November 12, 2016
Mark and I were back home in Indianapolis, finally getting time off from the road. The sun was shining brightly, no breeze was blowing, and I was bored out of my mind. I laid on the floor of the living room bored out of my mind while Mark was up in his office working on stuff. I tried to find something fun to do but nothing sounded fun, so I trudged my way up the stairs to his office.
"Mark," I whined.
His eyes were focused on his computer screen, "Yes?"
"I'm bored," I whined again.
"Take a nap, play some video games, lift some weights, or whatever else you can figure out," he said, eyes still glued to the screen.
I pouted, "None of those sound fun."
"What do you wanna do," he asked.
"I wanna do something outside, it's so beautiful and bright. Oh, we should go to the skate park. You said you were gonna teach me how to skate," I suggested.
"Okay, skate park it is then. Go get packed and ready, I'll follow behind you," he said typing away on his keyboard.
I left Mark's office and traveled to our bedroom to change into a different outfit. I packed my little black backpack with my wallet and phone, slipped on my shoes as Mark walked into the bedroom to do the same.
"You set," he asked.
"Yeah. Let's go, Skater boy," I said walking out the door.
"I'm right behind you," he said slipping on his right shoe.
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Arriving at the skate park, it was packed but not too much. Mark parked the car then got out to enjoy the sun, we walked on the hot concrete and set out his board.
"It's so perfect outside," I said looking around the park.
"And it's hot too, just like you," he said glancing at me.
"Oh shut it," I said feeling embarrassed.
"Oh well, you ready to learn," he said pushing the board around.
"Go ahead, teacher" I said lowering my sunglasses a bit.
Mark showed me the basics then had me step on the board. I will say that I'm not an expert on skate boarding, but I have the best teacher for it so I'm in good hands. I rested my hands on his shoulders and his rested on my waist.
"There we go, good," he asked.
"Yeah, I'm good," I replied.
We stayed at the skate park for a few more hours and it was slightly getting better, but I'm just gonna leave the skating to him. I reached into my bag to grab my phone because I heard it buzz, turning on my phone I saw a notification from Twitter saying that WWE retweeted a tweet from Becky Lynch. Opening the app, I saw the most shocking post she could've made.
"Oh my gosh," I said reading the tweet.
"What is it," he asked looking over.
"Becky just called me out for a match... and she's putting her title on the line," I said.
Mark looked over my shoulder, "Seriously? That's awesome, you've wanted this match for a while now and now it's happening."
"I can't believe this," I said stunned.
"Don't worry, you got a pro on your side. I'll help you get ready and prepared so Becky can't stand a chance," he said with a smirk.
"You will," I asked.
"Hell yeah. If Becky has Seth, then you have me," he said.
I smiled, "You're too cute."
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