Okay, so I'm guessing some people liked the intro/prologue of this new story so I'm posting the next chapter just for the fans out there :) Thanks DeathDaisy and Keiba Namid for reviewing as well. And everyone else who put this on story alert and added to their favourites! Enjoy this chapter! (Oh an btw, I know that WWE is scripted, but in this story it's not. Just thought I should let you know)
Chapter 1: Meeting the superstars
"Are we almost there?" I asked, with a sigh. I knew we hadn't been travelling for hours and hours but I was bored already.
"Darcy, we're here now," Jay said.
I realised then that the car had stopped. What is it with me not realising things until they're pointed out to me today? I opened my door and stepped out. The arena was huge and the car park was completely empty, save for a few cars which were probably the wrestler's rental cars.
"Woah. The arena is bigger than I expected," I said, looking up at the towering building.
Jay chuckled and handed me my bags, "Come on, let's go inside."
I followed him to what looked like a secret entrance for the wrestlers to come and go through and we walked in. Jay had told me about these. So that they didn't get mobbed by fans, every arena they went to had a secret entry and exit door.
When we stepped inside, it was very warm. I hadn't noticed how cold it had been outside until now, and was grateful for the sudden warmth. There were a few techs rushing around preparing things for tonight, as well as security guards (which I was wary of but they didn't seem to have a problem with me being there) and one or two trainers, but I could see no wrestlers whatsoever.
"Where are all the wrestlers?" I asked Jay.
"That's classified information," Jay told me, winking.
"No it's not, and you know it," I said.
"Some of them will be practicing, and others could be working out. I'm not sure what most of us do in our spare time..." Jay replied.
We eventually reached his change room, which had a star and 'Christian' written under the star in gold writing.
"Nice," I said, nodding.
"Wait until you see inside," he said sarcastically.
He opened the door and we went inside. He placed his bags on the wood bench that was up against the wall, next to a shelf sort of thing. Jay pulled his wrestling tights, knee pads and boots out of his duffel bag and walked toward the small bathroom in the other corner of the room.
"I'm just going to get changed. Make yourself at home but don't leave this room without me," he had a serious voice on that last part, so I took it seriously.
While Jay was getting changed, I opened my bag and made sure that I had everything I needed for my travels with the WWE. I made sure I had my iPod, phone and books that I had packed. They were the most important things I needed on this trip.
Jay had only taken a few minutes to get changed. When he stepped out of the bathroom, he looked a little bit more like Christian who I saw on TV. But he still seemed like my same crazy brother Jay, whether he was in character or not.
He put on his Christian shirt. The light blue one that had the switch with the words 'HIT THE SWITCH' on the front and 'CHRISTIAN' on the back.
"Can we go meet some wrestlers now, please?" I asked, really wanting to meet some. I was really glad that Jay...well, Christian, had been drafted to RAW in the recent draft because most of my favourite wrestlers were on RAW. And also, Jay had told me that RAW and Smackdown almost never really travelled together which is a shame because I would have loved to meet some of the Divas on Smackdown (Natalya, AJ, Kaitlyn, etc.).
"Fine," Jay signed, rolling his eyes at me, "Let's go, crazy sis."
I poked my tongue out at him and we left the room, Jay locking the door behind us (I wonder why he did that?). We walked down a long hallway, took a few turns and then ended up standing in front of a door that said 'Main Locker Room'. I guessed this was the locker room used for backstage interviews and for other wrestlers to hang out and rest before or after matches.
"Now, I don't know who's going to be in here at the moment, but just stick with me and you'll be fine," Jay said, ruffling my light coloured hair.
He opened the door, which was unlocked, and we stepped in. I looked around at all the wrestlers walking around preparing for tonight.
I looked around to see if any of my favourite wrestlers were around. Not that I could see. There were huge masses of people just moving back and forth (some weren't even wrestlers) I couldn't really see anything properly.
"So, who do you want to see first?" Jay asked, watching me as I tried to make sense of what was going on.
"Well..." I trailed off.
Jay just laughed at me, "How about I surprise you instead?"
"Yeah. Maybe that's a good idea," I said, letting him lead me to wherever he thought he was going in this huge crowd of people.
When we stopped in front of someone after weaving around other people, I was expecting to see someone who wasn't one of my favourites but when I looked up to see who it was I gasped and almost fainted. It was Randy freakin' Orton. Oh My Gosh. I mentally freaked out. What was I going to say? How am I going to speak? I'm probably gonna faint!
"Well, hello there, Jay. Who's this?" Randy asked, smirking.
Holy crap, I love that smile! It would be great if he wasn't married...
"Randy, meet my little sister Darcy. She's travelling on the road with us for a few months. Darcy, meet-," Jay introduced me but I was barely listening to him, I was too damn star struck to say or do anything.
"Jay, by the way she's staring at me like I'm a God, I'm pretty sure she knows who I am," Randy said.
He is so handsome...
"I'm glad you think so," Randy smirked again.
DID I JUST SAY THAT OUT LOUD? OH. MY. GOSH. I am so embarrassed right now...
Jay laughed at me and said goodbye to Randy, leading me away seeing as I probably wasn't going to say anything now.
"I am so embarrassed now. I may never be able to look Randy Orton in the eye again," I said, my cheeks burning.
And then suddenly I remembered something.
"Didn't you and Randy have a big fight when you were over at Smackdown with the World Heavyweight Championship?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"Why weren't you two giving each other the death glare or whatever?"
"That was over on Smackdown. What happens on Smackdown stays on Smackdown. I guess you didn't see it, but it's not like he was ecstatic to see me or anything. He doesn't want to make a show of our long rivalry when on RAW, we can start over, no problem," Jay explained to me.
"Speaking of long rivalries..." a slightly familiar voice came from behind us and I knew I heard Jay let out a really annoyed sigh before turning around, trying his best to block my view of the person who just spoke.
But seeing as I was almost as tall as him (with me having just turned 18) I had no problem peeking over his shoulder to see who was there. And I gasped.
Okay, now I do really think Randy Orton is handsome and really cool and all that but the superstar standing in front of us...well, let's just say Randy Orton doesn't even come close to this superstar in anything.
Because standing there, looking as hot and as smug as ever, was Jay's former tag team partner, The Miz.
I know I left this on a cliffie (muhahaahahah!) But I'm not continuing until I get at least 5 reviews. I already have 2, so i need 3 more and then I'll continue :D MizGirl xxx