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Chapter two:

Blue eyes and stilettos

Adriana felt a jolt of electricity as her hand slid against Randy's, her breath caught in her mouth like a scoop of peanut butter it made it so hard to breathe that she was sure she was the color of a plum by now.

"I think you dropped this," Randy said with a small smile.

And of course myself standing there like a ninny said," You're Randy Orton!"

He gave his trademark smirk and looked her up and down.

"Your pretty cute."

I could feel heat rising in my cheeks.

"Thank you, Mr. Orton!"

"An okay first thing off…Mr. Orton is my father…call me Randy!"

"O-Okay…Randy," I'm sure I was grinning like an idiot by now I played with the hem of my short jean skirt and my red plain t-shirt…Dang can't I wear something more sexy!

"Hey are you coming to raw tonight?" He asked me

"Oh I wish I tried but they were sold out," I replied with a frown

He then reached into his pocket and pulled out two back stage passes.

"Oh my god! Are those-

"Back stage passes?" he finished for me

"Just do me a favor don't bring any guy with you okay?"

I watched as he walked away I bit my lip took the first 7 apples I saw then stuck them and the milk and eggs in the cart paid for them and drove off.

When I got back to the apartment I ran to the desk where Alana was seated.

I singed, "Guess what I got!"

"The eggs, milk, and apples, I hope…" Alana replied with a cocked eyebrow still with her head in the magazine and popping the same cherry flavored gum.

"Well yes but I also got," I slammed the passes on the counter, "THESE!"

She paused stared at the tickets and groaned," Adriana Marie Kingsford!"

I flinched I hated my name it was so dull and well boring.

"Come on Alana bo bana come with me!"

"YOU KNOW I HATE WRESTLING WITH A PASSION!" She screamed at me.

It was true though all her life she has said, 'do you know how fake that crap is?'

And I always rely the same 'It's a good excuse to see guys in Speedos!'

"Please Alana! Please?" I did the puppy dog pout.

"Oh all right!" She stepped out from behind the counter

W rode the elevator to my room getting ready was a synch…finding my stilettos and slipping them on I looked at my reflection, My hair was in curls with a white mini skirt and a pink slinget with a white cashmere zip up sweater leaving it un zipped, Alana not bothering to change from her candy counter girl work clothes.

We set out to my car and climbed in, how little we knew that this would change our lives!