Lover's Behind The Ropes

Chapter 1:

(Jalessa's pov:) Me and Kayla were having a sleepover, watching SummerSlam together, both of us drooling over the current WWE champion, Mr. Drew Mcintyre. Ugh that man is so damn fine!

Kayla: "Ugh just look at him! Look at his abs, the long hair. B, I'd let him choke me with that long hair of his!"

Me: "Hey! I mean your definitely right but back off my man bitch! HE'S MINE! AND ONE DAY WHEN WE MEET, WE ARE GOING TO FUCK, GET MARRIED, AND HAVE A MILLION BABIES."

Kayla: "Lmao okay whatever chill! Damn! Good luck with that B. He doesn't even know you!"

Me: "Not yet. But he will soon. And when we do meet, he won't be able to resist me, I promise you I will be on that man faster than anything! Oh my god Kay! Holy shit look! Girl I'm serious you need to look at this!"

Kayla: "Haha okay B. I believe you. What?! Look at what?!"

I showed her my phone, the news reports saying that Daddy Drew was looking for a new publicist after having to fire his last one. Reports say he's looking for someone who can speak a different language too, teach him a few things I guess. Ooh Papi if you want someone to teach you a few things, look no further than me.

Kayla: "Oh my god are you fucking serious?! This can't be real! Oh my god B you need to figure out how the fuck to get an interview for this!"

Me: "Oh my god yes girl! I know just the person who could get me an interview! My cousin Eddie! I'll call him tomorrow because he obviously can't talk right now. OH MY GOD AH YES! DADDY IS STILL WWE CHAMPION!"

After SummerSlam, we just stayed up a little later watching Daddy Drew's old matches before we fell asleep. I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing and jumped up out of bed, snatching it off the dresser. Mad at whoever was on the other line for waking me up from my wet dream about Drew. It read "Cabron" on my phone and I immediately knew it was Eddie.

Me: "?Que quieres cabron!" (What do you want dumbass?)

Eddie: "Buenos dias prima! I thought you might want to hear this. I don't know if you've heard on TMZ or whatever celebrity news outlet you watch. But Drew Mcintyre is looking for a new publicist. You have experience in that area.

      Plus, you speak Spanish. Drew wants his new publicist to be able to teach him some things. I'm meeting with him for dinner tonight. You know since the shows are pre recorded.  Wear something nice and I'll pick you up at 7."

Me: "Oh my god Eddie I did hear about that! And I was actually going to call you to see if you could get me an interview... oh my god your meeting with him for dinner tonight?! At 7 and you want me to go?! Oh my god Eddie I love you!

    Wait a second. Eddie that's 9ish hours from now! I don't have anything picked out I don't even know if I have anything! I'm sorry to cut you short but I have to go find something. Gracias, Gracias, Gracias Eddie.

    I love you! Bye!"

I hung up the phone with Eddie, jumping out of bed and running across the room to where Kayla was sleeping.

Me: "OH MY GOD KAY WAKE UP!"

She jumped up out of bed and it was so hard for me not to laugh because I think I scared her a little bit.

Kayla: "What's wrong B? Is the house on fire?!"

Me: "No... Kay Eddie called me. Said he's having dinner with Daddy Drew tonight at 7 and I'm going with him! The thing is though, I don't know what the hell to wear! This is my future husband we are talking about Kay! I need the perfect outfit to have that sexy as hell Scottish Psychopath a puddle of nothing in my arms!"