|Dream or Destiny
Author: Christal-R PM
Brooke is a hopeless romantic as she falls for a certain Raw superstar. Will she get her true love or will she end up being crushed?Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Chapters: 6 - Words: 11,517 - Reviews: 40 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 03-09-08 - Published: 07-06-07 - id: 3640098
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Yes, once again, another story! lol. I thought of a new pairing and just thought of trying it out. I hope this chapter is okay lol. Happy reading!
Chapter 1 – Her 'Soul Mate'
The women's locker room was currently empty as the ECW diva Brooke Adams was lying on a couch, hugging up a magazine in her arms. She smiled dreamily and let out a sigh of happiness as she would appear to be in a daze for a moment. That latest edition of the WWE magazine seemed to be somewhat precious as she held it close to her heart.
Then the locker door opened by a curly- haired diva that just happened to came in a weird moment as the brunette diva gave a kiss to the face of a certain wwe superstar who was on the cover.
"Brooke, you are so out of it."
"And hello to you too, Layla."
Layla made a groan of annoyance for Brooke was in her usual state of day dreaming again.
"You have any idea what time it is?"
"Not really, what's the time now?"
"It's time for you to get your butt up and get ready for the show!"
Brooke laughed. "You're so funny."
"I'm serious! We have to be in the ring in the next ten minutes and you haven't even dressed yet!"
"I will, in time."
The brunette diva dreamily sang part of her favorite song.
"Nobody's going to love me better…."
Layla rolled her eyes in annoyance and shook her face. She was totally out of it.
Then the door opened and a blonde woman came in to join them, only to have a confused look on her face.
"How come she's not ready?"
"Kelly, please talk some sense into her!" Layla exclaimed. "She wouldn't even listen to me!"
Kelly was bewildered to find the diva hugging a magazine close to her chest. "Why are you treating it like a teddy bear?"
"Oh Kelly, don't you see that I'm holding onto my prince?"
"Oh yeah my prince," Brooke gushed. She sat up from the black leather couch. "He's on the cover, isn't he so handsome? Anyway, you know the best part about this magazine is?"
"I know!" Kelly flashed out a grin. "We look so hot with those bikinis on, don't we?"
"I wasn't talking about that!" said Brooke. "Plus I didn't look at them yet."
"So…" Kelly began, utterly confused at that moment. "What do you mean?"
She opened the magazine to the middle and took out the large piece of paper that was folded neatly.
"I was talking about this poster! It has a poster of him!"
Kelly frowned. "That was the best part? The best part?"
"Uh huh!" Brooke nodded. "From now on, I'm going to pin it up on the wall on every locker we would occupy in every Tuesday night! So it will always remind me of him!"
Kelly scoffed. A whisper came into her ear.
"See what I mean?"
"Yeah I see," Kelly whispered back. "When will she ever learn?"
"You guys want to see what it's like? It will blow your mind away, trust me!"
"Brooke! We don't have the time for this!" Kelly snapped. "The show's about to start soon and you're not dressed into your outfit!"
"That's what I've been trying to tell her!" Layla put in.
Brooke laughed. "Okay! Okay! I'm going! I'm going!"
She went to her locker to take out her outfit that she would be wearing for tonight. Brooke then disappeared behind the folding screen to get changed.
A few minutes had past and the girls would look back at the mirror to make sure they would look good before they go out to perform their dance.
"So you're ready?" the leader of the group asked.
The brunette had just finished applying her lip gloss before making a response. She had on a black bra top and jeans with a diamond studded belt around the waist and her black boots.
"Yeah, I'm ready."
"Good. Let's go girls."
"I have to give my kiss to him before I go."
"Oh brother!" said Layla.
Brooke grinned at the post of the wwe superstar she was falling for and she knew that one day they will be together. Despite the fact that they were on separate shows, somehow love will find a way to bring them closer.
She pressed her two fingers to her lips and then brought then over to the cheek of the person, who was posing on the poster that was pinned up to the wall above the couch.
"Brooke, seriously you've gone mad."
"Not just mad Kelly," the brunette said dreamily. "I'm madly in love with him."
Kelly and Layla made a sigh. There was just no use because she won't listen to them. All she has ever done was talk about her true 'soul mate.'
"Okay, let's go!" said Brooke as she skipped off happily out from the locker room. Layla and Kelly exchanged look to one another.
"Will she ever let this go?"
"I don't think so."
They let out a sigh and turned to look at the poster of the poster of the proclaimed 'soul mate' that she would go on about every single day. He was very good looking there was no doubt about it. But they fear for their friend if she continued to hold on to her belief that she and that certain superstar would end up together just like destiny had planned it.
They looked at the poster of Randy Orton and then exchanged looks at one another. They both agreed on one thing.
When it comes to Brooke, she was indeed a hopeless romantic.
Again, I hope this chapter is okay, lol. Let me know if I should continue, lol! Thanks for reading!