Tamia's Nightmare

Tamia’s Nightmare
Written By Evelyn

Chapter 1

"Can you believe it? It's our first day of high school! I never thought we'd get here!" Stacy said excitedly. Tamia followed Stacy up the steps to the front doors, listening to her excited chatter. Tamia was extremely nervous. She was excited about being in high school, but she was worried about a lot of things. "What about my classes, are the teachers nice, will the other kids like me, will the older kids pick on me?" she thought to herself. All of those questions and more swirled around inside of her head. "I guess I'll find out," she mumbled as her and Stacy entered the school. "Well...here goes nothing," she thought as they started down the hall through the crowd of students.

The bell rang and the students all filed out of the classrooms. They had 8 classes and so far, they had gone through 7. Stacy and Tamia couldn't wait for 8th period. That was the only class they had together. "I can't wait for this day to be over!" Stacy groaned. They walked into the classroom and took a seat in the back. Tamia watched the rest of the class as she waited for class to begin. "Where's the teacher?" she wondered to herself. The bell rang and still no teacher. About 5 minutes later, the teacher walked in. The talking stopped and all eyes were on him. No one said a word.

Tamia stared at the man standing in front on the class. "He's our teacher?" she asked Stacy. "I guess," Stacy answered. "He's huge!" Tamia exclaimed. "He used to be a wrestler," a girl whispered to her. Tamia looked at her. "Hi, I'm Shannon. I'm a senior," the girl said. "I'm Tamia and that's Stacy," she replied, pointing to her left at Stacy, who gave Shannon a small wave and a smile. Shannon smiled and waved back. "So...he used to be a wrestler?" Tamia asked. "Yep. Supposively, he's thinking about going back. Says he misses it." Their conversation was interrupted by one of the boys in class. "It's about time Mr. C, you're late. That's a tardy! Detention!" Tamia guessed the boy to be a senior. "Alright Mr. Snyder, that's enough," the teacher said, smiling. "Okay, welcome to Anatomy! For those of you who have never had me before, my name is Mr. Calaway. Or, as I'm sure you all heard Branson's wonderful example, you may call me Mr. C, whichever you prefer. I'm an easy guy to get along with, until you piss me off and get on my bad side! If you do that, you time spent in my class will be miserable." Tamia's eyes widened. She had never had a teacher say things like, "...until you piss me off..." She had to admit that she was a little frightened of Mr. Calaway. She looked at him and tried to envision him being a wrestler. He was wearing a suit and his long auburn hair was neatly braided. He had a goatee, which Tamia though looked good. His attitude seemed to be that of a wrestler. She was pulled from her thoughts by the teacher once again speaking.

Chapter 2

"Tamia...dinner is ready," Tamia's mother called up the stairs. "I gotta go Stace, dinner's ready," Tamia said into the phone. "Alright, don't forget to pick me up in the morning. Can you believe that we're juniors already?" Stacy said. "I know, time is going by really fast." "Yeah, I know. Anyway, I better let you go. I can't wait for the first day!" "Bye," Tamia said. "Bye," replied Stacy, just before Tamia hung up. She looked down at her schedule again, for what must have been the hundreth time, and sighed. Mr. Calaway was teaching Anatomy AND Study hall this year. Tamia had both classes. She liked Anatomy and she wanted a study hall to make sure that she got all of her work done. But she didn't really want Mr. Calaway as a teacher. He always seemed nice and everything, but she was scared of him. She was intimidated by his size and she didn't like it. "Who wouldn't be intimidated?" she asked herself. But those were just the little problems. The big problem was that some time during the 2 years that she's had him as a teacher, she started liking him. She knew it was wrong to feel that way about a teacher but she couldn't help it. And what's worse, is he bacame the basketball coach for the girls' team last year. Tamia had been on the basket ball team since her freshman year.

"Bye Mom, bye dad," Tamia said kissing each of her parents on the cheek. "You're leaving already?" her mom asked. "Yeah...I have to pick Stace up," Tamia replied. "Well, alright honey, we'll see you in a couple of days," her mom said, giving her a hug. "Okay, have fun on the trip," Tamia said walking to the door. "Love you," her parents said. "Love you too," she replied, walking out the door.

Tamia and Stacy arrived at the school an hour later. "So...you're parents are leaving on that business trip today, huh?" Stacy asked. "Yeah...they'll be gone until the end of the week," Tamia replied. "Cool...we should have a party!" Stacy suggested excitedly. Tamia just laughed at her.

It was time for Anatomy and the girls walked into class together. They sat in the same seats, in the back of the room, as they had their freshman year. Everyone chatted noisily until Mr. Calaway walked in. Class started a few minutes after. Mr. Calaway did his usual lecture and started asking questions. "I wonder why he never calls on me?" Tamia wondered. When he was done he gave the class an assignment.

I wonder why she's so quiet?" Maybe she's just shy? She's so pretty. Long, tan legs that lead up to...stop it! You shouldn't be thinking like that!" he said to himself. He sat up straighter behind his desk and began grading papers.

The bell rang to go home and the kids fled from their classrooms. Tamia was in no hurry to get home so she slowly grabbed her book and casually walked out of the classroom. She got to her locker and grabbed all of her books. She had a ton of homework. She began to walk away. She made it to the top of the stairs before she dropped her purse. Once she dropped that everything else fell out of her arms. By this time everyone was gone. She was glad for that cause she would be really embarrassed. Mr. Calaway stood from his classroom door and watched Tamia stuggle with her things. When she started down the stairs, he headed in her direction.

Tamia was down on her knees picking up all of the stuff that fell out of her purse. She crawled over to where her wallet was. She stopped when she saw a pair of shoes in front of her. Mr. Calaway knelt down and Tamia found herself face to face with him. He looked away and grabbed her wallet, gently handing it to her. "Thank you Mr. Calaway," she said, sitting on her knees. "No problem. I saw what happened. Thought I'd come over and help ya," he replied. She stood up grabbing her purse. She turned around intending to pick up her books, and found Mr. Calaway holding them. He handed them to her and she took them. He shivered when their hands touched. She said thank you again and then walked out the front doors to her car.

Chapter 3

"Can you give me a ride home?" Stacy asked once her and Tamia were seated. Tamia sighed heavily, frustrated at not being able to get her anatomy paper done the night before. "I can't Stace, I have to stay after school today." "What's wrong?" "I didn't get my paper done," Tamia replied. "Oh...don't worry Mia, I'm sure Mr. C. will understand," Stacy said trying to cheer her up. "I hope," she replied as class began.

At the end of class, Tamia walked nervously up to Mr. Calaway's desk. "Umm...Mr. Calaway?" she asked. Mark looked up from the papers he was grading. He was surprised to see Tamia standing in front of him. "Yes, Tamia?" he asked. "Ummm...could...could you help me on my paper...please?" "Of course," Mark replied. "Just come around here and sit down." Tamia walked around his desk and sat down on a chair that was next to him.

"Now...what is it that you need help with?" Tamia started to tell him what she needed help with. He happened to glance down while she was talking, and noticed that she was wearing a very short skirt. He couldn't help but stare at her. "She's beautiful for such a young girl," he thought to himself. "...and I just don't get it," Tamia finished, bringing him back to reality. "Umm...okay, let's see," he started. Tamia knew that he had been staring at her and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

About a half an hour later Tamia had her paper written, with Mr. Calaway's help of course. She stood up, stretching her amrs and legs and thanked Mr. Calaway. She was anxious to get out of there. Her parents were coming home today from their business trip and she couldn't wait to see them. She looked up at the t.v. that Mr. Calaway had on. He always had it on the news channel. Just then a newsbreak came on. "We have just recieved word that flight 457 has crashed during take off! Please stay tuned, as we recieve information, we'll keep you updated." "Oh God," Tamia said to herself. She prayed that that wasn't her parents' flight. She turned to leave as she grabbed her books off of the desk. Just then a police officer walked into the room, looking straight at her.

"Excuse me?" The police officer said. Mark looked up once again from the papers that he was grading. At seeing the police officer, he stood up. "Ms. Stevenson?" the police officer asked. "Yes?" Tamia said. "I'm afraid I have some bad news. It's your parents. They were killed in a plane crash." The officer said as gently as he could. Mark couldn't hear what they were saying, because the officer was talking too low. Tamia shook her head, not wanting to believe what she had just heard. "No...that...that can't be," she said backing up. She dropped her books as she backed into Mr. Calaway. "I'm sorry," the officer said. "No...No...No!" Tamia said as she started to cry. She could feel her legs shaking and finally collapsing. Mark caught her before she actually hit the floor. She was crying too hard to notice that she had collapsed and that Mr. Calaway was holding her. The officer gave them a sad look, knowing that this was very difficult for the young girl. Looking at the teacher he quietly left the room.

Mark didn't know what exactly happened. All he knew was that it was something pretty bad. He then remembered the newsbreak on t.v. about the plane crash. He figured someone close to her must have died. "Who was it, Tamia?" he asked softly. "My parents," she said as she continued to cry even harder. Mark felt really bad for her. To lose both parents, at once, in such a horrible way. He held her tighter as she cried. Just then he remembered that some of the guys were coming by the school. It was Friday and they had a couple of days off this weekend. Just as he thought about it, a group of huge men walked into the room. There was Glen a.k.a. kane, Hunter a.k.a. Triple H, Steve a.k.a. Stone Cold, Brock Lesnar, and Shawn a.k.a. HBK. They all stopped dead in their tracks at seeing their friend, on the floor, holding a beautiful young girl, who was crying her heart out. They still couldn't believe that their good friend and fellow wrestler had become a teacher. And now he's holding this young girl, who they assumed to be one of his students. They gave him a questioning look and he just shook his head.

Tamia couldn't believe it. Her parents, both dead. What was she going to do? She buried her face in Mark's chest and grabbed onto his shirt as she continued to cry. "It's alright. Shhh...it's okay," he said soothingly. Finally realizing who it was that was holding her, she pulled back from him. Mark reached up onto his desk and got a couple of tissues. Tamia took the tissues from him and dried her eyes and wiped her nose. It didn't do much good as more tears just spilled down her cheeks. "You gonna be okay?" Mark asked. He felt stupid for asking such a question, considering the circumstances, but he didn't know what else to say. Tamia nodded, "I...I think so," she said, as the tears continued.

Mark stood up and helped Tamia up. He pulled her to him and hugged her. She held onto him as she tried to stop crying. She pulled back from him and tried to smile. "Everything will be alright," Mark said, trying to encourage her. She smiled faintly and nodded. "Thank you," she said, half crying and half whispering. She grabbed her books and walked out, embarrassed at crying in front of the group of men, especially Mr. Calaway.

"Hey Mark, what's up?" Randy Orton said, walking through the door, followed by Ric Flair a.k.a. The Nature Boy. "Who's the hottie that just left this room?" "Don't even think about it!" Mark replied giving Randy a deadly glare. "Chill out man," Randy said, holding his hands up.

"So what was up with the girl?" Glen asked. "She just found out that her parents died," Mark replied sadly. "She had stayed after to get help on a paper and she found out after she had finished. I hope she'll be okay," he explained. "Damn...that sucks!" Brock said. Mark just looked at him. He then thought of something. He walked over to his file cabinet and opened it. He looked through it until he found the file that he was looking for. He opened it and looked at it for a few minutes and then walked over to the phone. He dialed the number and waited for someone to answer. "Hello?" the person answered. "Stacy, this is Mr. C. I need you to go check on Tamia. She needs someone right now," he said. "What happened?" Stacy asked. "She'll explain it, I'm sure," he replied.

Chapter 4

Stacy waited impatiently at the airport for Tamia's plane to arrive. They hadn't seen each other in 3 years. After high school, Tamia dissappeared, calling Stacy every so often. She never told her where she was though. Mr. Calaway had left after the school year to go back to wrestling. So Tamia didn't have to have him as a teacher her senior year. She never told anyone, but she missed him after he left. Stacy noted a big change in Tamia after her parents had died. She never smiled, talked to anyone, or left the house. The only time she left the house was when it was necessary, which was to go to work or school. Stacy finally came back to the present. She looked around and finally spotted Tamia. The girls went running towards each other smiling. Tamia dropped her bags as she went to hug Stacy. "It's so good to see you! You seem happier then the last time I saw you!" Stacy said smiling. "Oh...I am happy Stacy. I have sooo much to tell you!" Tamia replied excitedly. Stacy helped Tamia carry her bags out to her car, and they headed towards Stacy's house.

Once Stacy got Tamia settled into the guest room, they ate dinner. Afterwards, they went out into the back yard and sat on the chairs that were on the patio. "So tell me what you've been up to the last 3 years," Stacy said, looking at her. Tamia looked out at the yard as she began to tell Stacy what her life has been like since they last saw each other.

"Well...after graduation I went off to that college that I told you about. After about a month I realized that college wasn't the thing for me. So I dropped out. I didn't have a job for awhile. But then...I ended up going into this gym...just to work out for awhile, and I saw this little flyer posted on the bulliten. This guy walked up to me and asked me if I was interested. It turns out that he was the manager for this modeling company. So I said yes, and he gave me the address to the place and told me to be there the next day at 7:00 a.m. So I got there the next morning and they took some photos of me. I guess the guy liked me, cause he hired me. So I've been modeling ever since. I just got an offer from a Vince McMahon. He wants me and a couple of other girls to pose with a group called Evolution. I don't know who they are...but my job is my job. They gave me an address and a time. I have to leave at the end of this week. They want us to be in New York by 6:00 a.m. Friday morning!" Tamia explained. "Wow!" Seems like you've had quite an adventure," Stacy exclaimed. "Yeah, I have. I absolutely love modeling!" Tamia said excitedly. The girls stayed up all night catching up with each other. All too soon...the time came for Tamia to leave. Stacy drove her to the airport and they said their goodbyes. Tamia promised to call as soon as she landed in New York. They both promised to keep in touch more.

Chapter 5

Tamia arrived at the arena an hour and 45 minutes before she and the other girls were scheduled to be there. She wanted to meet this Vince McMahon and hopefully the people that she would be in the shoot with. She finally found a door with Vince's name on it. She knocked and a young woman answered. "She can't be more than a couple of years older than me," Tamia thought to herself. "Can I help you?" the woman asked. "Yes, I'm looking for Vince McMahon," Tamia replied. "Ummm...right this way," the woman said. "Dad...someone's here to see you," she yelled. "Alright," Vince yelled back. He then came into the room. "Yes? How can I help you?" he asked walking up to Tamia. "Yes, I'm one of the models. We're supposed to be in the photo shoot with...Evolution. I just wanted to meet you and hopefully get an idea of what I should expect," Tamia explained. "Oh, okay. Well, we just wanna get a few shots of you and the other girls with Evolution. It's for a new slogan. The photographer will position you the way he wants, so I can't give you an idea about that," Vince explained to her. "Oh alright, thank you," Tamia said. "No problem, anytime," Vince said. "That was very professional," Stephanie said after Tamia left. Vince smiled and turned to his daughter. "I was just thinking the same thing."

Tamia found her co-workers and together they found the photographer. About 15 minutes later Evolution showed up. The photographer positioned everything the way he wanted it and began snapping pictures. After about 5 minutes, a group of wrestlers started to form around, watching the photo shoot. The Undertaker, Kane, Stone Cold Steve Austin, and Shawn Michaels were all there.

Once the photo shoot was done, Evolution left and the girls stood around deciding on whether or not they wanted to go to lunch. They decided they would and started to walk off.

Undertaker, Kane, Steve, and Shawn started to walk off too but stopped when they heard Vince yelling. They turned and saw Vince and Stephanie running in their direction. "Ms. Stevenson! Ms. Stevenson, wait!" he yelled. The guys watched as one of the models turned around. She waved to the other girls, agreeing to meet up with them later. "Ms, Stevenson...I want to offer you a job," Vince said, trying to catch his breath. "A job?" Tamia asked. "Yes, when you came into my office earlier, you were very professional. I like that in a person. You're also very beautiful. We could use a few more divas around here and I'd like you to be one. Of course, you'll be wrestling also, so you'll have to go to wrestling school. That of course will all be paid for, so you don't have to worry about that," Vince explained. Tamia looked shocked. She looked over at Stephanie, who had a huge smile on her face. "Uhhh..." "Please!" Vince interrupted. "Ummm...well. I guess I can give it a try. But if I don't like it, I'm leaving!" Tamia said. "So...then we have a deal?" Vince asked. "I guess so," she replied. "Good, I'll send you all of the information that you need within the week," Vince said, shaking her hand. "Uhh...okay, thanks," she said, returning his handshake. After the handshake, Vince and Stephanie went back down the hallway and Tamia went to meet her friends for lunch. "Stevenson...why does that sound so familiar?" Undertaker said. The others just looked at him as they continued on their way.

Chapter 6

Tamia walked into the pavilon in Boise, Idaho. She was going to work a house show, to see how the crowd would react to her. She had gone to the wrestling school that Vince had sent her to. She had spent 2 years working her ass off learning all kinds of wrestling moves, among other things. She was extrememly nervous about tonight. She was supposed to interefere in a match tonight, only Vince didn't tell the other party.

Tamia mader her way back through the curtain. She had helped The Hurricane and his side kick, Rosey get a win over The Undertaker and Kane. 'Taker and Kane were NOT happy. They stormed backstage looking for the person that had cost them their match. They found her talking to The Hurricane and Rosey. 'Taker stormed up to her and grabbed her arm roughly. "Oww, what the hell do you think you're doing?" Tamia yelled. She looked up into 'Taker's eyes and saw the anger in them. It caused her anger to turn to fear. "What the hell do you think you were doing out there?! You don't just interefere in a match like that! Things like that get discussed around here!" he yelled at her. The more he yelled, the tighter his grip became. "P...Please let go!" Tamia begged. "Hey man, Vince told her to do it," Rosey said. 'Taker turned to him. "You stay out of it! I'm talkin' to you her not you!" he growled. He turned back to Tamia and squeezed her arm as he yelled, "I'm waitin' for an answer little girl!" Tamia gasped at the pain that shot through her arm. Kane noticed that he was hurting her. "Mark, loosen it up a bit, man." "It was your match too Glen!" he said, not looking at him. He kept his eyes on Tamia, waiting for her to answer him. "You'd better answer me, girl!" he said. "I...I...I..." Tamia tried to explain but she couldn't get anything out. "MARK!" Vince yelled, coming toward them. "Mark, let go of her!" he said as he reached them. 'Taker roughly let go of her arm as be backed away. "Tamia, are you alright?" Vince asked. Tamia, holding her arm, nodded and said, "Y...Yes, I'm fine." "What the hell were you doing?" Vince yelled, looking at 'Taker. "She cost us our match. She hit me in the head with a fucking chair, Vince!" he yelled. "I told her to, Mark! She wouldn't have done it otherwise!" Vince yelled back. "You should have informed us," Kane said. "I know, I should have done that. But at the time I wasn't thinking. I was excited about getting her started," Vince explained.

Vince turned and looked at Tamia. She had tears in her eyes. She was frightened and her arm hurt. "Tamia...you can go ahead and leave for the night," Vince said. Tamia glanced at 'Taker and Kane and then walked off down the hallway to the women's locker room. "I think that you should apologize to her. She was only doing what I told her to do." With that, Vince walked off. 'Taker stood there thinking about what Vince had said. He looked at Kane who just shrugged his shoulders.

"Great...just perfect! I've only been here one day and I've made 2 enemies!" Tamia said, slowly packing her bag. "Everyone's already gone, which means that my ride is gone also," she said to herself. She looked in the mirror and wiped the tears from her eyes. She washed her face and then grabbed her bag and left the room. Upon leaving the room, she ran right into 'Taker. "I'm sorry!" she quickly said. She started to walk off but 'Taker gently grabbed her arm. "Wait! I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have yelled at you like I did, and I certainly had no right to grab you like I did either," he explained. He could tell that she had been crying. Kane just kinda stood back and let 'Taker talk. Tamia looked at him, unsure of what to say. "Ummm...it...it's okay," she said, just above a whisper. 'Taker didn't say anything. Tamia realized that he was done talking, so she turned and headed for the exit. "You should see if she needs a ride," Kane said. 'Taker looked at him and then at 'Tamia just as she walked out the door. He took off running towards the exit. He ran up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. "Uhh...would you like a ride?" If you already have one it's..." "No. I...I don't have one, actually," Tamia replied. "You can ride with us, if you want," 'Taker said, pointing to himself and Kane, who was walking up to them. "O...Okay," she agreed. A limo pulled up and the next thing she knew, someone was grabbing her bag. She looked at the driver as he put her bag, along with 'Taker and Kane's, in the trunk. Then he came around and opened the door for them. Tamia hesitantly walked toward the limo and got in. 'Taker and Kane got in after her and the driver shut the door. It would be at the least a 15 minute drive to the hotel.

"So...uhhh...how long have you wanted to be a wrestler?" Kane asked. "I didn't," Tamia answered simply. "Then why..." "Because Vince offered me a job," she explained. Kane just nodded. "I'm Glen," he said, holding out his hand to her. She hesitantly took his hand and said, "Tamia." "This is Mark," he said. Tamia just looked at him, and then turned her head back towards the window. Just then her cellphone started ringing. She reached into her purse and grabbed it. "Hello?" "Hey Mia, it's Stacy." "Hi Stacy," Tamia sighed. She really wasn't in the mood to talk. "Mia...I got some news for you," Stacy said seriously. "Okaaay." "Your Aunt sold the house," she said. "What? Why?" Tamia asked, tears coming to her eyes. "I don't know Mia. I just found out and I thought that you should know." Tamia couldn't believe it. Her Aunt had sold her parents' house. "Why would she...how?" Tamia asked. "I don't know. I'm sorry. I'll call you later," Stacy said. "Bye," Tamia said, hanging up the phone. She turned to look out the window, trying not to let her tears fall.

Mark looked over and noticed that she was crying softly. He moved over into the seat next to her. "Hey...you okay?" he asked. Tamia wiped her eyes and then turned to look at him. "I'm fine, thank you." she replied. "You wanna talk about it?" he asked. Before she could answer, the limo stopped and the driver opened the door. Glen climbed out first, folled by Mark. Mark turned around and extended his hand out to her. She took it and he helped her out of the limo. Mark took both his bag and her's and they all went into the hotel. Tamia turned around to take her bag, but Mark wouldn't let go. He was just standing there, staring at her. "Mark! Give the girl her bag!" Glen said. Mark snapped out of it and looked at him. Then he looked down and Tamia. "I'm sorry, you just look familiar," he said. He gave her her bag and watched as she started to walk away. "Wait!" he said, walking up to her. "Why don't you have a late dinner with Glen and I. You can tell us about yourself. We can all get to know each other!" Mark pleaded. Tamia thought about it. She wasn't sure if she wanted to tell these 2 men about her. But then she decided that since they all work together, they might as well get to know each other. "Ummm...okay. Just let me take my bag up to my room and change," she said. Mark nodded and then watched her walk away.

Chapter 7

Mark and Glen sat at the table waiting for Tamia to join them. While they were waiting, part of Evolution and a few other guys showed up. There was Triple H, Ric Flair, Randy Orton, Shawn Michaels, Brock Lesnar, and "Stone Cold" Steve Austin. Mark was a little annoyed, but Glen didn't seem to mind. Just then, Tamia came around the corner. All the guys turned and looked at her.

Tamia looked up and noticed all of the guys. She sighed to herself and continued to walk over to them. She stopped next to the table and looked at Mark. The guys were still staring at her. Mark got up and gently took her arm. He led her away from the table to a secluded spot of the restaurant. He made sure that they were out of sight from the others. Then he turned and looked at her. For the first time, he got a really good look at her. She had brown hair, with natural blonde highlights that went to the middle of her back. She had the brightest blue eyes he'd ever seen. And to him, she had the most beautiful body. She wasn't fake like a lot of girls. She was about a foot, maybe a foot and a half shorter than him. He thought that he could stare at her forever.

Tamia waited for him to say something. She was starting to get a little uncomfortable with the way that he was staring at her. "Mark? What are we doing?" she asked. Mark didn't answer her. He took notice of what she was wearing. She was wearing a black baby tee, blue flare jeans, and a pair of black lower eastside boots. He was about to say something, but her cellphone rang. Tamia dug around in her purse and pulled out her cell. "Hello?" "Hey Mia, it's Stacy." "Oh hi, Stace." "Listen, I just wanted to let you know that I'm in Boise." "You're in Boise?" "Yeah...I wanted to come and see you. I haven't seen you in what seems like forever." "Okay...well...I'm at the Mariot, you know which one?" "Yeah...I'll be there in a few minutes." "Alright, bye." "Bye." Tamia hung up her phone and put it back in her purse. She looked back up at Mark.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to be able to talk to you without the others. I didn't know that they were gonna be here. They just showed up," Mark explained. "Oh...okay, well what..." "You're really beautiful," he interrupted. Tamia looked at him. "Umm...tha...thank you," she replied. She was a little stunned, she hadn't expected him to say that. "She looks so familiar," he said to himself. Mark stared at her, trying to figure out where he'd seen her before. He was also fighting the urge to kiss her. Finally, he just couldn't stand it anymore and he leaned down and softly kissed her lips. He pulled back and looked at her. Her eyes were wide and she didn't say anything. She was staring at him in shock.

"I...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that," Mark said quickly. "No...it...it's okay," Tamia said, looking at the floor. "You mean...you didn't mind it?" Mark asked. Tamia just shook her head, still looking at the floor. She could feel herself blushing. Mark hooked his finger under her chin and gently lifted her head, making her look at him. "Then...you won't mind if I do it again, will you?" Tamia shook her head no. Mark leaned down and kissed her again, more deeply this time. He quickly broke the kiss when someone call his name.

"Mr. Calaway?" Stacy asked, coming toward them. "Is that you?" When Mark didn't answer her, she continued. "I used to be on of your students, probably about 5 years ago," Stacy explained. "Oh yeah, I remember you. Didn't you have a friend?" he asked. "Yeah...Tamia. Her and I are best friends," she replied, pointing behind him at Tamia. Mark slowly turned around, staring at Tamia.

She was staring at him in shock. How could she not recognize him? How could she not remember him? She just kissed her teacher! The man who had always intimidated her. The man who had always made her uncomfortable when he looked at her. And now she works with him! She felt so embarrassed.

"Now I know why you look familiar. I recognized your name too," Mark said. Tamia looked down, tears coming to her eyes. Stacy hurried over to Tamia and put her arm around her. "Mia, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Tamia just walked away, hurrying to her hotel room. Once inside, she let her tears fall. Mark and Stacy stood there and watched her walk away. They looked at each other, and as if reading each other's minds, they took off after her.
They took the elevator and reached Tamia's floor. They got off just in time to see the door closing.

Tamia walked into the room, sensing that something was wrong. She brushed it off as it just being her emotions. She walked further into the room, and then she heard it. The voice she never wanted to hear again. Tamia slowly turned around, knowing who she would find.

***Some Violence***

Chapter 8

"Miss me baby?" he asked. Tamia looked across the room at Brian. She looked into his cold eyes that were filled with hate. "How did you get in here?" she asked, trying hard not to let him see her fear. "Oh, I have my ways. But that doesn't matter now. What matters now...is what I'm gonna do. You see...I didn't like it very much when you just up and left. Why did you leave, Mia? I thought our relationship was wonderful," he said, moving towards her. "You know damn well why I left, Brian," Tamia said, her voice shaking more and more as she talked. "Well...you've been very bad. I guess I'll have to punish you for running away. I can't have my girlfriend disobeying me!" he said, walking over to her. "I'm not your girlfriend!" Tamia said, her voice rising. Brian started to say something, but someone knocked on the door.

Mark knocked on Tamia's door, hoping to be able to talk to her. He knocked again when he got no answer. Stacy stood next to him, figeting nervously. She had a feeling that Tamia was in trouble.

Tamia looked at the door when she heard someone knock. She glanced at Brian quickly and took off towards the door. Brian went after her and caught her just as she reached for the door handle.

Brian slammed her into the door and started yelling at her. Tamia stared at him; she was scared to death. "You can't run from me anymore, Mia! I'm gonna make sure that you learn your lesson!" he yelled. He grabbed her by her hair and swung her into a nearby dresser, knocking the lamp that was on top of it, to the floor, causing it to break into pieces.

"What the hell was that?" Stacy asked when something hit the door. "I don't know," Mark said, looking a bit worried. "I have a bad feeling," Stacy said. Mark started banging on the door with his fist. "TAMIA! OPEN THIS DOOR!" he yelled.

Brian walked over and picked Tamia up. She caught some of her breath and pushed him away. Brian came right back and punched her in the stomach. Tamia doubled over, coughing and gasping for air. She could hear the banging on the door and someone yelling her name. Brian again picked her up. Tamia managed to throw a punch, which connected with Brian's right eye. He let go of her, grabbing his eye, letting out a yelp of pain. Tamia started running, as fast as she could considering the pain she was in, towards the door. Brian saw that she was headed toward the door and he took off after her. She just got the door opened when Brian tackled her.

Mark was about to beat on the door again when it opened and 2 bodies flew into him. He stumbled backwards as the 2 people fell to the floor. "MIA!" Stacy screamed as she watched her best friend fall to the floor with this guy. Brian was able to get his hands around her neck. "You stupid BITCH!" he screamed as he started choking her. Mark didn't really know what to do. Finally snapping out of it, he walked over and lifted Brian off of Tamia. Brian tried fighting Mark off, but it wasn't working very well. Brian swung his fist around and caught Mark in the jam. That pissed him off. Mark pulled his fist back and nailed Brian in the nose, breaking it. He then drug him over to the elevators. He pushed him into one of the elevators, and before letting the doors close, he calmly but deadly said, "You touch Tamia again, you'll be meeting more than just my fist!" With that said, he let the doors close, catching Brian's glare before no longer being able to see him.

Chapter 9

Mark met up with the guys for breakfast the next morning. Before ordering, he called Vince and told him what had happened the night before. Of course, the guys were listening to his conversation. They asked him question after question until he finally just told them the whole story. "Is she okay?" Glen asked. "I don't know, she wouldn't talk to me afterwards," Mark explained. "Well, that's not very nice. You save her and she doesn't even say thank you," Randy said. Mark didn't say anything. Vince walked into the restaurant and over to the table. "Mark, I have informed security of the man you told me about. We will try our best to keep him out of the arenas and such. By the way...how is Ms. Stevenson?" "Thanks Vince...and I'm not sure about Tamia, she wouldn't talk to me last night," Mark
said. "Oh...well..." "There she is," Steve said. The guys turned and looked, and sure enough Tamia was walking into the restaurant. They noticed that she was walking gingerly and she had a slight limp. "She looks a bit sore," Brock commented. "Duh!" Mark said. Everyone looked at him. Glen just smiled...he had a feeling that something big was going to come from all of this later on down the road.

Tamia slowly sat down in the booth. She was sooo sore. She hadn't meant to sound so rude last night when she told Mark to leave. She was a very self conscience person, and for him to see her like that upset her. She was still embarrassed about the kiss too. She was the type of person who didn't get over things quickly and/or easily. And to top everything off...the creative team had given her a major storyline.

Stacy sat across from her friend, noticing that she was deep in thought. After ordering their breakfast, Stacy decided to break the silence. "Mia...are you sure that you are okay?" Tamia just nodded her head. "What are you thinking about?" "Everything! What happened last night with Mark and then Brian. My job. You know...the creative team gave me a huge storyling with The Undertaker and Kane!" Tamia finished. Stacy didn't know what to say. She knew that she couldn't really say anything to make Tamia feel any better. "Stace, I'm not really hungry. I just want to get to the next town and what not. Are you gonna come or do you have to go back home?" "Actually, I have the week off. So you bet your ass I'm coming!" Tamia smiled at her. She was glad that her friend was here with her.

The guys were watching the girls as they talked amongst themselves. Glen was staring at Stacy. She was beautiful just like her friend. She was the same height as Tamia and her hair was the same length only blonde. And just like Tamia, she had a beautiful body. "I wouldn't mind getting to know her better," he said to himself. Mark noticed Tamia's facial _expression when she moved to get out of the booth. It was an _expression full of pain. He could tell that she was trying to hide it. He watched as she and her friend left the hotel. He decided that he would talk to her later that night at the arena. He and the guys got up to leave, ready to get on the road.

Chapter 10

Tamia walked back to her dressing room, not believing what had just happened. "Well, how'd it go?" Stacy asked once Tamia entered the room. Tamia didn't say anything, just handed Stacy the paper. Stacy looked at her as she took the paper from her.

"You have to face the Undertaker?!" Stacy exclaimed. Tamia just nodded slightly. "What am I gonna do?" Tamia asked. "Sure, I know how to wrestle. But..The Undertaker!" She continued. She sighed heavily, putting her face in her hands. "You can do this Mia! I'm sure that 'Taker won't be too hard," Stacy said trying to encourage her. Tamia looked at her friend and smiled. "Thanks Stace!"

Undertaker headed towards the curtain, thinking about the match that was supposed to happen. He made it very clear to Vince that he didn't want to do this. Vince had begged him, saying that it would be good for the ratings and the storylines. 'Taker still didn't want to do it. "It can't be that bad. She is a wrestler after all," he said, trying to reassure himself.

He rounded the corner and saw Tamia waiting by the curtain. He walked up to her and stood silently next to her. Tamia looked over and noticed that 'Taker was standing next to her. She looked up and realized that he was staring at her. She looked away and started watching a nearby monitor. She heard 'Taker's music start and watched him leave out of the corner of her eye.

'Taker stood in the ring with a mic in his hand, waiting for the cheers to die down. "Now, there is a young lady back there that I'm startin' to have a problem with. This young woman thinks she's big enough to interefere in the big dog's matches...let's see if she's big enough to tangle with the big dog himself! Would you all like to see that?" he said, looking out at the crowd. The crowd erupted in cheers. "Come on Tamia, get out here! Let's see how tough ya are!" he said. He smiled when he saw her walk out onto the stage. He handed the mic to Lilian and waited patiently for Tamia to reach the ring.

Chapter 11

Tamia hesitantly made her way down the ramp, getting more and more nervous as she went. She reached the steps and slowly climbed each step and stepped onto the apron. Then slowly climbed through the ropes.

'Taker glared at her, which caused her to take a step back. He started yelling at her about interfering in his and Kane's match. Tamia was scared to death. She backed away from him until she hit the ropes. 'Taker knew she was scared. He could see the fear in her eyes. He decided that he had better get the match going before the fans started to get angry. He reached out and grabbed her hand and whipped her across the ring into the ropes.

Tamia didn't know what was going through 'Taker's mind, but she knew that she was in trouble. She bounced off of the ropes and 'Taker clotheslined her. He was trying to be as easy as he could without it being too noticeable. He watched as Tamia rolled over onto her stomach and slowly made her way to her feet. Once she got to her feet, 'Taker grabbed her and positioned her for the last ride. He grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up onto his shoulders. Once up there, Tamia started throwing punches to the back of his head. 'Taker lost his balance and fell backwards and landed on his back. Tamia threw punch after punch and then all of a sudden 'Taker grabbed her around the throat, squeezing slightly. He was a bit irritated with the way she was throwing punches at him.

He stood up and got ready to chokeslam her. He hoisted her up into the air, hesitating for a few seconds. He was about to follow through with it when he was hit from behind. He dropped Tamia as he fell to his knees. Tamia looked up to see Kane standing over her. He reached down and helped her up. He helped her out of the ring and got out himself just as 'Taker got to his feet. 'Taker watched as Kane helped Tamia up the ramp.

"Undertaker!" Terri said, running down the hallway towards him. "Undertaker...could I get your thoughts on your match? How do you feel about your brother helping out your oppenent?" she asked, holding the mic up to him. "What are my thoughts? How do I feel? Well Terri, let me tell you how I feel about all of this. That little bitch not only interefered in my match...she interefered in Kane's too...causing us to lose the the match all together. I don't know why my brother came to her aid tonight, but I'm gonna find out!" With that said, he turned and walked away as the cameras went to JR and "The King."

'Taker made his way to Kane's room. He knew that Tamia had probably seen his interview. He felt bad about calling her a bitch...but he had to make it look and sound real.

One of the camera men came running up to 'Taker. "'Taker...we wanna catch you making your way to Kane's room," he said. 'Taker sighed heavily, wanting nothing more than to find Kane and Tamia and go back to the hotel. He waited for the camera man to finish and then he headed down the hallway again, with the camera right behind him.

'Taker rounded the corner and stopped when he saw Kane and Tamia walking together. Kane turned around and upon seeing 'Taker, he gently pushed Tamia behind him. 'Taker walked forward, glaring at the both of them. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Why are you protecting her?!" 'Taker said, looking his brother right in the eyes. "I'm not gonna let you hurt her," Kane said, his voice raspy. "Kane...she needs to be punished!" 'Taker yelled. Kane felt Tamia grab the back of his suit. He could tell that she was frightened. But he could tell that she wasn't faking it...she really was frightened.
"Kane...she's only gonna bring you trouble!" 'Taker said, trying to reason with him. "No 'Taker, leave her alone, I'm warning you!" Kane replied. With that said, he turned and began to walk away with Tamia in front of him. The cameras caught 'Taker's look of surprise. Then, the cameras once again went to JR and "The King," where they discussed the situation. All too soon, the show was over and everyone went back to the hotel.

Chapter 12

Mark walked into the hotel lobby to see Glen checking in, along with all the other wrestlers and divas. "Hey Mark," Glen said. "Hey," Mark replied. "I hope I didn't hit ya too hard out there," Glen said. "No, you didn't. What were you doin' out there anyway?" "Vince sent me out there. He said somethin' about just having a great idea. So he quickly told me what to do. I took Tamia back to my dressing room with me, cause that's what Vince told me to do. I think she was a little shook up, she seemed scared. I could tell by the way she grabbed onto me during our confrontation," Glen explained. "Yeah, I could tell when she got in the ring too. I think that everything is startin' to get to her." "What do you mean?" "Well...I mean...first, there's me bein' her former teacher, then that night with that guy...remember, where he attacked her. Then there's our very first meeting when I got mad at her, then there's the..." Mark trailed off, not sure if he wanted to tell Glen about the kiss that he and Tamia had shared. After getting their key cards to their rooms, they headed towards the elevators. "The what?" Glen asked. Mark sighed figuring that he might as well tell his best friend. "The kiss," he said quietly. "The what?! You didn't! Did you?!" "It was her first night and we had given her a ride to the hotel. She came back down from her room and then we left the table, remember? Afterwards, she found out who I was and she freaked and went to her room," Mark explained. "Wait...did you say that you were her former teacher?" "Yeah. Remember when you, Hunter, and the others came by the school, when I was teaching?" Glen just nodded his head. Then it dawned on him. "She was the girl that was crying. Her parents had just died." "Yeah...that was her," Mark said as the elevator doors opened. They stepped off into the hallway. "Wow! Now she's here in the WWE!" Glen said, looking amazed. Mark just chuckled and nodded his head. "I really need to talk to her, do you happen to know what room she's in?" Mark asked.

Just then Stacy came out of her room, bumping into Glen. She looked up and stared at him. "Damn, he's gorgeous!" she thought. "Sorry, you okay there?" Glen asked. "Yes, thank you," Stacy said, still staring at him. Glen smiled at her making her heart melt. Mark cleared his throat trying to get their attention.

They both turned and looked at him. "Hi Stacy, do you happen to know what room Tamia is in?" "Yeah, we got adjoining rooms," she said pointing to the door next to her's. "Thanks," Mark said smiling. "No problem," Stacy replied smiling back. "Glen, would you come with me?" Mark asked, trying not to make it too obvious that he didn't want to go alone. "Sure," Glen said. "What are you guys gonna do?" Stacy asked. "Nothin', I just need to talk to her," Mark said. "Oh...okay. You know what Mr. C..." "Call me Mark," "Mark...after you left the high school, I think Tamia really missed you. She never actually came right out and said it...but I could tell that she did. I just thought you should know that." Stacy turned and headed for the elevators, leaving Mark standing there, stunned. He looked at Glen, who just kinda shrugged his shoulders. Then he turned and looked at the door, raising his hand to knock

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