I'd like to take the time and thank 'anon', who just happens to be brilliam. Haha, what I mean is that she got that the idea for the last chapter came from the show "Degrassi" when Sean and Emma(ironic, eh?) had their first date, which was a total disaster, but highly fun to watch. NOW, teennick doesn't play Season 1 episodes too much anymore so I haven't seen in it in like, forever, and I vaguely remember it. Though, I did remember parts (The end where Blake stuck his hand in the trash looking for Emma's phone, Sean did the same, except for Emma's wallet…? I think, idk) from it. BUT, yes, I didn't know whether or not to credit the brilliam degrassi writers because they had the original Disaster date or not because I did change a few things~ BUT, I will give them credit! :) If you live in America, Fridays at 8pm CT, turn on TeenNick and watch Degrassi! Live in Canada? Much Music :) it's a good show…my other obsession besides wrestling, haha. And that was a total irrelevant plug..ha.
Also…is it bad I really don't care about the Hunger Games? Is it? I'm sorry I'm trying to read the book but it was so boring I think I skipped…I don't know 4 chapters? I DON'T KNOW. I'll just wait for Titanic to come back out~
But, enjoy this chapter! Little twist at the end… ;O
-Emma's POV, after school, Monday, Capone Jr. High-
"All that REALLY happened?" Kayla asked as her, Cassidy and I were walking down the hall, me to the gym for extra self-practice, them out the door to go home.
"Yeah…" I sighed, remembering how my first date had gone. Cassidy grew a strange look on her face.
"After ALL THAT," She began, then paused for a moment. "He still wants another date with you?" I was about to answer, but I didn't after I felt someone grab my waist and rest their chin on my head, and then I realized it was Blake and smiled.
"Of course I want another date," Blake said with a smile. "Sometime over break, that way we don't have to worry about school work or basketball."
"Watch, it'll be even worse than the first one, just watch," Cassidy said, then letting out a little laugh afterward.
"Haha…no," I said, rolling my eyes after.
"We gotta go, the bus is about to leave," Kayla said to Cassidy.
"Text me later!" I shouted after them as they left. Then, Blake and I headed to the gym to practice.
"You ready for the division tourney?" He asked me, handing me a ball.
"Of course, only two days away," I said with a smile, starting to dribble the ball a little.
"If your dad coming?" He asked. I shot the ball, it went into the net, then I shrugged.
"I hope…but at away games, people aren't used to him being my dad and he gets mobbed…I hope he does come though," I said.
"I think he wants to kill me," Blake said, with a shudder. I just laughed.
"Trust me, he owes us, big time," I said.
"He does?" Why?" He asked. I wanted to tell him about Colt, but it was a long story.
"I'll explain it later," I said.
"Fine," Blake said. Then, we continued shooting hoops and practicing lay-ups. He's a pretty good motivational coach, but he's an even better boyfriend…can I call him that yet?
-CM Punk's house, his POV-
"That's gross…" I said to myself, as I watched this one kid do the cinnamon challenge online. Over the weekend, Emma got me hooked on videos of these idiots trying the cinnamon challenge. I just got done with a lower body workout, so I was relaxing now and watching these videos.
Then, I heard my doorbell ring. I sighed, then rolled my eyes. Colt has his own key, Emma just walks in, who the hell can be at my door? I got up and answered it, and I couldn't believe who it was.
"Oh for the love of god," I immediately said after seeing him.
It was Johnny Ace…or clown shoes, whatever people choose to call him.
"Hello, Phil," He said to me, in that stupid voice of his. "I'm here for business, so I hope you don't mind me calling you Phil."
"Actually, I do mind," I said.
"Too bad, I don't care," He said.
"Where's Otunga? Did you give him a break from kissing your ass?" I asked, as he laughed.
"You obviously haven't been keeping up with wrestling, haven't you?" He asked me. "David has an important match coming up at Wrestlemania, right now he's preparing and getting ready."
"So he's taking a dip in a pool full of baby oil or…?" I asked him. Seriously, he wears a lot of baby oil. Johnny just laughed again.
"Come on, Punk, I came here for business, let's talk," He said. I rolled my eyes, then let him in the house. We headed back over in the living room, then sat on the couch.
"Alright, so..what's this, 'business' you speak of?" I asked him.
"Well, I see you're still recovering from your injury," He said, looking at my shoulder, which was feeling slightly less painful, but still, I don't start rehabbing it until May.
"You mean the injury you involuntarily caused? Yep," I said to him.
"When will you ever let that go?" Johnny asked me.
"Never," I said. He sighed.
"Look, as you know, Wrestlemania is coming up down in Miami," He said. "And next Wednesday, we start our Fan Access, an event that gives fans to get up close and personal with their favorite superstars."
"I know what that is, dummy," I said to him, rolling my eyes. "Now, what does that have to do with me?"
"I want you to come out to Miami next week for access, the hall of fame ceremony, the make-a-wish event and to watch Wrestlemania," Johnny said, a smile on his face. "I believe it would be good to have our former champion in the building, good vibes and all." I just sighed.
"You know I have a kid, right?" I asked.
"I've heard rumors, didn't know it was true…until now," He said. "But what does that have to do with anything?"
"I'm a single parent, her mom doesn't even live in the state," I began. "And she's still in school, I mean, she starts spring break this week, but still, she has stuff planned, I just can't make her cancel and drag her with me."
"Can't she stay home on her own for a couple days? You'll only be gone for about five days!" Johnny said.
"She's only 12!" I said to him.
"Have someone babysit her or something!" He shouted. I rolled my eyes.
I only have a couple months to decide what I'm going to do with Emma when im back wrestling full time and she has school. I know I can't have someone babysit her everytime I'm gone, but, maybe having, say…Colt, yeah, Colt. Maybe having him watch her could help figure out how she could do with me gone for a long period of time, since sometimes we're gone for 2 weeks at a time.
"I'll get someone to keep an eye on here," I told him, as he smiled.
"Good, I'll e-mail you your official access schedule this weekend," he said, then getting up and heading toward the door, but then turned around and shot me a smirk. "See you next week, Punk." Then he left, leaving me alone. I sighed. Hopefully, this turns out good.