Wednesday 13th February
WWERollins: Be a part of something real. #believeintheshield WWE #RAW
Sitting in her car outside the University, Alexa smiled after reading Colby's tweet and seeing the attached image of The Shield's new shirt, which had just been made available to buy online.
Coincidentally, she had on the same shirt.
Along with Jon, Joe and Colby, she had been given several of them to wear and promote. She turned on the camera and quickly snapped a selfie, making sure she got in her upper body, before replying to his tweet.
RealSierra: Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere #believeintheshield
She shoved her phone back into her handbag and stepped out of the car, smoothing down her shirt before making her way over to the entrance.
After stopping and signing some autographs and taking some photos with a few fans, she finally made it inside Full Sail; a pair of strong arms wrapping around her waist and hoisting her into the air almost as soon as she stepped inside the building.
''Matt!'' She shrieked as she swung her around. ''Put me down, fucker!''
The tattooed man dropped her onto her feet and she let out a small huff, pulling down her shirt which had ridden up thanks to his manhandling of her.
He laughed. ''Didn't think you were going to make it.''
''Yeah, well, it takes time to look this good.''
He rose a brow, eyes running up and down her body appreciatively. ''Can't argue with that.''
''Ah, this must be the famous Lex I keep hearing about.''
Alexa turned to see a tall, ginger man standing there with a friendly smile on his face, finding him vaguely familiar. ''Good things, I hope?''
''Of course.''
Matt stepped forward. ''Lex, this Rami Sebei, or El Generico. He hasn't picked a new ring name yet.'' He turned to the other man. ''Ram, this is-''
''Alexa Torres, or Sierra, as she's better known.'' The man finished with a grin, extending his hand. ''I know, we've met before, albeit fleetingly.''
She accepted his hand, her face scrunching up in confusion. ''We have?''
Matt let out a loud snort. ''Well, you obviously made a lasting impression...''
Rami slapped a hand over his heart, feigning hurt. ''You don't remember meeting me?''
''... Sorry.''
''It was at a Ring of Honor show in New York, 2010, I think. I was teaming with Cabana against Kevin Steen and Steve Corino... you were out with your neck injury and you were visiting Colt, he was annoyed because-''
''Because I was too busy catching up with Shelton and Charlie to pay him any attention!'' She finished with a smile. ''I remember now, I think it was September eleventh, because we did the whole two minutes silence thing before the event.''
''That's right.'' Rami nodded. ''I think Colby had his last match that night, it was right before he reported to developmental.''
''Colby was there too?'' She exclaimed, her eyes wide with surprise. ''Man, it's a small world, huh?''
''You coming out with us tonight, Lex?'' Matt questioned. ''Saraya did ask you, right?''
''I'm not sure, maybe, it depends what time Jon's flight gets in.''
''He's a big boy, I'm sure he can get a ride with Colby or Joe.'' Matt pouted and dropped down to his knees, wrapping his arms around her waist before pleading. ''Please? We've missed you.''
Rami laughed as the man bat his eyelashes up at Alexa, the woman rolling her eyes; knowing he wouldn't give up until she agreed.
She huffed. ''You know I can't resist the puppy eyes...''
After making some arrangements with Matt and Rami, she left the pair, the former wandering off to find Kevin Kiley to go over their match for the NXT taping later that night. She was on her way to the women's locker room to find Danielle and Saraya, when she ran into a familiar face that made her own light up in a beaming smile.
''Darren!''
She wrapped her arms around his neck while he wrapped his around her waist to lift her gently from the floor. They stayed that way for a moment before he released her and stepped back, regarding her with a fond smile.
''It's good to see you, Alexandra, it's been far too long.'' He placed a hand on her shoulder, starting to steer her over to a room just down the hallway. ''Come on, let's grab a cuppa.''
''So, how are things with you and young Jonathan?''
She smiled over the rim of the cup, blowing down on the hot liquid. ''They're good, thank you.''
''You know, I had an inkling there was something going on between the pair of you.'' Darren narrowed his eyes at her playfully. ''But you insisted you were just friends.''
''That was before we were actually together, we were just... uh...''
''I think I understand, no need to go into any detail, pet.'' He held his hand up, letting out an awkward laugh.
''Sorry.'' Alexa let out a soft snort before sipping her tea. ''But, he's great, I've never really felt like this before, not even with Randy. It's like... do you ever just want to sit next to someone and listen to everything they could possibly say about anything ever just because you like their face and their voice and their general existence?''
He smiled. ''I'm glad you're happy, I really am. The difference in you now compared to when you first moved to Florida, is immense.''
She lowered her head. ''I'm sorry you had to deal with me like that, I was... when I'm hurt, I kind of shut down and turn into a total sarcastic bitch. I shut off my emotions, and act indifferent towards everything to hide the fact that it's killing me inside.''
He leaned over the table, placing his hand on top of hers. ''You have absolutely nothing to apologize for, flower.''
She shook her head. ''No, no, I do. I was awful when I first came here, but for some reason, you still stuck with me. Honestly, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today.''
''Don't be silly, you did this all yourself.'' A faint blush warmed the man's cheeks.
''You were the one who persuaded me to start making friends here, if I hadn't, then I never would have got my confidence back.'' She told him softly. ''I never would have managed to get back in that ring. I never would have found Jon... it's all because of you. So, thank you.''
The Englishman lifted his head to meet her gaze and Alexa was taken aback to find his eyes clouded with tears. She got to her feet and moved around the table to perch in the chair beside him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder.
''I didn't mean to make you cry...''
''Sorry, ignore me.'' He croaked, sending her a small smile as his arm moved up to mimic hers. ''I'm just being a soppy old git.''
''I mean it though, I owe you a lot.''
''Just seeing you back in that ring is payment enough, young lady... I don't think I've ever met anyone who was made to do this more than you. If you were my daughter I would be so, so proud of you. I bet your old man is watching down on you, pleased as punch...''
''Oh my God, Lex, ew, that's disgusting!''
''What?'' She cried around the tortilla chip she had just shoved into her mouth, eyeing the British woman defensively. ''Why is it that people can have other people's genitals in their mouths but as soon as I eat a Dorito off the floor, I'm dirty?''
Matt let out a snort from beside her, shaking his head in amusement. ''Oh, I've missed you, Lex.''
''She's right, pet, that's mingin'.'' Benjamin scrunched up his nose in disgust.
Alexa's brows furrowed in confusion and she glanced at Matt, mouthing 'Minging?' in question, the man shrugging in response.
''It means you're a dirty bitch!'' Saraya declared loudly, clinking her glass with her fellow Brit.
''Aye, what she said.''
''You're just jealous because my DeltaWave is better than your lame Red Arrow.''
''Yeah, keep dreaming love.'' Ben scoffed, raising his glass to his lips.
She gasped in mock outrage and turned to Matt, pouting. ''Mines better, right?''
''They're both equally as awesome.''
''As my fellow Countryman, you're supposed to take my side.'' Alexa told him haughtily.
''Aren't you Mexican?'' Saraya interjected with a snort.
''Mexican Canadian.'' She corrected. ''But that's besides the point. You're supposed to have my back, bro!''
''Fine, yours is the best, ever!'' He told her, dramatically flailing his arms in the air as he spoke. ''Happy?''
She nodded, poking her tongue out at Ben childishly.
''Come on, let's finish up our drinks and meet up with the others.'' Saraya demanded, quickly downing her vodka and coke. ''I think they're at the karaoke bar.''
''There ain't no mountain high enough. Ain't no valley low enough. Ain't no river wide enough. To keep me from getting to you.''
Half an hour later, Alexa was found up on stage at the karaoke bar with Bill 'Colin Cassady' Morrissey, belting out Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell's hit song, their raucous group of friends cheering them on while snapping some photos.
The song soon come to a close and the pair laughed as Danielle and Tenille practically shoved them off the stage, their song of choice being 'Pour Some Sugar On Me' by Def Leppard.
''You've got an awesome voice, Billy!'' Alexa gushed, linking her arm through his as they pushed through the crowd.
''Thanks. And I told you, stop calling me Billy.''
She just giggled, slipping her arm from his as they reached their friends and moving over to the table to pick up her drink.
''Ready to get this party started?'' Matt turned to smirk at her.
Her eyes dropped down to the table where a long line of shots were waiting and a small groan escaped her.
''I don't know, Matt, I'm already feeling pretty buzzed. Jon will kill me if he comes back and I'm completely out of it.''
''Nah, he'll be fine.'' He assured her. ''Come on, live a little.''
''Urgh, fine.''
''I just want my bed, dude.''
''We'll be in and out, five minutes, tops.''
''That's what she said.''
Jon snorted, rolling his eyes at his companions they entered the bar; Joe behind him and Colby bringing up the rear. Their flight had landed a little while ago and after receiving several nonsensical messages from his girlfriend, he had called Bill to see what was going on.
There was a large stage set up in the corner of the bar area and he chuckled when he spotted Alexa clambering over to the microphone with Saraya.
She looked just as beautiful as ever; dressed casually in a pair of denim cut off shorts, her Converse and one of her old Guns 'N Roses tank tops. She grabbed the microphone with one hand, the other had a firm hold on a bottle of Corona.
''Oh, Jesus...'' Colby choked out a laugh, recognizing the music that had just started and quickly whipping his phone out to record the women. ''This is going to be awesome.''
''This one is for the boys with the booming system, top down, AC with the cooling system. When he come up in the club, he be blazin' up, got stacks on deck like he savin' up. And he ill, he real, he might got a deal. He pop bottles and he got the right kind of bill. He cold, he dope, he might sell coke. He always in the air, but he never fly coach. He a motherfucking trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship. When he make it drip, drip kiss him on the lip, lip. That's the kind of dude I was lookin' for, and yes you'll get slapped if you're lookin' hoe-''
Jon's eyebrows shot into his hairline as he watched her sing out the first part of the song, turning to look at Joe, who had a similar look of shock on his face. She was rapping along with the music in perfect timing, not an easy feat, especially considering how drunk she obviously was.
Saraya started on the chorus, her English accent making the whole thing even funnier to Colby, who was in stitches as he recorded.
''This one is for the boys in the polos, entrepreneur niggas & the moguls. He could ball with the crew, he could solo, but I think I like him better when he dolo. And I think I like him better with the fitted cap on, he ain't even gotta try to put the mack on. He just gotta give me that look, when he give me that look, then the panties comin' off, off, uh-''
''She's full of surprises, huh?''
Jon let out a chuckle, nodding at the Samoan. ''She sure is.''
The two women quickly became a crowd favourite and he could see a lot of people, obviously wrestling fans, holding their phones up to take some photos; he could only imagine they would be flying around the internet by morning.
The pair jumped down from the stage and headed toward a table; Jon started to wade through the crowd, leading his friends in the same direction.
''I think someone's here to see you.'' Saraya slurred into her friend's ear.
Alexa turned to see what she was talking about, a smile lighting up her face when she caught sight of Jon's approaching figure. She bounced past the British woman and jumped into his arms; hooking her legs around his waist as she sloppily captured his lips.
''Urgh.'' Saraya grumbled, her lip curling in distaste as she watched the pair.
Jon chuckled against her lips, his arms moving down under her thighs to make sure she wouldn't fall. She pulled back and his blue eyes danced with hers before he set her back down on her feet, his hands pulling her body into his for a tight hug.
She let out a sigh of contentment, closing her eyes as she buried her face in the crook of his neck. ''Missed you.''
''Me too, sweetheart.'' He replied, pulling back and smiling down at her.
''I- Cruella!'' She yelled, spotting Colby over the top of Jon's shoulder.
The man laughed, opening his arms as she ran towards him, barreling into him with a soft grunt. ''Hey, Lexie.''
''What am I, chopped liver?'' Joe piped up from beside him.
''I'm her favourite, dude, what can I say?''
Alexa untangled her arms from the Iowan and wrapped them around the tall man beside him. ''Sorry, Fabio, you know I've missed you too.'' Standing up on her tiptoes, she leaned in close to his ear. ''Shh, don't tell anyone, but he's not my favourite, Jon is.''
The man snorted, pulling back and arching a brow at her. ''I think everyone already knows that, baby girl.''
''They do?'' She asked, her brow knitting together in confusion.
''We do.'' Colby confirmed, laughing at the expression on her face.
''Oh... but you guys know I love you too, right?'' She reached out and looped an arm around Colby's man's neck, pulling him towards her and Joe for a group hug. ''You give me a boner. Not, like, a penis boner, but a boner in my heart... a heart on... an affection erection...''
The two men dissolved into laughter as Jon chuckled, watching in amusement. ''You are very, very drunk...''
Her eye flicked up to meet his, a pout forming on her lips. ''I am not.''
''Oh, she's wasted.'' Saraya interjected with a soft snort. ''It's Matt's fault, he challenged her to a drinking contest.''
Joe shook his head with a wry chuckle. ''That's never good.''
''Did you win?'' Colby asked, glancing down at her.
She let out a scoff as she moved out from between the two men, stumbling over to her boyfriend; leaning into him as she felt the weight of his arm drop over her shoulder.
''Of course I did.''