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Chapter Three: Snowy Night

"It was so amazing how you talked Orton down out there!" Trish exclaimed. She and Riz were sitting in the Women's Locker Room alone. They were the only ones left after the house show. Trish was also hitching a ride with John back to the hotel so she decided to wait after Riz had finished cleaning up. So far, Riz had taken a nice shower and was dressing up in a pair of Jam khaki cargo pants, a white long-sleeved fit U2 turtleneck sweater, and white Skechers rubber shoes.

"I guess I just went into survival mode… I mean, that was not in the script so I thought and said the first things that came to my mind… But I think I must've hurt him by the way he talked to me earlier… I think I should apologize…" Riz said as she was tying her shoelaces. She put her foot down from the bench that she had put it up on and straightened her pants. "I mean… It did look like I hurt him… You think I should go to him and apologize?"

"Girl, I think Randy should know that it was just on screen… Plus, it was fitting into your cocky persona so it was actually a great start! He isn't that sensitive… Trust me, if he were, I'd think that what you said out there, about him being gay, were facts and not fiction if you get what I mean…" Trish joked as the two women laughed in sync. "You don't have to worry about anything, Riz… If anyone should be apologizing, I think it should be him… I mean, he interrupted your segment with John! Then, he talked trash about you… Then, he fought with you backstage… I think those are reasons enough…"

"I know, Trish… But I just can't help but feel guilty… I mean, calling the man gay? Don't you think I pushed it a little too far? He is known to be a playboy 'round here…" Riz explained as she grabbed her fluffy white hoodie from its place on a hanger in her locker. "I think it was quite a stab to who he was portraying… I don't know, Trish, maybe I'm just being too worried…"

"Look, Riz, I know Randy will understand! He's a great guy once you get to know him… Plus, he's a real sweetheart… He's miles different from his persona…" Trish exaggerated. "By the way, how did you know that he was known as a playboy around here? Ooh, looks like someone did a little homework…"

"I watch wrestling, too, Trish… You should shove that in your pretty little head… So, I've seen him a couple of times… I've also seen you, John, Stace, Amy, Paul… I mean, just a couple of hours ago, I was still dreaming of being in that ring with one of you guys and now, look! I am inside the Women's Locker Room with you!" Riz said, obviously still not over the fanaticism. "From a teenage dream, I've made it come true…"

"…And all of us here in the WWE know that you can make it farther into the business…" Trish continued as she put an encouraging hand on Riz's shoulder. "Judging by your performance out there on your debut as Cena's valet, I could say that you have something that can help the company… And by the way you acted and talked out there, even before Orton interrupted, girl, you deserve to be here!"

"Thanks, Trisha…" Riz said with a grateful smile. She was glad she was being accepted here. People here in the WWE were nice. The cameramen were friendly and encouraging. The superstars were super fun to be with. Vince and Steph were the most darling people you could ever meet. Paul, HHH, he didn't know her that much, but when he saw her, he started to act overprotective of her. He would look at John and say 'Take care of this girl. If anything happens, I'm blaming you.' And John, he was the sweetest ol' thug you could ever meet. Crazy, too.

She noticed everyone in the WWE had made a very good impression on her. All except one. Randall Keith Orton. Randy wasn't in the mood to make a good impression on her. But nonetheless, she thought maybe she was the one who caused that mood. Maybe once they get to know each other, they would be good friends.

Her line of thoughts was accidentally broken when she heard the door open and a familiar voice say, "Hey, girls, let's go… Car's waiting outside…" Yep. John was there. Him and his goofy crooked smile with those adorable dimples and his child-like baby blue eyes. They were pretty similar to his mind. Blue eyes and mind. Both were child-like. Whom could you blame? He was a kid at heart.

Riz slipped the hoodie onto her body and took one final look at herself in the mirror. Her blow-dried hair was up in a ponytail with her bangs left to fall onto her face, free of any make-up. She grabbed her body bag and slung it around her torso before walking out of the locker room arms linked with Trish. They were walking down the hallways and to the exit when someone bumped into Riz. She had fallen backwards on her butt and boy, did it hurt.

"Serves you right for getting in my way…" she heard an oh-so-familiar voice say. She looked up and stared directly into the icy blue eyes of none other than Randy Orton. "You know, rookie, I think you should learn some respect here… In this business, we don't tolerate sex-confused wannabes… So, it's either you fight or step aside… You're getting in my way…"

Riz stood up as she dusted off her hoodie and her favorite pair of cargos. She looked up to Randy again and met his eyes with hers. "Look here, Randy… You told me either to fight or step aside… So, little mental note for that cocky head of yours, I'm not going anywhere! What does that mean?" she said before cupping her chin with her hand sarcastically and pretended to think. "Oh! Oh! I know! I know!" she said as she raised up her hand sarcastically, too. "It means that, Orton, you haven't seen the end of the line… This tiger has just begun the hunt… And you're number one on my list…" she said as she narrowed her eyes at him.

He narrowed his eyes back at her and they indulged themselves in a little 'staring with narrowed eyes contest'. But before anything else could happen, John finally decided on breaking up the two. First smart thing he's done all day. "Come on, you guys… Randy, back off, she's new 'round here… Riz, don't get yourself into trouble on your first day…" John said as he stepped between the two.

"Yeah, Riz… You better not cause any smartass trouble on your very first day on the job… Because if you do, it could be your first and last time in the WWE, boy…" Randy joked. He laughed to himself. He found it amusing how he could pick on these rookies. But nuh-uh, this was the wrong rookie to mess with. Apparently, this one knew how to fight back. And when she did, it wasn't nice.

"Boy? Randy, to think that I was the one thinking of apologizing to you for what I did out there onscreen! Well, I feel like being so nice today so I'll let you slip… I'm sorry, Randy!" she said sarcastically with that annoying quirk of her eyebrow. "I'm sorry I made you look like a damn fool out there because I called you gay… But sheesh, Orton, you should learn how to define business from personal! I didn't say those 'cause those were what I thought of you… I said them because it was the only way I could fight… So, if y'all don't mind, I'm leaving since I've done my damn part in this ass's day…"

Riz, not needing to be scolded further by John or annoyed more by Randy, walked away. Or perhaps the proper term would be: stomped away. She was fuming from the ears as Trish sprinted beside her. "Whoa… Calm down, Rizza babe… I know Orton isn't just feeling himself today… You should really cool down…" Trish said as she grabbed hold of Riz's forearm.

Riz sighed and closed her eyes. "I hope you're right, Trish… He does look like a nice guy… But I still don't like him…" she said with a slight smile. But to some extent, there was some truth in that. It wasn't that she hated him. For Riz, it didn't take one day for her to hate someone. It usually took quite some time since she was such a nice person. She just didn't like him. Plain and simple.

"C'mon, gals… It's time for us to leave…" John said as he walked up to the two. "Are you aiiite, Riz? Did he hurt you with anything he said? I'm really sorry… He's not really like this…" he tried to explain as they headed to the double doors to the parking lot. John knew his best friend more than anybody else in the world. They'd been together for the past two years starting from OVW until now. Both have been entered in the WWE for a year or so. They had split paths that time. Randy had gone with the rich group whilst John, well, he started as a B-class wrestler but it was all good.

"It's no problem, John… He is on my watch list but I'm not taking anything against him… For you two to be best friends, he should have a soft side… Maybe it was just a bad day for him today…" Riz said in a relaxed tone. "Well, there's always tomorrow… So, why rush getting to know him today when he obviously ain't up to it?"

"Glad you see it that way, Riz… Really glad…" John said as Trish smiled at him in approval. This girl standing with them was a very smart girl. She knew how to react in times of crises. Though, of course, the sarcasm would need a little itty-bitty bit of tweaking. But nonetheless, she knew lots of things other people would have taken for granted. She was alert and on her toes. She thought and decided quickly, too. Not bad.

John opened the double doors for the girls and let them step out, Riz first before Trish. The moment Riz caught glimpse of the white wonder sitting there outside, she squealed like a little girl left in the candy shop with a hundred dollar bill. Trish and John looked at her skeptically. She noticed their eyes and looked at them knowing that they needed an explanation. "Well, back in the Philippines, all we have is a tropical climate… We never have snow…So, ever since I was a little girl; I've always wanted to experience snow… But never got the chance 'cause we only flew out during the summer…"

"So, now's my first time to really see snow… Well, this morning I was too much of in a rush to notice… Now, I really see it and feel its cold and all that… And I'm just happy… 'Cause it's like two of my dreams are coming true all in one day…" Riz said, her child-like innocence coming out up the feeling of snow against her bare hands. Yeah, she might be crazy for touching snow with her bare hands but to her, it felt like heaven.

Trish smiled at the 22-year old child standing in front of her playing with the snow. Riz looked every bit like Trish back when she was just a mere child living in Toronto. Riz's innocence was catching on to charming the two others real quick. They could sense that there was something really bothering her. But only God knows what.

"It's getting real late, girls… We better head back to the hotel before anything happens…" John said, his fatherly side coming out. It wasn't that he was trying to act like one to them, but he just had this worry and concern that would compare to that of a father's. "My amazing Fortuner is over here…" he said as he pointed to a black Fortuner standing in the snow.

They all boarded the vehicle with John and Trish upfront and Riz sitting at the back. She was still marveling at the snow outside. Yes, she was acting like a five-year old who saw snow for the very first time but she couldn't help it. Watching the powdery substance fall from the sky was amazing. They looked just like they did in her snow globes back home.

The three reached the Marriott hotel and John gave his car to the valet for parking. They all walked into the hotel and were bombarded by reporters and cameramen who wanted the latest update. Apparently, Riz's debut was a hit, especially with her feuding with Randy and acting as John's girlfriend. They posed to take some pictures and signed a couple of articles for some fans. As Riz was signing something for a 5-year old girl, she felt happy. Look where she was! She was famous. If after her first day, the situation was already like this, what more of the future?

After the entire ruckus had calmed down and the security was able to pry the reporters off the three superstars, they went up to their hotel rooms. Trish was staying on the third floor whilst John and Riz were coincidentally on the fifth floor. His room was four doors down from hers. So, after they had all gone up, John made sure Riz was in her room safely before departing to his own.

Riz entered her room and placed her body bag on her bed before falling down on it backwards. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes as she felt a smile coming to her face. "YES!" she screamed out loud as she gripped onto the sheets of the bed in happiness. She had taken that leap to make her dream come true. All that hard work and perseverance in wrestling school had most definitely paid off if she made it here.

Before she could take another breath, her Razr rang to the tune of Accidentally In Love by Counting Crows from the Shrek movie. 'So she said what's the problem, baby… What's the problem? I don't know, well, maybe I'm in love, love… Think about it every time I think about it, can't stop thinking 'bout it…' the voice echoed to the upbeat tune.

Riz, knowing who the caller was by the ring tone, flipped her phone open and said, "Your official WWE Diva, valet of John Cena and the most adorable person alive has just answered the phone… If you want to speak with John Cena, press 1… If you want to see my adorable-ness, press 2… If you want to know about how I got this amazing job and how it feels, press 3!" in a faux operator voice. "If you want to roll over and die, press 4…" she added monotonously.

The person on the other line laughed out hysterically. "You are crazy, aren't you?" the person said, still not able to control your laughter. "Beep. Sorry, code is not recognizable by computer. Please try again. If you want to speak with John Cena, press 1… If you want to see my adorable-ness, pre-" Riz joked again in that hilarious operator voice.

"Alright! Alright! Presses number three…" the person said, saying her actions instead of actually doing it. "So, how was the interview? Was Mr. McMahon creepy? And how was it backstage? Was the ring big? Were there many people? How about the superstars? Were they nice? Was Shawn Michaels absolutely hot in person? How about Triple H? OMG, Riz! Tellmetellmetellme!"

"Whoa! Hold on there, mingo…" Riz said to her sister. "You sure do have a lot of questions for a person who never took interest in wrestling… And to answer your questions about Shawn Michaels and Triple H… Ewww, woman! Don't talk like that! You sound like a love-sick teenager!"

"Well, who can blame me? I'm just excited for my little sis… Say, you didn't tell me that you were John Cena's valet! OMG, Koko is so going to flip over this! A—oh shit he heard me… Gimme one minute to get him out of my room…" Celine a.k.a. Lin, said on the phone before pulling it away from her ear.

Riz could hear her little brother screaming, 'She's John Cena's valet? Gimme that phone, ate! I wanna talk to my beautiful, adorable, pretty, kind, sweet and loving sister who is John Cena's valet!' Yep. He got the news all right. Afterwards, she heard her sister scream, 'Koko! Get out of my room! I am trying to talk to Riz!' 'But-but…' 'OUT!' Riz laughed at her siblings fighting.

"Hello? Yeah… Sorry about that… Koko was too fanaticized about you being John Cena's valet… Anyways… Where were we? Oh yeah… We were at that part where you were supposed to answer all the questions I asked you…" Lin said on the phone. "So, go ahead… I'm waiting for you to answer…"

After Riz had calmed down from laughing, she started relating her story to her sister. From the time when she was shocked by Frankie McArthur's revelation, to the extremely disturbing flight, to meeting John in the hallways when she was lost, to the interview with the McMahons at Chez Pierre, to signing the contract, to being told that she would be John's valet, to practicing with him and him giving her his dog tags, to meeting Trish and the other divas, to going out to the ring, to having a blast, to seeing Randy Orton for the very first damn time, to battling with him backstage, to seeing snow and then to coming back to the hotel.

"Wow… Randy Orton was that annoying?" Lin asked as the only thing that was lingering in her head. Onscreen, sure he looked hot and absolutely amazing, but hearing those very words from her little sister was somewhat shocking. Especially on her RAW debut and her first day in the WWE as a valet. "But hey, you called the man gay!"

"…And he called me a boy… So, fair is fair… But that's onscreen… Backstage, maybe he was just in a bad mood today… Maybe in the future, he and I will probably be good friends… He looks like a very nice guy…" Riz explained, her mind drifting back to the time Randy had interrupted her segment with John.

"Ooh, does my little sister have a crush on Randy Orton after her first day?" Lin asked in that annoying singsong voice that would drive anyone crazy. "HEEEEEELL NOOOOO!" came Riz's immediate answer to her sister's teasing. It wasn't that Randy wasn't attractive, but he just didn't make a good impression on her.

"Don't deny it, Riz… I mean, the man's good-looking and you sure do want to get to know him…" Lin defended her side of the case. "It's not that no other girl in the world would crush over him…" she said. Riz took a deep breath before saying, "Look, mingo, you know that I can't… Plus, I just want to get to know him because we're gonna be working on the same playing field, so why not get along, right?"

"Whatever you say, noodle… Whatever you say…" Lin said with a slight twinge of knowing in her voice. Riz was about to reply when the doorbell in her room rang. "Gimme a sec, mingo… Someone's at the door…" Riz said before standing up and walking to the door. She peeped through the peep hole and saw that John was outside.

She opened the door and said, "Hi! Gimme one sec…" She turned to her phone and said, "Hey mingo, can you get Koko on the phone for me? I've got something to tell him…" "Hell no! I'm not letting that brat use my phone!" Lin said with a hint of playfulness in her voice. She valued her cell phone. What girl wouldn't?

Riz signaled for John to come in and for him to take a seat on the couch as she closed the door. "Please, mingo? I've got some really important things that he needs to know… Please…" Riz said as she sat down on the couch beside John. "Alright, alright… Koko! Front and center!" Lin screamed.

John smiled at Riz and raised a questioning eyebrow. She smiled back and acknowledged his look with a twitch of the eyebrows. She let out a soft chuckle as her brother came onto the line. "Hey, ate Riz… What's up? You better make it quick 'cause you're not the one who has to live with ate Lin…" Koko said as Lin echoed, 'I heard that, weirdo!'

Riz laughed a little before putting her phone on loudspeaker and signaling John to listen in. "Hey, lil bro… Didn't you ask me for John Cena's autograph 'cause he's your most favorite wrestler of all time?" she asked her brother as John let out a little smirk upon realizing her little plot.

"Yeah! …And you owe me that autograph! Just remember, I got you your crush's basketball practice schedule before so you could stalk him and whatever so you owe me big time!" Rico said on the phone as John silently laughed at the fact. Riz blushed a little before saying, "Yeah, yeah… You don't have to remind me about that… But anyways, I've got a surprise for you…"

"What is it, my kind beautiful loving patient adorable perfect pretty smart intelligent witty amazing considerate compassionate artistic sister who works in the WWE as John Cena's valet?" Rico asked, anticipating whatever she had for him. Wow. Such a John Cena fan he was now, wasn't he?

"Hey, lil' man… What's good?" John said on the phone as Riz bit her lip to stop herself from laughing out loud. There was a silence on the phone. "Sis, are you playing with me with that John Cena push-to-talk doll again?" Rico asked, referring to a previous prank that Riz had played on him and his fanaticism.

"Yo, man… You've got a push-to-talk doll of me? I'm touched, man… But this ain't Riz you're talkin' to… This is John Cena… The man that your kind beautiful loving patient adorable perfect pretty smart intelligent witty amazing considerate compassionate artistic sister manages in the WWE…" John said as Riz struggled to contain her laughter.

"Very funny, Ann Laurice… Very funny… I'm not falling for that anymore…" Rico said, still in denial about this whole thing. "Last time you fooled with me, I couldn't eat breakfast for three days 'cause I kept dreaming that John Cena really called me on my phone and said hi… I'm not that stupid…"

"Hey! Watch it with the whole name, Rico Carlo…" Riz shot back. She wasn't quite fond of people calling her by her full name. It wasn't that she didn't like her name. It was just annoying. "Anyway… If you don't believe then fine… But you're throwin' away this chance, Ko… I've got to go… Tell Lin I'll call her tomorrow, aite? Tell mum and dad I love 'em… Love yah, Koko… Bye…" Riz said as she put down the phone after all the goodbyes.

"So, what brings you here to my room besides to help me prank my little brother?" Riz asked John as she stuffed her phone into her pocket and looked at him. "Not that I'm arguing or anything but didn't we just see each other last like ten or fifteen minutes ago?" she asked, in a state of wonder.

"I was just wondering… If you're not too tired… And since it's your first time to see snow… I thought maybe we could go to Central Park and you know… Take a walk… And enjoy the snow…" John said, unsure of what to say to her. All he knew was he was going to make her first day in the WWE as fun as ever.

"I'd love to!" Riz said, excited that he had invited her to walk out in the snow. "Great!" he said. "Let's go!" Riz grabbed his hand as they both ran out of her room and down to the lobby. They used the stairs, mind you. He was chasing her all the way down the stairs and out of the lobby to the park. He caught her around the waist as they went rolling onto the newly fallen layer of snow on the grass. They lay there side by side as they laughed at their own crazy antics.

They played in the snow; throwing balls of the white powder at each other. Riz would jump on John's back and he would run around with her piggyback on his back as she screamed, "John! Put me down!" And he would throw her down on the snow. They had fun. Bottom line, they had lots of fun even if it was already a quarter past one in the morning.

John took Riz's petite hand in his as he carried her onto his shoulders into a fireman's carry. They were both laughing as he pretended to be giving her his finisher, the FU. He did commentary as he carried her around on his shoulders, "Here comes the hottest WWE Champion, John Cena, about to deliver his amazing FU to the WWE Women's Champion, Riz… And he carries her around the ring while she laughs and hits his head which is beginning to hurt!" Then he brought her down to the snow slowly so she wouldn't hurt herself. She knew how to soften her land anyways since she'd been a victim of the FU before when they trained during their free time.

After their fun in the snow time, they walked around and made footprints everywhere. Riz had her hands stuffed in the pockets of her hoodie as she shivered a little. She wasn't so used to the cold since she didn't experience it so often. John saw this and took off his jacket so she could keep herself warm. He was used to the snow already since he used to live in Boston. She smiled and thanked him before putting the big black jacket around her body. But her body was a little sensitive to cold right now so she still shivered. He, sensing this, wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer to him to keep her warm. He hugged her as she buried her face in his chest to keep her nose warm.

"I'm feeling like a kid again…" she stated in a muffled voice. "My nose feels frozen…" she continued. John laughed at the two comments and tilted her head so that she was looking at him. He kissed her nose and asked, "How about now? Does it still feel frozen?" with a smile.

"If you think slobbering your drool on my nose will make it feel warmer, you're wrong…" she said jokingly as she pouted. He burst out in hysterical laughter. He liked her. She was playful and sweet. She was like a little sister already to him. Over the past few hours, they have gotten closer. It was like she was the female counterpart of himself, with a little more childishness. "Well, c'mon then, I'll hug you tighter so that you won't feel cold…" he said as he pulled her closer.

This wasn't what it looked like, okay? They weren't a pair of lovesick lovers who were having a good time on the night of the day they first met. Hell, it wasn't anything like that. Riz found a friend in John and she was happy with that and vice versa. Sure, they had a sort of love angle going on in the WWE but that was onscreen. Off screen, such as this, they were like brother and sister who met each other for the first time. There was this 'connection'; the feeling that they've known each other for a long time.

"So, how'd you find your first day in the WWE?" he asked her as they began their walk back to the hotel. He rubbed her arms caringly so that she wouldn't freeze on him. "It was so fun, John! I mean… Meeting you… Meeting Trish and the others… Being your valet… Going out there in the ring for the first time ever and having lots of fun… It was all going so well, like as if it were a dream I'd just dreamt overnight… But then… then I met HIM…" Riz said with a twinge of bitterness.

"Randy doesn't mean any harm, Riz… I mean, I'm sure he can be a jackass sometimes but that doesn't mean he should be a thorn on your side… Like what you said earlier, maybe he's just had a bad day today…" John tried to explain to her. Randy was his best friend anyways. When it came to girls, it was either Randy was the king of chivalry or the king of being a jackass.

"It's not that he's a thorn on my side, John… It's just that my day was going so well… And the thing about him interrupting our segment, I could let that slide 'cause it is just the persona he's portraying… I understand that… But backstage, when he was acting all cocky and arrogant about this, he kind of ruined it for me… I mean, it's not like I wasn't offended by his crude comment on me on my debut on National TV… So, maybe he pushed my persona, but he shot down the person…" she said, pulling away from him and walking on her own.

"Rizzie… He ain't that bad… So, maybe you guys got off on the wrong foot… Give him a chance… With a pretty girl like you, I'm sure he'd be so stupid to be a big meanie to you…" he said in a kiddie voice. "After all… Randy may be a playboy but he ain't that stupid to let one thing cross him so easily…"

She laughed a little at his effort to cheer her up. "I'm willing to give him a chance, John… If he's willing to give me one, too… I'm gonna keep my patience with him… but I must warn y'all… He doesn't know the term respect… And the quote 'What you don't know, won't hurt you' is a lie in his case… 'Cause I've got a gut feeling that he won't have a very happy ending if he don't start respecting people around him…"

"Just give him a chance… That's all he needs… And I'm sure he's going to be there to give you a chance, too… He's a nice person, Riz, I promise you… I've known him for a long time now and I know he's a great person… You just need to give him that chance…" he said as they neared the hotel lobby.

She nodded at him. "I will give him that chance… I promise…" she said. He hugged her tight as the snow fell on both of them. He whispered a soft thank you into her ear before they pulled away and smiled at each other. They both walked into the hotel and went up to their respective rooms. As usual, he dropped her off at her room and she returned his jacket.

So, maybe the whole thing with Randy wasn't such fun. But hey, Riz was still willing to give him a second chance.

Hey, people. I wasn't supposed to update yet, but thanks to someone's incessant begging, I decided to post the next chapter. We are so close to reverting back to the present so if y'all would kindly bear with me. To those who said the descriptions were no longer essential to the story, I'm sorry if it's rather… different… but I like detail in some sort of OC-ish way.

But anywhosidoodles, thanks for the reviews everyone! I hope there are more for this chapter… Yeah. I hope. I hope.

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