umm... i guess this is a new fic... just go on and read. this is just a short fic. may be a two-shot or three-part one. r&r, okay?
Let's Pretend
"C'mon Stace, just go out with me." Randy Orton asked the long-legged WWE diva yet again for the millionth time for her to go out with him.
"I told you Randy, I'm not interested." Stacy answered exasperatedly and continued to walk forward and tried to ignore Randy.
"Just give me a chance to prove to you that I'm not the cocky and arrogant bastard everyone thinks I am." Randy said, he couldn't believe he just said that.
"Randy, a no is a no, okay? And besides I already have plans now I have to go." Stacy said and left Randy with his mouth hanging open. A girl just said no to him. To him Randy Orton!
"The world must be coming to an end." He thought desperately to cover the shame he was feeling.
"Did I really see that happen?" Hunter Hearst Helmsley's voice suddenly came. Randy jerked his head towards him in surprise to hear his voice.
"Hey Hunter." Randy said glumly.
"Did a girl just say no to the lady's killer?" Hunter said mockingly and laughed.
"Very funny Hunter, I have to go." Randy said and left. He has been asking Stacy out for the past few weeks and he still receives the same answer, no. Randy shook his head and racked his mind trying to think of a way to make Stacy go out with him.
"Well, there's always blackmail." Hunter would always say to him everytime he would voice out his frustration with Stacy's refusals.
"Yeah, blackmail her and she'd think of me as a blackmailing arrogant jerk. That would be so fantastic and I would really like that." Randy would answer sarcastically.
"I'll find a way. Sooner than later." Randy said to himself.
"So I'll see you in the mall okay?" Stacy asked over her phone. She was talking to her friend, Trish Stratus.
"Yeah okay. Be sure to be there by nine in the morning." Trish answered.
"Yeah, don't worry I will be. You should promise you should be there by nine." Stacy said and emphasized the word should. Trish would always come an hour late and Stacy doesn't want to roam around the mall all by herself.
"I'll be there." Trish said.
"Okay, so, have to go I have some things to do." Stacy just said and hung up. She was wondering why she lied about having things to do to Trish when she was stuck inside her room doing nothing on a Friday night. Ever since her break up with Andrew a.k.a. Test, she seldom goes out and have some fun. Trish said she was burned and she's just shy to admit it. Well, Stacy thought Trish maybe right.
"Why don't you go out with me tonight?" she remembered Trish asking her that afternoon.
"Yeah, and just bore the wits out of me." Stacy answered. "I know you're going out with John Cena and I'm going to be the third wheel." Stacy continued glumly.
"Oh, you won't be alone. Here comes your prince charming!" Trish squealed as she pointed at Randy walking towards them.
"Eeew! You mean Randy Orton, go out with me? No way!" Stacy said with her nose scrunched up as if she just smelled something bad.
"He's not bad! He's pretty hot and you two would make a lovely couple." Trish whispered to her.
"Hey ladies!" Randy greeted them.
"Hi Randy!" Trish greeted him cheerfully while Stacy just looked at him blankly.
"Sorry, Trish got to go." Stacy said and quickly left.
"What's with her?" Randy asked and Trish just shook her head to say that she doesn't know.
Stacy sighed after remembering that incident that afternoon. Randy has been asking her out and she refuses everytime. She doesn't know what's with Randy that makes her say no to him. Maybe she sees much of Test in him, because he exudes an aura full of confidence and arrogance. Maybe he annoys her so much with all his pestering in asking her out. But then if she agrees to go out with him, surely he'll stop? Or maybe, just maybe like that small part of her brain keeps whispering to her, she's attracted to him and she's just scared. Maybe…
Stacy was no longer thinking about Randy as she had fallen asleep. Stacy woke up and bolted up from her bed after having that very strange dream. She looked at the window and saw the sun already high in the sky. She yawned and closed her eyes and tried to remember what her dream was.
"Eeew!" she exclaimed when she remembered what her dream was. It all seemed so real to her. In her dream she was the damsel in distress and Randy was her prince charming. She was stuck in a pit and Randy came to rescue her. As a sign of thanks, she kissed Randy and he swept her up her feet and put her in his snow-white horse and took her to his kingdom. And if she hadn't waked up, maybe she would see that they lived happily ever after?
"Never!" Stacy exclaimed and got out of her bed and jumped into the shower.
She was fixing herself when suddenly the doorbell rang. She wondered who it could be since she wasn't expecting anybody. She opened the door cautiously and saw that it was a deliveryman with a basket of flowers.
"For Miss Stacy Keibler." The man said and Stacy accepted the flowers, she closed the door and read the card.
Stacy,
One day you'll be mine.
Signed,
Your biggest fan
Stacy dropped the flowers and quickly stepped away from them as if they carry some disease and let out a silent cry. She quickly grabbed her purse and ran out of the room. She quickly called for a cab and got inside.
"Good morning Miss Keibler! Wow! I can't believe my luck!" the cab driver said enthusiastically, Stacy just smiled.
"I'm like your biggest fan!" the driver said and winked at her. Stacy felt goosebumps over her, she remembered the note from the flowers.
"You probably heard that line from millions of people." The driver said and Stacy couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. The cab driver continued to rant on and on about how he had watched the WWE because of her and that he bought every magazine that featured her. Stacy just smiled tensely.
"Man, he sounds so obsessed about me." She thought nervously.
"So did you received my flowers?" the cab driver suddenly asked and Stacy opened her mouth in horror.
"I'd take that as a yes. I hope you liked it." The cab driver said and blushed. "So did you like it?" he asked her and Stacy couldn't find her voice to answer.
"Answer me dammit!" the cab driver snapped and it scared Stacy that she was shaking. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." The driver said as his voice returned to a cheery one.
"So, can I have your number Miss Stacy?" the cab driver asked her again.
"Um, uh. Sorry I can't." Stacy answered slowly in a shaking voice.
"Why not?" the cab driver asked.
"I just can't." she answered, trying her best to sound calm. "And my boyfriend doesn't want me to give it anyway." She lied.
"You're lying." The driver said and he turned to look at her, his temples were throbbing and his eyes were looking straight at her.
"No, I'm not." Stacy lied again.
"You said you don't have a boyfriend right now after you broke up with that idiot Test." The driver said, he was referring to an interview he read from a magazine.
"I have a boyfriend."
"I want your number! And if you don't give it to me, you might not reach to where you are going." The cab driver threatened.
"Shit. Hurry up, someone's waiting for me!" she yelled at the driver.
"Ooh! Really? Who? Your boyfriend?" the driver asked dangerously.
"As a matter of fact, yes." Stacy answered and took a deep breath when she saw the mall loomed into view. When the cab stopped in front of the mall, she threw him fifty bucks and quickly got out and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw familiar frame nearby.
"Hi babe!" Stacy said in a loud voice when she saw the cab was still there looking at her.
"I missed you." She said and gave him a kiss on the lips and he couldn't help but look at her in surprise. Fortunately she has her back on the driver.
"Work with me." She whispered to him in a desperate voice. And he smiled.
"I missed you too." He said and kissed her passionately. "This is my lucky day." He thought happily.
a/n: so ho was it? hope to hear some feedbacks from you... r&r okay? thanks a lot guys!