I woke up fighting as usual and trudged into the bathroom once James came out. I took my shower and was awake afterwards. I walked into the kitchen, and sat down with a glass of apple juice.
"Morning Mackie!" Mark called. I looked up, and Mackie was walking in wearing her p.j.'s: a Randy Orton T shirt and a pair of shorts. She just looked at him and growled a little bit.
"Aw…sweet pea isn't awake yet!" James teased. Mack just looked at him and punched him in his shoulder.
"Alright, that hurt Mack. Don't hit me like that again, I couldn't take it!" he smirked.
"Then leave me alone until I wake up." she grumbled. She grabbed a glass of apple juice and sat down with me at the table.
"Not a morning person either?" I commented, cracking a smile.
"Nope."
"Well, go get a shower, we're going out."
"We are?"
"Yeah, me, you, Dawn and your friends."
"Cool…where are we going?"
"Dawn wants to go shopping." I said, sighing. I noticed something in Mackie's eye's go dark.
"Okay, I'll be ready in about half an hour." She said. She jumped up and went upstairs.
Mackie's POV
I went into the room I was sharing with Courtney. She was watching TV.
"We're going shopping." I said sadly.
"And this is a bad thing because…"
"Dawn's coming along."
"Oh."
"I know. Come on, let's get ready. MTV Videos if you please." I smiled. Court nodded and we put the TV on the channel and turned the volume up as high as it would go. We sang along to every song that came on, and James, Paul and Greg came in right on time. "Nuck if You Buck" came on and we all started to have a ball. We all chose a verse and we went through the whole song. Courtney and I were doing our hair while the boys laced up their tennis shoes. Someone knocked on the door and James jumped up and answered it.
"Hey, can I hang in here with you guys? I don't feel like being a grown up right now."
"Sure! Come on in." James smiled. London came in and we kept jamming. We were hanging for about three seconds when someone else knocked on the door. I got up and answered this time. It was my dad.
"That's my song!" he laughed, walking in. "Stomp" by Young Buck ft. TI and Ludacris was playing.
"Close the door!" Greg laughed. My dad closed it, and we had a good time, until right after the song went off, there was another knock on the door. Dad got up and opened the door.
"I thought we were going shopping?"
"Oh yeah, sorry Dawn. Come on guys, lets get out of here." Dad laughed. We all got up and walked out of the room. I had on a pair of black Capri's and a pink tank top that was layered with a black one along with a black denim jacket. I had on a pair of black and pink air force ones and a pink and black fitted. We left, saying goodbye to Mark and the others, and we jumped in the big Yukon.
We pulled into the mall's parking lot and dad just gave me his credit card, telling me not to max it out. Dawn gave me a look and walked off.
"Meet you in the parking lot at 5:00 baby girl." Dad smiled.
"Alright, see you at 5." I smiled. We walked off into the mall with my crew and London going one way, and dad and Dawn going another way hand in hand.
"Wow, this mall is huge…" I said as we walked into the arcade.
"DUDE! Its your game!" Court said, pointing to Dance Dance Revolution. I looked over at her and she nodded.
"London, want to go at it?"
"Alright…but I'm pretty good at this thing…"
"Good. Because I've never lost in this game." I said, stepping up on the stage. London stepped up on the second stage and we got ready for battle. We put money in the machine and let James choose the song. We set the difficulty to expert and got ready to go. The song came on and we were going at it. There was a small crowd around us and we actually tied the after the first round. London chose the second round song and he was winning after the second round. Court smiled at me and chose the third song. It was my favorite one on the game. We started to go at it, and I beat him by only 150 points. That was the closest match I'd ever been in.
"Wow London, you actually gave me a run for my money…good try though…" I said nonchalantly and jumped off of the stage. Another girl challenged me, and I beat her by like 1000 points. Then a guy challenged me and I beat him too. I beat about five more people and was having a good time too.
"Guys, I'm hungry, let's go get some food." I said, jumping off of the stage. We were halfway to the door when someone called me out.
"HEY!" a voice called. I turned around. A girl was standing there leaning on the Machine.
"Yeah?"
"This is MY mall. And I run this game, so do you want to have a go? I see you challenging my status here." She said her accent heavy. I smirked and nodded at her.
"Yeah, let's go girl." I smiled.
"Ace is being challenged!" someone shouted really loud. Suddenly, over the loudspeaker of the mall, it was announced that someone's challenged Ace. A huge crowd ran in the arcade; old people, young people, teens…everyone in the mall it seemed like it.
"Get her." James said, hugging me.
"Yeah, the best in South Chicago in here!" Paul and Greg said really loud. I looked at the brothers and rolled my eyes.
"You got this Mackie." Court said.
We jumped up there and went at it. After two rounds, she was ahead of me by 187 points. I took off the jacket I was wearing; I wasn't losing.
"Smoke her." James said, looking at me. I just nodded and stepped back up on the stage.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my dad standing in the corner looking amused. He didn't know I saw him though. I tossed my jacket to James and chose the next song. We started to go at it, and I won by 91 points. I turned to the huge crowd and smiled.
"Ace has been beaten! It's actually happened!" some guy yelled. I smiled and blushed a little bit.
"South Chicago in this piece!" James yelled as he and London threw me on their shoulders joking around.
We laughed and danced around as the crowd looked on us. As we walked out of the arcade laughing, we saw my dad leaning at the entrance.
"Have fun raising hell?" he smiled.
"Of course!" I said simply.
"So, congratulations on your big win!" he laughed.
"How'd you know I was here? This mall is like a million miles long." I asked.
"On the PA system, they said someone from out of town was challenging someone named Ace in the Arcade. I decided to check it out and I left Dawn in Victoria's Secret. I think she's kind of mad at me," he said as we walked towards the store he'd left Dawn in.
"Hi, remember me?" she said, rolling her eyes at dad.
"Sorry babe, I went to the arcade." He smirked.
"The arcade John? What are you, 15?"
"I said I was sorry baby, come on let's get something to eat." He said, pointing to the food court.
"Yeah, we're hungry!" James smirked.
"Let's go." I said, walking off towards to food court. Dad was walking up with me and we were talking about the whole thing with the 'Ace' chick.
"I want to go to the Chinese place." I said, thinking out loud.
"Alright, I'm thinking Chinese too. Dawn, what do you want from the Chinese place?"
"I don't want Chinese, I want Subway." She said, pointing.
"Alright, we'll go to Subway too…geez, don't have a cow" he said under his breath to me. I giggled to myself and we walked over to the Chinese restaurant.
When we sat down, me and dad had Chinese, James had Pizza, and Courtney was eating a Gyro and fries, Paul had a huge Philly Cheese steak, Greg had an Italian Hoagie, and London had a 1/2 lb burger and cheese fries. Dawn had a Bacon and chicken wrap from Subway.
"This isn't pizza…look how thin it is…" James said, holding up his slice.
"You should have gotten Chicago style…" dad said through his sweet and sour pork.
"Dude, swallow!" I laughed.
"I don't understand how you can eat all of that and still be thin as a beanpole!" Dawn said, looking at the plate of General Tso's Chicken and Chicken fried rice in front of me.
"Hey, what's the point of having a fast metabolism if you don't use it?" I joked.
"The girl's got a point!" London laughed.
"Of course she does…" Dawn said, looking away. I bit the inside of my bottom lip hard as I could to keep from saying something to the woman.
"Ice Cream?" James said, looking at me. I nodded and we walked over to the Baskin Robin's. James bought me a Cookie Dough cone, since they didn't have Chunky Monkey and we walked off.
"She's pissing you off, huh?" he laughed.
"Is it that obvious?" I sighed.
"Well, you're biting your lip pretty hard; I'll be surprised if you didn't break skin." He laughed.
"Why doesn't she like me?" I sighed.
"I don't know sweet pea, but don't let her get to ya." He smiled.
'Thanks James."
"No prob sweet pea. Now come on, let's piss her off for the fun of it."
"You read my mind…" I smiled. We walked back to the table and we grabbed Styrofoam containers for me and James's food. We got back in the car and drove back to Mark's house to get ready for Smackdown. I changed into the outfit I'd worn to school the first day and we got ready to go.
We pulled into the arena and I looked at the guys. We got up and walked into the arena. Dad and the guys went to check the card and told me and the gang to go on and look around. We were walking through backstage when we saw Theodore Long. James stopped and pointed. I smiled and we walked up to him.
"Mr. Long, my name is Mackie Winters, and I was wondering if you'd sign this for me?" I said, producing the same notebook I'd had when dad took me to Velocity.
"How'd you get back here player? Fans ain't allowed back here." he said, signing the book.
"Well sir, I'm not a normal fan. My dad brought me back here." I said looking at him.
"Who's your daddy?" he said, causing the immature brothers Paul and Greg to burst into laughter.
"John Cena."
"You're the little girl he's always talking about? The way he talks about you, I'd believe you were about six years old. You look a lot like him player." He exclaimed.
"Thanks sir…I know you probably have a lot of work to do, so I'll let you go on your way." I said, running out of things to say.
"Believe that player….HOLLA HOLLA HOLLA!" he said, walking off.
"HOLLA HOLLA HOLLA!" we yelled back. We were walking around; when James noticed some Divas and ran off with Greg and Paul. Me and Court were still walking and talking about how much the boys sucked when we were almost hit by a white limo. We jumped aside and the driver jumped out to see if we were okay.
"We're fine, I'm sorry I should have been looking where I was going." I said, nodding.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm a little shaken up, but I'll live." I smiled.
"Good, I couldn't have a law suit on my hands." The driver sighed.
"WHY AREN'T WE MOVING? YOU DIDN'T HIT THEM SO KEEP GOING YOU IMBOSILE!" a voice from the back yelled. I turned around when I heard the speaker, and I got mad really quick. It was JBL.
"What's your problem little girl? Don't you know to stay out of the way of a wrestling GOD?" he said, looking down at me. Then he noticed my shirt. "Oh, you're one of those fans…one of those fans who actually like that classless scum John Cena. So, where's your mama? On her back paying for these tickets for you to see JBL and chant my name?" he said, laughing.
"Dude, don't you get it, NO ONE EVER chants your name but you…and on top of that…"
"Courtney, no. I got this." I said, stopping my best friend from verbally tearing him a new one. I took a deep breath and stepped up to him.
"I can't wait for Sunday, do you know why?"
"No, why is that?"
"Because my dad is gonna whip your ASS!" I said, doing the 'You can't See Me' thing. "A-Ha!" I laughed and turning away. At the last second, I turned around and kicked him hard as I could downstairs. Then me and Court started to run. We ran until we bumped into a huge body. We hit the ground and looked up at Sumo Grand Champion Akebono.
"I'm sorry sir, we didn't mean to hit you." I said, standing up.
"It is okay."
"Good luck on Sunday." Courtney said.
"Thank you girls. I have to get going though. I have to talk to Mr. Long." He said.
"It was nice meeting you sir." We said at the same time.
"The pleasure is all mine girls." He smiled. Then he walked away.
"Dude, lets get out of here before JBL comes looking for us." Court said.
"No way dude, I got an idea…" I said. I reached in my bag and grabbed a box of permanent markers. Then we walked back to where JBL had his limo parked. Courtney is an excellent artist, so I had her tag his limo. Right on the hood behind the huge "Antlers" we wrote 'Former WWE Champ' in Graffiti letters and colored them in, and then we walked off as if we'd done nothing wrong.
We were having a good time talking about what we'd just done, when we saw someone we didn't expect to see until Saturday.
"DUDE! That's Cowboy Bob Orton!" I screamed. We ran up to him and asked him to sign our books.
"What are you doing in Houston sir?" I said as he signed my notebook.
"I'm going to try to talk to the Undertaker."
"Well, good luck with that one…I mean we believe in Randy, we know what he's capable of." I smiled.
"Glad to know I have some support." A voice said. I turned around to see Randy Orton standing there dressed in all black and smirking at us.
"Randy!" I screamed. I jumped in his arms and gave him a hug.
"How's my favorite girl?"
"I'm alright…how's Stacy?" I said softly.
"She's alright…I haven't talked to her since Monday though…" Randy said, looking down.
"It'll get better." Courtney said, smiling.
"Thanks."
"Randy, this is my best friend Courtney. Court…do I even have to say anything."
"Ah, the infamous Courtney…how are you little miss?"
"I'm great."
"So do you two think I stand a chance on Sunday?"
"Randy, when you first saw me, I was sleeping in a Legend Killer Tour T-shirt, what do you think?" I said, making him laugh.
"That's awesome girls, I'll see you on Saturday."
'Bye Randy!" we chorused as he walked off with his dad. My phone rang "She Will Be Loved" and I answered quickly.
"Hey Shane!" I smiled.
"Someone's in a good mood…what'd you do?" he said. I could practically hear him smiling.
"Me and Court tagged JBL's Limo and I kicked him in the balls." I said, acting like I was telling him about what I did at the grocery store.
"Were either of them for me though?"
"Sorry babe, he started talking bout my mom…you know the whole thing about laying on her back and blah, blah, blah…I got pissed and kicked him downstairs as hard as I could. We met Cowboy Bob AND Akebono…"
"Awesome. Any Divas?"
"Yeah, the boys ditched me and Court for them."
"Damn. Hey SD's off of Commercial so I'll call you after. It's time for Eddie's match."
"Kay."
"Bye."
"See ya!" I smiled.
"Let's go find your da-" Courtney said.
So, you think you're untouchable?
"Speak of the Devil…Hey dad!" I laughed.
"Where are you and Courtney? We found James Paul and Greg trying to get into the Diva's locker room…" he said.
"Uh, just raising hell."
"What'd you do to JBL?" he said laughing.
"Tagged his limo and kicked him downstairs."
"Why?"
"Well, me and Court weren't looking where we were walking and the driver almost hit us on accident. He got out to see if we were alright, and while I was trying to calm the driver down, he was pretty nuts about it, JBL got out and started his whole stay out of the way of a wrestling god routine."
"You say anything to him?"
"Not at that point. But then he noticed my shirt, and started talking about "that type of fan". Then he asked me where mom was and said that she was probably on her back paying for the tickets to get me into Smackdown. So I told him you were gonna kick his ass on Sunday and kicked him in the balls. Then once the coast was clear, me and Court tagged Former WWE Champ on the hood of the Limo right behind the longhorns."
"He started talking about my Bella?" he said. I could practically see him punching the wall.
"Dad, calm down…you'll get him on Sunday. Just concentrate on Sunday, alright?"
"Yeah, I'll handle him on Sunday. Now come to Mark's locker room…my match against that dumbass Carlito is next." He said.
"Alright." I said. We walked down the hall and made it to Mark's room just in time to see Randy RKO Mark and run away.
"Damn Randy's gonna get his ass kicked on Sunday." I said to Court.
"Tell me about it." Smackdown went to commercial and Mark walked in the locker room furious.
"I can't believe they got me like that…Orton's gonna pay." He grumbled.
"Calm down big Mark, you'll get him Sunday." I said.
"Dude, you're saying that a lot lately." Court said.
"I know."
"You know what?" James said coming in the locker room with the perv brothers behind him.
"That you and the perv brothers suck for ditching us...You missed it though…we tagged JBL's Limo."
"AW! And I missed it?"
"Yep…Former WWE Champ in blue and black Sharpie." I said, smiling.
"Why?"
"He was talking about mom…"
"You did the right thing then sweet pea." James laughed.
"I know."
'I spit in the face of those who are not coo!'
"Aw man, Carlito" I said watching as he walked out. Then dad came out to his new music that I couldn't find to make his ring tone…and pretty much threw him around the ring for about ten minutes. We were just having a good time watching dad kick this guy's ass until…
"Officers, arrest that man for defacing public property! He damaged my Limousine, and I want him arrested!"
The color drained from my face and I looked at Courtney.
"This is my fault." I said. We sat in horror as JBL kicked my dad downstairs…a clear message that he knew who I was.
"This is all my fault!" I said, starting to cry.
"No it's not Darlin'. This isn't your fault." Mark said, stroking my hair. Just then it was a knock on the door. James got up and answered the door. It was London and Dawn.
"Where's Mackie-McQueen?" London said, looking for me.
"Right here Paul…" I sighed. He came in and hugged me.
"It's all my fault London." I cried.
"No it's not…he's been pissed since last week when your dad spray painted his limo. What does that have to do with you?"
"Well it was my idea for dad to spray his limo in the first place, and I kinda tagged his limo again about an hour ago."
"What'd you tag?"
"Former WWE Champ. In Blue and Black Sharpie."
"Awesome!" London said, hugging me again.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! MY JOHN IS IN JAIL BECAUSE HE HAS A JUVENILE DELINQUENT FOR A DAUGHTER! YOU SHOULD BE IN JAIL!" Dawn shouted at me.
"Well too late for that one sweetheart, been there, done that. And anyway, it wouldn't have happened if he wouldn't have insulted my mother! So yes, this is my fault, but don't be a bitch about it!" I screamed, crossing my arms.
"IF I HAVE MY WAY, YOU'LL BE ON THE NEXT PLANE TO MILIATRY SCHOOL!"
"Arguing isn't going to help anything. Dawn, go get John's bag out of his locker room and meet us at the police station. You guys come with me." Mark said, realizing that I just might hit that woman.
"I can't believe you just called her a bitch!" James laughed as we walked in the parking lot.
"Yeah, well, she deserved it." I said, climbing in the front seat.
"I can't believe you really admitted to being in Juvie!" Court laughed.
"What, did you want me to lie to the woman?"
"What did you do to get in Juvie?" London said, interested.
"Last Halloween, my 14th b-day. This lady that lived up the street from me was a real bitch, so we decided to do the neighborly thing and we decorated her house a little bit. TP, eggs, and we tagged the side of her house with 'Bride of Satan.' It was awesome. We only stayed there overnight though."
"You're just too bad…" Mark said, laughing.
"This time, I'm not gonna lie about anything. I'm gonna tell dad the whole story before Dawn could lie about it."
"Good choice."
We pulled into the police station and walked inside.
"Can I help you sir?" the man at the desk said, not looking up.
"yes, I'm here to bail a friend out…John Cena." Mark said.
The man typed away on the computer in front of him for a couple of seconds. "He's in here of 2 counts of defacing private property?"
"Yep, that's John alright."
"Bail is 1000 dollars. Two counts, 500 dollar fine per charge…1000 dollars total."
"John, you so owe me for this one…" Mark said.
"Wait, I think we can handle some of this…" I said, looking around. Me and the team all emptied our pockets and counted all of the money between the five of us. We had 450 dollars.
'I have two hundred on me right now…" London said.
"There, that's 650 right there big man, all you have to do is pay 350 and we're out of here." I said. Just then, Dawn came in the police station.
"Sir, we want to post bail for John Cena." Mark said again.
"Alright." We paid the bail and twenty minutes later, dad came walking out of the back looking pissed.
"DAD!" I screamed. His whole face softened when he heard me call him and he dropped to his knees and hugged me.
"Dad, I'm SO sorry. I didn't think anyone would get in trouble…I swear. I didn't mean to get you arrested. If you want, I'll go confess and everything will be cool. Just don't send me off." I said in about one big breath.
"Baby girl, calm down. Who said anything about me sending you off?"
"Dawn."
"Why would she say that?"
"Well, I did kinda call her a bitch…but it was only because she started blaming me for you getting arrested. I was talking to London telling him what I'd done to the Limo and she said that if you didn't have a juvenile delinquent for a daughter, you wouldn't be in jail right now and that I should be locked up. So I told her it was too late for me being locked up and that she shouldn't be a bitch about it because I already knew it was my fault. Then she told me if she had her way, I'd be on the next plane to military school."
"Well, you were wrong for calling her a bitch…even if she is acting like one. But she had no right to say anything to you like that." He said, kissing my cheeks.
"So you're not mad I called your girlfriend a bitch?"
"A little, but I can get over it, she was pretty nasty to you." He smirked.
"JOHN! Thank god you're alright." Dawn said, running up to him.
"Yeah, I'm alright."
"I think we need to have a chat…me you, and Ms. McKenzie."
"It's MACKIE, Dawn." I said, eyeing her hard.
"Alright, Dawn, me you and baby girl will ride in your rental, the rest of you guys, we'll meet you at Mark's place." Dad said, taking my hand and walking to the car with dawn right behind us. We got in the car, dad driving, and rode to this look out point. We got out the car and dad and I sat on the hood while Dawn stood there and stared at the two of us.
"So, what'd you want to talk about Dawn?" John said, looking at her.
"This…the two of you! I mean, this is just disgusting! She has you wrapped around her finger! You two argue and make up in the same day! It's just not right. John, you're a grown man, but if she was to tell you to jump, you'd say 'How High?' I mean seriously, you let her do what she wants!"
"He does not!" I argued.
"Mack let her finish." Dad said, interrupting me.
"But dad,"
"Mack, let her finish."
"She's so rude too! She's a liar. She lies to me all the time!"
'That's why she doesn't like me! Now I get it!' I thought to my self laughing on the inside.
"She called me a bitch today!"
"Wall you were being a bitch today, bitch!" I shot out before I could stop myself. Dawn reared back and got ready to hit me.
"Dude, you hit me and I swear to god I will tear every strand of that pretty brown hair out of your scalp." I said jumping up and getting in her face. "My own mother didn't hit me, and I'll be damned if I let you."
"You touch my little girl and I'll let her." Dad said. Dawn looked at my dad.
"Yeah Dawn, a lot of what you said is true. I am wrapped around her finger…we're like best friends almost, and I don't really discipline her…She's rude, and she does lie. She lies to you, her teachers, my parents, my co-workers…but she doesn't lie to me. And she told me everything that happened today. I put this on everything I love Dawn, if you ever say anything to my daughter again, so help me god, I will have a couple of the new divas come look for you…Michelle maybe…she doesn't seem to like you too well. You can get a ride back to Mark's place, but once we're there, you're getting your shit and getting the hell out. If you didn't catch it, it's over. You ended it when you raised your hand to my daughter."
We rode back to Mark's house and I told the gang what had happened. Wee leaned out of the boy's room window and sang to dawn as she left the house.
"Na na na na, Na na na na, Hey hey hey…GOOD BYE!"
