I'm ba-ack!! Did any of you miss me? LoL. Surprisingly I got this chapter out as fast as I could, I've been having next to no inspiration. I hope it's still up to par and y'all like it!
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"So can anybody tell me what the big hold up is here?" Trish asked impatiently, trying (without succession) to tap her heeled foot against the sand.
"Nothing, don't worry about it." Dawn Marie snapped at the blonde. "You guys can just go finish your shoots. Nidia and I are going to try and talk to her."
Stacy rolled her eyes. "I figured it'd be something to do with that Kiara chick." She sniffed, looking around for the rest of the girl's approval and they nodded. "One of these days that girl is going to have some sort or breakdown and it's going to look so bad for the rest of us."
"One of these days you're going to have my boot up your ass if you don't stop talking about her like that." Nidia threatened.
"Or at least you like to think so." Stacy replied breezily before stomping back to the photographer, a bored looking man who looked like he'd rather be doing anything else then be here for the umpteenth time, shooting pictures of the same girls he's already done before.
"Bitch." Nidia muttered after the retreating Diva before turning back to the small changing room. "Kiara sweetie, what's wrong? Why won't you come out and show us what you look like?"
"I'm not coming out of this room because I don't want millions of people to see me in my swimsuit." She replied back tearfully.
"If it makes you feel better nobody is going to really know who you are." Nidia supplied, trying to be helpful, earning a sharp look from Dawn. She ignored the protests and pushed aside the flimsy curtain and grabbed Kiara's arm, dragging her out into view.
"You're too judgmental of yourself." Dawn noted out loud, taking in the ice blue and white two-piece Kiara had on. "Come on girl, that's not even close to showing anything." She insisted.
Kiara had her arms securely locked around her waist and glanced at both brunette divas warily. "You really don't think anybody's going to be looking at me?"
Nidia shook her head apologetically. "And if it makes you feel any better, nobody really looks at me either."
Dawn Marie smartly decided to keep quiet.
"Okay, so they're shooting Stacy right now-"
"I'd like to shoot Stacy." Kiara muttered and forced a smile when Nidia gave her a warning look.
"I understand you don't like them, but they are good at what they do." Nidia said as the three girls watched the 5'11 diva play for the camera. "Now like I was saying, she's up now but you're right after her. So make sure that you're ready."
Kiara didn't say anything and just wrapped a towel around her body and sat down on the ground, her legs stretched out in front of her.
Dawn pursed her lips together and studied Kiara silently. "Girl, how tall are you?" She asked suddenly.
"I'm not sure." She replied truthfully. "5'9 I think."
"There's no reason you can't be as good as Stacy then." Dawn said with a smug smile.
"Are you like my counselor now?" Kiara asked sarcastically.
"No but I'm just trying to help with this confidence problem you seem to have." Dawn answered back quickly. She noticed the photographer motioning Kiara over and nudged her with her foot. "You're up."
Kiara picked herself up off the ground and trudged over, only straightening her back when she heard Nidia yell at her to do so.
"So my dear, who are you? I've never seen you here before." The photographer asked up-front.
"Kiara Dailie."
"I don't want to know your whole name, just what I need to be able to yell at you when you screw up which, you most certainly will."
She put one hand on her hip and looked at him with pursed lips. "Why are you assuming that?"
*click*
He gave her a knowing look. "That was beautiful, I want more of that."
"I can't just do it on cue though." She protested.
"Hey Kia! Your boy is nothing but an arrogant jerk!" Nidia yelled from her place on the sand.
"Yeah well your boyfriend—"
*click*
Kiara looked from the camera to Nidia, who had a grin on her face.
"Just trying to help you out!" She called back.
Between the photographer and her two friends, Kiara finished her photo shoot twenty minutes later. She had a huge smile on her face and looked genuinely excited to be there when she walked back over.
"See, that wasn't hard, now was it?" Dawn asked, slinging her arm around Kiara's shoulders.
"You definitely looked like you were enjoying yourself." Nidia piped up as the three headed back to the hotel. "I don't think I even had that much fun at my first photo shoot."
Kiara pulled open the glass door and almost immediately yawned. She said a brief goodbye to Dawn and Nidia who were going to head down to the pool to check out some guys and got onto the elevator, resting her head against one wall. She watched impatiently as the numbers crept closer to her floor and rushed out when they finally reached it. She fished the card-key from her cluttered purse and swept it through the lock, pushing the door open.
"What are you doing here?" She exclaimed, seeing the figure lounging on her bed, looking as if he didn't have a care in the world.
"Actually I was just about to take a nap." John Cena confessed. "Care to join me?"
Kiara dropped her bags on the floor and looked at him curiously. "How the hell did you get in here?"
He grinned at her. "I just had to work some of my charm on the cleaning ladies and tell them I was locked out of the room my fiancée and I were sharing."
"You're too much."
"You know you love me." He shot back teasingly.
She rolled her eyes. "Only in your dreams Cena." She said to him.
"So what?" He countered, reaching over lazily for the remote. "So I wanted to talk strategy with you."
Kiara pulled a t-shirt over her head and looked at him uncertainly. "Strategy for what?" She asked curiously. He patted the bed next to him and she reluctantly sat down, drawing her knees up to her chest. "Now what do you mean?"
"For Summerslam this Sunday." He answered. "I'm going up against 'Taker and you need to be prepared. I set up extra training for you incase anything happens when you interfere and also set up an appointment for you with the designer so she can get you something cute to wear and…" John trailed off as he saw the open-mouth stare Kiara was fixing him. "What?"
"You're just like a woman with your appointment making." Kiara teased. They both looked up at the knocking on the door. "It's open!" She called out.
The door opened slowly and Nidia peered around and her eyebrows shot up when she saw John here. "What are you doing here?"
"He's being my personal organizer." Kiara piped up before he had a chance to respond.
Nidia gave her a knowing grin. "Well I just came by to let you two know that the plane leaves tomorrow at seven in the morning. So try and get some sleep." She left quickly with a wink before either of the two could say anything back.
"Did you get what she was getting at?" John asked Kiara with a suggestive look on his face.
She rolled her eyes and turned away from him. "No Cena, just no."
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So what'd ya think? I hope you guys like it and I've already started to write the next chapter. Ya know, maybe get something going between the two although I'm not sure yet! Read and Review and tell me what you think!
*The Peep's Author*
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