“My heart, my heart
Kick start my heart
Give it a start
Ooh, Yeah, Baby
Ooh Yeah
Kick start my heart
Hope it never stops
Ooh, Yeah, Baby”
Kick start my heart – Motley Crue
Sunday July 15th 2012
“Rise and shine… hands off your gine”
Rolling over onto her stomach Odette let a slight groan escape her lips. Surely it wasn’t morning yet? Surely this was a dream right? She felt two large male hands rest on her lifeless shoulders.
“Odette… it’s time to get up duchess”
Duchess there was only one person in this universe that would dare call Odette duchess and that was Travis. Groaning again she pulled her pillow up over her head. She was in a silent protest and was not going to give in to Travis. She felt his hands shake her body firmly.
“Callum! She won’t wake up… well I know she is awake… but she is doing that little girl trick she does when she pretends she is asleep”
A soft smile crossed her face as she held in a chuckle, who knew Travis had brain cells?
“Odette I’m going to give you til the count of three to get out of bed or you’ll regret it”
Callum’s booming voice was now heard inside her room Odette kept her eyes clenched shut and hoped that this was all just in her mind or better yet that her two American friends would catch on and leave her alone.
“One”
Whatever Callum was kidding himself; Odette just laid perfectly still. She was so use to his empty threats like the time he threatened to take away her phone because she was texting instead of watching their motocross tricks
“Two”
Odette felt the warmth from Travis’ hands lift off her shoulders through the blankets, still lying there pretending to be dead to the world. A soft sigh escaped Odette’s lips in her mind she was loving this. This was almost as funny as the time Callum told Odette he was going to take the wheels off her dirt bike if she didn’t stop complaining about the damn weather
“I’m warning you Odette… two and a half… two and three quarters…”
Oh shit wait Callum did take her phone off her and he did take her wheels off her bike Odette’s eyes opened wide but her face was still covered by a mountain of pillows.
“Three”
Before Callum could finish the word three he tipped a full bucket of water over her motionless body. A scream left Odette’s lips as she felt the icy cold water seep through her bed sheets. Travis’ loud dorky laugh echoed in her mind as she ripped herself up and out of bed, holding on to her now soaked pyjama clad body she swore through gritted teeth.
“Callum I will kill you… get the fuck out”
Callum dropped the empty bucket on the floor and went to walk off while Travis followed.
“Fix yourself up Odette… we have riding to do”
Shivering from being drenched Odette ran her hand through her wet hair, watching as Callum left her room and started to stroll down the hallway. Travis stopped dead in his tracks and swung on the door frame while eyeing his Aussie friend up and down
“Is that what you wear to bed? You don’t leave much for the imagination now do you?”
Odette rushed to cover herself up while kicking the empty bucket towards Travis, he laughed at her while dodging the flying vessel.
“That wrestling training is paying off duchess… look at that ass”
Travis turned to leave her room stopping himself once more he looked over his shoulder with a cheeky grin. Odette wrapped herself up with a hoodie that was lying on the floor nearby.
“Oh and Happy Birthday Duchess”
Blowing her a kiss Odette’s gritted teeth turned into a beaming smile. It was her birthday how did she forget? Letting a slight laugh escape her lips as she looked over towards her soaked bed, Odette shrugged her shoulders like the coldness of being bitter washed away. Walking off towards her bathroom with a spring in her step Odette knew that today was going to be a good day. For starters it was her birthday, she got to go riding with her nearest and dearest oh and in a few small hours she would be meeting Kid Rock face to face.
“Odette if you have gone back to bed I’ll personally come get you”
The sound of Callum’s harsh southern voice broke Odette’s train of thought of meeting Kid Rock (oh the things I would do to him) getting a cheeky grin to cross her face.
“I’ll be down in a minute dad”
She heard a loud bang of what she assumed was a glass cup hitting the wooden breakfast bar
“I’m not your dad… now hurry the hell up… we made you an Aussie breakfast and everything”
A warm smile crept over her face she truly felt loved by Callum regardless of what shit they put each other through. He was her best friend for life.
“But I could be your Daddy if you’re lucky and play your cards right tonight… now stop wasting time or I’ll eat all your vegemite toast”
Odette’s eyes pricked up at the world vegemite without stalling she rushed off to have a shower completely ignoring Travis and his dirty mouthed remark about being her daddy. In her travels to the shower she didn’t miss the sound of what she could only imagine was Callum’s hand coming up to smack the back of Travis’ head.
“Knock that shit off man; you have known Odette for how long? You aren’t going to be her daddy”
“How do you know that I haven’t already?”
Callum shot Travis a glare that said it all
“I’m her best friend man she tells me everything… even the time you tried to suck face with her and Chloe at the same party and they both turned you down.”
“That’s a lie… that never happened. No one says no to the Travinator”
Travis was looking sure of himself as he pulled down his flat brimmed SRH hat to sit just above his eyes, while Callum started to butter some more toast.
“It’s not a lie its fucking epic that’s what that is”
Taking a bite out of an already made Vegemite toast Callum instantly regretted it as he spat it out into his hands before discarding it into the bin.
“How the fuck does she eat this shit Travis… it’s like straight up salt”
“She’s Aussie man… can’t live with em can’t live without em”
“Only the one that hurts you
Can make you feel better
Only the one that inflicts pain
Can take it away”
Erotica – Madonna
Wednesday July 17th 2012
“You know you have fan fiction written about you right?”
“Fan what?”
Odette sat across from a younger blonde female at a small coffee shop somewhere in Vegas. In between the two females was a round wooden table that was filled with empty plates and cups. The younger blonde was sitting on her IPad while Odette finished up her Hot Chocolate.
“You know Fan Fiction… it’s what fans of any particular thing writes up a story about their celebrity crush”
Odette’s right eyebrow rose slightly as she seemed intrigued by this thing called fan fiction.
“Go on”
Licking her lips she looked across at her new friend smiling with her eyes as she dug into her Swarovski crystal clutch.
“Well I googled you after I heard Trish Newborne saying she wants to see Odette gone wild”
“Naturally I can see why you would want to google that”
A cheeky smirk crossed her face as her emerald eyes fell into the blonde’s hazel ones.
“Well I do run Odette Ryder dot com… I assume you want me to do my research right?”
The Aussie didn’t say anything she just nodded getting the well-dressed girl across from her to continue. The Blonde was wearing a large black maxi dress with a cute bright yellow belt ah summer was in the air.
“Well I saw some people blogging about wanting to read some fan stories about you, since well we don’t really know much about you personally. So the fans minds do wonder. So I put on your fan site a request calling all fan fictions in relation to you… I’ve made a library of them, you want to see?”
Shoving the Ipad underneath Odette’s nose the Aussie obviously didn’t have a choice in the matter. Looking down at the screen her eyes were wide.
“There are twenty or so stories about me? Holy shit Melody that’s crazy”
Pushing the Ipad away from her Odette just seemed still a little confused by it all.
“That’s not the best bit”
Melody looked on like a kid in a candy store as she ruffled her messy teased hair.
“Well don’t hold out on me Mel what is so good about all of this?”
Odette looked down at her phone that had been awfully silent today.
“There mostly about you getting your Ryder on with the rest of Sin City Wrestling roster… I must say Odette in the Fan Fiction world you’re a saucy little minx”
Choking on air Odette snatched the Ipad out of Melody’s pale hands and scrolled through the titles of the stories
“Don’t call me that. It’s the truth behind why Odette calls Rage… RageFace”
“Oh that’s a good one Odette… you’re very dominating”
Odette just blinked a few times and continued down the list picking out odd titles and summaries
“The Dungeon. A torrid three way love affair between Christian Underwood, Scott Steiner and Odette Ryder… Odette tries to get Christian to surrender to her flirty ways but Christian and Scott have other plans for the sultry Aussie”
Looking over towards a bright smile on her friends face Odette bites on her bottom lip
“Well there is a reason why it’s called fan fiction because these stories would defiantly not happen”
“Keep reading”
Odette continued to scroll through the stories finding ones called a night with Casey Williams, Odette falls for Primetime, Aleski introduces Miss Ryder to the Party Horde and Spike shows Ryder what NXT is all about just to name a few. Swiping her right index finger up the screen Odette doesn’t know if she should be laughing or horrified at the stories her fans are writing about her.
“The Brat and the Aussie… the song fan fiction about what Odette does to young boys… I think I’m going to be sick Melody. You need to take these down.”
Placing the Ipad down on the table Odette was no longer impressed
“Why Odette? They are just harmless fiction”
Taking her sunglasses that were sitting on top of her head she placed them over eyes she seemed upset for some odd reason.
“I’m aware of this… but I feel dirty knowing that there are people out there that would even think that I would do half of this”
“So half you would do?”
“That’s not what I meant”
The words growled out of her mouth in disgust.
“What’s wrong Odette you seem upset?”
“It just annoys me that all the stories are about me well you know… doing stuff. It makes me think maybe I really am a slut and I just don’t know it”
“Don’t read too much into Odette… think of people like Trish Stratus and Lita they would have millions of these types of fan fictions out there”
Sigh
“They were also at the top of their games Melody I don’t think a girl from Australia can be placed in the same category”
“You really are too hard on yourself… look I’ll take them down if you want but just read some of them first and then make up your mind okay?”
Taking the IPad off the table Odette gave into the voice inside her head that was screaming at her to just read one or two. What would be the harm right? It was just fiction. Looking at her model like friend over the gadget in her hands Odette licked her lips.
“I can’t believe I’m even going to ask this but what’s a good one?”
“Oh there all good”
Melody flagged over a waiter and motioned that she wanted another round of drinks
“But I’d say you’ll find the one called Erotica… absolutely spine tingling”
Rolling her eyes Odette scrolled through the list and clicked on the story called Erotica. While waiting for it to load she adjusted her tight ripped black jeans, Melody watched on as Odette started to read the fan fiction. Her eyes growing wider and wider as she drove deeper and deeper into the story, the blonde started to play with her phone as she knew this was going to take a while. The waiter came by almost complete unnoticed by Odette clearing his throat awaiting his tip, the Aussie handed over some loose change that was in her pocket. Not once did her eyes leave the screen of the IPad, scrolling every now and then Odette’s mouth dropped. Melody was on the edge of her seat she must have known what part of the story Odette was up to.
“Soo?”
Putting the IPad down Odette couldn’t read anymore she was stunned.
“Soo I think these little fantasies are giving the readers a false idea of what I’m like in the bedroom… well in this case the stairwell of a busy hotel”
Melody had the look of lust in her eyes
“Isn’t it thrilling?”
“I honestly don’t think I’ll be able to listen to Erotica by Madonna again without blushing”
Looking down at her watch Odette quickly picked up her drink and finished it she was running late. Melody got the hint and followed her idol standing up at the same time the two females headed off down the street.
“You ready for this Melody?”
“Ready as I’ll ever be I’m your biggest fan I’m super excited your letting me go backstage while you cut your promo on Trish. I hope you squash her!”
A bright smile danced on Miss Ryder’s face as she lead the way to her new electric pale green 2012 ford Focus RS, ah Sin City Wrestling must be paying her too much right? Walking up to her beast of a car she opened the door and hopped in what’s that keyless entry? Sliding into her deep black leather Recaro bucket seats she looked at her reflection in the rear view mirror adjusting the position of her curly hair. Melody slipped into the passenger seat and started taking photos with her camera phone.
“What are you doing?”
Melody snapped out of her trace as she nervously laughed at Odette
“Documenting the coolest day of my life”
“You’re too sweet you know that right?”
“Not as sweet as you Odette… everyone wants a bit of you”
OMG these girls are going to make me sick… wait who is this? Anyways! Melody waves her IPad at Odette while smiling; Odette knew exactly what she meant.
“Yeah Yeah”
Waving Melody off before pushing the illuminated Ford button the engine softly purred as a whistling sound is heard as the turbo comes to life. An excited smile hits the Australian’s face as she takes off like a bat out of hell.
“So Odette you didn’t tell me what you thought of your pairing in the story of erotica what was”
Odette cut Melody off by simply turning the music up to full volume and mouthed ‘Sorry What I can’t hear you...” laughing while keeping her eyes on the road she knew Melody was sending daggers her way. Now we will never know who was in the stairway of a crowded Vegas hotel with Odette Nicole Ryder, the male in the story Erotica would be a mystery forever.
“Bite the Dust
Baby girl, I really hope
You get the message I’m trying to convey
Bite the dust
Cause you’re pushing me to the edge
And I ain’t got time to play”
Bite the dust – The Pussycat dolls
“Let’s get one thing perfectly clear I will not bow to the ‘Queen of the world’ at Climax Control”
The camera man zooms into find Miss Odette Ryder sitting by herself in a crowed shed filled with toys like road bikes, dirt bikes, go karts and jet skis. Perched up on top of her 2012 Honda CRF 250R she has her bright green and black monster energy helmet under her right arm, while her left hand is squeezing onto the handle bar. She is wearing typical female fox riding gear that as custom made for her figure hugging her in all the right places. Her long brown hair is cascading around chest and flowing down her back as a slight breeze catches it every now and then giving Odette that wind swept look. Keeping her eyes on the camera she licks her lips and continues
“Before you even think about opening your mouth Trish I’ve got some advice for you… Save your breath because you’re going to need it at Climax Control to keep up with me”
Linking her helmet on the handle bars Odette places her free right index finger over her glossed lips mouthing shh in the process
“I don’t care for your number of accomplishments you may have achieved in previous federations, I don’t care about the people you have previously destroyed or dismembered. All I care about is the here and now, so save me from watching your life story unfold in your promo Trish. In fact simply kill the noise and shut your mouth”
Just a wink that is all Odette felt was needed as she carried on
“Oh and before you even think about saying it I will not get on my knees because you’re the king of the world”
Shaking her head with her cheeky smile on her face the fans loved Odette slid down her bike so she was resting on the handle bars with her forearms.
“I’ve sat back and watched you since you arrived in Sin City Wrestling I heard the hype like everyone else… Trish Newborn is coming, Trish Newborn is ruthless, Trish Newborn is going to leave each and every bombshell laid out battered bruised and beaten. The hype oh the hype… the threats the fears the empty promises, lucky for me I don’t believe in hype so forgive me for not believing in you”
The wind picked up catching her loose curls that hung around her face looking over towards the open roller door she laughed a little to herself.
“Since the first day you decided to hit me up on twitter I knew this day would come… I knew the day would come where the biggest bitch in the business”
She laughs while keeping her eyes on the camera
“Sorry where was I? Oh yes the day where the biggest bitch in the business would get her way. Excuse me if I’m wrong but didn’t you request this match? Didn’t you tell Christian and Mark to book it? Yet as soon as the ink dried on the Climax Control card… Trish Newborn has basically disappeared… what’s the matter Trish did Kittie’s revenge leave you wondering… wondering what your life is worth?”
Rolling her tongue in her mouth Odette swallowed she didn’t seem intimidated by the legend known as newborn rising.
“Since entering the city of sin you have come up short of everything you have promise you will achieve. You told Misty you would dethrone her. You told the world you and Bianca would become the world’s first bombshell tag team champions and that’s only just naming a few. But you never made it to facing Misty one on one did you? You don’t wear the bombshell tag team gold around your waist either do you?”
Odette’s attention shifted to over her right shoulder the camera followed to show Odette’s engraved Bombshell tag team championship draped over the seat of the Sea doo jet ski. Turning back to face the camera man she winked as if to say ‘that’s right’
“Tell me how does it feel to be a constant disappointment?”
Running her fingers over the rubber grips on her handle bars Odette was itching to go for a ride, she needed to clear her mind.
“I remember you telling me that you wrote the book of how to be a bitch, well Patricia guess who is ripping out the fucking pages?”
Playfully gritting her teeth, but really Odette swearing in her official promo that’s crazy!
“I understand my Rydernites that this is a newer side of me but sometimes you have to show these so-called legends a thing or two”
Holding up her right index and middle finger to show the number two Odette couldn’t help but to feel confident.
“Now the latest broken record you keep playing is that you’re going to be the new bombshell roulette champion and beat Kittie, read my lips Trish it’s basic knowledge that you won’t beat Kittie”
Placing her hand back down onto the bike she learnt forward lifting her feet off the ground her bike stayed standing as it was up on a stand. Odette was now almost lying on her bike getting comfortable as she tugged at the braided lines while her emerald eyes remained focused.
“Now let’s get on to the fact that your most likely going to bring up the point that Kittie is my friend and that you hope she is watching our match very closely. Because what you’re going to do to me on Sunday is just a preview of what you’re going to do to her right? Wrong… you won’t make an example out of me Patricia you’ll make an ass out of yourself once again. Don’t think for one moment that I will need Kittie in my corner to beat you. If Kittie thinks about interfering in our match I’ll tell her to get lost myself. Come Sunday this is about you and me”
Pausing Odette was taking her time for once.
“You have gone on to twitter and attempted to play mind games with me. You have endeavoured to tell me that you want me. That you like a good tease. You have even resorted to asking me if I will hang out with you and your girlfriend Claire. Asking me if I want to be on your bad side telling me if I touch you I better make it worth your time. Come Sunday it all stops… The attempts of playing mind games cease. I do not want you. I will not tease you. I do not wish to spend time with you and your girlfriend. I do not care for your good side or your bad side and basically next time I touch you, will be when I’m handing your arse to you at Climax Control”
Clicking her tongue off the roof of her mouth Odette started to roll up the sleeves of her jersey.
“As for the streak dies at this week’s climax control I believe you’re sadly mistaken once more”
After rolling up her left sleeve above her elbow she did the same to her right one
“I will not lose to you Patricia I refuse to let you break my winning streak, I have worked too damn hard for someone like you to come in and try to intimidate me. I will not let you rattle the cage… you will not get inside of my mind… you will not get the upper hand. I will make you pay for every last word you have uttered about Kittie, Brandi, Cookie, Carly and I on twitter.”
As she finished adjusting her shirt a small rumble of thunder could be heard in the background.
“I don’t take being threaten lightly… so don’t expect me to be all smiles when it comes to our match because unlike you I have a job to do and that job is to win. I will not stop until I hear the one two three and until my hand is raised in victory. I’m undefeated for a reason and no it’s not because I’m the best of the best it’s because I’m just plain smart. Behind my cool calm exterior is a girl with a strategy. Everything I do is calculated yet I’m so unpredictable”
Way to go Odette where did this confidence come from? A slight laugh left her parted lips as Odette looked out the shed door it was getting dark out there and the wind was picking up. Returning her attention to the camera man she continued.
“You know for some one that has studied psychology you have no idea of how to get inside anyone’s minds”
Tapping her temple with her index finger the cool chick smile beamed brightly.
“My final words to you Trish are these… buckle up because I have so much to prove and a streak to defend so I don’t plan on making this easy for you. I don’t care about how tough your life has been or what you have gone through, who you have hurt, who you have punished. I don’t care for your showman like qualities I don’t care about what you’re going to flap your gums about doing to me. It’s time to put up and shut up. But please don’t bring the watered down Trish to the ring this Sunday I want your aggressive best.”
Another rumble of thunder echoed through the steel structure as the smell of rain lingered in the breeze.
“Just because I’m nice people like you seem to be oblivious to the fact that I know how to hold my own. I too have been through some dark days, I have been through discomfort; I have tasted agony I have been blinded by rage, but I have enjoyed every single millisecond of it. It has made me stronger. So go ahead Trish try and rip me apart limb from limb, try and leave my breathless want to destroy me, want to finish my winning streak so bad that it fuels the fire inside of you”
Lightening lit up the shed as her promo seemed to be drawing to an end. Slowly bringing herself back up into a sitting position Odette placed her feet firmly on the ground. Her hands still wrapped around the clutch and the throttle.
“Let’s give the Sin City Wrestling fans a match they will be talking about for years to come let’s cut the bullshit and do what were born to do and that’s to entertain to fight to survive. Whatever you throw at me Trish expect twice as much in return. I do not want walk away this Sunday disappointed so give me everything you got, because I will be giving you everything I have. Mark my words Rydernites and NXT extremists bank on the fact that I Miss Odette Ryder will not let you down.”
The storm outside was almost about to unleash a fury of rain, grabbing her helmet Odette took the straps out from inside it and placed it on top of her head. Not popping it on just yet she still had some things to say.
“I do everything for you and will continue to do so, so the louder you cheer the more you support me the more I will continue to grow.”
Odette was talking about her fans obviously
“I hope you bring the crazed Queen out to play on Sunday Patricia because I want to feel pain, I want to face the Trish that brought fear into young girls eyes be the best that you can be veteran. Take me to school but when it’s all said and done you’ll be the one learning a lesson”
Cue thunder and lightening
“Rydernites at Climax control the streak continues count on it and thanks for continuing to feed my desire.”
Sending her fans an air kiss Odette pushed her bike forward slamming it down off its stand, pulling a pair of gloves out of her back pocket she placed them on her hands.
“Oh and Trish before I forget come Sunday let’s ride”
Quickly slipping her helmet fully down over her face Odette buckled it up, guiding the kick start out with her foot all it took was one harsh kick and her reliable bike roared to life. Clicking it into gear she released the clutch and held the throttle wide open riding out of her shed like a getaway car. Riding off into the middle of a storm most likely wasn’t the wisest thing but how could she resist the fresh mud that was now covering her motocross track? The camera continued to film her as she took off into the wide open surrounds of her backyard high tailing it towards the freestyle track she rode out of view and the scene faded to nothing.
