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Chapter 16 : The Invite
It was the next day, Tuesday and I had woken up around ten-ish and was a little baffled as to why I was not in my own room and I was even more worried when I saw Carlito come out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel. He explained that he couldn't find my room key so brought me back here. I looked at what I was wearing and reluctantly saw that I had the same clothes on as the day before. I got out of the bed and pulled my skirt back down where it was supposed to be. I then told him thanks and left to go to my room and here I am now. I had just got out of the shower and blow dried my hair and curled it a little into ringlets. I slipped on some gray sweats, a white long sleeve shirt and some cozy socks. I sat on the bed, bringing my knees up towards my chest and picked up my cell phone. My brother hadn't called me yet and I was worried. I dialed his number and waited for him to pick up. When I was about to hang up, he answered and he sounded breathless which led me to raise an eyebrow suspiciously.
"Hey big bro, what are you up to?" I asked curiously.
"Things here and there." He said simply.
"Well, you never called me yesterday when you said you would." I said.
"Yeah, I got….caught up in something. Sorry." He said after a long pause. This made me much more curious.
"Hmm, really? What is this something?" I asked.
"Oh, nothing. Oh, god." He mumbled at the end of the reply. I took the phone away from my ear disgusted.
"Ugh, you are so gross Elliot. Tell the chick that she could have at least waited until we were done talking." I said and hung up. After, I laughed because it was pretty funny but definitely gross, listening to your brother….have…sexual escapades.
I sat there for a while and then called my brother, Brett. We weren't as close as I was with Elliot, one, because he was older, two, we don't have many similar interests, and three, he was very protective, which could be a bad thing and a good thing. Although we didn't get along that well, we do have our moments, and I absolutely adore his wife, April.
"Hello." I immediately knew that that was April.
"Hello. Is this Mrs. April Hunter?" I asked. You see, Brett and April were just married about four months and she loved having people call her that to remind her that she was married and to the love of her life.
"Kendall!" She practically yelled into the phone. I laughed at her excitement.
"April!" I mocked her.
"We haven't heard from you in, like, forever." She said and I could practically see her jumping up and down with happiness. She was very loud, crazy, and enthusiastic.
"Well, you know, with what happened with me Brett, I figured I would let him settle down before I talked to him again." I said sadly. The last time I saw Brett, we got in a fight about a boy I was seeing. He said that the guy wasn't worthy of me and that he was scum. I slapped him and told to not call me until he could accept my boyfriends, because he always put down my boyfriends. Somewhere down the line, and when he never called me, I started missing him, and now seemed like a good time to call him, since I had some down time.
I could hear April sigh on the other end. "Sweetheart, you know he only cares about your well being."
"I know but can't he just say, I don't like him, instead of putting down every flaw?" I asked rhetorically.
"Listen, call back in a few hours, when he is home from the restaurant, and you guys can sort this out." She said trying to be peace maker.
"No. Just tell him I called and that I love him." I said sighing.
"But, I am sure he would love to hear from you." She once again reasoned.
"If he really wanted to talk to me, he would have called." I said getting a bit irritated. I heard April let out a big sigh and then say ok.
"I will tell him. Stay safe okay?" She asked.
"Yeah, don't I always?" I said with a laugh.
"Alright, I better get going." We said our goodbyes, then hung up. I picked the phone back up to call Charlie, when I saw the time. I had to meet Shane in the lobby at 12:00 and it was 11:30. I set the phone on the table deciding to call her later in the day and walked into the bathroom to apply my makeup.
By the time I made it into the elevator, it was 11:55. I was wearing jeans, a teal-greenish long sleeve shirt on top a black cotton cami, with lace showing past my long sleeve, which was on top of a blue cotton cami, with lace also showing past both of the other shirts. I also had on a pair of black, classic vans slip-ons, a thick, white scarf and put my hair up in a ponytail and brushed my bangs to the side, just barely out of my eyes.
When I stepped out of the elevator, I saw Shane right away. He waved me over and we talked about the details for the day and about a half hour later, we were done. He left to go, somewhere, I wasn't really sure. I leaned back in the chair I was sitting on in the lobby, letting myself relax a little. My few moments of peace were cut short when I heard someone calling my name. I turned around and saw the voice belonged to John Cena. I smiled and waved to him as I saw him walking over.
"What are you doing here all by yourself?" He asked and sat on a chair across from me.
"Just got finished talking with Shane and decided to chill out a little. What are you doing down here?" I asked making conversation.
"I was on my way to breakfast. Care to join me?" He asked with his tilted to the side and a smile on his face.
"I would love to." I said after thinking it over a little. I didn't know how long I was going to be here, so I might as well get to know some wrestlers along the way. And maybe some divas along the way, I thought with a laugh.
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