Reflection | By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Amelia’s POV
When we were safe in the room with the door locked, we dropped our stuff on one of the beds and then smiled. I watched as Reg unzipped all the bags she had with her and started the annoying task of unpacking, “Nice hotel, but their service kinda sucks you know.” She said as she went about with her unpacking, “You’re not fooling me, Regan, I know what’s up.” I shot back at her, not letting her fool me with that subject change. She got quiet and I didn’t say anything else as we unpacked our things and put them away.
“So tell me, what was all that about back at the airport with Shannon Moore?” I asked as I sat down on the bed she’d sat down on a second ago, leaning back on my arms a little. “There’s nothing to tell, he nearly molested me with his mouth is all.” Sure he did Regan, and I’m Princess Diana reincarnated; don’t think so honey, not working. “Oh really? So you weren’t clinging to him and kissing him back, it was just my imagination?” I said back as I sat up to face her, crossing my arms over my chest.
She turned to look and me and sighed heavily, “It was just a kiss, Ame, and there’s really nothing more to tell.” She said as sincerely as possible, but I still wasn’t buying it one bit. “He gave you his number or something, I saw his hand in your back pocket, and it wasn’t just to feel you up either.” I said back to her, now try and worm out of that one, Reg. “Ok look, he’s attractive in his own way and he can kiss, but I’m in love with Phillip, not Shannon.” Reg was getting desperate to end this conversation and I knew it, but for what end?
“Are you sure that you’re really after the right man here, Regan? I know you’ve been in love with Punkers forever, but there’s something going on with you and Shannon already.” I ventured as I watched her carefully, I knew something was bound to happen with her and Shannon. She stood up and started to pace the room, something that she never did. Stopping a minute later, she looked over at me and sighed heavily, “I’m going to go get a drink, you want one?”
“Get me the usual, sis, you know me.” I said as I managed a smile to her, trying to let her know I was just wanting to help. “Vanilla Coke, you really are my sister, Ame. I’ll be back in a minute.” Reg smiled, showing that she wasn’t upset with me about the Shannon thing. “Yeah whatever, Regan, hurry back with my drink already.” I said, making her roll her eyes and stick her tongue out at me, to which I returned the gesture as she walked out the door and closed it behind her.
I had started to get worried when she didn’t make it back in ten minutes, Regan was faster than that. Getting up from the bed, I took one of the key cards and headed out of the room to search for her. I came down the hallway and started down the stairs when I bumped into Shannon. “Oh hey, sorry about that. Have you seen Regan?” I asked casually, wondering if he’d been following her or looking for her too. “Not since the airport, she missing or something?” He asked as he cast me a friendly smile. Shaking my head I grinned back at him, “She’s missing in action, went to get sodas and didn’t make it back.”
He nodded and we continued down the stairs to the main floor of the hotel, “I’ll help you look for her then, vending machines are this way.” I smiled and followed him toward the machines, coming around the corner at his side. “I don’t know what takes her so long to get a couple of Coke’s and get back to the room.” I said to him and we both laughed as we turned the corner to the vending machines. I came face to face with the sight of Regan kissing Punkers, and he was like an octopus, hands everywhere and her trying to fend them off.
From beside me, Shannon spoke up softly as he watched them “She’s with Phil? I didn’t know…I wouldn’t have…never mind.” I felt sorry he had to see that, so I looked over and smiled a bit, “Regan just wishes she was with him, but I don’t think she’s wishing it right now.” Looking back at them, I guess Shannon caught on and walked over to them, taking her arm and shoving Phil away from her. Well that was like a knight in shining armour, I don’t even think Reg realized what was going on until she saw that it was Shannon. Now that was the funny part, the look on her face.
Trying to keep a fight out of the area, I stepped in and picked up one of the Coke’s, “Hey Punkers, did you turn into an octopus since the last time we met?” He turned and glared at me, picked up his Pepsi and then stalked off down the hallway. Score one for me, I pissed him off, serves him right though, all over Reg like that. Looking back over and Reg and Shannon, I watched silently as he wiped the stray lip-gloss off her lips and then leaned down to kiss her check. Point for Shannon for not being a total jackass, he had manners and seemed to care for her in his own way.
Blinking a bit, I realized he was whispering to her, she blushed and he smiled before walking off. After he was gone, I moved over to her side with a grin on my face, “So there’s nothing going on there huh? I think you need to re-evaluate the situation, Reg.” She looked like she was about to say something when Glenn turned the corner and I caught sight of him. My face turned red even thought I willed it not to, he just smiled and waved a bit. In usual Reg fashion, the moment I was distracted, she grinned and took off with a quick escape, leaving me alone with Glenn.
He was getting himself a drink when I realized that Regan stole mine…evil freaking woman. “Uh hey Glenn,” I said, trying to stay calm. “Hi there Princess, how are you doing?” Princess? That’s new. “I’m alright, how about you?” Alright, yeah right, I’m nervous as hell. “I’m living, bit sore after the last match but I’m used to it.” Oh how I’d like to make him feel better. “What was that?” Oh shit did I say that out loud? Well open mouth, insert foot. “Uh, nothing. Just muttering.” I said, as my face turned scarlet. I hoped that he wouldn’t notice but the grin on his face told me otherwise. Of course said grin didn’t help my situation seeing as it made my stomach do flip flops.
“Now, either you have suddenly gotten a fever or you’re embarrassed Princess, which is it?” Busted…maybe I could act sick? No he can see through that. “Um…I…uh,” Gee Ame, THAT was intelligent. “I’ll take that as embarrassed then,” he laughed. I gave him a weak smile and looked at the floor, it was a habit I had and it was hard to break. “Aw c’mon beautiful what’s wrong?” did he just? Oh wow he did, he called me beautiful. If I thought I couldn’t get any redder I was wrong. “Wrong? Nothing’s wrong, I’m just tired.” Please let that work. Please oh please.
“If you say so,” he said. “Well, I have to get going Princess; I have to work through a match with your dad.” Stupid dad... “Ok Glenn, I’ll see you later then?” This is where fingers are crossed. I didn’t get a chance to think about why I asked that because at that moment I was pulled into Glenn’s massive arms so that he could hug me. Oh wow he smelled great. If I thought I was going to faint before what he did next brought me close to meeting the ground. With a kiss on the cheek he said “Of course you will.” And with that he was gone.
Ok, check for pulse...yup there is one. Next check breathing, yes I still am, barely but I am. I brought my hand to my now tingling cheek and then broke out into a goofy grin. I think I stood there like that in front of the vending machine for a good 5 minutes before I headed back to the room. When I got there Reg was sitting on her bed waiting for me.
“Wow, what happened to you, you’re all...smiley...” I felt my smile get bigger and just shook my head. Oh she will love this. “Well, since you left me there alone with Glenn I ended up talking to him since you stole my Coke.” Speaking of my Coke...I never grabbed another, damn. “And?” she question as always she couldn’t help but pester. “Well let’s just say that he smells great.”
“He...smells...great? How would you know?” If my grin could get bigger it would by now. “Well sissy, I may or may not have just been hugged by the Big Red Machine and he may or may not have kissed me on the cheek,” Am I red? Yes, yes I am. I forgot like an idiot to prepare myself for the squeal that I should have expected. “Did he really?” Duh why else would I say it? That’s what I wanted to say but instead I just kept smiling and nodded. The next thing I knew I was wrapped up in yet another hug but this time by my smaller hypergenic sister.
“You know what this means right? He likes you!” I raised an eyebrow at this and shook my head. “Just because he hugged me does not mean that he likes me. I mean seriously he was just being nice, I’ve known him since forever remember,” I said, somewhat depressed because honestly what would the man see in me? Reg just shook her head at me. “He likes you trust me and it has nothing to do with the fact that he’s known you forever. I’d bet you anything that he does.”
“Sorry, Reg. I just don’t see it. Anyway seems Mr. Shannon Moore is now your knight in shining armour,” I said with a smile trying to change the subject. “Yeah well, Phil just got carried away. I didn’t need to be rescued I could have handled myself,” she replied. “Right and what was it that he was whispering to you my darling sister?” Ha, I win; who’s red now? “It was nothing sis, absolutely nothing.”
I just snorted and stole the Coke that was in her hand. Nothing my ass, she doesn’t go as red as a tomato for nothing. As usual for her, she just rolled her eyes and flipped me off, "Shannon Moore is not, and will not, ever be with me. Phil is my man." Sure he was, before or after she had to tie his hands down? "Ok, Reg, Phil is yours, I get it. So, what about Shannon?" I grinned when she glared at me, yes; I love to ruffle her feathers like this.
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