Chapter 9 Service with bright colours

Johns POV

Jamie came and found me a while later, I was sitting in the middle of the ring thinking about all the tasks Wade would make her do. I know I was acting like a child and like everyone else I wasn't giving Jamie credit. She was alot smarter than people realised. I was just really pissed off and paranoid about this, tell me I had a right to be.

"Are you mad at me?" Jamie asked sliding under the bottom rope and into the ring.

"No"

"Yes you are. Why?" She looked at me hurt and confused her blue eyes widened. I knew from the start that I would have to explain things to her along the way but right now I was in no mood to do anything.

"Are you mad because I'm working with that guy?"

"No I'm mad because your working FOR Wade. You gotta do whatever he tells you and we all know the first thing he will command from you"

"You think I would do that?"

I didn't say anything, no I didn't think she would do it because she wanted too I thought she would do it because it was her job. Jamie got her work ethic from Spongebob Squarepants, always on time and very enthuastic about it.

Instead of slapping me like I deserved Jamie giggled wrapping her arms around me "Silly John. I knows that I don't haves to sleep with him. Vince gave me a list of things that I have to do, anything else he asks for its my choice whether or not I say yes and I will not sleep with him. I winder if batman can really fly?" Jamie cocked her head to the side, obviously her brain had just gone off on its own.

Lightly I kissed her temple "I'm sorry Jamie"

"Thats ok sweetie" Jamie kissed my neck (I don't know why) "Now I have to go and book some flight info for Wade. We're going to Saudi Arabia right?"

"Yes, yes we are"

"Oh thank God, I thought we were going some where else"

Before going back to the Corre locker room to get her next task Jamie stopped by the coke machine. Her coins were already, she had been told repeatedly that only coins worked. Ahead of her stood a blonde talking rapidly in some crazy language that Jamie didn't get. All Jamie knew was she was getting inpatient, she wanted a drink. Finally she stopped and turned around, her eyes widening. "Jamie!" Maryse squealed excitedly her broken english washing over her. "'Ow are you?"

"Good Jenny!"

"Its Maryse" The french-canadian blonde laughed.

"I was close" Jamie shrugged shoving her drinks into the machine, one of them slipped away and rolled down the corrider. "Crap"

Maryse handed her another one "Ere Jamie, take that one"

"Thanks Maryse"

"Ey! You said Maryse!"

"Oops sorry Jenny, I gets the wrong name."

Maryse just rolled her eyes playfully, being called Jenny wasn't exactly an insult, why the others just couldn't let it go was beyond her. Jamie opened her can and took a long drink when another woman walked their way. Swallowing her drink she looked at Maryse

"Mickie?"

"Traci" Maryse didn't like her either. "Slut"

"Oh ok then" Jamie moved taking another drink. Traci just barged past her clearly having no idea who Jamie was.

"Hey 'Ryse, I heard John's girlfriend is back"

"Yes"

"I bet she's a gold digging tramp"

"That means sleeping around and only wanting their money" Maryse shrugged knowing that Jamie wouldn't of gotten it without her.

Traci turned around and wet spray flew over her face, before she could ask Jamie punched her angrily before being shoved away by Maryse.

"Traci I should tell you, this is Jamie. John Cena's girlfriend" Maryse shot at her as Jamie stalked away muttering about groundhogs.

By the time she got back to Wade's locker room it was well after half past four and her anger had gone. When Wade heard he would need an assistant he wasn't very happy until he saw Jamie walk in. If it was even possible Jamie looked better than she did a year ago. Her hair wasn't as long but her eyes were just as vibrant. Jamie had filled out since being away developing curves that women could only get with plastic surgery. On her left arm was a new tattoo and in her nose was a new peircing. Wade thanked God prefusely for bringing this hot little number to his door. Her personality was still the same but with her mouth shut Jamie looked just as good.

"Your late!" Wade barked at her thrusting several papers at her. "Get this sorted"

"Sorry fluffy I was getting a drink and punching some woman in the face"

"You were talking to Cena" Wade snapped as Jamie began writing things on her hand, it was her way of remembering what to do.

"It sounds like your the one that loves John" Jamie commented

"I am not in love with Cena"

"It sounds like it" Jamie shrugged "You realise that he's straight"

"Not what I heard" Wade smirked at the young girl, stirring up more trouble "From what I hear John likes to be fucked up the ass"

"Well fluffy even if thats true I know for sure he wouldn't want you because he has standards and you don't reach them"

"They can't be too high if he's with a spaz like you" Even after all this time that smile still pissed him off.

"And it must piss you off that he would choose a spastic over you, now I must go back to work and I suggest you to do the same thing whoever you are, whatever it is you do here" Jamie narrowed her eyes at him before skipping out of the room to complete the tasks she was given.