it on and going over what they would be doing in the show. "The storyline might actually not turn out to be that bad you know," Jem said, looking down at a piece of paper Vince had left in the locker room. It explained how the whole storyline would go. Jericho and Trish would get together, but Trish would find out he was doing it as a bet. Then they would hook up again, but this time she would betray him causing Jem to get upset with her. Trish would ask her if she was on her side to which Jem would keep replying yes to, but ultimately she would end up with Chris. "Well after reading it, it doesn't seem that bad," Trish replied truthfully, as Jem giggled. "Yeah 'cause now since you're all into Tyson," she said. "You don't even know if I am. You are just assuming things," Trish replied, as Jem put her hands on her hips and gave her a look. "Okay maybe he's okay, but nothing is going to happen. I don't believe in off-screen affairs," Trish said, as Jem blew out a breath. "Yeah that's would I should start believing," she said, as Trish laughed. "See you're getting over it. I'm happy to see you aren't just bawling," she said. "Well that's not the way to live and anyway, I still have to find the secret admirer. That is going to be my main focus right now," Jem replied, as Trish chuckled. "Good luck," she said, as Jem nodded. "Yeah I'm probably going to need it because I have absolutely no idea who it could be," she replied.
When the house show ended, they were back on the road driving to the airport. Their next stop would be Lansing, Michigan which is where RAW was going to take place the next day. They arrived at the airport and ran straight into Matt and Amy. "Hey you two," Trish greeted. "Hey, what's up?" Amy asked, hugging the two women. "Not much here. We got here just in time for the flight," Trish answered. "You sure did. You two are always together," Matt commented, as Jem smiled. She wrapped an arm around Trish's neck and the two gave out big smiles. "Just like sisters," she said, as Amy and Matt chuckled.
