Chapter 4:
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ohkayyy , so since I don't have time to update , I'll just upload another installment of this [x I have so many chapters of this that I might just update this once or twice a week to sate everyone's thirst as I finish up my semester ! I am sooo close to getting straight A's and a 4.2 GPA that I am DYINGG ! Anyways , if you don't know what I'm talking about , please check out my profile . I usually pst updates on my writing and updating status, so if I dont update for a while then there will more ikely than not be a response as to why on my profile . Oh , as for the two reviewers of this story , THANK YOUU ! I love you both , you are amazinggg !:D Anyways , enjoy Istella's view of things , and BTW , I DONT OWN ANYTHING , except for my ideas and Istella [: Au revoirr !
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ISTELLA'S POV-
After a painstakingly awkward car ride home, we reached Randy's home. He got out of the car immediately, grabbing my bags. I fumbled with the door, getting out, and Randy glanced at me quickly. Just as fast, Randy strode to the house, leaving us all to let ourselves inside. Following quickly, I saw his back as he walked up the stairs. I followed in silence, wondering if he was going to throw my bags out of a window for kicks or something. He walked into a room and put the bags down. I stopped at the doorway and looked on in silence. He swiveled around, brushing past me. He stopped and and looked at me with his piercing eyes, no emotion on his face.
"That's your room." Randy walked away then, and as soon as he had descended down the stairs, I let out a deep breath. I didn't know what I had done to deserve his complete and utter hate, but I felt like I had shoved a stick up his ass or something. I walked to my bags and pulled out a white tank and a pair of shorts, deciding to change and relax. Wh not relax right now? I knew that I would be too nervous around Randy to ever be relaxed, so I should take advantage of the moment. Closing the door, I changed out of my business suit and tied up my hair. I grabbed my phone out of my bag, dialing a number that could let me vent and bring me comfort.
"Hey baby, how are you?" I smiled immediately at Sean's voice. He had been my best friend since elementary school, and was the one person who accepted and loved me for all my attributes as well as my faults. I dropped onto the bed, sighing.
"Hey Sean, I just got my assignment..." I trailed off, and I heard Sean's gasp. He watched WWE, so my assignment was a big deal to him.
"Who is it? Stells, if you have John Cena as your assignment then spill right now!" I giggled at Sean's voice, shaking my head. I should mention now... he's bi. He was into girls, but there was sometimes a guy who would catch his eye. It was one of the many fun things about him that I loved.
"I think you should guess. It's pretty... eh." I smirked as I heard Sean 'hmm' into the phone.
"Is it... Cody Rhodes? I know that I'm going out with Andrea right now, but if Cody ever came into my life then I would drop anyone like a bad habit for him!" I laughed, trying to keep my voice low.
"Sean, sweetie, I don't think he rolls that way. Sorry! How is Andrea, by the ways?" Andrea was a great girl, and I was glad that Sean had found her. She kept him out of trouble, and we were good friends, too.
"He doesn't? Damn... just kidding, I love Drea, I wouldn't dump her for anyone! She's good, she misses you though. We all do, actually. Going to Santa Monica Pier and the Promenade without you is like getting a chocolate milkshake and drinking it warm, there's not that much enjoyment." I grinned at his analogy, and I heard him chuckle too.
"Awwwh, how sweet of you! I'm guessing Andrea said that though, line stealer!" I grinned as Sean laughed over the phone, trying to justify himself.
"No! It was all me baby, you know how I do." I smiled at his attempt to act cool. My laughter faded as he continued on, "So who is your assignment? You changed the subject... oh no, it's bad, isn't it?" I heard his concern as he deciphered my mood. It was weird how he always knew what was wrong with me. I sighed in defeat.
"Yeah, it's bad. It's like I stabbed him with a pencil or something, he hates me, and he hated me before I even said anything to him," I groaned into the phone, falling back into the pillows of the bed. Sean gasped, and I pressed my lips together as I waited for his response.
"Is it... oh my gosh you got the bitchiest yet sexiest man! Randy Orton! Shut up!" Even though I was a little upset at the topic of discussion, I laughed at Sean.
"Yes, Sean. You're right, but I wouldn't say that he's the sexiest or anything." I remembered his face, and felt a small chill when I remembered his face. He seemed so cold and emotionless, yet he was devastatingly handsome, I had to admit it.
"Stell, don't deny it. Right now you're thinking about Randy's brooding face and having an orgasm just thinking about it!" I laughed loudly at this, smothering my face into a pillow so nobody in the house would hear me.
"Dude, that's gross! And just because you jack off to his matches doesn't mean that I get off by staring at him," I shot back, trying to embarrass him.
"Oh sweetie, you know it! I think about his sexy ass all day every day! Nice try with the gay joke, too bad its somewhat true. And you soo think he's hot, I know you too well for you to lie!" I heard him laugh into the phone, and I imagined Sean's face, his green eyes twinkling as he grinned devilishly, winking at me. I smiled.
"Stop it, Sean! You are such a perv, I thought gay and bi guys were supposed to be sweet and caring!" I grinned as Sean laughed louder.
"Sweetie, I love you, and you know I'm sweet and I care about you like we're joined at the hip, but I can't stop being a guy just to please you!" I laughed, relaxing into the bed as I looked at the pale yellow walls of the room, the sunlight from the large bay window brightening it even more.
"Yeah yeah yeah, I know it. I just wish you could keep your sexual thoughts to yourself!" I heard him chuckle, and then another voice in the background.
"Hey Stells, Drea's here and we have reservations to that movie theatre in LA Live, so I gotta jet! But Drea wants to talk to you first. Love you baby, bye!"
"Bye," I said as I heard muffled noises over the phone.
"Istella! I miss you so much! I wish you were here with us again, it sucks without you!" I heard Andrea's voice, light and giggly, and I couldn't help put laugh a little.
"I miss you, too, Andrea! Seriously, it sucks not having you guys around." I frowned as I thought of our times together.
"I know, but in four months you can be back, and we can all hang out again! And who's to say that we wont be seeing you during your four month tour of the USA?" Andrea's voice was dripping with excitement and expectation.
"I hope that happens!" I imagined them being here with me, and wished more than anything that they were here with me.
"Hopefully! Well we gotta go, talk to you later Stella, bye!"
"Bye." I ended the call and put my phone down, frowning. I finally realized how solitary this room was. The walls were warm, and the bed was comfortable, but I felt cold still. I pulled my legs to my chest, closing my eyes as I tried clearing my mind. After a few minutes, I got up, pulling my laptop, earphones, and iTouch out of my bag. I set everything down, opening my laptop, but then I felt the annoying urge to pee. I squeezed my eyes shut, knowing that I would have to ask where the bathroom was.
I descended the staircase, hearing the voices in the living room. I stopped at the end of the staircase, and everyone stopped talking, staring at me. Everyone except for Randy, that is. He kept watching the television, and realized that he was watching one of my favorite shows, LA Ink. I watched him, thinking back to what Sean had said. Randy's face was relaxed as he watched the television, and he looked gorgeous. His eyes flickered to everyone in the living room, and I decided to get his attention.
"Umm, Randy, excuse me." I waited as his face froze, then his head turned, his cold eyes looking over me briefly before he looked right into my face, eyebrow raised. "Where's the bathroom?" I felt my face go red, and I saw Randy's face twitch. He turned to Cody.
"Cody, show her the bathroom." Randy turned back to the television, and Cody pushed himself off of the couch, and walked up to me.
"Sorry, is this a little embarrassing?" Cody sounded sympathetic, and I saw Randy flinch as Cody led me upstairs.
"Just a little," I said a little sarcastically, and I smiled. Cody laughed, nodding.
"Yeah... so I thought I heard voices upstairs. Were you talking to..." Cody trailed off, and I laughed.
"Oh, I was on the phone with my bestfriend Sean. He's bi, and he was making all these jokes about how he'd dump his girlfriend to be with you, and then he said he was kidding and I think I'm going to stop talking now." We had reached a door, and Cody was laughing, and I felt my face getting more red by the minute.
"Should I be flattered by that?" I smiled at him and shrugged.
"I guess so, he only acts gay for guys that he thinks are especially hot." I laughed at Cody's expression. "I'm kidding! He said he was totally joking."
"Oh that's good," Cody said, his face relaxing. "Hey, why don't you hang out with us downstairs?" I shrugged, not wanting to reveal how uncomfortable I was around Randy.
"Busy with work and stuff. I kind of need to use the bathroom now..." I trailed off as Cody nodded, smiling.
"Alright, sorry about that. Can we hang out later though? We all want to get to know you better." I nodded, and he smiled wider.
"Thanks for helping out," I said, as I walked into the bathroom. I shut the door and heard his footsteps as he walked away. I used the bathroom, and washed my hands, looking at myself in the mirror. "Oh God..." I mumbled to myself as I saw how I looked. My tank was showing my stomach off, but thankfully it just barely covered my bellybutton piercing. My shorts were a little too revealing for being in front of the many guys who seemed to be friends with Randy, and I made a mental note to save the shorts for hotel rooms when I was alone.
Walking back into my room, I sat in the middle of the giant bed, popping in my earphones as I put on 'Surrender' by Billy Talent on loop on my iTouch. I opened up Microsoft Word on my laptop and went straight onto AIM. I smiled as I saw some of the people who were on. I clicked on a special screenname and started typing.
IstellaKelley: Ariellee !
I looked at my screenname, remembering my last few days in California. Sean had made me change my screenname so our new screennames were IstellaKelley and SeanShapiro. I saw a little icon that meant Arielle, the girl whom I had IMed, was typing.
ArielleBbyy: STELLA! BABYY I MISS YOOO!
IstellaKelley: I miss you too ! I need my blonde bestie right about noww :[
ArielleBbyy: Well you can't have Sean ALL the timee! JUSTKIDDING, I know you mean me right noww, even though Sean IS your blonde bestfriend!
IstellaKelley: Ughh , you SO know what I mean ! I already talked to Sean AND Drea , they're going to that new theatre today , without me *sniffle* :[
ArielleBbyy: Awww sweetheart, whats wrongg? And don't give me any bs!:(
IstellaKelley: Nothingg , Im fine ! Why ?
ArielleBbyy: Stella, Im not stupid, whats up? Did you get that assignment thingy yet?
IstellaKelley: Yuppp , and dont bother asking , he's not someone for your scoutingg [;
ArielleBbyy: It's finee, Danny's all I need for now ;) NOW WHATS WRONG?
IstellaKelley: Alright alright !
Geez you have a temper right now -.-
ArielleBbyy: ...
IstellaKelley: KIDDING ;D And its just that my assignment is Randy Orton , and he hates me for no reason , UGHH ! *stomps feet and pouts*
ArielleBbyy: Sweetie, are you sure you're not on drugs right noww? You're freaking DROP DEAD GORGEOUSS, no guy can hate you!
IstellaKelley: Well Im not on drugs (ewww) , and he HATES me .
ArielleBbyy: OH HOT DAYUMM, I just googled him, he's a SEXY BEASTT :D
IstellaKelley: ... *facepalm*
ArielleBbyy: I guess I can see why you're upset ;)
IstellaKelley: NOT EVENN ! He's just acting like I'm a pain in his ass that wont go away or somethingg !D;
ArielleBbyy: Stellssss, just chilll! He'll come around eventually :) Just be totally unemotional with him! NO NICEY NICE, and NO MEANNESS, NO NOTHINGG.
IstellaKelley: Ugh fineee , you make it sound like it's EASY !
ArielleBbyy: Trust me it is :) Hey pizzas here, brb while i pay and get backk :)
I heard footsteps and I wondered who it was. I didn't look up, and stared straight at my computer screen. I knew who it was the moment they passed my room. Randy's eyes were piercing a hole through my head as he passed, but I pretended not to notice, typing out a reply to Arielle. Once he passed I breathed a sigh of relief, but I could have sworn that I had heard him laugh.
IstellaKelley: Alrightt :[
I saw that Arielle was typing, and felt a wave of relief at having someone to talk to.
ArielleBbyy: Mmmm, pepperoni pizza, YUMM!^-^ OMG what happeneddd? Why another sad facee? I HATE SAD FACES ON YOU, THEYRE UGLYY :(
IstellaKelley: Sorrryyy , I love you Ariellee ! I'll stopp .
ArielleBbyy: Ok then, but WHAT HAPPENED? Did he just cuss you out or something with that amazing deep voice of his ?
Im watching youtube vids of him btw x)
IstellaKelley: You are something elsee ... he just passed by my room and stared a hole into my head ! GAHHHH . My life sucks .
ArielleBbyy: Ohhh babyyy, don't worry! He's just an ass! A hot, sexy, totally sexable, sexy hunky... what was I saying again?
IstellaKelley: .
ArielleBbyy: OH RIGHT. He's an ass, finalll :)
IstellaKelley: You'd have sex with anything shirtless and muscular.
ArielleBbyy: *gaspp* NOT TRUE. I'm so hurt and offended D; They'd have to me shirtless, muscular, and TANN ;) *hint hint*
IstellaKelley: I'm ditching you .
ArielleBbyy: NOOO! "If you could see that I'm the one who understands you! Been here all along! WHY CANT YOU SEEEE? YOU BELONG WITH MEEE!"
IstellaKelley: Byeee loserr .
ArielleBbyy: NO! I'll stopp, promise!:(
IstellaKelley: This is your last chance , ohkayy ?...
ArielleBbyy: Alrightt :D HEYY, check out the parody of the song 'Just the Way You Are'! It's called 'Only From Afar' :) HILARIOUSS xD
IstellaKelley: Ohh goddd , Sean sent me that [x I told him that the crossdresser was him in 10 years and he got offended !
ArielleBbyy: DAYUM, you're mean! But thats freaking hilarious x)
IstellaKelley: I knoww right ? Oh , Cody Rhodes , google himm , now HE'S your typee ;)
ArielleBbyy: Alright, gimme a sec...
HE IS FINEEE. He doesn't fit the 'tan' category, but thats ok ;)
IstellaKelley: Hahaha ! I knew itt [;
ArielleBbyy: Danny is hotter tho!
IstellaKelley: Of course he is :P
ArielleBbyy: Hey I gotta go turn in for the night! I have an early shift tmrw at work :/
IstellaKelley: Alrighttt , ttyl , goodnightt love [:
ArielleBbyy: Night Stella lovee, and STAY STRONG, and rememberr, NO EMOTIONS.
IstellaKelley: I'm not doing that ! Geez ! Byee !
ArielleBbyy: Finee, but promise me you'll find a guy while you're there! Dont get hung up on this bastard that's hating you!
IstellaKelley: Alright I promise ! NOW GO TO SLEEEP .
ArielleBbyy: Dayumm, aight MOMM. Goodnighttt :)
ARIELLEBBY HAS SIGNED OFF.
I sighed as I closed the chat screen. I had no idea what to do so I could pass the long amount of time. I would have interviewed Randy, but I knew that would have to wait until he didn't hate me.
Getting off of the bed, I went into my bag, pulling out a book. I closed my laptop and wrapped my earphones around my iTouch, stuffing them into the bag. I sat back down into the middle of the bed, pulling my legs to my chest as I started to read.
I was completely engulfed in the book, oblivious to everything around me as the time flew by. Before I knew it, the sun had set and I had to get up to turn on the light in the room. As I reseated myself I heard footsteps on the staircase. I saw a shadow, and smiled a little as I saw Cody. He seemed a little nervous, or regretful, but I had no idea why.
"Hi," I said quietly. His face flickered, and he forced a smile.
"Hey Istella." Cody walked into the room and sat at the foot of the bed. "What're you reading?"
"Oh, just this book by Sarah Dessen. Its nothing really..." I closed the book and put it next to me, not wanting to seem rude. Suddenly, Cody's eyes flashed apologetically, but I had no idea why. His hand then floated until it was resting on m knee. He started sliding it higher, and I grabbed his hand.
"What are you doing?" I looked at him, completely shocked.
"Come on, Randy doesn't have to find out." I felt sick as he grinned evilly. Somehow I knew this wasnt how he really was, but I was still disgusted.
"Cody, please leave, now. I don't care about getting caught, I just don't want to!" I spoke quietly, not wanting to attract attention, but wanting him to stop.
"Baby, please, I know how to make you scream my name all night long." He smirked, and I raised my eyebrows. I got up, staring at him hard.
"Cody, don't come any closer. I don't think I want to see the worlds smallest dick right now." Even though I was scared, my voice didn't quaver. Cody jumped off the bed and pushed me into a wall roughly. I flinched as my head smacked the wall, and I couldn't help but notice his face flash with concern. He quickly had the mask of carelessness back again.
"I don't give a fuck what you think. I'll show you just how small my dick really is." Cody smiled as he stared at me, and I tried to speak, but he put his hand over my mouth, muffling my voice.
My eyes darted towards the door as I heard a noise. Randy was standing there, looking at us with an unreadable expression. Cody turned just as quickly, and froze.
"Cody, what the hell are you doing? Let go of the girl." Randy's voice was menacing, and I felt a shiver at how dangerous he sounded. Cody let go of me, taking a few steps back. I immediately felt the back of my head, tears brimming at the sharp pain. I glared at Cody's head, wanting to kick him in the balls so there wouldn't be any possibilities of Cody Jr.'s in the future.
"Hey, let me explain! She was all over me, she wanted it rough-" I gritted my teeth, wanting to fly at Cody. I knew that it would be pointless though, because he was too strong.
"I don't give a flying fuck. Out. Now. Go downstairs." Randy spoke flatly, pointing out the door. Cody hung his head and left, his footsteps thudding on the steps. Randy stared at the floor, not showing any emotion on his face. Building up courage, I spoke quietly.
"Thanks." Randy's head darted up, and for the slightest second I thought I saw something in his face, but it was covered by his mask once again.
"Stop wearing clothes that'll tempt them." Shocked, I swallowed hard, looking at the ground. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. No way in hell was I going to do that! "There's a lock on the door." I still didn't look up, even though his voice was a little less harsh, because my eyes were stinging and my throat was lodged. He turned and left, and I collapsed onto the bed, letting my tears fall. My head was still hurting, but I ignored it.
After a while I heard footsteps, and I knew it was Randy because his room was upstairs. I could tell that he hadn't bothered looking into my room, and I was glad, because if he had looked then he would have seen me at my most vulnerable. I changed into some PJs and turned off the light, curling into a small ball in the middle of the large, lonely room.
I woke up in the middle of the night, and knew that it wasn't time to get up. I stretched out, my eyes swollen from crying earlier. I rubbed them and got up, pulling my iTouch and my earphones from my bag. I got back into bed, playing 'Nothing to Lose' by Billy Talent as my eyes drifted closed.
I woke up as I saw the bright light in my room. I paused my iTouch and got up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. That was when I noticed the figure in my room. It was...
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I spoke quietly, glaring at him. My head was still throbbing from his actions. Cody shot his hands up, not moving from the bay window seat.
"I just came to apologize." He watched me as I sat up in bed.
"Apology not accepted." I rolled my eyes as I wrapped my earphones around my iTouch, and got up, stowing it away.
"Wait, Istella. Just hear me out, please?" He stared at me pleadingly, and I sat down at the side of the bed, crossing my arms.
"You have one minute." I watched as Cody's face went from surprise to embarrassment.
"You see, me and everyone else wanted Randy to be nice to you, so we thought that playing the sympathy card would be a good idea, so everyone voted to have me be the one to harass you. I really am sorry about that. I swear I didn't mean to hurt you!" He spoke passionately, his eyes expressing his regret. I sighed, getting up.
"You guys shouldn't worry about getting him to be nice to me. I don't really care. I forgive you... on one condition." I looked at him, smiling, and he smiled back, shooting up.
"Of course! What is it?" He stared at me curiously as I winced from the pain in my head.
"Get me aspirin and water, please. My head is killing me!" I moaned, grasping my head and sitting down. Cody frowned and came up to me, removing my hands from my head.
"Let me see, how hard did I push you yesterd- Oh God! Istella, this is a pretty hefty bump, I'm so sorry!" Cody prodded at my head, and I flinched as he touched the small bump.
"It's okay Cody, seriously. Just get me aspirin and thats payback enough."
"Alright." Cody dashed out of the room and returned moments later with the pills and water. I took it and I swallowed the pill with the water, and gave him a hug, which he returned.
"Thanks," I said as I walked to the bathroom. He waved and smiled, leaving so I could have some privacy. I freshened up and pulled my hair into a ponytail, but didn't bother changing out of my pajamas. I walked downstairs and followed the sound of the voices. Smelling food, I realized that they were in the kitchen. John and Brandon were cooking in the kitchen, as Cody, Ted and Christienne, their interviewer, were sitting at the table. They were all laughing and talking animatedly.
"Hey Istella. Did the aspirin help?" Cody looked at me sympathetically, and I nodded, smiling.
"It's fine, honestly. It doesn't hurt anymore." I smiled at him, and everyone turned and stared at me. I felt relief that there were no unfriendly or cold glares in the mix.
"Sit down here!" Cody patted the chair and I walked over, sitting.
"Istella, do you eat big breakfasts usually?" I turned to look at John, who was grinning as he mixed a large bowl of pancake batter. I shrugged at him.
"Sometimes. I usually get by on coffee and a little snack though." I giggled as John turned to Brandon, and I saw the powder which was smeared over the side of his face.
"Brandon! More pancake mix!" He waited, and Brandon groaned, looking exasperated.
"More? More? Are we feeding a village or something? Fatasses..." I laughed, and Brandon shot me a quick smile.
"Do you like music, Istella?" I turned to Cody and nodded.
"Music is seriously, like, the one thing in my life that I definitely can't live without. My iTouch is my baby!" I smiled as everyone laughed.
"That's funny, Randy's the same, always listening to music..." Ted mused, trailing off. I felt something twist inside of me at the mention of Randy, but shook it off.
"So what kind of music do you listen to, Istella?" I turned back to Cody, and thought about it.
"Well, I love rock, and some hip-hop and rap is good too. Lately I've been listening to this Canadian rock band called Billy Talent, they're amazing! And I like this song called 'We No Speak Americano', oh and 'Teach Me How to Dougie'. *Dougie-ing is more of a west coast thing, I don't know if you guys have ever heard of it-" I was cut off as Christienne spoke up.
"Oh, I love that song, and I can dougie!" He grinned as he pushed a few buttons on his phone. The starting beat of 'Teach Me How to Dougie' played, and I grinned. "They be like Smooth, what, can you teach me how to dougie? You know why? Cause all the bitches love me. All I need is a beat that super bumpin and for you, you, you to back it up..." Christienne started singing along, and I joined him, and then Brandon joined in too, leaving John, Cody, and Ted to watch us with amused looks.
"I may live in Cali but I think I'm too old to know about what's hip nowadays..." I laughed at John, and looked at Cody and Ted.
"I have no idea what this song is!" Cody said, raising his hands up. I got up then, and pulled Christienne up with me.
"Let's dougie and jerk! Come on!" I started dougie-ing, adding a few moves of my own, and everyone laughed and cheered quietly. Christienne joined in, and Brandon went down as he dougied as a certain part of the song played. The song ended and I sat down. Christienne laughed as he sat back down, and he shook his head.
"You're good!" I smiled at Christienne and nodded my head.
"Thank you, you're not too bad yourself!" I high-fived Christienne, glad that I was becoming friends with all of them. We settled down and conversed quietly until we heard footsteps. I turned towards the archway, and tried to stop my face from getting heated.
Randy was standing there, his shirt practically painted to his body. He looked like a different man when compared to the day before. His eyes were no longer baggy or bloodshot, his face was smooth and clean-shaven, and he just seemed more alert and put-together.
"Hey, he's alive!" I heard John from behind me, but I still stared at Randy. Randy nodded once to John, and then gave a once-over to everyone, stopping briefly as he looked me up and down. He seemed to be in deep thought, but I looked away, not willing to decipher his thoughts, because my face was getting more and more red by the moment.
"Wow Randy, you seem more alive than yesterday! Shower did you some good." Cody smiled hesitantly at Randy, and I wondered if Randy knew that what had gone down was just a ploy. I peeked as Randy out of the corner of my eye and saw his jaw clench, but he nodded once to Cody.
Everyone had already claimed a spot at the table, putting their glasses of water or juice at their seating area. The only spot which was not taken happened to be next to me. I held my breath as Randy walked over pulling the chair out and to the side, farther away from me. He sat down on the edge of the chair, and I felt awkward.
"Here's the food!" I heard John's voice exclaim loudly. He brought out the food with Brandon and set it down with a lot of fanfare. I smiled at him as he set down the food.
"We thought you'd love it!" John laughed as he put down a plate of food in front of Randy. Randy stared at the plate which had pancakes shaped to spell out his initials.
"Thanks," I heard Randy say almost inaudibly. He started to eat, and John made tutting noises.
"Seems like that shower didn't wash away your crappy mood." I wondered if John was the person who always pushed Randy's buttons, or maybe he just didn't know that he was pissing Randy off.
"So Istella, do you like the pancakes we made you? Brandon wanted to make them." I looked at my pancakes for the first time, and saw that there were two somewhat lopsided musical notes in pancake form on my plate. I grinned and nodded.
"Yeah, thanks, I appreciate it." I ate silently, apart from my thanks to John and Brandon.
Randy got up suddenly, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. I looked up at him, as did everyone else.
"Where you off to?" Ted asked, biting into a strip of bacon.
"I'm going to the gym. Be back in an hour." Randy walked out, and everyone just looked around and shrugged.
"I think I'll pass for today..." Cody said, hesitating. Everyone else nodded, and I got up quietly.
"I'll be right back," I said, going upstairs. I saw Randy in his room and stood silently by the door. He was shirtless, and I had to stop the thoughts flowing into my mind as I saw his figure. He was perfect, and it was torture seeing him this way.
Randy turned and looked at me, and he just stared. I didn't know why, but I felt like I was Randy's prey, and any second he was going to strike. He pulled on a muscle shirt quickly, stopping my ogling, and I spoke quickly, not wanting to lose my confidence.
"Um Mr. Orton, could I come with you to the gym? I need to get photos of you, and some gym shots would be good." I saw Randy's face flash with irritation, and he got up.
"I have to go do a few personal things apart from the gym. Sorry." He grabbed his gym bag and walked past me. I couldn't help but feel like this was a very crappy way to blow me off. I sighed and went into my room, straightening out the bed and pulling the curtains open. I sat on my bed, wondering what I was going to do for the day.
I had ended up being dragged with everyone to the mall, and I had to admit, it was fun. When we got back to the house, Randy was there, watching tv.
"Oh hey Randy! When did you get here?" Cody spoke nicely, and Randy shrugged, getting up.
"We have to get to the arena in an hour for the house show. Hurry up and get ready." Everyone started going to their guest rooms, and I went to mine, too, hurrying to get my iTouch and my cellphone. I turned and was shocked to see Brandon.
"So Istella, I had a really good time today." He gave me a big smile, and I stopped myself from laughing in his face. He had done that to all of the girls back in training, and he had slept with them, and it just so happened that I, the only girl who hadn't slept with him, was also the only girl who was put on an assignment.
"I did too," I said before I could stop myself. Ugh, I was getting desperate. But then again, maybe Brandon had changed? And I had promised Arielle that I would date around a little.
"Do you want to go out for dinner tonight?" I heard Randy walk past, and for some reason that made me hesitate in my response.
"Uhmm, well... sure. I'd like that." I smiled at him as he nodded. He left my room, and I sat on the edge of my bed. I was keeping my promise to Arielle by going out with Brandon, and he was actually pretty good-looking... so why did I feel like I had made a bad choice?
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