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Chapter 32 : Its all about Randy and Kendall
Once we were in Randy's car and he started the engine, 50 Cent was blaring through the speakers. Randy started rapping quietly with the CD and I let out a small laugh. I reached over and turned the stereo off. He looked at me oddly.
"Hey. I was listening to that." He said.
"I don't listen to rap. Unless, its at a club, for strictly dancing purposes." I said still laughing at him trying to rap.
"Well, that sucks for you because this is my car." He said stubbornly and turned the stereo back on and turned it up even louder, making the car vibrate. I looked at him for a second.
"Would you seriously rather listen to this crap than talk to me?" I asked loudly, to be heard over the sound with a pout. He turned his head from the road to look at me. He sighed and caved, turning off the rap music.
"What do you want to talk about?" He asked sounding kind of sad. I almost felt bad for making him turn the music off, but then I thought about it more and realized that we would probably be heading to a club later tonight so, it didn't really matter.
"Well, tell me a bit about yourself." I said turning my body to him, truly interested.
"You sure? Its kind of boring." He said with a sigh.
"Well, unless you don't want to talk about it. I understand." I said not wanting him to feel uncomfortable.
"It's just…why don't we save that for another night. Tonight is supposed to be fun." He replied. I rolled my eyes.
"You also said that we were supposed to get to know each other. You know stuff about me but I know practically nothing about you." I said reasonably.
"Maybe some other time. Okay?" He asked. I tilted my head to the side, confused why he didn't want to tell me about himself.
"Whatever." I said still looking at him. He looked over at me and saw me staring at him. He turned his focus back on the road for a few seconds before looking back at me.
"What? Is something on my face?" He asked touching his cheek. I smiled and shook my head.
"No. I'm just trying to figure you out." I said still studying him.
"Well, that's half the fun Miss Hunter." He said playfully. "Because my father and myself are famous, I have to be much more cautious about telling about myself. I don't want people to get to know me for my money or who my father is. That is why I don't want to tell you about myself. If you can hang around me for a while, maybe, I'll share my life story. But for now, even though you work for Shane, I can't be too cautious." He finished with a smile shot my way. I smiled back.
"Smart." I stated as we pulled into an Italian restaurant.
Randy got out of the car and ran around to my side of the car, where I had already had the door open and was about to step out.
"Aww. You didn't wait for me." He said and grabbed my hand helping me out of the SUV.
"Sorry. Maybe next time." I said as we were walking into the restaurant, oblivious to the fact that we were still holding hands. Once in the waiting area, Randy approached the hostess and told him that the reservation was here. She nodded and said that the table was all set. Randy walked back to me and grabbed my hand again, walking with me to the table that the hostess was showing us to. Randy pulled my chair out for me, I thanked him as he was walking to his own chair. Once we were both seated and had our menu's, I looked at Randy with a smile. He looked up and tilted his head to the side.
"What?" He asked for the second time tonight.
"Since when have you been such a gentleman?" I asked jokingly.
"I will have you know, I have always been a gentleman. You just never gave me the chance to show you my skills." He replied back and I giggled.
"Fair enough." I said as the waitress came and took our drink orders. After she left, we looked at our menu's in silence. Lucky me, this restaurant was fully authentic Italian, which meant that everything on the menu was in Italian.
"I don't know what any of this means." I said defeated. Randy laughed before scooting his chair next to mine, I'm talking, like wood to wood. He pointed to the first thing on the menu and read it in perfect Italian. I looked at his profile in wonder. Who would have thought? Cocky, arrogant, smug Randy Orton spoke Italian. He read about five more things, but I was no longer listening to him, I was still staring at his profile thinking about how great he is. First wanting to open the car door for me, then pulling my chair out for me, and now…now reading the menu for me. I smiled slightly thinking about how wrong I was about him.
"Kendall. Kendall." Randy said looking at me oddly. I snapped out of my trance and turned my head to look at the menu to hide the blush rising on my cheeks.
"Well, that was beautiful. But, it still doesn't help me figure out what it is." I pointed out.
"Just let me pick something out for you. Trust me. It will be great." He promised. I stared at him again, the thoughts from earlier coming back to me.
"Sure." I said. He turned his head to look back at the menu, deciding what to get, while I found myself, once again, looking at his profile. All these thoughts running through my head were really confusing me, yet, I was excited about them. They made me somehow think that I was already over Chris.
I was again caught staring, when Randy took his eyes off the menu and pinned then on my own eyes. We stared at each other for a while before we both started leaning closer, and closer, and closer, until our lips were mere centimeters apart. Right as they were about to make contact, a loud burst of laughter from the table next to ours broke our trance. We both moved back, diverting our attention on something else. The waitress came seconds later, taking our order. Randy ordered for us both in the perfect Italian he had used earlier while reading it off the menu.
We started talking normally, how it was before our near kiss. When there was bit of a silence, I thought that this would be a good time to excuse myself.
"Excuse me. I need to use the little ladies room." I said happily. He nodded his head and moved his chair a little to allow me more room to get out. I walked to the bathroom, and was out within five minutes with my makeup all touched up.
On the walk back, I looked at the other tables, admiring the couples. One couple, however, stood out from the rest. It was Chris Masters and Maria. Her laughter could be heard a mile away, I was kind of surprised I hadn't heard it at our table. That's when I realized that I blocked out everything in my past, Chris and Maria included, when I was with Randy at the table. I stood there for a few minutes, just looking at them. Then Maria saw me and sneered at me. Why? I don't know. I thought we got along pretty good, but whatever. I rolled my eyes at a typical reaction from a bimbo like her, the kind that weren't really stupid, just acted like it. I walked back to Randy before Chris could see me. Tonight was all about Randy and Kendall, I thought, changing my mind from earlier. Maybe Randy would be a good prospect of a boyfriend. So far, he had proved himself to be funny, smart and a gentleman.
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