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Cathy's POV

John and Randy had just left. I was now alone, and would be alone for the next week or so. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea for me to come two weeks early. I should have just dealt with the annoying screaming girls going 'Oh my God! It's John Cena and Randy Orton. AHHHH!'

Actually, thinking about it now, I was glad I avoided it.

I looked around for something to do, but sadly there was nothing. Making John and Randy unpack everything may have been a bad idea, because now I have nothing to do.

All the sudden I got these goose bumps and this feeling like someone was watching me. I looked towards where my bathroom was and the door was open. I could have sworn I shut that thing. Then there was a shadow. I jumped back. "He-hello?" I said nervously.

Now I have to admit that I have a bad trait, and that trait is curiosity. So, slowly I inched my way over to my bathroom door and swung it open, but there was nothing there. Hu, I could have sworn I saw something. KNOCK, KNOCK.

The knock at the door pulled me out of my thoughts, and made me jump back a foot or two. Cathy, you have to pull yourself together.

I was hesitant on opening the door when a thought hit me; no one was at school yet. It must be John or Randy then. When the door was open fortunately it wasn't John or Randy, but instead a very cute boy.

"Can I help you?" I asked. Jesus Cathy way to sound rude.

"Hi, I just wanted to come say hi." He said with a panty dropping smile. I swear I could have melted into this kid's arms.

"Well, hi." I said smiling right back.

"I'm Chase." He said extending out his hand for me to shake.

I held my hand out to him too. "I'm Cathy." I said back. When Chase shook my hand I felt this wave of electricity flow through my body. It was weird, and I couldn't explain how it felt at all. "Come in." I said. Now, this wasn't something that I usually did. I never asked boys into my room, actually I never had a boy in my house before, but something about Chase made him seem so welcoming.

He happily stepped into my room with a smile. "Sorry if I seemed kind of rude at first," I stated, "but I kind of thought I was alone."

"Yeah, well I did too." He chuckled. "What brings you to Spencer's so soon?" he asked.

I thought over how I should answer this. I didn't want anyone knowing who my brother was yet. I wanted to have at least a few months of a normal life. "Well, let's just say my brother and his best friend are kind of famous and I didn't want anyone interrupting my moving process."

"I see." He said.

"What about you?" I asked. I quickly regretted it though. I could see sadness in his eyes. Some how I struck a nerve. "You don't have to answer me." I said quickly trying to not upset what could be my first friend.

"It's fine." He said in a low voice. "My parents died in a car accident a couple months ago. I didn't wanna stay in a mansion by myself, so I came here."

I lowered my head, and bit my lip. "Sorry." I said shyly.

With his finger he lifted my chin so I was looking in his eyes. "It's not your fault." He said softly. His touch alone gave me tingly feelings that coursed through my body.

"So, have you found anything to do in this town yet?" I asked trying to put the mood in its original state.

"Not really. There's this place called Nicky's, but he said that no one really goes there until school starts up." Chase said.

"That sounds sucktacular." I said with a smile. Chase just kind of chuckled at me.

"Are you one of those girls who make up random words?" he asked with a small smile.

"Yes." I said with a straight face trying not to smile, but when he smiled I couldn't help but do the same right back.

And please don't tell me

That I'm dreaming

When all I ever wanted was to dream another sunset with you

My phone started going off. I sighed as I had a feeling the spark that was starting to light slowly diminished. I picked up my phone and looked at my caller ID, Mom.

Reluctantly I answered. "Hi mom."

"Honey is everything okay? Did you get to your room alright? Did John and Randy help you? How do you like it so far? Oh sweetie I miss you."

"Mom I've been gone for 5 hours, not 5 years." I said rolling my eyes. I never understood why my parents were so over protective. They had nothing to worry about.

"I know honey, but this is hard for me to adjust to." She said quietly on the other line.

I started biting on my lip and felt bad. I knew I hurt her feelings. "I'm sorry mom, but I'm fine so far. I promise I'll call you every other day to check in." I said, know fully well that I wouldn't.

"Well that makes me feel much better." I could tell my mom was now smiling and back to being chipper.

"I'm glad." I said. I looked over to where Chase was and silently said 'Sorry' he just laughed and mouthed 'I understand.' "Hey mom I'm like super hungry, so I'm going to go get something to eat. I'll call you tomorrow or something."

"Okay dear. Love you!" she said.

"Love you too." Then I hung up. "Sorry about that, my parents aren't exactly okay with me being here."

"It's fine." He said with a smile. "Now, are you really hungry or you just saying that?"

I laughed, "Yeah, I'm always hungry."

"Let me take you out to eat. There's this diner on the out skirts of Ipswich that I've been wanting to try." I hesitated for a second, not knowing if taking up some random guys offer was such a good idea, but you only live once.

"Sure, do you wanna come get me around 6?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'll see you then." He said with another killer smile. God this kid was definitely going to be the death of me this year.

Once Chase was out the door I ran to my phone to check the time. 3:49. I had a little over two hours to get ready, which for me was definitely not enough time. Grabbing my towel I made a mad dash to the bathroom so that I could shower.

When I got to the bathroom I looked around in awe. It was huge. Looking in the mirror I wanted to smack myself. My hair was up in a messy bun, I had no make up on, and I was wearing baggy sweats with one of Randy's RKO shirts. Way to make a first impression. In my defense though no one was supposed to be at Spencer yet, so it was some what okay.

Quickly getting undressed I hopped in the shower. As I was lathering up my body I couldn't help but feel like someone was watching me again. "Hello?" I called out, no answer. Being called paranoid was an understatement right now. No one was at Spencer, except Chase, and he didn't seem like the kind of guy that would stalk someone in the showers.

After my shower I hurried down the hall to my room. When I got there my phone was going off. I picked it up and saw a number I didn't know I ignored the call and saw I had several missed calls and texts. Most of which were from my best friend Natalie. She never called this much unless it was an emergency, so I decided to call back.

"Hello?" She answered.

"You blew up my phone, what do you want?" I asked.

"Damn, PMS much," She said with a huff, "look I was calling cause I just saw Tim at the mall."

I sucked in a breath. Hearing that my psycho ex was back in town was that last bit of news I expected. "Why should this be any of my concern Nat?" I asked trying to seem unfazed.

"He asked about you! That's why! He said he'd find you no matter what. Cat, you know he's crazy as hell, don't act okay with this."

Stupid bitch was right. "Look Nat, I love you, but you're being paranoid. I'm about to go eat so I'll text or call you later."

Natalie mumbled something under her breath, "Okay, don't want to take time away from your food. Love ya." I hung up without saying another word.

I looked at my phone annoyed with Nat. It's 4:50? I am so going to be late. I hurried into my bathroom doing my hair and make-up in record time. It was 5:38 and now all I had to do was find an outfit to wear. If this wasn't a date then this would be hard to find something to wear. After looking through my closet for something to wear I decided on my Miss Me's with a flowing white tank top, and white flats. I had to admit I looked killer with my hair curled loosely down my back, my make up was mostly natural, and my tan skin set off the outfit amazingly. This outfit would most definitely make him want to take me on a real date.

My phone started going off again, it was John. Of course, my brother left three hours ago and he was already checking up on me.

"Yes my crazy, overprotective brother." I answered.

"Shut up Cathy," he said, "I was calling to tell you we are home."

"Well thank you for letting me know." I said applying another coat of lip gloss. There was a slight knock on the door. I started praying John didn't hear it. "Hey, I'm going to go find something to eat, love you bro, bye." I said hanging before he could say anything.

When I opened the door and saw Chase I couldn't help but smile. He was wearing a dark pair of jeans, and a black shirt that clung to him so tight that you could see his muscles. He had a black leather coat on that fit him perfect too. Silently I thanked the gods for blessing the world with this man. "Hey." He said with his million dollar smile.

"Hi." Was all I could say. All the sudden I couldn't help but be glad to being forced into coming to Spencer. If the first guy I met here looked like this, I could only imagine what the rest looked like.

"You ready to go?" he asked.

I grabbed my purse and my phone, "Now I am."

Dinner with Chase was perfect in every way. The diner he took me to was 70's style, and the food was amazing. We talked about our parents, and I talked about my siblings, of course leaving out that John was a famous wrestler. Every time he tried to get me to drop hints, or tell him my last name I either changed the topic, or just said I can't tell you. When I asked about his siblings he said he had none, and that's why it was so hard when he lost his parents.

When Chase talked about his parents it was like he was trying to hide something. Maybe it was just because they were a sore subject considering they had only died a few months ago.

"Well, this is my room." I said sadly as I took out my key to unlock my door. When I put my key in my door it broke. "What the hell?" I said frustrated.

"Here, let me see if I can open it." I could have sworn I had seen his eyes go black as he turned the handle and broke it off. "Shit, I'm so sorry." He said holding up the handle.

"Crap, where am I gonna sleep tonight." I said looking at my phone. "It's past 10:30 by the time I even get to a hotel it'll be 12."

"You can stay in my room." Chase said with a hint of hope in it. I really didn't know if that was a good idea. I hadn't even known him for 24 hours yet. "I promise I won't bite, and I have two beds in my room." I still hesitated. "Unless you wanna sleep in your car tonight..."

Damn this kid was good. "Okay, I guess I can crash in your room." Chase gave the biggest smile I had ever seen, and that's pretty big considering how big John's smile is.

"Come on, my rooms a few doors down." He said grabbing my hand. When he grabbed my hand I felt that powerful electricity ran through my body again. It took everything in my power not to pull my hand away.

When Chase said his room was only a few doors down, he wasn't lying at all. His room number was 410. What were the odds? Pulling out his key, Chase opened his door. His room was identical to mine, except it was black instead of pink. "It's freezing in here." I said wrapping my arms around myself.

"Here," Chase said handing me a sweatshirt that was on his bed, "put this on."

"Thanks." I said taking it, and sliding it on.

"So you can sleep in my bed since the other bed doesn't have anything except sheets."

"No, I don't want to kick you out of your bed." I said turning down his offer.

"Its fine Cathy, I don't need a big blanket anyways. I don't even use it." He said with a smile. He went over to his dresser and grabbed a pair of shorts. "I'll be right back. I'm just going to change."

"Okay." I said softly as I watched him walk into his bathroom. When he shut the door I slipped out of my pants, and took off my top and bra since I knew I would be uncomfortable sleeping in them.

I had just slipped the sweatshirt Chase had just given me back on when he walked out of the bathroom. He had nothing, but basketball shorts on. Unconsciously I started biting my lower lip, damn this kid looked better than I imagined with no shirt on. Looking into his eyes I noticed him checking me out to. When his eyes locked onto mine I saw him smirk. Suddenly I realized I had nothing on except his sweatshirt and a laced pair of panties.

Shyly I rushed under the covers of his bed. I could feel heat go to my face as I turned a deep red. No one had ever seen me with so little on before, except when I swam/ That was the only thing about being a WWE Diva that I knew I'd despise, I'd have to dress like a mega slut.

"Well, goodnight." I said, laying my head down, and pulling the covers up to my neck.

"Night Cathy," he said climbing into bed.

As I laid there trying to sleep I couldn't help but let everything that happened to me today consume my mind. Tim was back, but I knew I was safe from him here. He didn't know where I was, and no one would tell him. Hopefully.

Sleep soon over came me, and even though I felt safe at that moment, I knew I wouldn't be safe for long, because there's nothing worse than crazy ex-boyfriends... So I thought.