I still own only Raleight.
Takerschick and MissPhilippineSuperStar; thanks for reviews. Others, please let me know what you think! Well, this isn't my best story, but still...
Oh, and please remember, my mother tongue isn't English, so there may be some strange things, whitch make no sense...
Chapter 4
When we were on the club, we sat the whole group on four tables. I went quite soon to dance floor. Then I went to bar to buy drink and went back to our table and sat next to Amy. She whispered to my ear.
"Rob hasn't got his eyes away from you at all night."
"I've noticed that, Ames." I answered.
"You should talk with him. By the way, Paul has been glaring him." Amy said.
"But I don't know what to say to him, I don't want to hurt him."
"Say like things are. All know, except Rob, that he is only a friend to you. Altought he should know it. For my knowledge, Sylvain talked to him, when we got the word that you will be coming work with us."
"I'll talk to him." I said thinking that what in the world I would say to him?
"Soon, Rales."
"Yes, Amy."
I heard the first sounds of Shakira's La Tortura and jumped up.
"I love this song."
Randy was standing next to me, so I took his arm and pulled him to the floor with me. Our dancing was close and intimate and when we got back to our table, Paul glared at us mumbling.
"Well, that was very interesting looking dancing."
Others just smiled to us knowingly, except Rob, who didn't look so happy.
Later that night I went outto take some fresh air. Almost immediately when I got out, a drunken, unfamiliar man came to me.
"Why so beautiful woman is standing here alone?" He blurred.
"I just came to take some fresh air." I answered.
"It's dangerous for so beautiful woman like you to stand here alone."
"I'll be alright." I answered.
"Are you alone here?" The man asked.
"No, I have a lot of friends inside."
Then man put his hands to my hips and pulled me to him.
"Hey, what are you doing?" I asked at aghast and tried to push him away.
"Give me a kiss." He said.
"No, absolutely not." I said angrily.
"What's happening here? Let her go!" I heard Daves voice.
"I just want a kiss from this beautiful woman. And that's not your business." Man said.
"Yes it is." Dave said simply.
"Who do you think you are?" Man said like he wanted to pick a quarrel and let me go turning to Dave.
"I'm her boyfriend." Dave said without hesitation.
I looked him confused, what the hell?
"Is that true?" Man said turning to me.
I hesitated few seconds and answered then quietly.
"Yes, that's true."
The man didn't say anything and went away.
"Thanks, Dave. But you didn't have to say that you're my boyfriend." I said.
"Well, no harm done." Dave said smiling.
I didn't know what to say to that and so I changed the subject.
"What were you saying earlier about that script?"
"I'm not comfortable of saying so what there is written." He answered.
"We think that it is a good thing for the show and everyone accepted it."
"But still…" He started.
"Dave, please. Do it, please." I begged taking my sweetest impression.
"Well, okay." He sighed.
I started to thing that Stacy may had been right with us both, me and Dave. He gave up easily and I in the other hand would had been yelling, if it had been anyone else, even my own brother.
On the next morning I woke up when my mobile started to ring. I didn't realize first what the voice was, but I managed to answer before the ringing stopped.
"Mmm-hmmm" I answered sleeply.
"Well, good morning to you too, Rales. Did I wake you?" I heard amused, so familiar and dear voice for me saying. I was instatly wake.
"Dale? Oh my god, Dale!" I yelled to mobile.
"Yeah, it's me. How are you, darling?" Dale Earnhart Jr said.
"Ok, specially now. It's great to heard your voice." I said.
"I'm sorry, if I woke you. I just wanted to know how was your first day in work."
"I forgive you as always. And it's almost ten o'clock, it was time to wake up." I said gazing at clock and continued. " Yesterday was perfect."
"That's good. How is your rest of the week?"
"We'll fly to Dallas on the evening, there is show tomorrow evening. I have free on thursday and friday and on saturday I'll fly to Boston where is Smackdown show on Sunday." I told him.
"You're quite busy during next weeks, aren't you?" He asked.
"Yeah, for next five weeks." I answered.
"Well, I have to go, but we have race on Saturday, so wish me luck." He said.
"I always do." I said laughing.
"That's true. Say hello to Paul. And Rales, I miss you, try to arrange some free time for me too." Dale said.
"I will. And right back at you, try to arrange some time for me too. I miss you." I answered.
"Well, bye for now, redhead."
"Bye, blonde." I said laughing.
Nascar star Dale Earnhart Jr was my best friend. My brother had introduced us five years ago and we became straight away very close. He was always there for me and I loved him like a brother. He was also the only man, who my little bit over protective big brother thought to be right for me.
When I had closed my mobile I went down stairs for breakfast. I met there my brother, who looked like he had a hung over, Dave and Glen Jacobs. I sat to their table after I got some food.
When I had eaten, I went to ask could I play piano, which I had noticed on the dinnerroom. Sylvain Grenier was supposed to sing O'Canada in Taboo Tuesday which was in two weeks. I had thought that we should practice for it little. I could accompany him with the piano.
I got permission, and I went to get notes for O'Canada from my room and knocked on Sylvains and Robs door.
They both came down with me. Rob had got a strange impression in his eyes when I told what I wanted and he insisted to come with us altought Sylvain didn't like it.
Downstairs we met Randy, Amy, Dave, Shane, Stacy, Nidia, Nora (Molly Holly), Darren (William Regal), Nick (Eugene), Chris Jericho and Trish.
"Hey Rales, where are you going?" Randy asked.
"I'll go to the dinnerroom. Breakfast serving seems ended already. Sylvain will sing O'Canada on Taboo Tuesday and I thought we should practice for that." I answered.
"Hmm Rales. Have you heard him singing?" Randy asked little hint of smile in his lips.
"No. Why?" I asked wondering that what he meant by that.
"Hey guys. We have to heard this." Randy said smiling widely now.
Others followed us to the dinnerroom ignoring Sylvains glaring and my wondering impression.
"I rather sing in French." Sylvain said to me.
"That's alright." I said and continued. "Sing first without accompany of piano. Start when you're ready."
When he started I had difficulties to keep myself together from the very beginning. Specially when everyone else on the room were laughing. When he stopped, I couldn't control myself anymore and I bursted to laughter. When I finally got myself somehow together, I said.
"Well, that was…"
"Awful" Dave interruped me laughing.
"Interesting." I ended my sentence.
"But Raleight, that was an understatement." Dave said and made me laugh again so that I had to put my head against his chest. Also little bit hurt impression on Sylvains face was a part of the reason for that. When I had laughed a while against his chest while he padded gently my back, I sat to the piano chair.
"Okay, let's try with accompany."
I started to play and Sylvain started to sing again. When he stopped I turned to him sighing.
"It was little bit better."
"Yeah, the sound of the piano covered almost completely your singing attempts." Randy said grinning.
We started to laugh again.
"I can't help it if my singing voice is poor." Sylvain defended himself.
"Poor! For gods sake, you're raping our beautiful national anthem." Jericho said laughing and got death glare from Sylvain.
"What if Rob would sing it, instead of you?" I asked wiping laugh tears off my cheeks.
"NO!" Jericho, Darren and Trish yelled.
I looked at them.
"If Sylvain's singing gets you almost to the grave, Rob's does surely end of your life." Darren explained.
"So horrible?" I looked at Rob smiling.
He nodded.
"I'm the first to admit that."
"Well, okay. I think we'll manage with this somehow." I said.
"Good luck for that!" Randy and Jericho said in unison and others agreeded with them.
I went back to my room and packed my things, because it was almost time to go to airport. I watched TV for a while and then I heard a knock on the door. I knew it was Paul and opened it.
"Hey, Rales. Are you ready to go?" He greeted me.
"Yeah, I'll just grap my bags."
I looked around on the room and made sure that I had everything what was mine.
I followed my brother to the elevator and when we were downstairs, I saw that Dave and Ric were waiting us.
We drove to the airport and after we had done the checking, we waited our plane to leave. There was others from our group in the flight too and when we got to the plane I sat next to Amy.
"Have you talked to Rob?" She asked.
"Well... No"
"Rales, you should talk to him" She criticized.
"But I don't know what to say to." I complained.
"Say just how things are. That he is a friend to you and you don't have any romantic thoughts of him. Isn't it so?" Amy advised.
"Absolutely. I don't feel anything romantic towards him." I answered.
"Say it to him. By the way you had quite a tender moment with Dave when Sylvain tried to sing O'Canada." Amy changed the subject and got a glare from me.
"What do you mean?"
"He padded your back so tenderly when you laughed against his chest. And you should have seen his eyes." Amy explained.
"What about his eyes?"
"He had so tender impression. Infact Darren asked what there is between you and Dave." Amy answered.
"There's nothing special between us. We're just very close friends." I was little bit confused.
"So have you said during last two years." She said.
"But there's nothing romantic between us! And Paul would never forgive us, if there were and Dale…" I tried to explain.
"Yeah, Dale. There's other man who has caused wondering in me, Paul and Randy. You are quite difficult pair to define." Amy interrupted.
She and Randy were the only ones besides my brother in our group who knew Dale.
"He's my best friend. I love him but I'm not in love with him." I answered.
"Are you sure? Paul thinks that he is the only man for you." Amy said.
"I'm sure. And I know what Paul thinks."
Amy took more comfortable position and started to sleep. I took some papers from my bag and started to read promo scripts. I read until we started landing to Dallas airport.
On the next morning I woke up at nine. After I had dressed I went for breakfast and met there my brother, Ric, Dave and Glen and sat on their table.
After I had eaten and popped in my room, I went to fetch Amy and Trish as we had agreed previous night and we went shopping.
We came back few hours later with our shoppings. I changed clothes, because I had to leave to Dallas Center to get ready for show. I got a lift from one of our stageheads.
We got cameras ready for first promo and when it was taped, my mobile chirped. I saw 'mom' on the display and I answered.
We changed news, and then mom got to her 'favourite subject'. That was about how much she didn't like that I started to work with wrestlers. If I had to work in WWE, for her oppinion I should have stayed in office work. It didn't bother her that Paul was in RAW, on the contrary she was proud of him, but she thought that this wasn't a job for me. Finally we both were yelling at the phone and when we ended the ca,ll I was so mad that I thew the mobile to the floor. Both, front and back panel were flying around.
"But Raleight, it isn't mobiles fault that who ever you spoke with, made you angry." I heard amused voice behind. When I turned I looked to Dave who was smiling that cute, little bit mysterious smile.
"What ever." I said angrily and walked away.
When I was at our next taping scene for our next promo, I realized that I had left my mobile on the floor. I knew Dave although, and thought that he had taken it with him, so I didn't have to worry.
Paul and Randy were on that promo and both saw immediately that I wasn't on good mood. I snapped them, but they ignored it, so we didn't have any arguments.
"What has happened 'couse you are in so bad mood?" Paul asked when we had the promo done.
"I spoke with mother." I answered.
"Ah." Paul just answered. He knew what our mother thought about my new job.
Show had started about half an hour ago, I went to the restroom to watch it and looked through next promo scripts, which were taped on the same evening. I heard the door open, but I didn't lift my eyes from papers.
Suddently a hand, which were holding my mobile, appeared in front my eyes.
"You forgot this. Are you in better mood?" Dave said.
I lifted my eyes and took the mobile.
"Thanks Dave. I guess I am." I answered although I was still little pissed.
"Do you want to talk about that, what made you so angry?" He asked then.
"It wasn't anything special. Mom just were nagging again about my job." I answered.
"Ah, Paul has told me about that. He said that your mother isn't very happy about your new job." He said.
"You can say so."