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"Hey! Be quiet!" The teacher yelled over the roar of the students in her classroom. She quickly walked over and picked up the class phone that was currently blaring its annoying little ringtone.
"Yes?... Yes she is... Yes I can... Yep, bye. Carrie, you need to go to the office."
Everyone in the class turned and stared at the quiet, small, shy girl towards the back of the room.
"M-me?" She stuttered, shocked.
"No, the other Carrie." The teacher said with a hint of sarcasm lacing her voice.
Carrie gulped, gathered her stuff and quickly left the room. As quiet as possible, she had started to cross the smallish school. She had never gotten called down to the office. Only once had she every gotten in major trouble -- and that was back in the fifth grade. Now in twelfth grade, she knew that if she followed the rules, everything would go as planned and she wouldn't get noticed very often.
Finally, she reached the small office also known as, the place she never wanted to be at. Taking a deep breath, she pushed the doors open and looked up.
"You wanted to --" She stopped in her tracks, mouth dropping, hands already drenched in sweat and knees wobbly. Standing in in front of her were the three tall men formally known as The Shield.
As she stood there in front of the three men, she couldn't help but wonder why they were there. Certainly they weren't there for her.
"Hey, you're Carrie, right?" Dean spoke out, in his raspy voice.
She opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out. Instead of trying to speak again, she just nodded.
"Well, as you may know, I'm Seth, this is Dean, and that's Roman." Seth extended his hand and all she did was stare at it. "Come on, don't leave me hangin'." He chuckled.
Slowly reaching out, she took his hand. Instead of shaking it like a normal person, Seth pulled her into a tight embrace. Her heart started to race and her mind went blank. Seth's muscular arms were holding her against him and she didn't want it to end. She inhaled his scent, which was an axe type of spray with a tint of mint; he must've been chewing gum. After what seemed like forever, Seth pulled away and smiled at her. Her face turned instantly red as his smiled seemed to stretch from ear to ear.
"As Seth said, I'm Roman." He grinned and threw a large arm around her shouldres. Her blush got deeper, if that was even possible.
"Well, let's get out of this hellhole," Dean said, then turned to the secretary lady, who had a scowl on her face, "No effense." The lady just shook her head and unlocked the doors for them. As they stepped out of the office, Carrie softly spoke up.
"I need to uhm, go to my locker.."
"Well," Dean started, "where is it?"
"D-down the hall.."
"What number and what's your combo?" Seth asked.
"Locker 72, combo's 42-26-40." She shivered as Roman brought his arm down from her shoulders and put it around her waist.
"Dean and I will get your things, Rome will take you to the car." She smiled slightly and nodded. As Dean and Seth took off down the hall, Roman opened the doors for Carrie and lead her to the car.
As Roman and Carrie got to the car, Carrie started to get nervous.
"Uhm, R-Roman?" She nervously said.
"Yes, doll?" Her heart fluttered. No guy had ever called. Well, no guy had really talked to her willingly.
"Wh-why are you g-guys here?" She looked up at him. He was a full foot taller than her and well, she was hoping he'd answer her quickly so she wouldn't strain her neck. Roman smirked and wrapped both of his muscular arms around petite body.
"When we get to the house, we'll explain everything." He ran a hand up and down her back, forcing a shiver to run wildly through her body.
"Am I going home?"
"Only to say goodbye and grab a few things. Your family already knows what's going on." Roman ran a hand through her hair as she slightly frowned. Her family was the only thing she had left after her friends moved away. Roman noticed her shoulders start to slump and a frown spread across her face.
"Hey," He put two fingers underneath her chin and lifted her head up to face him, "It'll be OK, You have us now." He lightly kissed her forehead and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly. She felt like if they were to stay in that postiion for too long, he'd snap her body in half.
"Roman! Don't break her!" They turned their heads and saw Dean & Seth walking towards them. Roman chuckled and slowly let go of Carrie.
"We got everything out of your locker." Dean said, handing her her bag.
"E-everything? Why?"
"Because when you come back tomorrow, you'll have a new everything." Seth said as he threw a bag into the back of the car.
"What do you mean by 'everything'?"
"Damn girl, you ask a lot of questions!" Dean exclaimed, seeming annoyed.
"S-sorry..." Carrie quietly whispered. Dean scoffed and got into the passenger side, quickly slamming the door.
"Don't mind him. He's just a little mad because he has to wait until tomorrow to get you." Roman lowly whispered in her ear before jogging over to the driver's side.
"We'll explain everything when we get to the house. Now, get your pretty little butt in the car before Dean explodes." Roman smirked at her before he got into the car.
Carrie turned to Seth, who just shrugged. He went over to the other side of the car and got in. Reluctently, she got in the car and buckled her seatbelt. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and felt the car start to move. As she looking out the window, at all the things that were seeming to rush past them, a hand had been placed on her knee. She looked at the muscular hand and trailed her eyes up the arm to see who it was. Seth was smiling brightly at her and his eyes looked warm and inviting.
"Everything will be fine, baby girl."
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Carrie took a deep breath before getting out of the car and looking up at her new home. It was a pretty regular house; two story, nice yard, fence around the backyard, just the norm.
"Don't step on the grass. I just put fertilizer down." Seth said, grabbing two bags from the back.
"Oh no! I stepped on the grass!" Dean teasingly laughed, walking up the small path that leads up to the house.
Carrie let out a small giggle as she heard Seth let out a grunting noise. As she started to walk up the sidewalk, she looked around. The neighborhood seemed nice and clean. Kind of weird for wrestlers, but it'll have to work.
"Baby girl! Hurry your cute ass up and get in here!" Dean yelled from inside the house.
Carrie jumped and walked pretty quickly into the house. She stepped inside, and gave the house a quick scan with her eyes. It was a really nice house; inside and out. Her jaw almost dropped to the floor when she walked towards the back, peering outside.
A hot tub was connected to a pool, which were both to the left of a WWE style ring. The whole backyard was surrounded by a fence that was at least 20 feet tall.
"Like what you see, baby?" A pair of muscular arms were wrapped around Carrie's waist, as a husky voice whispered in her ear.
She gulped loudly, and tried to say something, but nothing came out. She merely nodded her head, while smiling.
"Well, I'm glad you like it. You and I will be exploring that hot tub tonight.." Dean mumbled in her ear, gently nibbling the earlobe. She bit her lip, stifling a moan that had bubbled up her throat. Pulling her against him, she let out a small yelp as he tightened his arms around her.
"Mm, I like those noises you make.. Can I hear more?" Dean bit her ear, forcing a louder yelp to come out of her mouth.
"Dean, dammit. We told you not to touch her until tomorrow!" A deep, yet high pitched, voice cried behind them. Carrie turned her head and found Seth carrying all the bags. Well, used to be carrying. He dropped them in front of the doorway, not caring if there were delicate items, or if things broke. Dean dropped his arms and Carrie let out a breath, one she hadn't realized she'd been holding.
"You know that when I see something I like, I have to touch it to see how it feels."
"That makes no sense."
"When does he ever make sense?" Roman asked, picking up a bag off of the ground. Carrie quietly giggled as she stood there and watched the three men start picking up their things. Dean whispered something to Roman, which made Seth growl softly. Carrie went to go pick up one of the bags, but was stopped.
"Dean will be showing you your room, and he'll be more than happy to carry your bags." Roman gently said, smiling at her.
"O-okay.." She let go of the bag as Dean put a hand on it. Dean slung two other bags over his shoulder and hurriedly grabbed Carrie's hand, forcing her to follow him down the hallway. He was walking so fast that if Carrie had stopped moving her feet, he'd be dragging her.
"D-Dean.. Slow down.." She whimpered, trying to pull him back. He just turned and smirked at her and continued his walking speed. Huffing madly, Carrie squeezed Dean's hand. After they passed a few doors, they were at the end of the hallway.
"Here's your room." Dean said, pushing the door open.
As the door slowly squeaked open, Carrie gasped. It was far bigger, and more clean then she was used to. One wall was a bright, white color; which made her head ache just a bit. The back wall was cut in half by a weird red and white striped things, while the other wall was white, but was covered by a mirror and cut by a window. Seemingly in the middle of the room was a TV stand, with a very high up TV. Thank god she had three, 6foot tall men in the house.
"So? Do you like it?" Dean asked, wrapping his arm loosely around Carrie.
"Like it? I absolutely love it.. I'll have to hang up a few posters, though.. Or write on that very white wall." She giggled to herself, thinking of all the possiblities that she could do to the room.
"Am I allowed to help with these changes that you'll be making?" Dean lightly nibbled at her earlobe after he spoke.
"I-I.. uhh.." She let out a soft gasp as he bit down on her ear.
"Maybe we can do it in the paint.. How's that sound?"
"Jonathan Good. Get your hands off of her, right NOW."
Carrie jumped and quickly turned around. Seth was standing there, his eyes full of rage, his face a light pink and his hands were at his sides, balled into fists. Dean growled, tightening his grip around Carrie. She let out a soft shriek as the arms around her tightened.
"I'm going to tell you one more time; take your arms off of her."
"Why don't you make me?"
Seth tightened his fists, and clenched his jaw. Carrie stood there in silence as the two men stared angrily at each other.
"G-guys?" She stuttered, hoping to stop whatever they were doing.
"Yes, babes?" Dean asked her, not tearing his gaze away from Seth.
"I'm hungry..."
Seth closed his eyes and let out a breath. Dean barely loosened his grip around Carrie, and they all stood in silence for a little while.
"What are you hungry for, babe?" Seth asked, opening his eyes and looking at her.
"Food."
Dean look out a slight chuckle as the word escaped her lips.
"Duh, what kind of food, though?"
"I dunno.. Food."
"Fine, let's head down to the kitchen and I'll whip us up something to eat." Seth pulled Carrie out Dean's arms and quickly pulled her out of the room.
"Be careful with her!" Dean shouted after them.