Chapter 2 – Just my luck.
[Alex POV]
It's safe to say I didn't get any sleep whatsoever last night. Her face, her complexion, the way she smiled, her voice, her hair, her eyes. Maryse. I shook my head trying to get her out of my thoughts but it just made me think about her even more. Damn. Everything about her had me under some kind of spell and I loved every second of it. I keep replaying every thing that happened last night; if only it had went on longer but there's no point dwelling on it now. If the crew knew I was dating a WWE Diva, they would never let me live it down… this would just have to be the one that got away.
Though I still felt annoyed that it was all Sabin's undoing, as payback I poured water all over his face to get him awake.
"Rise and shine sleeping beauty!" I yelled.
He woke up instantly in a swearing fit.
"What the fu- Alex! Stuff you man! You shit head! Yooouuuu wait..!" he yelled as he sprung from his bed and came after me.
"Or what? Huh? What are you going to do Chrissy? Slap me?" I laughed taunting him from the other end of the room. I'm never going to stop teasing him for that.
"Shut up!" He yelled as he threw a pillow towards my head.
I ducked as it went past.. "Ooooh scary… wait till the guys find out you got slapped by a girl BUT not just any girl… a W.W.E Diva" a smirk came across my face as he started to back down.
"They'll never believe you" he said
"Are you sure? I'm the popular Gun here" I said quite confidently as I smoothed the side of my head.
"You're lucky that it's your car we're taking otherwise I would have-"
"Slapped me?" I finished his sentence off. "Just hurry up, we got to get to the airport soon, we leave in half n hour. Meet you in the lobby."
"Whatever" he said as he attempted to get back into bed, I threw the pillow at him with a vengeance and it got him right where the Latina chick slapped him.
"Bulls eye! 50 points for Alex Shelley.! Woo!" I laughed and quickly grabbed my stuff before high-tailing it out of there. Chris is always moody in the mornings, which is why I make the most of every morning to annoy him. I can't help it? It amuses me.
[Maryse POV]
I thought last night was a dream. Too bad it wasn't. I didn't get much sleep at all and my head wasn't feeling that great. Drinks? Or Alex? It would be much easier to blame it on the drinks but as much as I hate to admit it... it was him. There was something about him last night that I found myself drawn to him but I couldn't put my finger on it. He was amusing and he was ultimately cute.
Michelle McCool and I headed to the hotel café before heading out to the airport. Nothing works better than a Vanilla Coffee to sooth the head especially from a night like last night. I tried forgetting about it by replacing it with the random buildings we were passing by.
"Are you okay ryse?" she asked
"mm.." finishing a sip of my coffee "y-yeah I'm cool" I lied.
"Alright, you just seem a little distant today, are you sure you don't have anything on your mind?… anything?" she asked briefly looking at me with a raised eyebrow and a smile on her face.
"Oh I'm sooo sure" I flicked my hair to the back of my shoulder.
"Well that's good then. So tell me about your night?"
It's like the whole world didn't want me to forget about last night. Seriously, I just wanted to put it all behind me… I was quiet before I finally answered.
"It was interesting. Not as interesting as Melina's though." I thought it was cruel but I didn't want to mention anything about Alex to anybody.
"Really?"
"Really… She slapped this guy in the face at the club." I laughed
"wow… Any idea what brought that on?" she asked
"Definitely… T.N.A" I said, pronouncing each letter like a bomb dropped.
"That explains it. We must find out all the details" she said
"Don't worry I plan to" I replied.
Michelle turned the radio on full blast. She blasted the car with her interesting taste in music. I didn't know if she was being serious or not but our whole ride to the airport was accompanied by country music and then some casual moments of Michelle's singing. Let's just say, she should stick to wrestling.
When we finally got there, everyone else was already inside checking in. There were crowds of people waiting and cheering for the whole WWE roster. I took some photos with some fans, posed with other divas and signed some autographs before going in to check in myself.
"People cheering your name, it never gets old does it?" Melina said
"I know right? Tell me about it" I laughed.
My passport and luggage were all sorted out, I grabbed my ticket and we decided to do a couple of more autographs before leaving. We made our way to the gate escorted by bodyguards. Next stop Florida, I couldn't wait.
Whilst waiting at the gate, the WWE photographer wanted to take some pictures of the Divas Champion. Who doesn't? So I picked up my championship belt and put it over my shoulder. He then made me move over and stand in front of this random water feature sculpture.
I was always keen for pictures, it's the fun part of being a Diva… it gives you an excuse for being vein.
So I posed to the camera with my belt. Striking different poses, playing off the environment whilst everyone else was either watching or catching some much needed shut eye. It didn't take long till he got the shots that he wanted for the WWE website, being a model is second nature to me.
As I went to sit down, two random girls approached me. One had platinum blonde hair and the other had really bad highlights.
"You Divas think you're sooo great! You're all pathetic!" the Blondie said in a harsh tone.
"If it's an autograph you want, you just had to ask" I said with a smirk on my face.
"Hah! You're crazy if you think we would want your crummy signature… it's not even worth anything" the bad highlights spat.
"Oh really?" I retorted
"Really" they both exclaimed
"It's worth more than you get in 1 Whole Hour. Even if you combine each other's pay it's still worth more." I laughed as they both glared at me.
"Your division is a disgrace to every single women's wrestler in this life time! You all make me sick!"
They were just asking for trouble today. I stood up so that I was face to face with both of them… literally inches away from them.
"Is that right?" I said to the Blondie
"That's exactly right" she replied
"My Division put Womens Wrestling on the map. If it weren't for us, there would be no place for Women in this industry... Understand?" I said not breaking eye contact with them.
Michelle came up from behind and glared at the two in front of me.
"Everything okay here Ryse?" she asked looking at them up and down
"Just fine, Michelle" I replied
"Nice to see you again Angel-" Michelle was cut off by the Blondie
"Angel-LINA its Angelina now. But you should know… trying to imitate The Beautiful People. You're a joke!" she got into Michelle's face.
"Working for a second-rate company is a joke! If you think TNA is going anywhere but downhill then you're sadly mistaken" I said as she shot me a look
The flight attendants opened the gate.
"Oooh hey.. you better go now they're calling economy seats." Michelle added.
"Ugh! Whatever… WWE whores! Let's go Velvet"
As they walked away, Michelle and I just shook our heads. Who the hell do they think they are? I mean. Seriously it was totally unnecessary and they are totally deluded if they thought I was going to let them speak to me the way they did.
"What's up with that?" Michelle asked.
"Jealousy, nothing we need to worry about" I said reassuring her. "C'mon let's-"
My words trailed off… Alex and his friend walked towards the gate. He looked at me and gave me a small smile before going inside. Great. What are the chances WWE and TNA were on the same freakin' flight going to the same place! I kept staring at the gate until Michelle jumped in front of me..
"Hellooo? Earth to Maryse? We goin' or what?"
"uh.. y-yeah of course" I smiled and grabbed my stuff.
I was happy, more so relieved that we were going first class which assured us that we won't have another run in like before with the so called "Beautiful People". It was our turn to go in, we quickly found our seats. Behind me was Kelly Kelly and in front was Michelle. I stood up to quickly scan where the rest of the other divas were and I could see the Bellas next to each other on the far right and Melina sitting with Edge in front of them. Natalya and Beth gladly getting some much needed-shut eye and Alicia Fox talking with The Miz.
I sat back into my seat comfortably knowing I would be able to relax and get some sleep myself.
[Alex POV]
I can never get sick of looking at a goddess like Maryse. Today I saw a different side to her, a side that I would love to explore had I gotten the chance. Perhaps in another lifetime. Sabin chucked our bags up and sat back down.
"ahhhhh this is the life man… now this is what I'm talking about" he said resting back into his chair.
"I bet first class is better" I said
"Maybe, if there wasn't soo many WWE Losers piled up in there" he retorted
TNA would have loved to treat its superstars with the best but the budget isn't quite up to scratch and we have to settle for business class. Not that I would complain, I mean Hey… it's better than driving for hours and hours on end and then getting only paid like peanuts to only drive all the way back home again.
I was just looking forward to getting some sleep on this trip before we land and get straight back into work again. Just as I rested my head back, somebody rudely tapped on my shoulder
"Excuse me, you are in my seat" he said
I looked up and found that it was an old man in a fancy suit holding his ticket in my face.
"You have to be kidding me man, this is my seat" I pulled out my ticket and waved it in his face to see how he liked it.
A flight attendant came rushing over.
"What seems to be the problem here sir?"
"This man here is sitting in my seat. Aren't you going to do something about it?"
"Of course- -"
I looked at him in disbelief. Sabin couldn't care less. In fact he was trying to hold down a laugh. He was always the one who could hold a grudge the longest. Whatever. I'd get him back later.
"Wooah now... I got here first. Certainly that has to count for something?"
"I'm sorry sir" she said. "You checked in late therefore you have to give up your seat"
I gave in. If she weren't so polite I probably would have given more of a fight.
I grabbed my bag and smiled annoyingly at the old man who took.. no wait. STOLE my seat.
"I apologize for the mishap, perhaps I can move you to First Class?"
The old man couldn't hear must be deaf but Sabin overheard in bewilderment and looked at me. I gave him a cocky arrogant smirk.
"That can definitely work" I replied
She smiled and showed me to my seat. I couldn't believe it. Just my luck I got moved up to First Class but not only that. I was going to sit next to Maryse.
The Flight attendant gently tapped Maryse on her shoulder for her to open her eyes. She was startled as she saw me with the flight attendant.
"Wha- what's going on?" she asked looking confused and dazed.
"We've had a mishap with the seating arrangements and this young gentleman will be sitting next to you. I hope that is alright?"
I put my hands in the air as a sign that I had nothing to do with it.
She raised her eyebrow " I suppose it's alright" she said. My heart jumped a little bit.
"Cool" I said. I chucked my bag up and sat down next to her.
"Well, we mee-" she hushed me up by putting her finger on my lips.
"-sh" she took her finger away. "Don't talk. We don't want to start WWIII now do we?" she said.
"Now, C'mon Maryse. A friendly chat isn't going to hurt." I carried on "it's not like we can do anything anyway or is that your problem ay? We can't do anything fun?" I laughed joking with her. She didn't laugh and ignored me.
[Maryse POV]
My mind was thinking at a rate of 1000 miles per hour. What is with the world? It's like everywhere I turn... He's there! I'll admit, the guy is cute and he's funny but he and I will never work. There is just too much bad blood between WWE and TNA. I tried to ignore him but he just kept carrying on.
"So, who do you recommend I take on… that guy?" he points over to Edge. I rolled my eyes and looked away.
"oooh I know him.. he'd be a good guy to beat" he points over to John Cena. I shook my head and kept looking out the window
He leaned over and whispered in my ear. "C'mon Maryse… you're telling me that there is nobody in the so called 'great' WWE that can beat me?"
I looked at him and we were face to face. Nearly inches apart. His breath on my lips. Looking into each other's eyes I was in a trance. I quickly snapped out of it and pushed his face away.
"Ugh… it doesn't take a genius to know that anybody even the worst superstar of the WWE Roster can beat you"
He laughed "Is that so?"
"It is. Now if we're going to sit together. Do not talk to me. Do not touch me and especially Do not touch my stuff OR ELSE."
"Or Else?…" he looked at me with a smirk
"Or Else Skunk-head…" looking at his blonde tips in his hair. "… You'll deal with grave consequences"
[Alex POV]
"I think I'm suffering grave consequences just sitting next to you" I said muttering under my breath.
I think she heard me as she shot me a look. I thought forget the rules they're meant to be broken so I spoke anyway.
"You know? I used to think you were pretty fun. But I now I realize you're not pretty and you're definitely not fun!" She punched me in my stomach.
"Ouuuch! Hey! I'm just kidding sheesh"
She just started rambling some French things and gave me an evil look.
"Yeeeeah, well I wasn't interested in you anyways" I lied.
"And you think I was interested in you?" she laughed.
"I don't think Maryse. I know." I said. She just looked at me.
"You're crazy if you think I'm interested in you. In fact if you were the last man on earth! I still wouldn't even go there." She retorted.
I just smiled at her. "Your stunning eyes give everything away."
She just looked at me inquisitively. I finally left her alone in peace as she wanted. This isn't the last I'm going to see of her. I know it.