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chapter 7

Jami's white, mercury Capri convertible pulled up to the arena in Greensboro.  "Good thing you left the top up, or my hair would look like crap by now!" Tasha exclaimed with a laugh. 
 
Jami looked over at Tasha in the passenger seat.  She was dressed in classic blue jeans and a red and white, flamed, long sleeved shirt that had the word, "NAUGHTY" written across her medium B sized chest.  On her size 8 feet she wore a pair of brown sandals (AUTHOR'S NOTE: I TOLD YOU I'D GET IT ALL IN THERE TASHA).  Her dirty blonde hair was pulled back loosely on the sides. 
 
Lita was in the backseat, half asleep.  She was wearing a pair of dark, baggy, black jeans and had a dark green t-shirt on that said, "I Make Naughty Look Nice".  She had left her long, red hair down, curled slightly. 
 
Jami was wearing dark blue jeans and a black tank top that said, "Evil's Never Looked This Good".  Her brown hair, with it's red, blonde and blue highlights, was pulled back into a messy bun. 
 
The 3 girls left the car with one of the underground parking attendants.  They were quickly ushered to the backstage area.  As they walked through the halls, Lita looked around as if searching for something.  They stopped outside of a dressing room and Tasha knocked on the door. 
 
A few moments passed before it was flung open.  Edge stood there in a pair of jean cut off shorts and no shirt.  His hair was still damp from an earlier shower, they assumed.  Edge looked at the three of them in shock before giving Tasha a huge bear hug.  "I've missed seeing you!" he told her, giving her a kiss on the cheek.  Then he gave Jami a hug before turning to Lita.  "I'm Edge, I know that you probably don't remember me, but I'm going to hug you anyhow." and he did. 
 
"Well, we just stopped by on our way to Matt and Jeff's locker room.  Tasha, you can chill here if you want. We'll come find you in a bit, or vice versa." Jami said.  Both Lita and Jami started to walk away before they heard Edge call to them.  "Hey J., Lita.  I like your shirts!" he smirked before turning to Tasha, grabbing her hand and pulling her into his locker room.  Before the door shut Jami and Lita heard him say, "And I really like your shirt, Tasha."

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