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Reflection	By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Storme’s POV

After I finally finished packing my clothes, I hit the closet again, trying to find something to wear. Sure I was already dressed, but hey, I knew Phillip was going to be there and I wanted to look amazing. My closet is huge, walk-in with places for hundreds of shoes and plenty of room for clothes of all kinds. When Amelia is over, we raid my closet constantly, you can’t tell where her clothes begin and mine end. It’s like a shared closet because we’re always borrowing and exchanging clothes with each other.

As for the rest of my room, you’d think it would be completely redneck like my dad, but it’s not really. The walls are pale blue, and there’s a star border around the whole room, bet you don’t know why that’s there huh? Take a look at Phil’s wrestling shorts one day; there are stars on them, so I decided to put those stars in my room. Call me tacky, but I just had to do it, same with Amelia’s room decoration. But only I knew why hers was decorated that way, again I’m sworn to secrecy about that.

Finally settling on a jean skirt that hit two inches above the knee, and a white tank top, I proceeded to get changed. Nothing like showing off some leg when you want the attention of the man you like, right? I’d just gotten the skirt on and my shirt off when my cell started ringing, half an hour or more after I’d called her. Rolling my eyes, I picked up my phone and flipped it open, cradling it on my shoulder. “It’s about damned time you called me back, Ame; I have to tell you about this!”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a second and I wondered if she’d hung up on me for being loud again. “What’s this glorious news you have to talk to me about, Reg?” Grinning, I pulled on my white tank top and hurried out of the closet into my room to talk to her. “Ok, so I get up this morning and Dad is having a hissy about wanting to talk to me. You know how he gets, so it has me worried.” I said as I flopped down on my queen sized canopy bed and sat Indian style.

“Your Dad is always getting pissy about something, what this time? Did he run out of beer again?” There was humor in her voice and it made me laugh and shake my head even though she couldn’t see me. “No, Vince called him early this morning and told him he had to go back on the road with the company.” I stated as I thought about what shoes to wear with my outfit, I can multitask pretty well when I want to. “He did the same with my Dad this morning too, saying he had to go back on the road. He’s making me go with him though.” Well she sounded less than pleased about that.

“Don’t get all bummed out yet, Ame, dad’s making me go too you know. I hear that Glenn is supposed to be hitting Smackdown a lot while we’re there.” I grinned; I knew she had the biggest crush on him in the world, for years now. There was a pause and I knew I had her attention, “You get to see Glenn and I get to see Phil, it’s the best deal ever, Ame, we can’t pass this up!” I knew she was blushing a little and grinning on the other end of the phone, I could feel it, “Pack your best outfits, I’m bringing extras with me if you need some, but we’re going to look fabulous.”

I heard her huff a bit and then laugh, “I’m assuming you have something daring picked out to strut around in for Phillip? Steve will kill you for it I’m sure.” Grinning, I shifted the phone to my other ear and leaned back on the bed a little more. “He’ll yell and pitch a hissy fit on me, but I’m wearing it anyway, I want Phillip to notice me and not be able to take his eyes off for a single second.” Amelia laughed, which made me smile more, “Alright, I’m convinced, we’re going on tour with the WWE. Dad says we’re leaving at three, what about you?”

Coincidence is not an option for Amelia, and me nothing with us ever happened because of chance. “Same here, that’s great, we can sit together on the flight, I’ll stick Dad with Mark.” I said with amusement at the two of them sitting next to each other, it was comical. The really funny part in all this is that when I was fifteen, I had the biggest crush on Mark that ever was. Once I hit seventeen, it all went away and I only had eyes for Phillip Brooks, Ame still gave me hell about having liked her dad at one time though, she thought it was hilarious.

“You stick them together then; I’ve got to finish packing before Dad has a fit and tries to kill me for not being ready. I’ll see you at the airport, right?” Smiling, I nodded and stood up, stretching a bit, “Sure thing Ame, see you at the airport, take care my sis, love ya.” She shifted on the other end of the phone, “Love you too, Reg, see you soon.” I flipped my phone closed and put it in the front pocket of my skirt before walking back into my closet to get some shoes to wear. I’d already decided on wearing my nearly knee-high boots, black with buckles on them, in silver of course.

Ok so I’m not at all that country sometimes, but they were heels, they were black, and they were sexy as hell. Picking out a few more pairs of shoes, I carried them back into the room and put them into a second suitcase. Looking around my room, I checked to make sure I had all my stuff packed and ready. No lie, my room is huge, hardwood floor and plenty of space even with my bed in it. There’s a computer desk on one end with my desktop and my laptop on it, I carried my laptop everywhere I went, and it was coming with me on this trip too.

There was also a giant entertainment center on the other side of the room that had all my movies, games, everything on it, and two chairs, the kind with the speakers. Yes I was a Daddy’s girl and got what I wanted, but I ended up working my ass off for it too, so it wasn’t all for free, trust me. Finally getting the last of my clothes and stuff together, I sat back down on the bed and looked at the picture of Phillip that I kept next to my bed. Picking it up, I slid it into one of my bags and then got up, hurrying toward the bathroom.

Like Amelia, I had a bathroom attached to my room, so I didn’t have to fight anyone over it at all. I brushed out my hair and then put some lip-gloss and a bit of eye shadow on, content that I looked good enough. Picking up my small makeup bag, I’m not a fan of a lot of makeup; I went back and put it into the bag too. Knocking on my door got my attention and I looked over, “Its open!” Dad opened the door and raised his eyebrows at what I was wearing and at the fact I was bringing three bags with me. “I didn’t realize we were taking the whole damn house with us, Regan, is all of that necessary?”

I smiled and walked over, hugging him gently, “I’m a woman now Dad, I need to have these things with me, it’s just a fact of life.” He sighed and shook his head, “Alright, go put them in the truck, we need to leave now.” Nodding, I let go of him and got my bags, following him out of the room and starting downstairs. The truth was, no one could ever accuse me of being weak, I could handle my own bags and could fight if I needed to. Dad had made sure of that when he trained me to wrestle, yep, I’m a trained diva, should I decide to actually join the company later.

Getting downstairs, Dad picked up his stuff and walked out the front door, he’d already sent my sisters to Mom. I followed him to the door and armed the alarm system on the house before walking out and locking the door behind me. Turning, I walked to the truck and put my stuff in the back, going around to the passenger side and hopping in. I couldn’t wait to see Ame and have a long talk with her on the plane ride to wherever the WWE show was going to be.
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