Superstar.Status
If you are what you say you are, a superstar
Then have no fear, the crowd is here
And the lights are on
And they wanna show oh oh oh oh, yeah
[ :| After a good hour and a half bus ride into New Jersey, we finally made it to East Rutherford. Chilly as hell, as I gave Desiree' extra warmness by wrapping her inside my grasp. She enjoyed, still full off of the meal from Martello's Italian Restaurant. A few hours away from gametime, and unlike the Nets, I was on to take victory later tonight. Jack Campbell just didn't have a clue what he was going up against. However as we walked along sidewalk of East Rutherford. Desiree' couldn't stop staring at me as if she had something to say. I halted as I looked at her. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: What's going on? You've been giving me that look almost everytime you stared at me.
[ :| She giggled before adjusting the wool cap on her head. |: ]
Desiree': It's just what went on yesterday and what you had said. It got me all giggidy. I guess it's nothing though, really …
[ :| I looked at her, slightly scratching my head with a raised eyebrow. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: What do you mean?
Desiree': Geeze, I forgot how loss you men can be when you say something, then when we come back to ya'll. You all forget the whole thing. Well, remember yesterday when we were in the restaurant yesterday?
Juan Ramirez: Yes, what about the restaurant?
Desiree': Remember when you introduced me, and then followed behind it with "The future Misses Ramirez"?
[ :| My eyes lit up as I finally figured out what she meant. I quickly hugged her, kissing her on the forehead. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: I totally remember now, darling. So much shit being on my mind, with tonight and so forth. I see now…
Desiree': Okay, but what I want to know if you were just saying it to say it, or are you being true to your words?
[ :| Even though it was cold and chilly, after she confronted me with that, I began sweating, as I knew that'd I couldn't dare stall the answer. I could sense the wailing tears behind her eyes, ready to climb out from the first word or if she feels a let down coming. I thought about it before answering.|: ]
Juan Ramirez: Desiree' … just to say it now. Yes I meant what I said. The only thing I can't do is get married just yet. You definitely mean the world to me, Desiree', but at the moment, I'm enjoying what we have so far right now. Give it two more months. Just to make sure everything gels. The last thing I want to see is you bringing me in divorce papers, cause' of a lady fan kissed Juan Ramirez on the lips and stuck her tongue down his throat before having him sign her backside. Not saying it happen, but you never know how far these fans will go.
[ :| She made a deep sigh as she turned around, brushing her hair behind her ears. Wiping her eyes slightly. I went over to her before wrapping my arms around her as her head laid on my shoulder. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: Just give it atleast two more months. Just to make sure and I'll make you the happiest lady in the world.
[ :| She pushed off on me, as she wiped her eye yet again, as a smile shown this time. |: ]
Desiree': Really?
Juan Ramirez: Yes really!
[ :| She kissed me on the lips, as she clinged back on the side of me. We were close to the arena. No limo this time. So we had to make due by walking. It wasn't far away thouh. Probably another half hour or hour. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: So now, let's go get ourself to this arena so I can get ready for tonight and kick some ass. Then it'll be time to celebrate with some Crystal and a D-N-D tag hanging on our hotel room door.
[ :| She kissed me again, this one being a bit longer before we took off to the arena. A smile that seemingly could've stayed on her face for years. Years and years. All you had to do is say a few words and everything is fixed and back to normal. |: ]
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[ :| The arena, jam-packed early with desiring fans packed in to see me pre-game before the epic match later in the night. I held smiles and cheers while the fans and the lines were lowering down as they came in wanting to be satisfied and leaving out with satisfaction gauranteed. As Desiree' was to my side, doing her thing and me doing mines, it was a perfect deal. I looked towards Desiree' giving her a wink before I continued back to signing and taking pictures.|: ]
Juan Ramirez: Who’s next?
[ :| A young caucasion boy sporting an authentic Ramirez New York Giants Home jersey with doube zero’s as he held a smile. He came up to the table, followed by his father, who held the camera in possession. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: What’s good fella’?
Boy: Hey Mr. Ramirez, can you autograph this jersey, Sir’?
[ :| I nodded as he came around the table, his father began taking pictures of the moment, while I signed the back of his jersey. He turned around smiling, as I posed with him, while his father took the picture. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: There you go homie!
Boy: Thank you Mr. Ramirez! You’re the best!
[ :| The kid went and ran back over to his pops as he was excited. They exited, as the next person came up. A petite young lady came up with my Yankee’s jersey on saying “Striking Gold” on the back as she stands there smiling. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: What can I do for you darling?
[ :| She just smiled. I was still waiting to see what she wanted. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: Uhmm … anything that I can do for you?
Lady: Yes! Can you sign my I Love New York tee’ … it’s under this jersey.
Juan Ramirez: Uhm … Sure!
[ :| She turned around, lifting her baseball jersey up as she revealed her white I “Heart” New York tee-shirt. Pulling off the cap of my Sharpie, I signed my name right on the heart, that sat in the “cleavage” area. I smirked a bit while signing it. A giggle was heard from her as I had finished. She turned around as she posed with me for a picture. She slid in a peck on the cheek as it was snap-shot. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: Well thank you for that … Aight ya’ll, I’ll be right back in five minutes to sign the rest of ya’ll.
[ :| As the line rested, I walked away from the table as I walked over to Desiree’ who sat in the chair, bundled up in coldness. I held her tight, rubbing up and down her back before kissing her on the lips. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: You okay?
[ :| She smiled up at me as she rubbed her hands onto mines as I kneeled down. |: ]
Desiree’: Yeah I’m okay, just soo cold. I need a heater or something.
Juan Ramirez: Yeah, I feel ya. Won’t be too much longer, I hope. I’m a lil’ chilly myself. If you want I can escort you to the locker room, to stay warm.
[ :| She rubbed her cold hands on my chin, as I jumped a bit from the coldness. She laughed as I hugged her around the waist, kissing her again on the lips. So soft, so plush. I looked at the clock on the wall. |: ]
Juan Ramirez: Hopefully one more hour we can go and leave and have a bit of time to ourselves before the starting event. You’ll be warmed up, just know that part. I’ll be back!
[ :| As I could tell she was feeling a bit warmer, I hugged her tight, before standing back up. I skipped back to the table, as I opened the warmish bottle of water, taking a quick swig’ from it. As I returned back to the fans, the electricity between me and them were high. The scene faded while the next one had stepped up. |: ]
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Flame on - I rain fire, when Johnny Storm
I'm shocking like live wire - you have been warned
I prolong this next chamber, to make it strong
And prove all them doubters wrong
Don’t even bother.
Yo Jack, I see it like this man, your comeback is going to be very, very short lived. I know you’re wanting to gain payback and make this 1-1 but I’m a fucking beast right now. Better than ever, Better than Ezra. I’m pretty sure you’re trying to get yourself together and get that mini-exercise rolling in again for this battle. Let me warn you before you go too far.
Stop. Just stop.
Quit now or forever rest in peace. I consider this my home and at Gang Rulz I’m going to defend it. I know it’s really Glacier’s hometown, but who gives a fuck about Glacier. This about Syndicate taking over and dominating the shit out of Gang Rulz. Jay Gold says he’s never been defeated at Gang Rulz, well his record is about to be fucked. Having Liana is like having a “Jinxer”. She’s equivalent to that. You affiliate yourself with her, and your career goes down along with it. Good luck, Jay … you’re going to need all the luck in the world.
We are the masters of the moment, kid.
Now Jack, as I previously said … I know this match is going to mean a lot to you. You representing the “Armpit Crew” and everything, and trying to make a win on your re-debut. However as said before. I am the Favre up in SCW. I can be a step down, and within a blink, I can blast you away in within seconds. It’s hard to figure my direction, Jack. Single reason why my dominancy has been so unstoppable lately.
Twenty-five cents, then try again.
That’s all it takes. Do what Mayhem did. Try again. Not saying you’ll succeed but atleast you know you tried your damned hardest. Mayhem could’ve had a chance beating us only if he had a much better partner. His luck ran out and so did his partner. Victorious yet again, a smile, the arrogant walk. Just smiling, seeing those two look on with disappointment and surprised. I warned them, but they chose to not listen.
Listen, Jack …
The only way to survive is to not come at all. Say you cought a last minute flu. Got madd ass hiccups, or just say you pissed your pants in being scared the shit off your couch after realizing it wasn’t in good health to fight Juan Ramirez for the second time.
I can understand. It happens to the best of us.
Show up or keep hiding. Just know, either way you’ll lose. You may have a few hits on me, but it won’t do any damage. I wish you well, soldier. Time to die.
I will not lose.
I will not fail.
The time has come to show em’ all.
Get ready Jack for the ride of your pathetic life.
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FADE.2.BLACK
