Wow. So in the past few months I had almost had a relationship with John Cena, then Jeff Hardy, then John Cena again, Jeff again and back to John. I'm starting the think that maybe my reputation at school isn't so far off.
"So, when exactly were you going to tell me?" I was snapped from my thoughts by Jeff walking up behind me.
"Tell you what?" I asked, there were many things that I hadn't told him but none that I wanted to offer up voluntarily.
"That you won't be staying here forever. That's so depressing. You should talk to Vince. Stephanie needs a traveling nanny."
"Oh, yes, just what I wanted to do with my life… be a nanny." I rolled my eyes. The thought was completely and utterly not me.
"Michelle has better things to do than look after somebody else's kid. She's going to be a best-seller one day." John added, joining the conversation.
How more awkward could this get? The two guys that really wanted to be with me. One who knew my affections were real but knew they wouldn't be acted upon and the other who meerly thought that they were there.
"Um… best-seller? Did I miss something?" I really wanted to get out of this conversation. Ugh… would one of them go away!
"Yep. Jeff would you mind giving us a minute we have some things that we need to discuss."John waved him off.
"Yes. I would mind." Jeff wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him. "Maybe she doesn't want to talk to you. I haven't seen her in days and it's very depressing for me." I could see John's face getting red. Something was forming in his mind and I prayed that he wouldn't go where I think he was about to.
"Well maybe she would have time for you if she wasn't in bed with me."
"JOHN!" I was petrified. Not because I would now have to explain to Jeff but because Vince had just walked up behind him.
"In bed with you, John? Really?" All the color drained from John's face and his body tightened. Jeff hurriedly sauntered away, triumphant. There was no way John would be getting anywhere near me anytime soon.