Welcome back for chapter two. I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter and enjoy this one. We're still in Emily's point of view.
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Recap: Emily got her contract with the WWE and after signing it, she runs into Matt Striker. They exchange names and Matt asks if it would be too forward if he asked her to join him for a drink, to which Emily replied 'Not too forward at all.'

Drunk On You

I followed Matt out to his car, getting in once he unlocked it, and we both headed to a club. We got in without any hassle, mostly because there weren't that many people outside; they were all inside. We maneuvered our way through the crowd and to the bar, where Matt put in his drink order. I was about to pull out my wallet out but Matt stopped me.

"I'm buying." I laughed and shook my head.

"I doubt I could get you to say no so, alright." Matt smiled and I felt butterflies in my stomach.

"There is no use arguing with me." I laughed. "What would you like? That is, if you're old enough to drink." I laughed again.

"I've been old enough to drink for a while now." Matt just shrugged, not convinced. "I can show you if you'd like."

"I believe you. It's just you don't look much older than 21."

"I'll take that as a compliment." Matt winked and the butterflies came back, a little stronger this time. "Does he know how to make A Gilligan's Island?" Matt asked and the bartender nodded. "I'll take one of those." The bartender nodded and went to work on our drinks. I propped my arms against the bar and scanned over the people in the club. I felt a little out of place wearing my self-customized Rated-R Superstar shirt, that was laced up on the side, and dark skinny jeans with my black converse rounding out the whole look. I felt someone tap on my shoulder and I looked to see that Matt was trying to get my attention. I could barely hear him over the loud music and I made sure he knew that. He nodded his understanding, handed me my drink and grabbed my hand, leading me towards a more private area of the club. The entire time he held my hand, there was a feeling I couldn't describe coursing through my body and it made me feel hot all over. We finally got to our booth and sat down. I took a sip of my drink and smiled; it was damn good.

"So, Emily, what made you want to join the WWE?"

"I've grown up watching it my entire life and I fell in love with it. My parents didn't agree with it so in order to make them happy, I went to college and graduated second in my class."

"Very nice. What did you major in?"

"Psychology." I watched as Matt almost choked on his drink. "What?"

"You majored in psychology?"

"That is what I just said. Why?"

"I have a masters in educational psychology."

"Really? Imagine that." I took a sip of my drink and smiled to myself. How is it that I can find something in common with someone in the WWE but not in the real world? Go figure.

-FIN-

That's it for chapter two. Sorry it's so short. I hope ya'll enjoyed it. Next chapter will be out soon. Reviews are appreciated : )