Hey anyone ready for chapter 3? Well I sure hope so. =] Omgee on Monday, September 7th I'm going to the Allstate Arena in Chicago to see a WWE event…fun. Well enough of my life here is the story.

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After she had finally got settled in her office and calmed down, and calmed down a bit she decided to take a look around the place, and maybe even catch a glimpse of the show. Skyelaar walked out of her new office, closing the door behind her. The hallway that was once empty was now packed with what Skyelaar assumed were wrestlers, because she knew for a fact that everyone in the city of Chicago wasn't big and muscular, and ran around in little Speedos. Trying to push past this sea of overly muscular men was going to be quite interesting. Skyelaar managed to push past the swarm of people just enough to where she found an opening, the light as she liked to think of it as, not really sure where her final destination was. But she had found that being in her big office by herself was getting boring, fast. Skyelaar walked into the cafeteria, and saw table's packed with more WWE superstars. "This was ridiculous!" Skyelaar thought to herself. She had never seen so many of them in the same room at the same time. She made her way over to the candy machine, sliding in her dollar and deciding on getting a bag of skittles. Never once did she notice the pair of mysterious brown eyes that followed her every step of the way. Flicking his lip ring with his tongue, he kept his eyes glued to her.

Skyelaar was just minding her own business, walking around, not even really sure what she was doing. "I feel lost as hell." Skyelaar thought out loud. She hoped that she would feel more a part of the WWE as the weeks went on.

He stepped out of his "hiding place", deciding that he should make his first impression on her, while the opportunity presented itself. He waited until she had turned around and started walking back to the locker rooms before he approached her.

Skyelaar had an overwhelming feeling that something was off. She turned around, and almost jumped out of her skin when she saw someone that wasn't there before, leaning against the wall, his lip ring shining in the dim lighting of the cafeteria.

Skyelaar just stared at him for a minute before speaking. "Oh hello." She wasn't really sure what she was supposed to say, because this guy had appeared as if from no where. She knew he was a wrestler, because of his toned body and countless colorful tattoos that covered both of his arms.

He wished he would have thought of what he was going to say before hand, but now he would just have to improvise and hope for the best.

"Hi."

Skyelaar could tell he wasn't much of a talker and he seemed nervous. She could tell because of the way he kept playing with his lip ring, and staring at her then right back at the ground. Skyelaar figured he must have been a newer wrestler, because she had never seen him before. All the wrestlers that Skyelaar knew, with the exception of Randy, were from back in the day when she use to travel on the road with David. And she couldn't even remember the last time she had watched wrestling on TV. She would usually skip over all of the other matches and just go straight to watching David's match, which would explain her complete lack of knowledge on most of the current young talent.

"Are you new here?" He asked looking up at her, his lip ring catching her attention.

Skyelaar smiled up at him. She was glad to see he was the one to say something, because she didn't know what to say to him. "Yea kind of. I just got hired as the new writer for the RAW brand."

He was pleasantly surprised. He always hated all of writers that Vince would usually hire, the were all bimbos that didn't know a thing about writing, but could tell you everything you ever wanted to know about giving a great blow job. But knowing Vince he could understand why he would hire these women. They were all usually very good looking. But it was always a case of great staircase, but nothing when you got to the top. "That's great news."

Skyelaar was glad to see that everyone so far had seemed to be taking well to her being the new writer. "Thanks."

Before the conversation could be taken into any greater detail, Randy walked up behind Skyelaar, wrapping his arm around her waist.

Skyelaar had no idea what his major malfunction was, but she wasn't to fond of him interrupting her harmless conversation. It wasn't, as far as she was concerned any of his business who she was talking to, but Randy seemed to think otherwise.

The man that Skyelaar had been talking to noticed Randy, his fellow co-worker wrap his arm around her waist, which made him feel even more awkward than he already had. He assumed Randy had already placed dibs on her, which wasn't surprising in the least bit.

Randy spoke up. "What are you doing Brooks?" Randy knew this guy quite well, but he never really got into any real conversation with him, but he had herd enough stories about him to know that Skyelaar was better off not talking to him. His name was Phil Brooks, or as everyone in the wrestling world knew him as CM Punk. He was a native of Chicago, and normally a nice guy, but Randy wasn't taking any chances, knowing Vince would have his head on a silver platter if anything were to happen to Skyelaar. And he wouldn't deny the fact that he would be to thrilled either.

Phil's eyes closed and he looked down at the floor. "I'm not doing anything Orton, just getting to know our new member of the RAW team."

"Mhmm." Randy was done standing here listening to him talk, and began to pull Skyelaar by the arm towards the Legacy locker room.

Skyelaar was kind of becoming pissed. Who did Randy think he was leading her away like she was his bitch. She didn't like that one bit. Skyelaar pulled her arm out of Randy's grip and walked over to Phil and hugged him around the neck, feeling Randy's blue-grey eyes burning a hole through her. "Nice to meet you Phil." Skyelaar smiled at him and stomped off on her own towards the Legacy locker room.

Randy's jaw was on the floor, not believing the attitude that this woman had towards him. He was just trying to help after all. He saw the smile on Phil's face, and found it to be his duty to slap if off.

Phil's head whipped to the side and a sharp pain shot through his cheek.

"I suggest staying away from her, Punk." Randy stated in a cold tone of voice before heading to the locker room.

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Randy arrived back in the locker room and saw Skyelaar sitting on the couch talking to Ted and Cody, obviously ignoring his presence. Randy gave Ted and Cody the go ahead to get out of the room so he could explain his actions to Skyelaar. The last thing he wanted was for her to be angry with him.

"Skye?"

She was having no part in this. He had acted like a complete ass and now he was kissing hers? No it wasn't even worth her time.

"Randy listen you can say sorry all you want, but I don't know who died and made you my keeper."

Randy didn't know what to say to that. She was right he wasn't her keeper, but he did feel and overwhelming need to make sure she stayed safe. "Skyelaar I'm really sorry I've just herd things about Phil that don't sit well with me. I'm just trying to keep you safe." Randy was telling her the whole truth, but he could see it in her eyes that she was sure she could watch out for herself.

Skyelaar felt butterflies erupt in her stomach. Randy was a great guy, who just needed to tone it down a bit. But he still also needed to realize that she was a smart girl, and she would never put herself in danger. She got up off of the couch and stood in front of Randy, making him look at her. "Randy thank you for looking out for me, but you have to believe that I would not do something that I didn't think was safe. I am not one to put myself in danger."

He could see the truth in her words and he believed her, but he would still be watching her back whether she liked it or not. "I know Skye I'm sorry, I just…I'm sorry." Randy smiled at her and hugged her tightly. "You better be careful Skye."

Skyelaar's cheeks grew hot, as she wrapped her arms around his waist. "I will Randy I promise. And thanks for understanding." Skyelaar pulled away and smiled at him before walking out the door, on her way to tell Vince goodbye before she made her way back home.

Randy sunk down on the couch, running a frustrated hand down his face.

Ted and Cody walked back into the room when she saw Skyelaar leave. Ted smiled at his leader before speaking. "Get anything Rando?" Ted asked nudging Cody with his elbow.

Cody snickered. "Yea "anything"?"

Randy raised his head off of the couch and stared icy blue daggers at his team members. "Well you two nosey asses should know since you were just around the corner. Am I right?" Randy stated before grabbing his bag and making his way out the door, and toward the parking lot.

"Someone definitely didn't get anything." Cody laughed.

"Yea I can tell." Ted added.

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So what do you guys think? Was this chapter worthy of all of you? Well I sure hope it was. I know it was kind of boring but you got to build up to the exciting things…right? Well anyway I hope it was okay. ~Lots Of Love Skye~