FFW 15 MINUTES
"Thanks Stacy" I said, climbing out of the seat and looking in the mirror. Stacy had expertly curled my hair and tied some of it up at the back of my head, so some of it draped down my back. "You really should be working for someone much higher you know... Your talents wasted here!"
"I know... but I love it here... at least everyone talks to me!" she replied, turning off the curlers, "If I worked for bigger celebs, then they wouldn't take much notice of me"
"Hmm good point... You should stay" I replied, "You and Ashley are probably the only two real friends I have here... well ones that don't bitch" I finished, laughing,
"Thanks Syd" she replied, laughing with me, "Anyway gotta go... Cody's waiting for me"
"Cody needs make-up?" I asked confused,
"No" Stacy laughed, "He wants to meet up, talk about our date"
"Oooohh... someone has a crush on 'Dashing' Cody Rhodes" I mocked,
"Shhh" she laughed, "I don't want anyone knowing so keep it on the D.L"
"Secrets safe with me girl... anyway, I gotta go... my segments in like 5 minutes" I said, beginning to walk off,
"Cya" Stacy shouted to me, as I turned and waved,
I quickly sent Randy a text saying I'd meet him at the guerrilla position, before dropping my phone off in the locker room and making my way to the where we entered.
FFW 5 MINUTES
I stood, leaning against one of the equipment crates, waiting for Randy... I glanced at the clock on the wall, realising there was only 5 minutes until the show started, C'mon where are you Randy! I said to myself as a stage hand approached me,
"Five minutes until you go on..." he began, "Do you know where Randy is?"
"Urhh no..." I replied shaking my head and looking at the roof in frustration, "But god help him if he doesn't gets here soon!" as I finished the sentence, Randy turned the corner, "He's here" I said, in a 'finally!' tone,
"Sorry, Cena made me go find Ashley with him" he said, looking me up and down, "New dress?"
"No" I said, giggling, "I've had it ages"
"Hmm... you look nice" he replied, hugging me,
"Naww thank you!" I said, kissing him, "Anyway... why was he looking for Ashley, they're usually inseparable"
"Apparently not" Randy replied, "He aint seen her since they left the hotel two hours ago"
"Hmm... did you try Mickie's locker room?" I said, raising an eyebrow, knowing she'd be there stuffing her face with Ben & Jerry's ice cream, like every other house show night,
"No we didn't!" he replied, "How'd you know where she was?"
"What do you think I do with her when we aint around?" I asked, giggling,
"Ahh right" Randy replied, as the stage hand approached us,
"You're on in one minute" he said, before turning and going back to the other crew member.
Me and Randy approached the guerrilla position and I placed my hand in his, as he smiled at me,
"Nervous?"
"Very" I replied,
"Don't be you'll do fine" he said, kissing my hand, before turning his head back to the curtain and putting on a game face, I giggled – making him smile slightly, before putting my own game face on,
"Ok..." the stage hand said, as Randy's theme hit, "And go!"
We stepped out and I scanned the full arena, as Randy led us out. I looked down at the ring and smirked as Randy shouted at the crowd. As we reached the ring, Randy led me up the steps, before jumping on the apron and opening the bottom ropes for me. I climbed through and stood to my full height, before sitting on the middle ropes – opening them to let Randy through. Once he climbed through, he walked towards the other side of the rope and asked for a microphone, as I stood in the middle of the ring straightening my dress and playing with my nails.
"I knew we'd be seeing more of this girl Cole!" King shouted down the headset,
"Let's listen to what Orton has to say!" Cole said, watching intently,
"Soo..." Randy said, earning boo's from the WWE Universe, "last week, you saw me beat John Cena... without the help from this... gorgeous young woman" he continued, winking at me, "I wouldn't have been able to win... so thank you" he finished, as more boo's came from the crowd, "So I thought that you all had the right to know who this is..." he re-started, "This is Sydney Leah Jones" he continued, "And she's MY girlfriend!" Randy shouted, turning to the ramp and pointing, "So this goes to all of you backstage, touch her, make a move on her... or try to steal her from me!" Randy said, sternly before dropping his hand, "I'll drop you with an RKO!" he shouted, earning more boo's from the crowd as he smirked, he looked towards me, "You wanna say anything babe?" he asked, I nodded as he passed me the mic,
"So... you all know that I'm Sydney" I said, "But what you don't know, is I'm gunna make every Diva's life back there a living hell!" I continued, earning boo's myself, I smirked, "and I'm personally going to make sure that Randy makes it to SummerSlam and wins the 6 pack challenge!" I shouted, earning even more boo's from the audience, as Randy chuckled evily, "And when I do eventually start to wrestle... I'm coming for you 'LayCool'" I mocked, "You may think you're 'flawless' now... well just wait 'til I'm done with you! You'll be a walking, talking FLAW! Coz when I get in the ring... Bad things happen!" I finished, using what my dad had said the past week on RAW, before passing the mic back to Randy,
"That's my girl!" he said, holding my arm in the air, laughing evily, "Now let's get outta here!" he finished, throwing the mic to the floor as his music hit. We exited the ring and walked back up the ramp - still earning boo's from everyone, as we reached the top of the ramp, Cena's music hit as the fans screamed. Me and Randy turned and backed down the ramp a little as Cena showed himself,
"Well, well, well..." he said, stood at the top of the ramp with a smirk-ish smile on his face, "look what we got here..." he continued, before being interrupted by his phone ringing, "Oh sorry... I gotta take this... this is why I wear jeans to the ring, you can carry your phone... but anyway" he continued, pulling his phone from his pocket and looking at the caller iD, "Hello... no... yeah... Randy Orton and Sydney... You know Sydney!... You know, the girl that came down last week and wrecked my match!... Well I say girl, I mean long haired, tightly dressed tart-ish looking dog!"
I stood there opened mouthed as the crowd laughed,
"HOW DARE YOU!" Randy shouted, as the mic picked it up, "She is not a dog!"
"Yep... Yep..." Cena continued, down the phone – ignoring Randy, "Uhuh... I will tell them that" Cena finished, "Ok... later"
We looked on with disgust as Cena ended the call and put the phone back in his pocket,
"Well..." he began – again, "That was the GM" he continued, "And he said that you two are in big trouble!" he carried on – while pointing his finger at us both, "Now he said that you haven't signed a wrestling contract yet, so you can't get in the ring..." he said, pointing to me, before turning to Randy, "But YOU!" he shouted, "ME, YOU... TONIGHT... THAT RING! NO DISQUALIFICATION!" he finished, "SO GOD HELP YOU BOTH!"
"It's on!" Randy shouted back, "C'mon" he said, before walking past John,
"You're dead!" I shouted, passing Cena...
We reached backstage and I let out a sigh of relief,
"You did great!" Randy said, picking me up and twirling me,
"Thanks... I was soo fucking nervous!" I replied, kissing him as he placed me down, "Well, I better get going, gotta get changed for this No Disqualification match"
"Ok... I'm off to find the rest of them, text me if you need me... ok?" Randy replied, holding my hands,
"Okayy" I replied, kissing him again, before walking in the direction of the locker room.
I reached the locker room and pulled at my shoes, before grabbing my phone and collapsing on the sofa that had been set up by the stage hands, I clicked on my address book and searched for Randy's name, before quickly composing a message,
Heyy,
I'm extremely tired after the day we've had, so imma take a nap now on the sofa in the locker room... Come wake me up 15 minutes before your match, so I can get changed
Love you,
Sydney xx
I sent it and waited for a reply, receiving one fairly quickly,
Hey,
Ok... please, be careful... I don't wanna find you knocked out somewhere because of Maryse and her stupid games! Lock the door or something, just so I know your okay... please?
Love you too,
Randy xx
I smiled at the text, he was always thinking of me before himself – it was un-necessary.
Yeah, okay... imma lock it now, fone me when you're outside, then I'll let you in.
Love Sydney xx
I quickly sent it, before placing my phone on the coffee table in front of the sofa then getting up and locking the door – to make sure Maryse wouldn't play any stupid games. I lay down on the sofa before drifting into unconsciousness.