Dear Dean

three

"That two toned so liked me" Saraya smirked as she got out of my car.

"Whatever floats your boat, all I know is that Joe has a thing for me" April replied as she flipped her hair.

"Here we go" I sighed as I started to take out my suitcases that were full of gear for the superstars and divas.

"You're just jealous because they don't like you" Saraya snapped.

"I'm not so sure about that Saraya, that Jon guy was totally checking her out last night" April giggled.

"No he wasn't" I spoke, my voice smaller than I expected it to be.

"Yes he was" April grinned.

I felt my cheeks heat up as they talked about him liking me. He can't like me. I mean who would like me. I'm just me. I'm the girl who has the end of her brown locks dyed pink. I really don't see what Dean could see in me. A brown eyed girl who decided one day that she was gonna dye the end of her hair pink. That's me. That weirdo. 

"He doesn't like me, I only just met him yesterday" I replied back to them.

"A lot can happen in 24 hours Rob" Saraya smiled.

"Still, he can't like me, he doesn't like me."

"Robyn-"

"He doesn't like me, end of story" I cut April of before I walked ahead of them. My hair gathering speed and falling in my face as I walked. I looked down for one damn second to fix my hair before I collide with a tall figure.

"You okay?" The guy asked me as I fell on to my butt. Well done Robyn.

"Yeah I'm f- Jon?"

"Robyn, hey. You okay?" He repeated.

"Yeah, I'm good."

I could hear Saraya and April chuckling away to themselves behind me. I sighed at them making a smile appear on Jon's face.

"Don't worry, Colby and Joe have done that to me so many times" He smiled.

"Well sure that's what best friends are for" I grinned as I reached for my suitcase.

"I'll take that" Jon smiled as he took the suitcase from the ground. "Need a hand?"

I nodded to him before he reached out his hand. I took it with a firm grip making sure his hands don't slip down to my wrists. He helped me up but as soon as I got to my feet his fingers grazed my wrists setting my panic alarm off. I quickly yanked my arms back and fumbled with my sleeves.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Just peachy" I replied making him smile.

"Come on, I'll walk you in" He smiled that amazing smile that made me weak in the knees. He took my suitcase with a grin before walking beside me to the entrance. He was sweet. You wouldn't think that a guy like him would be sweet. By just looking at him I would of thought that he was one of those party animals. You know the ones who just party all night and have one night stands with every single girl. But he's different. He's sweet and kind and it seems as if he actually gives a shit about me. Usually if I bumped into a superstar and fell I'd just get a cold glare and be told to watch were I'm going. Mainly Randy Orton. I was so close to marrying him when I first got here. It makes me sick whenever I think about it.

"Earth calling Robyn" Jon clicked his fingers in front of my face.

"Yeah. Sorry I was daydreaming" I replied as I shook my head and blinked a few times.

"It's fine, I've done that before. What were you daydreaming about?" Jon asked me as he raised an eyebrow.

"My ex."