Authors Note: This chapter is a bit of a lengthy one! LOL Enjoy!

Christy didn't even know how to feel, or think anymore! She felt slump, almost pushed down to the ground, but in it's own little way, it had it's perks. What was going on? This couldn't be right. Everything happened too suddenly for her…..

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Christy groaned, slamming her alarm clock, putting the earsplitting sirens to a halt. Everything from last night came rushing back to her, like it happened just a second ago. He was so..Gorgeous. But she knew she couldn't get too emotionally involved, he was an asshole, a cocky arrogant asshole. Who loved himself, and simply himself. Who yet, looked so …. Lovely. She had to stop herself, as her thoughts got interrupted, seeing her mother slowly open her bedroom door, with a apron wrapped around her body and a spatula in hand, taking the hint that she was cooking breakfast.

"Christy dear, your boyfriend's at the door." She had said in a high pitched voice.

"MY WHAT!"

"You've got good eyes for boys!"

Her mom laughed, walking away. Christy abruptly got up from her bed, throwing the white blanket off her body, hurrying down the stairs, slipping off the third step, but caught herself in time.

"I'm gonna have a tough time without my glasses…"

"Oh well, I would love that."

That voice hit her ears like lightening, stopping on the stairs. Regathering herself, Randy Orton…Was her in her house. She felt her body freeze, she couldn't move at all. Was this really happening?

"I'm a mess! I can't let him see me like this!"

Christy turned entirely around, planning to go back up, as she heard a voice from behind stop her.

"Christy, you can't go back up now! You've gotta eat breakfast with your boyfriend!" Christy's mom had said.

Christy could feel Randy's cold eyes, piercing at the back of her neck. She slowly turned around, putting a speck of a smile on. Eyeing down at Randy, imaging how he seemed to look a lot better today.

"I .. Mom..He's not..My…"

"Come on! It's getting cold!" Christy's mom had alleged, with a cheerful smile. She then turned to Randy. "Come along dear."

Christy's mom walks out the room, heading towards the kitchen. Randy looked up at Christy, as she slowly walked down the stairs. She smelt cologne bounce off his body, making her more attracted.

"Good morning." Randy said in a deep voice.

"Ra..Randy. I don't mean to sound disrespectful or anything. But, what are you doing here? It's….seven in the morning….."

"Well, after what happened last night. I felt really bad, I mean bad. I couldn't even sleep! So I decided I'm going to be your eyes, until you get your glasses back of course."

Christy's brain froze. Her lips were forming words, but they couldn't come out. Randy just looked at her with his usual cocky smile, raising his chin up a little bit.

"Well... Randy. Not .. Like, everywhere right?"

"Of course everywhere, but of course, not the washrooms and.." Randy shrugged his shoulders. "You know…Well anyways. Let's go get some breakfast?"

Christy nodded, confused as ever. She personally didn't think he was a man of his word; he was too occupied making himself look good. Shining from the rest. They all sat down, having a plate of pancakes and bacon fill their senses. Christy couldn't bear looking up at Randy, seeing him scoff down everything in sight. She pinpointed how he ate, how he'd pile everything on the fork, and stuffs it in. It was a bit slobbish she notioned to herself. Her mom just kept piling food like there was no tomorrow, she smiled at him, as if he were part of the family. Has he never had home cooked meals before?

"Wow! That was magnificent Mrs.Hemme! I haven't had a meal like that in ages!" Randy declared.

Christy pushed her plate forward, not even finishing what was on it. She was too shy to eat like a pig in front of one of the most hottest guys in the school.

"I'm gonna go change." Christy whispered.

"Great! I'll come with!" Randy quickly said.

Christy gave Randy a confusing look, hoping that he wouldn't come in her room while she was changing. Not that he would want to. The both of them, silently went up the stairs. Christy wanted to start a conversation with him, she really did. But she felt her body rejecting to do so. Christy reached her bedroom door.

"Umm, wait here…" Christy silently said.

Not once has she made eye contact with him. She leisurely closed the door behind her, as Randy leaned against the wall. Adoring the three brown doors just down the hall from her's. He then got a slight scheme, knowing that it was a tad dirty. He looked around, to see if anybody was in the area, he then turned again, grabbing the doorknob to Christy's room. Slowly turning it, hoping not to be detected. A little line of light overlaid on his left eye, peeking into her room. The adrenaline rushed to his head, seeing Christy come by with an extremely gorgeous pink bra and panty. He noticed how her bra brought out her huge breasts, pushing them up bringing out the sex appeal, and how the pink panties just slightly went in between her cheeks. He knew this was bad, but he was a guy after all. Randy watched as Christy opened her drawer shelf, bending down, giving Orton the full moon view, he then smiled to himself. He then had enough, slowly closing the door back to where it was.

"You almost done Christy?" Randy bellowed through the wooden door. Still smiling to himself at his little dirty trick.

The door then swung open, as Christy wore the usual school uniform, having her red hair in it's usual way. But all that Orton could see was her in her under garments. The two of them left the house, heading off to school. Christy slowed down at the front of her house, seeing a full length black shiny black limo parked. She couldn't believe her eyes, she felt like royalty!

"We're riding …. In this?"

"Well yeah, I always do." Randy turned to face Christy. "My eye sighting job starts now. Here, let me help you."

Randy puts his right arm around Christy, as her body went as stiff as a plank of wood. The two of them walked towards the limo, feeling that she was taking baby steps. Randy opened the door for her, getting in. The rest of the ride was pretty silent really.

"This is just so…Much for me. This must all be a dream. Please tell me I'm dreaming. Stuff like this doesn't happen to people like me."

The limo came to a stop, as the both of them exited the limo. Christy put the most slightest smile on her face, seeing that the whole school was staring at them, in almost shock, envy, and of course confusion. She couldn't stand all this attention, she felt her body feel weak, and her head began feeling light. Randy walked ahead of her, noticing that she wasn't following. Christy put her right hand on her forehead, only remembering a feeling of falling and Randy quickly coming to her rescue.