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>Daniella lay on the bed. She was thinking of what >Vince would say when he called up her and Joohi. She >hoped they would get a spot on the SmackDown! roster. >She got up and walked over to the mirror. Her eyes >came upon her reflection. Her eyes were a vivid green, >and they were even more noticable now that she'd dyed >her hair dark red last week. She looked at her hands. >They were thin and pale. At that moment, Joohi ran >into the room. She held her cell phone in one hand and >was out of breath. We...got...in!, she said, gasping >for air. Daniella's face broke into a smile. So when >do we get to debut, she asked. Tomorrow, we're getting >on a plane to New York and there we'll get picked up >by Jeff, Mick, Steve and Mark, Joohi replied. Great, >Daniella thought, Mark. Anyone but Mark. I'm gunna go >out for a bit. I'll be back later, she said. She went >into the lobby. Maybe, she thought, maybe it won't be >so bad. I mean, he won't remember me. Eight years is a >long time, Daniella thought. She came back to her room >an hour later. Joohi was already asleep. She crept >into her bed quietly and fell asleep dreaming of the >day ahead of the two of them. >The next day, Daniella woke up an hour earlier than >usual. She packed her things and went to look out the >window. Nervous, Joohi asked. Morning, Daniella said, >grinning. I'm nervous just thinking about it. I mean, >we got in!, she exclaimed. Yea. It's a dream come >true. I never thought we'd get a chance like this, >Joohi replied. Yea, and a chance for you to get in >Cena's pants, right, Daniella teased. Joohi laughed. I >wasn't thinking of that, but now that you mention >it..., Joohi said, grinning from ear to ear. You >should get packed. We need to get to the airport in an >hour, Daniella said. Three hours later, the both of >them were at an airport in New York. They were looking >around for their welcome group. Joohi found Mark >first. Daniella, she said, over there. She pointed >towards the spot she found Mark. They walked over to >the group. Mick looked at them and smiled. Hi there. >Are you two Joohi and Daniella, asked Jeff. Yes, >Daniella said. Nice to meet our fan club, Joohi said, >smiling. Steve laughed. Yea, we're your fan club. It's >nice to meet you two. How old are the both of you, he >asked. I'm 22 and Daniella's 21, Joohi answered. >Daniella looked up at Mark. She found him looking at >her and blushed. They got their bags from the luggage >cart and went into the van. They drove in silence for >half the trip, then Mark spoke up. Who did you train >under, he asked. Prince Nana, Daniella answered. Mick >chuckled. I remember that guy, he said. He came along >with us on trips. Very funny man. Never had a dull >moment with Nana around, Steve said. Yea, he's great. >He trained me up on Ring of Honor. I wouldn't've >gotten into the business if it hadn't been for him. >Well, Nana and Matt, Jeff said. We thought we should >try out for Ring of Honor first, but he told us we had >the potential to get into the WWE without starting off >in ROH, Joohi said. At that moment, Daniella's >cellphone rang. She answered it. Tomorrow night at >8:00? That's fine, she said. Who was that, Joohi >asked. Brent. He just got the place for tomorrow's >gig, Daniella replied. You're in a band, Mark asked. >Yea. Shinedown. You might remember them. They're the >ones who played--, Daniella began. I Dare You at >Wrestlemania 22, Jeff said. They're a great band. They >were famous for 45, Save Me and Lady So Divine, right, >he asked. Yes. Then Jasin quit the band and Dani took >his place. She's the only one who could match his >tunes, Joohi said. >They arrived at the hotel an hour later. Vince is >expecting us in an hour, Mark said. We'll go roam >around, if that's okay with you two, Mick and Steve >said. Yea, it's fine, Joohi answered. Jeff took >Joohi's hand. Want to go out with a bite, he asked. >Joohi smiled. Sure. I'll leave my bags with the hotel >attendant, Joohi said. So, it's just you and me, Mark >said. Daniella smiled. I guess it is, she said. Let's >go unpack. You must be tired from the trip, Mark said. >He took her bags and led her up to her room. He laid >them down on her bed. Then he sat down and looked at >her. What's wrong, she asked. Nothing. It's just that >you look so familiar. I feel as if I've seen you >before, he said. Well, have you met another red-head >before, she asked. No. But I do remember, at WM23, >meeting a girl who had red streaks in her brown hair. >She had the same colour eyes as you. She seemed pretty >excited to meet me. She gave me this poem..., he >began. Daniella's face flushed. She had to get him off >this subject. If he realized who she was... She took >her eye liner out. So you're another one who uses >that, Mark asked. For the show. I'm supposed to be >some emo kid and Joohi's supposed to be the normal >one, she said. Emo, Mark asked. Yea. It used to be >very popular 7-9 years ago. Emo was short for >emotional. They had really short hair, covering their >eyes. Eye-liner. Converse shoes never left their feet. >The guys wore tight girl pants. They made out with >other guys. And..they slit their wrists, Dani said. At >that point, she sat down on the bed. Mark looked at >her. Were you ever one of them, he asked. I wanted to >be. I never quite looked like them. My friends always >told me I acted emo though, she said. She looked down. >Mark took one of her hands. He slipped off one of the >wristbands she wore. He saw cuts all over her wrists. >Daniella..., he said. He picked her face up level to >his. There were tears streaming across her face. He >held her. She felt so warm. I don't know why I >continued doing it. I know it was wrong. But it felt >like it helped, she said softly. She buried her face >in his chest. They sat like that for a long time. Her >feelings for him returned. She remembered how she had >lusted for him for nearly fifteen years. She looked at >his face and she wanted to kiss him, to tell him how >she felt. But it wouldn't be right, she thought, he >probably doesn't like me. Mark wiped Daniella's tears >away. I'll help you get over this, I promise you, I >will, he said with a fierceness in his eyes, but right >now, we have to get to Vince's office. >They arrived at McMahon's office and sat down in the >chairs next to Joohi and Jeff. Joohi looked at >Daniella and opened her mouth but Daniella shook her >head. So, how are you two doing? Nervous?, excited?, >he asked. A bit of both, Joohi replied. I've got your >match-up for tonight. It will be an inter-gender >tag-team match. The four of you are versing each >other. Dani and Joohi, I have your special effects. >The room will turn dark, but dim enough to see. Joohi, >you'll come out from backstage and Dani, you'll jump >down from the rafters. You'll stand up on the >turnbuckles and raise your arms, then go to the back >of the ring. Jeff, your entrance will come up, you do >your thing and Mark, the same goes for you. Now, Jeff >and Joohi will fight first. Joohi, you'll slap Jeff in >the chest and kick him in the groin. He'll bend down, >you'll get him into position for an F-U. Jeff, you'll >counter and throw her into the bottom left turnbuckle, >where you'll switch with Mark. Mark, you'll throw >Joohi around the ring a bit and give her a Chokeslam. >Joohi will regain her concieceness and pound you in >the chest. She'll tag Dani. Dani, you run into the >ring and knock Mark back with a Twist of Fate, then >give him a Frog-Splash. Or attempt to. Mark will roll >out of the way and give you a Tombstone Piledriver. >Joohi, you distract the referee and Jeff , you get a >chair. Throw it into the ring. Mark will hit Dani with >the chair, and throw it back to Jeff. Dani, he'll pin >you for a two-count, you get him into a leg-lock and >make him tap out. Got it?, Vince asked. Yes, Joohi and >Daniella said. Good, well then I'll see the four of >you in two hours, Vince replied. Joohi and Daniella >were escorted out by Jeff and Mark. Joohi bumped into >John Cena. Dude, I'm so s-sorry..., John stuttered. He >looked Joohi up and down. Joohi grinned, but was >pulled away by Jeff. Yea, whatever John, he said. He >gave Cena a filthy look. Let's get you two ready for >tonight, Jeff said. It's okay, we'll be ready in a >half-hour, Joohi said. Daniella looked at Mark and >nodded. Then we'll wait for you in the lobby, Mark >said. Joohi and Daniella returned to their room. Joohi >changed into a pair of jeans, a black tanktop and a >headband. Dani, what's up, Joohi asked. Mark saw my >cuts, Daniella said quietly. You still cut yourself, >Joohi said, trying to keep her voice under control. >Daniella couldn't look Joohi in the face. Joohi left >the room, shaking her head. Dani changed into her >black pants, black tanktop, Nirvana wristbands, and >black Converse shoes. She got out her eye liner and >began to put it on darker as Mark came into the room. >Why did she storm off like that, he asked. She found >out I still cut myself, Daniella said. She never knew >you c--, he began, cut off by Dani. I told her I did >it for two years since seventh grade. Then I began >doing it again in high school but I felt I couldn't >tell her. I could talk to her about anything but that, >Daniella said. She finished with her eye liner and >walked towards the door. Mark blocked her way. He >grabbed her by the hands and pulled her to his chest. >She felt herself going erect. She began to shake. Let >me go, she thought, Let me go. He put his hand to her >face. His lips touched her forehead. I will help you >get over this. But you have to let me help you. Will >you let me help you, Mark asked. Daniella looked up >into his face. She saw a kindness hidden in there. I >will let you help me get over t-this, she said. >The match went as planned. Joohi wasn't feeling too >good after the Chokeslam given to her, but she got to >Daniella just in time. Daniella performed a great >Twist of Fate and got into position for the Frog >Splash, and jumped down. Mark rolled out of the way >just as she fell into the mat. The impact of the mat >hit her body horribly--she didn't land as she was >supposed to. She felt herself being picked up and saw >the crowd from an upside down view. She was getting >dizzy, and then her head and spine slammed into the >mat. She wanted to scream out in pain. She was getting >up just as Mark slammed the chair into her head. She >felt like she couldn't go on. I have to, she told >herself. She summoned every ounce of willpower left in >her body to break the pin and then locked Mark's face >into the cross in her arms. She kept him like that for >several minutes, and he finally tapped out. She heard >the announcer proclaim that she won. Then, everything >went black. The last thing she saw was Joohi running >towards her and Mark catching her in his arms..... >Daniella woke up hours later. Her head was pounding. >She looked around and found herself back in the hotel >room. Mark, Jeff, Joohi and John were standing around >her. They all sighed in relief when she opened her >eyes. Daniella tried to get up but Mark pushed her >down. You need to rest, he said, that match didn't go >very well with you. Joohi's cellphone rang. It's Raza, >she said, and left the room, with John following her. >I'm gunna go tell Matt you're okay, Jeff said. Mark >closed the door behind Jeff. He faced Daniella and >smiled. You'll be okay, he said. I will, Daniella >replied, I will. >Five months passed. Joohi and John were going out. So >what's going on between you and Tree-topper, she asked >Dani one day. Daniella blushed. Tree-topper, Mark >asked, coming up behind Daniella. He kissed her on the >cheek. When did I aquire such a name? Eight years ago >when Dani..., Joohi began. When she what, Mark asked. >Daniella looked at the floor. You have all the time in >the world to tell me. You're coming home with me, >love, he said. I am, she asked. You are, he replied. >I'll leave you two to discuss your future away >from...civilized people, Joohi said, taking John by >the hand and walking away. Mark took Daniella's hands >in his. She noticed how his hands covered hers. He >held her close to himself. She felt safe in his arms. >I love you, she thought, don't you know that. He >looked at her passionately. We've got a plane to catch >tonight. You'd better pack your things, he said. She >went into her room and packed her things up and was >ready for him in two hours. He drove them to the >airport and for five hours, he held her until they got >off the plane in Houston. They got to his house and >she was led into a huge room. It's all yours, he said. >She looked around. It's beautiful, she said, amazed. >Just like you, Mark said. I'll leave you to unpack >your things. Dinner's at eight, he said, I'll be >waiting for you, love. Daniella put her things away >and put on a pair of jean and a t-shirt. She lay down >on the bed and began to feel drowsy. I'll just take a >little nap, she thought, nodding off. She awoke to a >knock on her door. Daniella, are you coming down, she >heard a voice say. She looked at the clock. It read >8:30. Yes, yes, she said. She opened the door and saw >Mark at the other side. I'm sorry. I must have fell >asleep, she said. It's alright, he said, holding her >close to him. She smelled cologne. You smell >wonderful, she said. Thank you, he said, smiling. They >ate their dinner and then he brought her back to his >room. He put her arms on his lap, meanwhile unscrewing >the top of a bottle. It smelled repungent. Daniella >wrinkled her nose. Mark wiped her wrists with the >liquid and dried them off. T..thank you Mark, she >said. He sat her on his lap, facing him. She felt a >bulge in his pants. What was this tree-topper business >Joohi talked about, he asked. He pressed her body onto >his own and she went erect. I...it was a nickname I >had for you years ago. I didn't think she'd remember >it, Daniella said. It's quite different, he said. I >found this website a long time ago. I read one of the >stories and I was called a tree-topper there as well, >Mark said. Phenom Forest, she whispered. I believe so, >he said. He stroked her hair. I want to be with you, >he said. I love you, half-pint. Daniella smiled. I >love you too, tree-topper. He kissed her on the lips. >They tasted sweet. She kissed him back. His hands were >wandering on her back, coming closer to her front >every time he kissed her. He stuck his tongue in his >mouth and placed his hand on her chest. She played >around with his tongue a bit and her found herself >unbuttoning his shirt. He took his hands out of it and >threw it to the floor. He slipped her shirt over her >head. Her hands were tracing every feature on his >face. Quielty, they made love to each other for three >hours. Mark finally let go of Daniella. He looked at >her. You are beautiful, he said. You're quite an >animal yourself, she said, giggling. They fell asleep >in each other's arms and slept the night away. >Daniella woke up the next morning. She was laying on >something firm, then realized it was Mark's arm. She >looked at him for a long time. He looked gorgeous, >innocent even. The complete oposite of how he looked >last night. She closed her eyes and snuggled close to >Mark. I'm very lucky to have him, she thought to >herself. An hour later, she woke up to find Mark >looking at her. So. Did you enjoy our little game last >night, he asked, smiling devilishly. I did. I love you >Mark, Daniella answered. I love you too, he replied. >They got out of bed and dressed up. Daniella looked at >Mark and smiled. He came over to her and kissed her >passionately. This is the start of something, she >thought. The start of something beautiful.

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