Why am I here?? ~Dean Ambrose

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"COME ON!!!! YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO!!! LETS JUST DO IT" Taylor said to me looking up at the sign on the wall, and then back at me!

"Ya, I want to but I don't know... What if he's not even there??" I say.

"Come on Nessa!! He's on the poster!" She says pointing at the poster and showing me the obvious Dean Ambrose in the middle.

"Ugh fine. We will come back later on today and we will see the WWE wrestlers... And I will give Dean Ambrose something to sign, okay?" I say to Taylor, she just looks and smiles, I'm surprised the corners of her mouth did not get caught in her eyebrows, she was smiling so wide!
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"TAYLOR WHAT DO I WEAR?!?" I asked screaming across the room to Taylor.

"WEAR WHATEVER YOU WANT, YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL IN EVERYTHING." she said, turned to me.

I got into my bag and looked down to find my favourite high rise, black skinny jeans, some white converse and my favourite black and grey, slightly baggy sweat shirt. Then I look out of the window and realize it's a hot day in Las Vegas and I should probably change into a lighter shirt, so I grab a flowing white crop top.
The mirror was being kind to me and my toned abs, I looked pretty good! But my body could be better. My hips stuck out, but I'm still too fat. My thighs don't touch, but I still need to loose weight. I'm just not pretty... A big red scar caught my eye. I forgot I had these.
I went into the bottom of my bag and I found about 100 bracelets for each wrist, to cover up the scars!

Taylor comes up the stairs and sees me "HOLY COW... You look amazing!!" She says "look at your hair, it looks so purple with your white crop!!"

"Thankyou!" And seconds after I said that, my phone rang. it was my Aunt Deloris.
From: Aunt Deloris
Hey sweetie, your mom wanted me to check up on you and make sure you are okay! Are you okay?? ~Deloris

To: Aunt Deloris
Hey auntie, I'm great thankyou for asking! ILY.

From: Aunt Deloris
Okay sweetie. ILY too!

After we finished texting I smiled. Gathering all I needed for tonight at the wwe meet and greet.

I contemplated whether or not going home to see if my mom was there, but I'm guessing no because aunty just texted me saying mom wanted to know I was okay, so she obviously isn't home. I smiled and walked into the bathroom, brushing and curling my hair in messy waves. I washed my face with my grapefruit face wash and smiled at the scent.

It always makes my mouth water because I love grapefruit. After washing my face I applied my corresponding face cream, to make my face smell like grapefruit as long as possible. I applied my foundation, I'm not very tan... But I'm not so white that I can't find foundation. I put some concealer under my eyes and applied my powder and bronzer.

For my eyes I decided to go natural with some light brown eyeshadow and brown eyeliner instead of black. I applied some natural looking falsies and walked out, grabbing my bag. I saw Taylor as I walked out and noticed she had curled her long blonde hair. She was wearing a beautiful but simple t-shirt that fit her form, it had slits down the back and a beautiful Aztec lion on it, it was white material with black paint for the lion. She was also wearing booty shorts that were bleached Jean, but still a little bit blue. She was wearing ankle Chuck Taylors, they were grey.

I noticed that Taylor can literally pull off anything. She could wear a plastic bag and still look bomb!

"Teach me your ways." I whined dramatically, giggling after as she wrapped her arm around me. I smiled at her.

She tilted her head like a puppy. "What do you mean?" A confused look crept to her face.

"You could go out wearing a plastic garbage bag, put a little belt on with it and pull it off perfectly." I gaped, she's so gorgeous.

She laughed. "Girl... Look in the mirror! You are one million times more beautiful then me!"

"No way!" She thought I was joking, but I wasn't. I'm not pretty! I'm fat and ugly... I eat as little as possible but I still need to loose weight.

She laughed and we walked out, her arm still around me. On the poster in the Starbucks it said it wasn't in that location, it was in the one closest to us at Taylor's house, so we decided to just walk, I could use a few rays anyways.

As we walked, I could see people look at me and all I could do was keep pulling down my crop top, nobody could look at me. I'm not good enough for anybody.

"Are you even listening Janessa?" Taylor snapped me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I asked, she looked hurt. "Sorry, I was day dreaming again..." I trailed off, embarrassed.

"Don't worry about it!" She smiled, I giggled and looked forward, seeing a little girl wearing a shield t-shirt, even though the shield broke up a while ago.

She waddled quickly toward the Starbucks, pulling her dad close behind. I giggled as she laughed, almost pulling her father to the ground as she dragged him as fast as her little legs could bring her.

"Are you excited?" Taylor asked me, my head shot toward her. Realizing what she said.

"Yeh.... I'm so excited! I wanna see Dean Ambrose!" I said quickly and happily.

She smiled at me and kissed the top of my head as we slowly got closer.

I saw the little girl and her father enter the Starbucks, I smiled. She was so cute! Many people filed in, we finally got in the Starbucks, behind the little girl.