The Punk's Gal

Chapter 5: Kelly to the Rescue

 I ran into the bathroom and breathed in some air.

 "Oh, there you are!" Kelly squealed and hugged me.

 "Don't squeeze too much," I gasped.

 She let go. "Oh, I'm so sorry. So, how's it like to be Punk's Nexus queen?"

 "Not good," I said. "This guy is begging nothing for kisses. I swear, I need to get one of those mint sprays so that way I can make sure his breath smells good."

 Kelly laughed. "Well, he's just probably making sure that you don't go around and try to avoid him."

 " I really need help though," I shouted. "He's got his men all up on me now. Especially Otunga. He doesn't trust me."

 "Maybe we can do something to disguise you," Kelly said. "I'm heading to my hotel right now."

 "Oh, like what?" I said, sarcastically.

 "This."

 Kelly brought out a little spray can.

 "Is that spray for hair like, glitteryy stuff?" I asked.

 "Yep," Kelly said, beginning to spray it on me.

 "STOP!" I growled, putting my hands in the air to block it.

 "Fine, I'll get a wig," Kelly said, digging in her bag. "Here, a blue one for you."

 "You've got to be kidding me," I snapped.

 "Do you want to run away from the Nexus or not?" Kelly asked. "Because if I can recall, I know that Punk's probably going to make you go to his hotel room."

 Scary images entered my mind and I snatched the blue wig from her. "You know, a makeover isn't that bad."

 Kelly fixed the blue wig on me and continued to spray the glitter spray on me. I spitted out a little as the air blew around me.

 She dug through her bag some more.

 "How about this?"

 She pulled out a band T-shirt and black pants.

 "Will do," I said. I honestly didn't care what Kelly threw on me. It was whatever so that way I can at least escape Punk and the Nexus.

 I switched into the clothes and threw my dress into Kelly's bag.

 "Make up!" Kelly shrieked.

 "You're not serious?" I asked.

 "It's the only way to escape," she said. She began to dab blue eyeshadow over my eyes. She whipped out a deep black eyeliner and traced lines around my eyes. She brought blue lipstick and sealed my lips.

 "And a little gloss and you're done," she said, finishing the gloss.

 I turned to the mirror.

 "I look like a FREAK!" I roared.

 "Are you almost done in there?" Otunga asked.

 "Quick, shoes," Kelly said, throwing me heels.

 "No, I'm not doing that!" I yelped.

 "Then you can have Nexus investiage which shoes you were wearing."

 I growled and raced to put on the heels.

 Kelly changed into sweats and a shirt with a sweat jacket. She opened the door.

 "Oh, hello girls," Otunga said. "Is Shylene in there?"

 "Not sure," Kelly said, shrugging.

 "Who's this?" Otunga asked.

 "This is my cousin, Blue," Kelly said, leaning an arm around me. "I just wanted to show her around WWE and what I do."

 "May I enter the girl's bathroom?" Otunga asked. "I just want to see if Shylene's in there."

 "Suit yourself," Kelly said, her arms waving to the door.

 Otunga entered the bathroom.

 "Let's dash," Kelly whispered and she pulled me to her car as I stumble to catch up.