Chapter Two
Sorry writers block!
Ted's POV
I quickly remembered that Charllote and Randy do not like each other. Since they were kids the could not stand each other.
"Ohh. I remember now." I looked at Charllote who was having a stare off with Randy from across the table.
"Yeah..Hello Charllote." Randy smirked.
"My name is Charley." She said. She was angry. She hated her name and prefers to be called Charley.
"Whatever. I don't care. Still a terrible wrestler?" Her eyes narrowed and she pulled out her phone and put it on the table.
"Still like boys?" All the guys laughed. Randy did not know what to say so he knocked her iPhone off the table.
"Wow. Good one." She bent down and picked it up. And to everyones surprise her shirt rised up her lower back and a little black and red butterfly tattoo showed...That was definetly not there the last time I saw her.
"Damn. Girls go ink." John said in amazement.
"Thats pretty hot.." Mike said.
She was smirking. "Yall say my tat?" We nodded.
"When did you get that?" I asked.
"When I was 18."
"Cool."
"Mhmm. I got to go boys. I'll see you later." With that she left.
" you say hot?" Mike said laughing.
"Shes cute." John said.
"I hate her." Randy said coldly.
"Come on Orton!" I said laughing.
"Yeah. Coming from the guy that couldn't stop staring at her tits!" Mike said laughing.
"No, she was my best friend when I was younger." I said.
"Maybe you like her more now..." John said.
"Whatever.." I said laughing. I got up and walked off.
Maybe having Charley here , all grown up would be...Interesting.
- Alright. The next chapters WILL be better. PROMISE! :D