Living Life With John Cena as My Step Dad

Chapter 6

I looked around Kelly Kelly's purse for some candy that she told me was inside. I finally found the candy, which was chocolate, and I unwrapped it and ate it. It tasted so good.

Kelly laughed and asked, "Did you buy a bag of chips behind Wade's back?"

"Yeah," I said nodding my head.

She laughed again. "Good one!"

"Yep."

I took out my cell phone and I texted Wade. I said: Hello Dork.

Wade replied with: I am no dork but I know you are one. You got a bag of chips.

I looked at Kelly and said, "Well he knows I got a bag of chips."

I asked Wade: How do you know that?

He answered with: Look behind Kelly's car.

I turned my head and I saw Wade behind us. "Great. Look Kelly, he is behind us," I said and she looked.

"Why is he following us? Didn't he say we could go shopping together?"

"Yeah but he lies," I said.

Kelly replied with, "I can tell."

I decided to call Wade and so I did. When he picked up I asked, "What the heck?"

"What the heck what?" he asked me.

"You're following us," I told him.

He laughed. "Yes I am. I have good news for you."

"Tell me."

"You're an official WWE diva, I think," he told me.

I was silent for a second and I asked, "You're not lying, right?"

"Nope."

I turned to Kelly and said, "I'm a WWE Diva now, I think!"

Kelly screamed in joy and she shouted, "YES! What show are you on?"

"What show am I on?" I asked Wade.

"Maybe RAW. We have to get shopping for you WWE attire instead."

"Darn! Can I just wear something of Kelly's?" I asked and he answered with,

"No!"

"Oh yeah...too much skin," I said noticing what his problem was with it.

He was probably smiling in victory. "I think I know someone who could give you some attire," he told me.

"Who?" I asked.

"Nattie."

"Who is Nattie?"

"Natalya," he told me.

"You mean that Hart dynasty girl, right?" I asked and he said,

"Yes."

"Okay," I replied.

{Wade's House: The Party}

I walked around the house and I picked up some plates off the ground. Don't people know how to stop throwing trash over someone's floor? Gosh.

"Hey sexy," a voice from behind me said.

I turned around a gasped. "Scott?"

He smiled and said, "It is me."

"How did you find me?" I asked.

"A tracker," he answered.

I freaked out inside but on the outside, I played it cool. "Awesome," I muttered out.