WWE is in For It

Chapter Five-- Getting Friendly

~Seth's POV~

This was awesome. I was going to eat with the most gorgeous girl I've ever laid my eyes on. Sure, I'd just met her that day, but she was seriously....Indescribable. Only problem is that she's Dean's sister. Even though he's only known her for a day more than me...well, dean's very protective of family. He had a pet dog once that his neighbors tried to pet...it didn't end pretty, I'll tell you that much. That dog was like family and Casey is his legit family, so you can understand why I'm afraid.

"So... Tell me about yourself." I smiled at her, ignoring the mini Dean that's been drilled inside of my head to scream at me when I go against what he wants. Pretty sure everyone in the WWE has one. Either that or you have a mini Brock. Thinking about that makes me grateful I have a Dean.

"I'm from Ohio, started training for wrestling when I was fifteen, and worked my way up to here." Casey shrugged. We entered catering.

"Okay... So I know the summary of your bio, now. Kinda like a wiki tab." I joked, nudging her lightly. "Come on, tell me about yourself. What do you like to do aside from wrestling?"

Casey smiled at me, just about knocking me off my feet. She's so beautiful. "Well, I enjoy painting."

"That's productive." I nodded. "Scenery or portraits?

"Scenery."

"That's neat." I smiled at her, thinking of all the scenery around here that's pretty... Not much. Unless you count Randy's new car, man that thing is sharp.

"Yeah... What about you?" Casey asked, taking a sip of the water she grabbed.

I opened the fridge and pulled out a Coke before sitting down at a nearby table. She joined me and I answered her question. "Well, I grew up in Davenport, Iowa...love to work out." I smiled as I finished. "Oh, and I used to be WWE World Heavy Weight Champion."

"What happened to it?" Casey tilted her head slightly, eyes sparking with interest.

"Well, I kinda tore up my knee, so I had to give it up." I sighed, scratching the back of my head. That was a disappointing point of my career. I had been sloppy and sustained a pretty crappie injury.

"That sucks." Casey nodded, frowning slightly. "But you at least got to hold it for a while."

"That's true." I nodded, smiling. "Casey, would you like to--"

I was cut off by a newcomer. "You must be Casey Ambrose!"

Casey and I both looked up to see Dolph Ziggler.

"That's right." Casey looked a bit confused but smiled kindly at him. "Who are you?"

Dolph cracked a smile. "Ha, you're funny."

I rolled my eyes at his cocky behavior. "His name's Dolph Ziggler." I answered for him.

"Oh! Sorry, didn't recognize you without the bleached hair." Casey laughed nervously.

Why was she nervous?

"That's alright." Dolph grinned at her. "Hey, I was going to go out to dinner with a few friends tonight. Wanna join? It'll give you a chance to mingle with the upper class in this joint." He joked, but gave me a quick, serious look. Why was he being a jerk to me? Of course he probably thinks she's cute..great. Now I'm going to have Dolph Ziggler to compete with.

"Um, no thanks.. I'm actually getting dinner with Dean, Roman, and Seth here." Casey explained, nodding to me with a small smile. I cheered internally.

Dolph looked me over, acting like he was sizing up an attack. "I see... Well, let me know when you're free. I'd love to get to know you." He handed Casey a small card and walked off.

"I'm guessing that'd be his number.." I bit my lip, failing at hiding my nerves towards all this. Almost every girl falls for Dolph, who's to say Casey won't?

"Why the grim face there, Rollins?" Casey snapped me from my thoughts and I met her concerned gaze.

"Oh, um, nothing... So, Dolph..." I trailed off, looking down at my drink.

"Gave me his number." She shrugged then got an amused look in her eyes. "Seth...you wouldn't happen to be--"

I cut her off, "Hungry? Actually, no, but I need to get ready for tonight. See ya later!" I laughed nervously, waving and walking off. That was way too close.