Chapter 25
--Next Week--
The quarter of a million dollar Diva search was starting tonight. I had gone with the guys to the special last Thursday and it had proved to be entertaining, what with some chick jumping on Paul and all. All ten girls seemed pretty but then the Coach got to Amy. I stared at her trying to figure out how I recognized her, yes she was from Peoria, IL and I had been there, many times... but that doesn't mean that's where I know her from.
After Coach and the girls got out of the ring I went on to I figure if I need to fine information somewhere why not go there first? I can do a Yahoo search if I can't find anything out about Amy on I clicked on the 'get to know the finalists' link and clicked on Amy's picture.
I was reading her profile and I got down to the part I had been waiting for. My eyes got wide... "THAT'S where I know her from! Hot Damn!" Paul looked over at me sort of worried, "You okay Rea?" I glanced at him, "Yea, fine Paulie." Paul chuckled, "Then what did you just yell about?" I smiled, "Okay... I KNEW that I knew Amy, one of the Diva contestants, from somewhere. I just figured out why is all." Paul rolled his eyes, "That's all huh? Well where do you know her from Rea??"
I smiled, "Well Ms. Amy was in Toby Keith's video "Whiskey Girl" which as you all know I love. I should make ya'll sit and watch CMT with me sometime." Paul laughed, "So she was the 'whiskey girl' huh? I wonder if she saw you singing that song... that would be sort of interesting." I rolled my eyes, "What is it with you guys and wanting people to have seen that embarrassing moment? God... you all suck."
Paul laughed, "We suck huh?" I rolled my eyes, "Well, not literally of course." Then I thought about it, "No... it's Kurt Angle who sucks, not ya'll. You're just a pain in my ass." Dave looked over, "What'd you say about your ass?" I rolled my eyes, "Okay... it's official... you guys are all twerps."
Randy came over, "Wow I haven't heard anyone use the word twerp in years. Way to bring it back into the limelight." I turned to Randy and made a face at him, "And YOU sir are the KING of the twerps." Randy smiled, "Should I be proud, or offended?" I rolled my eyes, "Oh just shut up."
"What are we doing tonight?" Ric came over, "Well... H has a match against Eugene. We were all planning on accompanying him to the ring. What do you say, care to join us?" I shook my head, "Now if Eugene was really as 'special' as the character he plays then I'd put my foot down. It's just too bad you have to hurt him Paul."
Paul nodded, "Yea, he's really a nice guy. His character though... that gets pretty annoying pretty quickly." I nodded, "I know what ya mean. If fans are around then he's a whole other person. But seriously, you're set to really hurt him aren't you?" Paul nodded, "Well of course. How would it look if I lost to Eugene?" I rolled my eyes, "Oh it would look SO horrible. You would definetly not deserve a title shot then... oh wait, you're not getting another one anyways... Oops."
Paul rolled his eyes, "Rea... shut up." I smirked, "Oh... did I hit a nerve? What don't like the fact that you're losing your shot to Randall here?" Paul laughed, "Nope, that's not it. I just want you to shut up and do your job." I stuck my tongue out at Paul, "Well... for your information my job is to annoy the ever living shit out of you Mr. Levesque." Paul shook his head, "Well, you're doing a pretty damn good job." And I smiled sweetly at Paul, "I'm sorry Paulie. I'll let you be for a while, but not for too long."
About 15 minutes later Paul was picking on me... why he started I really couldn't tell you. Maybe he was trying to get back at me? Who the hell knows. "Oh Rea... Rea..." I looked at him not amused at all, "What the hell do you want NOW Paul?" He smirked, "I think you should sing a song for us, as long as it's not country I'm all for it." I just stared at him, "Come again?"
Paul laughed and shook his head, "Sing us a song... I'm bored. I need to hear your beautiful voice right about now." I blinked, "No." Paul looked at me oddly, "Why not?" I sighed, "You'll only make fun of me again. And what the hell is it with you saying I have a beautiful voice? Ya'll make fun of it all the damn time, it can't possibly be that good if you make fun of it all the damn time."
Paul sighed again, "Andrea... I've never made fun of your voice. I admid I have made fun of your choice of music... but there is NOTHING wrong with your voice honey. It IS beautiful." I looked over at him trying to figure out if he was lying or not, "You serious?" Paul nodded, "Of course I'm serious. I don't joke about stuff like that. You really DO have a beautiful voice. I think you could sing better songs then Toby Keith though, that's all."
That got a small smile on my face, "What, you want me to break into a classic, hmm?" Paul nodded, "Yes, I would enjoy that quite a bit." I nodded, "Okay then." I thought about it for a while. "Actually... it's not gonna be a classic, but it's not country either." And with that I got out my Hoobastank cd and put it in the cd player.
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"Out of Control" by Hoobastank
I've done everything as you say
I've followed your rules without question
I thought it would help me see things clearly
But instead of helping me to see
I look around and it's like I'm blinded
Out of control
I'm spinning out of control
Out of control
Where should I go?
What should I do?
I don't understand what you want from me
Cause I don't know
If I can trust you
I don't understand what you want from me
I feel like I'm spinning out of control
Try to focus but everything's twisted
And all alone I thought you would be there
(Thought you would be there)
To let me know I'm not alone
But in fact that's exactly what I was
I'm spinning out of control
Out of control
I'm spinning out of control
Out of control
Where should I go?
What should I do?
I don't understand what you want from me
Cause I don't know
If I can trust you
All of the things you've said to me
I may never know the answer
To this endless mystery
Where should I go?
What should I do?
I don't understand what you want from me
Is it a mystery?
Is it a mystery?
I'm spinning out of control
Out of control
I'm spinning out of control
Out of control
I'm spinning out of control
Out of control
I'm spinning out of control...
Where should I go?
What should I do?
I don't understand what you want from me
Cause I don't know
If I can trust you
Or all the things you've said to me
And I may never know the answer
To this endless mystery
Where should I go?
What should I do?
I don't understand what you want from me
I'm spinning out of control
Out of control
I'm spinning out of control
Out of control
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I smiled after I was finished. Everyone's eyes were wide, there was a knock on the door. No one moved to get it, I rolled my eyes and grabbed the door. "What can I do for you this oh so wonderful evenin'?" Chris Irvine (Jericho for those of you who don't know) was at the door, "Was that you?" I looked at him oddly, then realizing what he meant I said, "Damn... it was that loud huh?" Chris nodded, "Yes, but it was really good. Almost as good as Fozzy." I rolled my eyes, "Of course YOU think that. I on the other hand think Hoobastank is better." And I gave him a shit eatin' grin.
Chris shook his head, "What'd they think of your performance?" I rolled my eyes, "They haven't said anything. It seems I shocked them with my choice of music." Randy laughed, "Hell yes you shocked us. Usually you're singing to country shit all the time. Who was that by?" I smiled, "That was Hoobastank. Sarah made me a copy of the cd a few months ago."
Dave smiled, "Ooo... bootleg copy. You have enough cash to by a cd hun." I rolled my eyes, "Oh shut it. I happen to like the fact that she made it for me. Hell, she made it without my asking, so that's even better."
Then I got a epiphany and a huge grin appeared on my face. Paul laughed, "What are you thinking Rea?" I smiled sweetly, "Do I need some entrance music, or do I just have to use Evolution's forever?" Ric laughed, "You could probably get your own if need be, why?" I shrugged, "No real reason. I just want "Out of Control" as my music if I get any. Maybe not the lyrics though, maybe just the music. Know what I mean?" They nodded.
Author's Note: Hey everyone! Sorry it's taking me so long between updates, the job is taking lots of time now a days... Target is oh so wonderful. I hope you like this chapter! Please Review! OH and hot damn... RAW tonight?? Shit dude, at first I had no clue what to do with this story because of the end BUT I have an idea now so it's all good. Again... hope you liked this chapter, PLEASE update! OH OH and Thank you SO much for all the updates for the last chapter, you guys are AWESOME!! Thaks again-- Jess