We arrived to this tattoo parlor in which I followed Jeff inside where I was introduced to Shannon again and to the shop manager in which I followed him to the side where I sat down with him answering questions and letting him look over my resume. The manager seemed to be as chill as Shannon and as Jeff so I had hoped that he was digging me.

"I think that we could find a spot for you here, how are you with computer?"

"Very well, I use it almost day." I said honestly, and he was asking questions on if I could perform the job as I answered truthfully.

"Well consider yourself hired, let me show you around and give you what you will be doing on a daily basis."

"Would I need to wear these heels every day?" I asked curiously.

"No, unless if that is the norm for you." He answered as I nodded as I followed him as he walked me around the shop introducing to everyone and where I would be working along with showing me what I would be need to do every day whilst I worked along with going over my hours and pay. I should be excited that I got hired but yet I felt like I didn't earn or deserve the job because it was a job that was merely handed to me due to who I knew. I didn't apply and it wasn't a fair fight with other applicants but yet I needed a job, and badly. After the small tour of the facility, I found myself sitting at a chair in the lobby area where I would be working starting next week. I wish I could start tomorrow but something dealing with their payroll or whatever the do hickey. I was not complaining because at least I had a job as Jeff walked out with his shirt removed to exposed the freshly inked area on his body.

"I'm going to need your help." Jeff spoke as I looked at him questionably.

"With what?" I asked confused.

"With putting stuff onto my tattoo since I can't reach a lot of new addition." Jeff spoke as I nodded as I stood up following him out to the vehicle after saying good-bye to a few people and thanking the manager of the shop once again before we headed outside. "Congrats princess…" Jeff spoke, I wasn't expecting him to say 'princess' or how to react to that. I simply wanted to ignore it because maybe it slipped out or that ink was getting to him.

"Thanks…." I said sheepishly.

"You want to go get some food? To celebrate?" Jeff asked as I shrugged, "What does that mean? Are you hungry or you not hungry?" Jeff asked as I simply chuckled.

"I'm hungry…" I said truthfully as Jeff smiled.

"Well, what sounds good?" Jeff asked as I looked out the window trying to think about what was coming up during the small drive back to Jeff's place.

"Um…Del Taco?"

"You choose Del Taco for a celebratory meal?"

"Don't be making fun of my love for Mexican food."

"I'm not, choose something else…"

"No, I chose Del Taco." I said as he chuckled and rolled his eyes as he merged into the other lane so he could make a left turn coming up. Jeff pulled into the parking lot of the Del Taco and parked the car. I got out following him into the stand alone restaurant in which he pulled the door open for me as he followed behind me. We got into the non-existent line staring at the menu for a very little amount before we stepped up to the register ordering our food then went to claim one of the many empty tables. I sat at the table fumbling with the straw wrapper that was now empty as Jeff seemed to just be staring at me.

"You know, I never really got to know you…"

"What do you mean?" I asked confused as I tossed the wrapper aside.

"Well, I know you to the extent that I have been training you for the last few months or so but I have never gotten to know you know you besides the wrestler that I am helping you to develop into."

"What do you want to know?" I asked curiously as I heard our number called as he got up to retrieve the food for us. Jeff returned sliding into the booth across from me to face me as he began to separate the food amongst the two of us.

"Like, your family, what you were like as a child, dreams, things like that." Jeff said as I sighed as I began

"Well…my parents divorced when I was in high school but they still lived together under the same roof until my dad could move out because my dad lost his job so he really had nowhere to go. I was the oldest of three and I was the only girl so being tough was something I had to be but by the time the youngest was born I was already in school learning how to play with boys and such."

"Who was the hardest to get along with?"

"Both of them, gah…I hated being the only girl, I swear that the two boys were worse than me." I said with a chuckle as Jeff smiled with a laugh.

"You know, I can probably vouch for that because Matt and I were reckless."

"Boys do some crazy things, I love them to death but man when it got to like middle school, Junior High and such I couldn't stand them. Everything they did annoyed me and vice versa, because when they had friends over they annoyed me and they didn't want 'their older sister intruding on them' which I didn't understand." I said with a sigh.

"Where are they now?" Jeff asked as he sipped at his drink as I sighed.

"Well, my dad moved back to live closer to his family in Florida. My mom lives still in our old house because it's closer to all my relatives and it's not in Cameron. My two brothers, one is still in his four years of university and should be close to graduating soon. The other enlisted into the army so he is stationed overseas on some army base." I said taking a bite out of my taco as Jeff nodded.

"Do you get to see any of your family often?"

"Honestly, not as of late. We all have our own lives going on, my mom used to come into my Target occasionally since I was the only one close to him and not doing anything with their life." I said with a sigh as I stared down at my food and was thinking about it, here I was about to make something of myself doing what I loved.

"First off, you are doing something with your life. Secondly, I don't know your mom personally but I am sure that your mom will love you either way so regardless of what you do." Jeff said as I sighed. "Did you go to college any?"

"I took maybe a few semesters but I was nowhere close to graduating. I lost interest and hope because I did not know where I wanted to go or what I wanted to pursue."

"How'd you find wrestling?" Jeff asked curiously.

"Growing up with two brothers, wrestling one of the few sports that was really a family activity of sorts. It was something all of us got into and at a young age I think I just knew that was where I wanted to be. My parents always told me that wasn't what their daughter was going to do. As I grew older, turned into a teenager and such I kind of fell out of it because 'girls weren't supposed to be into that stuff.' My dad got really sick before he moved back to be with family, he almost didn't make it and that was when it had hit me. My dad was still young to die, but isn't that what everyone thinks about their parents? My dad still had so much to do in his life that he hadn't got to do and what was I to do? Sit there and let me miss an opportunity to do what I wanted to do with my life? I did not want to not live my life fully just to make my parents happy. This is my life so I was home one night when wrestling came on and the fuel added to the flames of wanting to get into the ring to see if I could ever do something with it. That was right about when I was in college and when I stepped into the ring, my grades and school suffered because I chose to pick wrestling over school multiple times rather than choosing my schooling. I figured that since I messed up as much as I did, I decided I needed to make this work one way or another." I said sternly. Jeff listened to every word I said as he continued to ask questions getting to know me and wasn't letting me to get in any kind of question about him. After lunch was consumed, we headed home to where we let ourselves in.

"I guess I need to make the accommodations for our New York trip then before the prices get too pricey on us." Jeff said as I went to my room changing into something way more comfortable than that I was currently wearing. I came out to see Jeff biting at his nail staring at his laptop screen as I slid onto the couch next to him not wanting to disturb him.

"May I make a confession?" I asked as Jeff nodded as he didn't even look to me. "I've never flown before, nor have I ever been out of North Carolina."

"Not even to visit family?"

"Not even to visit family." I said as he chuckled.

"I promise you that it is a piece of cake and nothing to worried about and I'll be there to guide you through every step of it." Jeff said as I was sure he would be there to help me through all of this and to let me hold his hand the whole flight.

"I hope so Jeff because I'll be holding onto your hand the whole duration of that flight." I said with a smile and chuckle.

"I'll let you hold my hand even." Jeff said smiling as he bit into one of his fries. "You know, I really like that you are living with me." Jeff said as I looked at him confused.

"Really? Why's that?"

"I got to bond with you…"

"But you don't do that with the other students." I said with a shrug.

"Which is a good thing because that would be awkward."

"But Heather would enjoy it." I said under my breath as he chuckled.

"I'm sure she would…I swear the only reason she enrolled in the training was to flirt with me."

"Well she is forking out a lot of money just for a chance…"

"That she is but there is no chance that she is getting with me…my eyes and heart is set on someone else…" Jeff said as he wasn't looking me in the eye but it was none of my business.

"Oh please let me be there when you break it to her because that would make my day." I said excited at this, "Wow, that sounded so evil and I do apologize." I said with a smile and chuckle.

"I'll try to plan it where you are there for your own weird pleasure you will get out of it." Jeff said with a smile and chuckle. "Now that you are working at a tattoo parlor, you going to consider getting yourself tatted?" Jeff asked curiously as I shrugged. Our meal continued to consist of small chats, laughter and just plain getting to know more about each other. After finishing our meals, we stood up taking care of our trash before heading out of the restaurant to the car that we were currently riding in. Jeff drove rest of the way home before we headed inside. "We're going to have to go back out." Jeff said as he tossed his keys onto the kitchen counter.

"Why's that?"

"You're going to need some luggage and I need some laundry detergent so clothes could be washed before our trip." Jeff said truthfully as I nodded. "You want to go back out now or do you want to go out later and do dinner?" Jeff asked curiously as I simply shrugged, "A shrug isn't really an answer." Jeff said.

"A shrug simply means I don't care Jeff." I stated.

"Let's go back out, and I presume you'll need some new clothes too so you can dress a little bit more appropriate than jeans and a t-shirt because you are going to want and need to make a good first impression." Jeff said as I cocked my head looking at him confused.

"Why do I need to dress 'a little more appropriate?'" I asked curious and assumed he meant as to what I am wearing now type attire.

"I could tell you aren't comfortable in those heels right now so you'll probably want to get more dressy flats then maybe something nice like that but maybe not as interviewish." Jeff said as I wasn't sure what he was getting at but he will know best though so I would let him do his thing.

"Fine Jeff…let me go change and get these heels off my feet." I said as I headed to my room changing out of my current clothes and most definitely these heels.