Sorry that I haven't updated this story in AGES! I've been really busy, add in Safe at Last, Lying for Love and it's Sequel...For the love of lying. And there has been no time at all.
Ok you guys know this by now...I own nothing, actually I own a second hand guitar and an ipod nano. But that's it...oh and a violin without an e string and my skateboard. So there is seriously no point hating me...you can hate me later.

Read and Review poppets. xoxo
P to the S. Gotta love dame edna. lol.

"Your phone. Right." I dialled home, after not even two rings Kimmy's voice rung out.

"Hello?"

"Aunty." I said, very softly.

"Oh thank Christ you're ok Elsie, I was petrified about you. Why didn't you tell me that you'd be in the show?"

"It was a rushed decision. But a good one I think. They offered me a job. I'm a diva."

"You? You're a diva?" Thanks for the confidence booster there Aunty K.

"Yea, on a learning contract. They've hired me for a year. I'm going to be on tour with them for a whole year, I'll get to see the world." I said happily, wouldn't you be though?

"Si, are you sure that this is what you want to do?" Not really but its something right?

"Yes Aunty, I'm sure."

"Good girl, then I'll support you 110." Thank god I've always got my aunty to lean on.

"Oh my god, you're like the coolest ever, thank you so much Aunty K." Man who would've thought smiling ear to ear would hurt…well it does, but I don't care, I can't stop anyway.

"It's ok sweetie, but Elsie Helen Bremner where did that kiss come from?" Ok I knew it was coming but it doesn't mean I want to answer it.

"Oh that, well you see they want Jeff and I to be in a storyline." Brushing it off as next to nothing…man I lie a lot.

"Storyline my ass, that kiss wasn't acting. From either participant I might add." Dammit I never could lie to her.

"Ok but Aunty you know you don't choose who you fall for. And Jeff and I have fallen, we still are." Lie didn't work, let's try the truth.

"Oh Alright, I'm almost alright with it, but fuck a duck, why'd I have to find out on national TV?"

"International TV." Mumbling is definitely good at a time like this. "Because we only really confessed this morning. Honest, if I had any idea that things would go like that you would've known first…well second, Andy found out this morning." Yea, I still haven't found a way of not rambling…do I care? No.

"Andrew knew? My own son knew before me?" Dammit, see this is why I need to lie.

"Well he heard me and Jeff talking about our feelings, he gave us his blessing, which meant a lot to me." Now I'm smiling again.

"He talked about his feelings? Girl he's a keeper." So true, so funny. "You and Jeff, I can live with that. One of you is old enough and the other is mature enough for this relationship." Oh man she is seriously a riot, Jeff's looking at me like I'm crazy, I am but so no the point.

"Umm Aunty, Jeff is looking at me like I'm completely loop-de-fruit so I'd better go." Loop-de-fruit? Where do I get this shit? Oh yea, Bray.

"Alright, I'll see you and Andrew when you get back." Aunty rocks, inside happy dance.

"Yep, Bye Aunty K." I hung up the phone, smiling…still, and laughing.

"She's ok with us." Just get it out first off.

"That's really good yea?" No Jeff it's horrible that my Aunt likes you…

"Really really good. I think this will work, you're my boyfriend, co-worker and neighbour. Shit that's a lot Jeff." Smirking is always good.

"Yep, good thing I'm never gonna get enough of you isn't it." Feelings returned on that one boyo.

"Yep."

"So Squirt." I really do hate that nickname, ah well. "You got a hungy from Orton and Cena why?" I knew this would come up eventually, best to avoid it if possible.

"They lost a bet."

"A bet over me?" No shit.

"Umm kinda." I still don't want Cena dead…just yet.

"So what was the bet?" Can you not see me avoiding it?

"Well you see…umm" How to get out of this? "They had stakes on your relationship status." That should work.

"Go on." How do you not buy that?

"Well you see, they made a bet five months ago. As to why you were away…I think. And well John, no Randy thought you were dating a supermodel." Keep Cena out of this man.

"I knew he deserved a little credit." You are such a bloke. "What'd Cena think?" That you're gay.

"He, well he though you were bi, with a bloke at home." And three two one blow-up…Nothing. No not nothing…he's laughing.

"He would, he's just to straight up to get comfortable." Man that is some bad imagery right there.

"You, you don't care?"

"No, why would I? Actually to be honest a guy hit on me last week. I think it has to do with the nail polish and hair." Man that's trippy.

"That's exactly what John said to defend himself." Laughing we packed up our shit. After having Shawn's, well anyone's boot near my face I need a shower, a real shower. So I gather up the clothes I had come in and go to Jeff's bathroom.

"Jeff, I'm having a shower ok?" Don't you dare even think no.

"Damn Squirt, that's you second shower, using my facilities, do you know what you're doing to me?" I have a pretty good idea, play it cute and giggle.

"I bet this doesn't help any." I took my shirt off as I walked over to the bathroom. Shutting and locking the door before he could answer. Taking a really quick shower, just to refresh myself, I changed into Jeff's old clothes and walked back out the door.

"What no mini?" God you're a guy.

"It's not mine remember." I'm lazy, doorframe is there, you do the math.

"Neither are they." Shut up, I'm not leaving naked.

"Yea, but I don't have to leave them here." Just leave it ok.

"You're really something. Superstars get to keep their wardrobe if they want, unless its like an evening gown or another wrestlers outfit." Ahh so I get the mini.

"So I get the minis?" I really do like them.

"Yep, and Paul and Shawn said you could keep their shirts too." No way.

"So I get two minis, and two DX shirts?"

"Exactly." Wow, a job and two new outfits…good day.

"I could get used to this. It's like a new wardrobe."

"That reminds me" This can't be good. "Vince told me that you're either gonna have to go shipping with me or another superstar to get you some new clothes." Shopping? I have to go shopping? Like it's a big deal…SHOPPING.

"Umm Skittles, I know that you guys have a shit load of money and shit, but all I have is a hungy which I won on behalf of your sexuality, half of which I have to give to Aunty K for the Chinese." Don't shake your head at me.

"Squirt, do you think Vinnie Mac doesn't understand? Why else would he give me a company credit card to give you?" What? Ooh Platinum.

"Company Credit Card?" Oh that's cool. "What? When? How?"

"Yea, he came in when you were in the shower." Damn shower.

"Oh ok I guess." Card meet Bag, bag meet card…you two get along now. Jeff's hand is nice to hold, now, off to find that cousin of mine. On the car ride home I still didn't get the whole card deal.

"Hey Skittles?"

"Yea Squirt?"

"How does the company credit card work?"

"You don't know?" I'm seventeen and worked at a friggin café…what'd you expect.

"Dude, I was a waitress, if the boss needed me to grab something he just gave me cash."

"Ah well, there is a list of names on the card, basically any of the superstars can use it, because the bank gets given signatures and details from the contracts we all sign." So it's like a million little ones?

"Oh ok, so this is like legal and everything."

"Yea babe, it's legal, and yours for the next three days." An unlimited credit card for three days. HELL YEA.

Now at peace with the credit card sleep came easily.