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Plus I got the 3 reviews I asked for, thank you. Abbey x

Chapter 4 Whore/Skank

"Faith, are you ready?" John hollered through her hotel room door, leaning back on the hallway wall, yawning.

"Yes nearly. Why?" She asked, applying lip gloss on the other side, and doing one last overall check of how she looked.

"The plane leaves in like, an hour. Come on." He laughed at the way she found catching this plane the least important thing in the world, where as, he found it high up on the list.

"Don't get your boxers in a twist!" She laughed. "I'm ready." The hotel door swung open and Faith stepped out, pulling a bright pink suitcase behind her, she pecked his lips quickly.

JOHN POV

Faith pulled away; I got a good look at her before she turned to walk down the corridor. She wore a pair of dark jeans and a white hoodie, her hair was in a messy bun under a black mesh cap, a pair of huge, white framed sunglasses covered her eyes. She looked gorgeous, she's the first girl in my life, bar Liz, that I could see at her worst, no make up, sweat pants and messy hair, and still find completely amazing and beautiful. I think I'm falling for her. She turned back to me and smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling.

END OF JOHN POV

"The driver is waiting downstairs." Faith's flip flops clipped on the floor down the hall way and towards the lobby.

"Morning!" Christy beamed on seeing Faith and John arrive in the airport waiting area. Faith waved back at the little collection of WWE superstars in the corner of the room.

"Hey Faith!" Amy yelled across the crowded from, waving her arms like a maniac and only resulting in drawing attention to herself from what looked like very angry, sleepless and sunburnt English people (Yeah we shouldn't be messed with). Melina, who seemed to be the only sensible of the group, walked over to Faith and John to help Faith with her carry on bag.

"Morning girl." She smiled. "Lets go shopping." She giggled, giving John, Faith's bag. John's face dropped along with all the other men's at the mention of the dreaded S-word.

All of the girls shopped in the airport shops while waiting for their plane, which had been delayed for half an hour. The boys traipsing behind them like little lost puppy dogs. "Johnny?" Faith called him over, he walked up to her, hugging her from behind and looking over her shoulder.

"Yeah baby." John rested his head on her shoulder, kissing her neck gently.

"John!" She hissed, slightly embarrassed. He continued to place soft kisses on her neck and down onto her collar bone. "Damn you Cena." Faith mumbled.

"Sorry. What were you showing me?" John smirked, knowing that he had pulled away just as she beginning to enjoy herself. She sent him a death like glare, he just laughed it off.

"Anyway." She coughed. "What do you think about this?" Faith asked him, pointing at a pair of tight black jeans. She turned them around, across the back, in what looked like red lipstick read, "Watch me walk away."

"I love them." He smiled as he watched her run off to buy them.

"Faith! Does he like them?" Amy caught up with her at the check out.

"Yeah he loves them." Faith beamed.

"Once again, by amazing taste in clothes, rules all." Amy laughed doing a small victory dance.

"You're crazy." Faith laughed.

"Yeah, and our plane has just been called. Let's go." Amy said, linking with Faith and marching through the crowds of people, returning to England. John and the others not far behind.

Faith sat next to John, in the aisle seat after arguing about who would sit in the window seat. She sat sulking, looking down at the air hostess going through the safety announcements. She looked completely bored. Her black hair was tied up into a pony tail; a pink stripe of hair came over her face. When she moved her arms you could see the tattoos around her wrists, like stitches. Faith couldn't help but giggle when she glared at a passenger talking loudly. She finished her safety things and walked towards the back of the plane.

"Whore." Faith smirked, John starring at her wondering if she had gone completely insane. The raven haired girl was not one to be messed with. She turned around slowly.

"Skank!" She hissed, smiling. She growled at the man sitting opposite Faith, he immediately moved, and she took his seat.

"Oh my god Nikki!" Faith laughed. "I thought you were supposed to have people skills for this job." Nikki buckled her belt, and awaited take off. "Aren't you supposed to be working anyway?"

"I'm filling in for some blonde bitch in the back. She's sleeping with the pilot." Nikki laughed pulling her uniform piny thing off over her head to reveal a black shirt that read, "Need help." in white letters. She pulled a small silver ring from her pocket and slipped it through the whole in her lip. A little skull and cross bone hanging from it.

"When did you start doing this?" Faith asked, John still amazed that this Nikki hadn't jumped on Faith for calling her a whore.

"Just a couple weeks ago, you know I've been travelling around Indy Feds, well I ran out of money, and the only way back home was to start working here. Do a couple of runs, all over the world and then get dropped of at home." She paused, smiling, and then demanding a drink from the trolley dolly passing by. "Girl, why is he looking at me?" Faith turned to look at John.

"Oh him, Johnny, this is Nikki, if you call her Nicole she might bite you. Stitch this John Cena." Faith smiled.

"Oh I know who he is, Bree is gunna go crazy." Nikki laughed, scanning the rest of the WWE superstars and divas. "Is -?"

"I haven't seen them yet." Faith cut her off, "They'll be in England though." Nikki smiled.

JOHN POV

From what I heard over the four hour conversation that the girls kept up, they had met on the internet; Nikki had lived in America, Faith in the UK. And over the years they had visited each other, with another girl, they called Bree. I learnt something new about Faith though, she could wrestle. Apparently Bree, Nikki and Faith didn't do the diva side of things, they wrestled the boys. Nikki had been with Faith when she got her first tattoo, the one of the dove on her wrist. Randy walked down the aisle and towards us; he stopped in between Nikki and faith.

"Oh he sooo did not just do that." Nikki said, eyebrows raised.

"Hey John, you and Faith coming out after the show to – OWW?" He turned around to face Nikki, who sat with an innocent yet devilish look on her face. "Was there any need?"

"Yes."

"What happened?" I whispered to Faith who was trying to control her laughter.

"Dead leg." Randy walked away, sulking.

END OF JOHN POV

"You know what really sucks?" Nikki sat back in her chair, resting her knees on the chair in front of her, much to the dismay of the person in that seat. Faith raised her eyebrows to show that she was listening. "They wont give me coffee on here anymore."

"No! Not even decaf?"

"Nope, they say I get to hyper." Nikki smiled. "Sleep sucks." Nikki declared, snuggling up under the blanket provided by the airline.

"Ditto." Faith smiled, as the lights turned down low so passengers could sleep.

A/N: Sucky chapter. I know, but it will get better. More Nikki-ness to come people! Review muh bitches, me wants 4 this time.