Thank you for all of your reviews. I didn't realise that lyrics were not allowed but it is only the first chapter where I put them in. On to Chapter 3!
"Trinity Laurer, meet Dave Bautista. Dave Bautista meet Trinity Laurer," Paul backed away and watched the two stare at each other.
"Nice to meet you, Trinity."
"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Bautista."
"No need to be all forma, you can call me Dave." Trinity smiled at him and then turned to Paul.
"Can I get a drink, please?"
"Sure, the canteen is on the left," Trinity skipped away, glancing occasionally at the two men watching her as she went.
"I thought you said that was Joanie's daughter,"
"Adopted. So do you think you can handle her?"
"I have 3 daughters Paul. I know how to handle girls" Paul gave him a pat on the shoulder and then walked off. Dave however, stood there not knowing what to do. Trinity was a very attractive girl. Petite, with a nice body, an innocent face and dark brown eyes you could just melt in. he quickly erased those thoughts from his head, as he remembered her age and what Paul had assigned him to do. The locker room would love her. He shook his head and went to go and prepare for his upcoming match. In the canteen, Trinity was sitting there until a young man occupied the seat next to her.
"Hi. I'm Maven. And you are?"
"Trinity Laurer. I've come to stay with Paul," Maven inwardly smiled and thought to himself. 'I'm going to have so much fun with this one!'
"Hey, Maven!" a deep voice boomed. "What are you doing?" Behind him stood Dave, sensing something was wrong.
"Just being polite. I'm going now. I'll see you later Trinity." He winked at her and she flashed a smile back. Dave saw all this and groaned.
"Listen Trinity you should really stay away from him. Don't ask me why but don't socialize with him. Anyway schools are finishing soon so my daughter Emily will be off. She's the same age as you, so at least you'll have someone to keep you company."
"Thanks, I'd really appreciate that." replied Trinity, wanting to know why she should stay away from Maven. The thought of having someone her own age sounded very appealing. Paul finished his match and then they left the arena.
"So, how did you get on? Do you like it?" he asked.
"I made a new friend. His name is Maven." Paul's face dropped and Trinity observed this. She decided to carry on testing what his reaction would be. "Yeah, he was really friendly and even took me back to his locker room. We had so much fun; he even wants me to go back to his hotel room after that. He even gave me a room key!" Trinity started rummaging through her bag, trying to hide her laughter.
"If you think you are going near that man's hotel room, then you definitely have another thing coming!" Paul's face was getting redder and redder by the second. She suddenly burst out laughing and gave a cheeky smile to Paul.
"I was only joking! I don't know what everyone's problem with Maven is. Everyone's acting as if he's a convicted paedophile!" And with this, Trinity stormed up to her room and stayed there in deep thought. After a while, she came back downstairs with a piece of paper in her hand.
"I thought you would like this," she shyly handed him over the paper. On it was an amazing black and white cartoon drawing of Paul with the World Heavyweight Title around his waist and steam coming out of his ears.
"This is very good. Thank you, I appreciate it. This didn't take you long."
"This was just a rough sketch. I can do better ones. I love art."
"I figured." Paul answered and then smiled. He folded the picture up and then put it in his pocket. "Now, I should probably start thinking about enrolling you in school but that can be sorted out later," Trinity groaned then went back to her room. The thought of school with all of those strange people around was enough to make her feel sick. All that pain again…