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Reflection	By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2012 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Amelia’s POV

I stood there, mouth almost hitting the floor as Shannon Moore attacked my sister’s mouth using his. That man is damn lucky that Steve was already gone, otherwise he would be about 6 feet under by now. When he finally let her go he said something that I couldn’t hear, and it made Regan’s face go as red as mine when I’m talking to or when I’m around Glenn. She ran past me and that’s all it took to shake me out of my shocked state. I quickly followed her, having to run in order to keep up with her. I found her outside, against a wall and she was definitely out of it.

“You ok sis?” If it had been anyone else I probably would have laughed at how high Regan jumped. “Sorry, but really are you ok?” I asked again. “How about we wait until we get to the hotel, then we can talk,” She replied with a small smile. “Alright then, so what kind of car did we manage to get?” I loved cars; this was something I had inherited from my father. She smiled evilly at me and pointed to a green Mustang convertible. Cue the drooling please.

We started walking towards the car and I couldn’t help but smile. I loved my sister, she knew me extremely well and I was lucky because if I were riding with my dad, I would have gotten stuck in an SUV or something similar. Regan popped the trunk and we started loading in our bags. I finished first and went to get into the car when Regan called out to me. “Hey Ame, there’s your man!” I think I gave myself whiplash I turned my head so quick. Regan laughed at me and waved, I’m assuming that it was him she was waving at. I followed her line of vision and sure enough there he was.

I flashed him a smile and a small wave, willing myself not to turn red. My mission failed as soon as he returned the smile and waved back. By this time I was in the car and was trying to melt into my seat. I put on my sunglasses, which were amazing seeing as I could look at people without them realizing it. While I waited for Regan I watched Glenn, with no effort at all, put his bags into his black SUV. As usual, he was dressed nice, wearing blue jeans and a red t-shirt. I was enjoying my view, when out of the corner of my eye I watched Regan walk right past the driver’s side and she continued on to where Glenn was. At this point I was really wishing that I were invisible.

They talked for a few minutes, and ever so often one or both of them would look over to me. I seriously thought that they were going to talk forever, and that’s when my dad showed up. Apparently he was riding with Glenn.

I watched Reg say goodbye and she walked back to the car. As soon as she was in and settled I turned to her and wished that looks could kill. “What?” She asked. “You, my sister, are evil.” She laughed at me and gave me a wink. “I was just being friendly,” Friendly my ass. “Right and I’m the Queen of England...bow down now.” Again she only laughed at me and I rolled my eyes.

“He asked about you,” She said flatly. He...me...what? “He, uh, did?” I honestly couldn’t believe that. “Yup, asked how you were, why you weren’t coming over to say hi...” Ok just shoot me now. “He did, did he? And just how did you answer him?” Hopefully it wouldn’t be all that bad. “Oh I just said that you were completely and utterly in love with him and that you’re too shy to talk to him.”

Oh my God...Please no. I think that I must have looked like I was about to cry or something because of what Regan said next. “I’m kidding little sis, take a chill pill. All is good. I really said that you were tired and didn’t want to bother him.” Oh wow, ok I am good, all colour has returned to my face. “You...I hate you,” I said. By now we were on the highway and on our way to the hotel that the company had booked. Of course we would end up getting a room together as always.

“So Ame, you actually gonna wrestle this time?” Ah yes, she remembered. Ever since I was 12 I had been begging my dad to teach me how to wrestle. Of course he agreed, going on the fact that it could potentially keep me safe...how I have no idea. What I really wanted was to wrestling professionally. He flat out refused to let me in the ring. For years I begged and argued, and finally the last time I traveled with him I was able to wear him down enough that he allowed me to be a part of the house shows. “I’m not sure, I might. It all depends on how my shoulder is.”

Again, the last time that I was in the ring I managed to dislocate my shoulder in a tag team match against Big Show and Melina...my partner, much to my delight was Glenn. Unfortunately for me I got stuck in the ring with Big Show and it didn’t end very well. Big Paul, as I called him, ended up pinning me and then Glenn carried me back to the trainers in order to get looked over...best 5 minutes of my life. I just wished it was a permanent fixture...uh me in his arms not me in a sling do to a dislocated shoulder.
“Well, if you don’t that’ll suck, it was fun watching you,” she said with a small smile. I returned the smile and looked out the window at the cars passing us by.

Whenever we traveled Regan always drove and I was in charge of the music. I dug through my purse and pulled out my Ipod and an adapter for the car. I plugged it in and soon enough Papa Roach was blaring through the speakers, both of us singing along.

The trip to the hotel was over thirty minutes later and we were checking in and two bellhops were loading our bags onto a trolley and leading us up to our room on the seventh floor. We were in room 732, judging by the fact that my dad was waiting outside a room I figured we were near his. That could be a really really bad thing. He’d be checking in every few hours and practically stake out the door. I groaned and tried to get into the room before he saw.
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