Skylar Rae has her own demons to face outside the ring so the last thing she needed was to face THE demon of NXT. Something about his alter ego kept calling to her and no matter how hard she tried, Skylar knew that in order to get over her demons, s...
"Sasha, I don't know about this one," I claimed picking at my outfit while walking out the the bathroom. I had changed into my fourth outfit and we had to meet the rest of the group in the parking lot in five minutes.
"That's the one, now lets go." Sasha exasperated while grabbing my hand.
"But you said that for all of them," I whined, getting a last look of myself in the mirror. "Too much boob?"
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She shook her head while zipping up her gym bag. "You look hot, Finn won't be able to keep his eyes off you."
Blushing, I nodded while packing up my bag. "He's being weird all of a sudden."
She looked at me confused as we left the room behind us. "What do you mean?"
Shrugging, I blew a curly strand of hair out of my face. "He keeps staring at me."
"You're complaining?" Sasha laughed as we were reaching the exit doors.
I shook my head. "Not at all but just last month he wouldn't even look my way but now when I look at him, half the time he's already staring at me."
"Skylar," Sasha pulled me to a stop right in front of the doors. "I've heard you go on about Finn for months now and I'm not annoyed at all cause that's my job as your best friend but if you don't make a move, I'll make it for you."
"You wouldn't?" I playfully glared at her.
She placed all of her weight on her left foot placing a hand on her hip, a indication that she wasn't kidding by any means.
"He probably doesn't even feel that way about me," I groaned while grabbing my bags and following her outside the building letting the cool night air brush against my skin.
Heads turned in our direction and immediately I felt those eyes pierce into me, gluing me in that spot. Those same eyes raked over my bare legs, up my midsection, up to my chest taking his sweet time gazing over them, and slowly biting his lip before resting those eyes on my face.
"Yeah, he doesn't feel that way about you." Sasha whispered in my ear and quickly averted her attention towards the group. "Sorry we're late, someone had to change her outfit yet again."
I merely shrugged. "I couldn't find anything to wear."
"You look nice," Sami commented while Becky agreed.
"Thank you," I smiled over to them and fell into silence when they went over the driving plan with Sasha.
Rubbing my hands over my bare arms, I shuddered at the cold air and cursed when I realized I had packed up my jacket.
"Cold?"
Looking up at the Irish accent, I swallowed the lump in my throat as all I could do was nod. Shaking out of his leather jacket, he handed it over to me. "I can't take your jacket, Finn."
