A/N: Im believing that this story sucks major so ama try and do something with it. Please do inform me if am wasting muh time. Outie bitches, x Abbey x.

Chapter 2 New friends

Faith got back to the hotel laden down with shopping bags. Daddy's treat since he had dumped her for a meeting. Faith balanced the bags on her arms, and attempted to search for her door key in her purse. She must have stood for ten minutes before a hand tapped her shoulder; she turned around to be greeted with blue eyes.

"You seem to be struggling here." His voice was kind and caring. "Lemme help." Without a word he took Faith's purse room her and took out her room key, he opened the door for her, took some shopping bags from her and walked into her room. He lay the bags on the sofa and turned back to Faith. "Here." He gave her, her purse and smiled.

"Erm, thank you." Faith wasn't used to kindness like his from strangers. She had grown up with her mother, a cold woman, wicked from Faith's father's departure to pursue his career.

"This is gunna sound weird but, I've seen your face before, I just can't put the face to a name." He ran a hand through dark brown hair.

"Faith. Faith Flair." Faith smiled.

"So you're the daughter that Ric has been worrying about." The man smiled.

"Worrying?" Faith asked unsure of his answer.

"Completely, he was worried you wouldn't like your room, you wouldn't get on with the divas, you would want to go home, you would hate the WWE, the list was endless." The man laughed, making Faith smile. "Then he had the meeting, he knew there would be trouble. John told me about ya lil phone argument with Rick." There was a moment of silence. "Well I best be off now. John and some of the boys are going out and I aint ready yet."

"Oh, ok." Faith said, now sorting through the piles of bags.

"Actually, do you wanna come with? You can meet some of the girls. They'll love you." The man offered.

"Erm, if ya sure." Faith replied, happy that she wouldn't be spending her night with a tub of Ben Jerry's and the room service guy.

"I'll come by and get you before we leave. Be ready for about 7pm." The dark haired man said, half way out the door.

"Wait!" He stopped and turned back. "I don't know your name." Faith blushed at how stupid that must have sounded.

"It's Randy. Randy Orton." He smiled a cocky grin.

Faith pulled herself together about an hour before Randy was supposed to collect her. She had been showered and was sat in front of the mirror doing her hair and make up. She decided to leave her hair down, it curling as soon as it had dried. She kept her make up simple, smoky eyes and clear lip gloss.

She decided on an out fit about ten minutes before Randy knocked at her door. She wore a pair of black jeans with a white tank top with Justa Rich Girl in black curly writing across her chest. Her arms were covered with black bangles and bracelets, a long gothic cross draped down her neck. She opened the door to Randy and a huge guy that must have been twice the size of Faith. Both of them in Armani suit with black shirts on underneath, opened at the top two buttons.

"Ready." Faith smiled, her heels clicking against the floor.

"Faith, this is Dave Bautista, Dave this Faith Flair, Ric's daughter." Randy introduced them to each other.

"No way, your Ric's lil girl." Dave gasped, "You can't be older than nineteen." He said looking at Randy.

"No I'm twenty- two." Faith explained as they walked down the corridor and into the elevator. "Who's going out tonight?" Faith asked nervously, she didn't want to step on anyone's toes. She hardly even wanted to be there, but she had promised her Dad that she would travel with him for a year once she had finished school. She had been putting it off for years now, but with her Mother committing suicide, faith had no other choice than to travel with her Dad.

"Everyone. Both rosters are together tonight so everyone in the WWE is out to play." Randy grinned, so many divas, so little time, and with the addition of Faith, things were undeniably spicing up for him.

"Oh." Faith could only manage.

"Don't worry, they don't bite. Well maybe Marty, well you wanna stay clear of him." Dave said linking his arm with her.

"Who's Marty?"

"Trust us; you'll know when you see him." Randy shuddered at the thought of all those worms.

The elevator doors pinged open and let the three out into the hotel lobby. A swarm of people stood around. A shriek came from in the midst of the crowd and a small brunette came running out.

"Dave!" She screamed jumping at the enormous man. She hugged the life out of him, and then dropped to her feet; she slapped him hard across the face. "Where the hell have you been?" She demanded.

"Melina, you know I've been with the girls." Dave explained, the brunette's eyes glazed over with anger, softened when she saw the look of panic on faith's face.

"Oh my god, I'm sooo sorry. I'm Melina Perez, are you the new diva?" She asked.

"Oh god no, I couldn't do what you girls do." Faith explained. "I'm just here to see my Dad, I 'm Faith Flair." Faith explained.

"Well, you don't wanna hang around with these two apes all night, come on I'll introduce you to the girls." Melina said taking Faith's hand and pulling her towards the group of giggling divas. "Girlies, girlies!" Melina giggled, "I have someone for ya'll to meet." She pulled Faith into the middle of the group of girls. They all watched on. "This is Faith Flair, Ric's daughter." Melina told them.

"Hi, I'm Amy Dumas." A red headed woman told her, her smile showed kindness.

"I'm Trish; this is Maria, Lillian, Stacey." A blonde woman told her.

"And I'm Ashley." A blonde punk told her, she balanced on a pair of crutches, a pink cast showing from the bottom of her jeans.

"Hi." Was all faith could muster right now; she wasn't good at meeting new people.

"I know you girls' aint leaving without me!" A girl yelled from the elevator.

"Well, we didn't think you were coming, said you were jet lagged." Amy shouted back laughing as a cheerful red head skipped over to them.

"Christy meet Faith Flair, Faith meet Christy Hemme. She works for TNA." Ashley explained.

"Hey! I like your top." Christy said smiling.

"Thanks."

"Lets go people!" A voice sounded over the crowd, "We have some partying to do!"

Christy linked with Faith, "Don't worry, you can stay with me." The short red head reassured her, as the throng of people moved out into the parking lot of the hotel where limo's packed into groups of ten before moving away for the next group.

A/N: Please review this, I really don't know if anyone likes this or not, so I don't know whether to take it off or carry on. Tell me please! Outie bitches, x Abbey x.