A/N: Writer's block. Meh. This is sort of a fill in chapter until I get my creative juices flowing. In the mean time... any suggestions?
Skylar was jumping on the bed next to me. She was unusually hyper this morning. She was completely dressed, decked out in a saggy, grey t-shirt, a pair of light blue shorts, and a pimp hat. I rolled over and put my head back on the pillow.
"Honey, did I wake you?" she asked, leaning down to whisper (yell) in my ear.
"Do you only shop at Urban Outfitters?" I asked, shooting her an angry look.
"Yes," she said, a blank stare on her face. I rolled my eyes and sat up. The red numbers from the clock glared back at me.
"Skylar, it's five in the morning!" I yelled.
"Shh!" she said, frowning at me. "Uncle Mark will know I'm in here. And... I kinda told him we'd broke up."
"Fabulous," I said. "Now explain."
She let out a disgruntled sigh. "I told you! He said that if he caught us together he was going to grab you by your nu-"
"Not that, Skylar. Why you woke me up at five in the morning."
"Oh. Well why didn't you just say so? We're going to San Antonio today!" she said happily, jumping back on the bed. Rebecca flashed to my mind. I was legally aloud to see the kids whenever I was in town. Thing is, I don't know if I wanted them to know about Skylar yet. Especially Rebecca. She had always been the jealous type and she probably wouldn't be happy about her kids spending time with a WWE Diva. Skye stopped when she saw I didn't look as excited as she did. "Do... do you not want me to see your house?"
"Huh? Oh yeah!" I said, putting on a fake smile. She smiled back and started jumping again, telling me about how we just HAD to visit the River Walk. The good thing about Skye: she'll believe just about anything. I could tell her it was snowing in Hawai'i and she'd go try to build a snowman.
"I still don't understand why you had to wake me at five," I said, rubbing my hands against my face, finally getting up to go pee. She followed me in the bathroom.
"Well, I didn't mean to," she started. "But when I get really excited, I tend to jump on beds. And that was the only bed in the room. 'Sides, sooner we leave, the sooner we get there?"
"The real reason," I said grinning. She smiled back at me, then got a weird confused look on her face. She stared at me a second longer, then leaned forward and licked me. It wasn't too bad, seeing as she had a small tongue, but all in all, she fucking licked me. On my face.
"Skylar, what the hell?" I asked, frowning.
"Sorry!" she said putting her hands up. "You just looked so tasty!" I stared at her for a few seconds. She couldn't be serious.
"I will never understand you," I said finally. I kicked her out of the bathroom while I continued to get ready, adding a few new lines to the collection on my arm. When I was ready, I went back into the room, finding Skylar rocking back and forth on the bed, practically a nervous wreck.
"Jeez! It took you long enough!" she scolded, jumping to her feet. "I bet Hunter is even ready!" We packed up and went down the hall, banging on Hunt's door. He came out groggily, glaring death at Skylar.
She continued to bounce up and down excitedly as Hunter and I packed the truck. "I finally get to see your house! I get to see your bedroom, and your living room, and your kitchen, and your bathroom, and your driveway, and your other bathroom-"
"And my roommate," I said, cutting her rant short.
"Who's your roommate?" she asked, rolling back and forth on the balls of her feet.
"Steve. Well, he's not really my roommate. He just needed a place to stay after him and Debra broke up. Once Rebecca left, he didn't see any need to leave."
"You mean Steve... as in Stone Cold Steve Austin?" Skye asked, standing completely still.
"Yeah," I said, tossing another one of her bags in the back.
"Honey, I've met him," she said quietly. I looked over at her and she had a slight frown on her face as she looked at me worriedly.
"You... you have?" I asked. She nodded.
"I was in the whole angle with him, my mom and my step-dad." I met her with a blank stare. "It... it went in for about 6 months. I used to follow you and the Kliq around the entire time." I still didn't answer. "You really don't remember."
"I remember!" Hunter said, a huge smile covering his face. "We used to get you wasted! And that one time, we got you to strip, and we were all scared when we found out you were only sixteen because Kev and Scott let Eric-"
"Okay, Hunter!" she said sternly. "I think we've heard enough for today."
"No, wait," I said. "They let Eric what?"
"Nothing," she said. "Stupid boy stuff. You know how Kliq is." And with that, we all climbed into the truck and headed toward San Antonio.