Chapter 4: Not Again

Danni was exhausted as they left the arena. She felt like her legs might fall off any second and run away from abuse screaming screw you. She had run errands all night, and didn't even want to think about going home to pack. She just wanted to think about her warm blankets on her soft bed, and about slipping under her comforter and drifting into a deep,soothing sleep. When she got home, she packed as quick as she could. She shoved anything that at least "smelled" clean in her bags, but,somewhere between packing her underwear and Tylenol, Danni drifted into sleep cuddled up next to her suitcase. When Danni woke up the next morning, she was excited and full of energy.Here she was going to Tennesse with her crazy new job. Not to mention she was going with her best friend, but the downside was this would be her first flight ever.She'd never even gone in an airport before. She knew that her never being on a plane was kind of weird, but she had never really had a reason to fly. Once again, she would have to cling to Heather to show her what to do. She felt like a little kid for the second day in a row. Her being so dependent upon Heather was kind of funny, because Danni was usually the one taking care of Heather. Hell, she had to remind that girl to breath sometimes. Danni laughed about it as she grabbed her bags and jumped in the car.

"What are you laughing at?", Heather said as she drove off.

"Nothing.I just feel happy and kind of sweet today."

"Oh dear God! Call the newspapers! That's a first!", Heather said giggling.

"Shut Up! Is not. I can be sweet if I want to be."

"Ya. That's true.You just never want to."

"Alright smart ass. Let's talk about something else."

"Sure. Let's talk about Randy Orton."

"Sweetness now officially gone. Thanks."

"I'm serious. What do you have against him?"

"Nothing. I just don't like him. O.K.? Why are you pushing the issue?"

"It's nothing really. Just curious."

"Sure?"

"Ya. Ofcourse I'm sure.", Heather said.

"I don't believe you."

The rest of the ride was completely silent. When they got to the airport, Heather finally spoke to Danni.

"We get to fly in the company plane. How do you like that? Your first flight ever is on a private plane."

"That's just swell Heather.", Danni replied sarcastically.

Heather and Danni walked into the airport, and Heather led them straight to the ticket counter.

"You check your baggage in here, and pick up your ticket with your confirmation number.", said Heather nicely trying to be sweet and explain.

"O.K.", Danni said sharply.

Heather walked up to the counter to get the tickets leaving Danni to lift up 4 very very heavy bags.Danni tried to lift the first and struggled a little under the weight. God! What the hell was in that bag?

"Can I help Mississippi? You look like you could use some help."

Danni's head snapped up, and she found herself face-to-face with Randy Orton. He picked up 3 bags before Danni could even answer.

"I can handle things for myself. If you don't mind.", Danni said avoiding his stare.

"Oh. You look like you can handle these bags all by yourself.",Randy replied sarcastically.

"So your strong. Big fucking deal! You got muscles from all your steroids. That just means you got a tiny dick."

"You know this is the second time we've met, and this is also the second time you've mentioned my dick. Does that just happen to be on your mind?"

"No. Last time we met I insulted your nuts. Not your dick."

"Damn! It must be on your mind."

"The only thing on my mind is...is...", Danni replied, but couldn't exactly finish her sentence. Randy had bent over and grabbed her hand that was holding the suitcase's handle. He pulled her fingers slowly off, until she had completely let go. Then he grabbed the suitcase himself. His face was inches from hers as he did this and Danni could feel herself breathing heavier as he touched her hand. God! What was wrong with her? She had gotten over liking complete assholes a long time ago. That was not about to happen again. She wouldn't let it. She could smell him though. He smelled fresh like mint, but also warm and sweet like vanilla. It was intoxicating. She couldn't even remember what she wanted to say.

Randy lifted the suitcase and checked it in with the other three. He smiled at Danni as he did this. She looked so calm, and for once her mouth was shut. His heart was pounding in his ears. When his hand had touched her hand, his heart had began to pound and his breath had became fast and short. He didn't just want to touch her hand. He wanted to touch all of her. What was this girl doing to him? He felt determined to make her deal with him. He felt like it was his job to make her fight with him. It was like he wanted her to. He didn't even know her real name?

"Danni did you get your ticket?", Heather said walking up to Danni.

"So let's me get this straight. Your name is not Mississippi or None of your Business. It's Danni. Am I right?", Randy said finding his breath.

"Ya. My name is Danni.", Danni replied so quietly she was barely heard.

"What? No smart ass remark? I'm shocked."

"You know what Randy she doesn't like you, so just shut up already.", Heather said finding the meanest voice she had. She was going to stick up for Danni. Even if it meant being rude to Randy Orton, or any other superstar.

"Ya. Why don't you just leave? O.K. asswipe?", Danni said. She had found her voice again, and was trying hard to forget what had happened. She wouldn't let herself be weak. She wouldn't let herself fall for another ass.

Heather walked off and Danni quickly followed. Danni had no idea where they were going, but as long as it wasn't around Orton she was happy. She had a feeling Heather was taking them straight on the plane, and sure enough she was right. Danni felt her stomach jump as she handed a woman her ticket and boarded the plane. Between Randy and all the other bullshit, she had completely forgotten the flight itself. She was kind of nervous. When she boarded, there were severals other wrestlers and employees already on board. She didn't care. She just wanted to find an open seat next to a window. She looked for any familiar faces, and saw Dave.

"Hey Dave.", Danni said walking up to his seat.

"Hey. I didn't catch your name yesterday."

"It's Danni.", Randy said walking up behind her.

"Oh. So you know Randy?", Dave asked Danni.

"Unfortunately, I do."

"Oh. I see. Well, I'd offer you the seat next to me, but as you can see that seat is occupied by fathead here.", Dave said pointing to John who was asleep with a cap pulled over his eyes.

"It's alright. I can manage on my own. Thanks though.", Danni replied sitting down in the window seat behind John.

She sat down and looked around for Heather, but when she found her, Heather was sitting next to a diva scribbling some stuff on paper as the diva spoke. No fucking way! The seat next to her would be open.

"Hey Danni. Mind if I sit?", Randy asked.

"Ya. I do."

"Well, that's to bad.", Randy said plopping in the seat next to her.

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