Hello, all!

Welcome to my brand new story, 'Good For You.' I am so excited for this story, and I can't wait to finally write one focusing on Seth. He's kinda been screwed over a few times in my previous stories, and I bloody love that crazy little sell-out. So it's finally time for him to take centre stage in his own fan-fic.

I have so much planned for this story. Lots of drama, lots of laughs, and plenty romance. I can't wait for you all to read it.

So enjoy!

This chapter is named after 'Haven't Met You Yet' by Michael Buble

Elizabeth Chapman's Point Of View

"Ellie, order for table 25 is up," came the voice of my manager.

"Coming!" I replied, smoothing down my dress and grabbing the tray of plates, bringing them out and heading over to the table. I placed the plates down, asked the customers if they had everything they needed, then headed on my way, ready to get the next load of meals out.

I'd been waitressing for a few years now, a job I'd started in college and continued afterwards. It wasn't the worst job in the world, but it certainly wasn't the best. The heat, the smelly food, the angry customers, the shit tips... Yeah I enjoyed the company of the people I worked with, but waitressing was definitely not where I wanted to be.

So as I grabbed the next tray of food to take out, I was thankful that tonight was my last night in this job. I was finally moving on to bigger and better things and finally making something of my life.

My new job was a once in a lifetime opportunity, a dream job, something that only came once in a blue moon.

I, Ellie Chapman, having been a fan since I was a child, had managed to get a job in WWE!

I'd had the interviews, put in the time and effort, and they'd offered me a contract as a backstage interviewer, shadowing Renee Young and conducting interviews with the Superstars and Divas. I couldn't believe it when the offer came through saying they were willing to take me on, I was finally living a dream.

Though managing to get the initial interview had been quite lucky too, especially considering I had a pretty famous boyfriend who had arranged it for me. I suppose it meant I already had a foot in the door and had someone to sweet talk the bosses and put in a good word. My boyfriend had talked them round and convinced them to give me a shot.

It was one of the perks of dating the great Randy Orton.

I'd been with Randy for a year now, ever since he'd visited my restaurant when on the road. He'd asked me to go for drinks after my shift and we'd been together ever since.

And knowing how well he knew Triple H and how in he was with the company, it was rather easy to get an interview. But that was the easy part. An interview does not guarantee the job, and I'd had to work damn hard to get it. But I'd impressed them with my own skills and had been offered the position a few days later. I'd handed my notice in at the restaurant that same night, and was now doing my last shift before joining Randy on the road and working for WWE.

I knew the show was in town that night, Raw taking place in our local arena in a few days time, so I wouldn't have far to travel for my first evening on the job. Plus it was always fantastic to have Randy so close. I just couldn't wait for this final shift to end and I could move on to something I actually wanted to do.

I took the food over to my customers, turned to head back to the kitchen, and was surprised to see a few WWE superstars walk through the door.

We were a small restaurant, a quiet one, one where absolutely nobody famous or big came through. So you can imagine my surprise when Seth Rollins, Fandango and Heath Slater walked through the door and headed to a table. I glanced, a little star struck as the men took their seats and began perusing through the menu.

I'd watched WWE since I was a child, and had watched it even more closely since Randy and I had been together, so I knew exactly who these men were. It was strange but considering I'd been with Randy for a year, I'd never met any of the wrestlers. This was because Randy was private and reclusive, never wanting his work and personal life to mix. This was about to change with me getting my new job, but because of his ways, I knew none of the wrestlers and none of them knew me. They knew Randy had a partner, but that was the extent of everyone's knowledge. Who she was, nobody had a clue.

However the arrangement was something Randy wanted to continue, even with us working together. This saddened me since I wanted to be open about our relationship. I wanted to be able to hug and kiss him at work, and be with him as often as I could. But my boyfriend had a heel persona to uphold, and he didn't want the attention or the looking eyes of people watching us if they knew we were together. So I'd reluctantly agreed to go ahead with this, acting the stranger to Randy whilst we were at work.

So seeing these men now in the restaurant was the first time I'd ever seen them in the flesh. A few customers turned as they entered, many whispering and smiling, also knowing who they were. My face turned red, my heart pounding with excitement at the sight of these men.

I knew I'd have to get used to seeing all these Superstars if I was going to be working with them, but tonight I was still Ellie the waitress, so I allowed myself this moment to fan-girl to myself.

I noticed they'd taken a table in my section, so once I'd calmed down and had taken a deep breath, I took my notepad and pencil out and headed over to their table.

"Hi, guys, welcome to Bellagio's," I said. "My name is Elizabeth and I'll be your waitress this evening. Can I get you any drinks?"

Seth smiled up at me, but Fandango and Heath Slater began to smirk, whispering between themselves. I ignored them, Seth giving me the table's order.

"Just three glasses of water please," he smiled, and I jotted it down on my notepad.

"And would you gentlemen like any starters?"

"I'll have you as a starter," Fandango said, Heath Slater beginning to snigger to himself, clearly amused.

I simply rolled my eyes, realising that I should have known what a sleaze ball Fandango was from all the times he'd been on TV. He'd always been the same.

"Dude, not cool," Seth glared before looking back up to me. "Sorry about him," he said apologetically. "He's not always like that."

"It's fine," I said. "We get guys like this in all the time."

"Even so, I'm sorry," he said. Seth was a very tall man, even whilst sitting down, his muscles broader in real life than they seemed on TV. His hair shone two different colours, his eyes a lovely deep brown. I was a bit of a Shield fan, so to see one third of the faction in my restaurant was such an amazing moment.

"Like I said, it's fine," I replied, remaining professional. "So are there actually any starters you guys want?"

"We'll take two portions of garlic bread," Seth said, sending a glare in the direction of Heath and Fandango, the two of them stopping their sniggers immediately.

"Two garlic breads," I mumbled, writing it down. They ordered their mains too, and I took the menus from their hands. "Thanks, guys," I said. "I'll pop that order through for you now. There's complimentary breadsticks on the table and I'll be right over with your drinks."

I headed away from the table, overhearing Seth saying something towards the other two, scolding them for their words and actions. I smiled to myself, handing the chef the food orders as I prepared their drinks.

I'd managed to calm my fan-girl side down, especially after how two of the men had acted. Being a waitress in a short black skirt meant I got a lot of attention from idiotic men. I wasn't the only one – the uniform meant a lot of the girls here were hit on or had derogatory things said to them. Thankfully there were men in world like Seth Rollins who were actual gentlemen and treated me like a person instead of a leggy brunette.

I placed the drink on a tray and took them over.

"Wow, that was quick," chuckled Seth. "I wasn't expecting the drinks so soon." I noticed the other two were no longer at the table.

"I'm a pro at this," I laughed. "Where are your friends?"

"Bathroom," he replied. "Again, I can only apologise for how they acted before."

"Don't worry about it," I replied, placing each drink down onto the table. "We get guys in here all the time like that."

"That sucks," he said sadly.

"Yeah, but it's my last night on the job so I don't have to worry about that anymore."

"Oh?" he asked curiously, taking a sip of his water. "And why's that?"

"I have a new job, starting in a few days," I said, smiling to myself inwardly. I really couldn't wait to begin.

"Anything interesting?" he asked, and he genuinely seemed interested, like he really wanted to know. It felt nice to have customers who seemed to actually give a damn.

"Just a job in media," I said, remembering that Randy wanted me to say nothing. "Nothing too important. But I can't wait to start."

"Then that's what matters," he grinned. "As long as you enjoy your job, that's what's most important."

"I agree," I said, noticing the other two making their return. "So enjoy your drinks and I'll be over soon with your food."

"Thanks, uh, what was your name again?" he asked.

"Elizabeth," I replied. "But you can call me Ellie."

"Ellie…" he said softly, offering me a warm and genuine smile. "Well, thank you, Ellie. You've been most helpful. Good luck with the new job."

"Anytime. And thank you," I replied sweetly, noticing how he watched me as I walked away. Manners and being professional always pay off because the tip they gave me at the end of their visit was the biggest tip I'd ever received.

xXx

My last shift at the restaurant finally drew to an end and I said my final goodbyes to all my workmates. Excitement and adrenaline for my new job were the only things keeping me awake, tiredness overtaking me. I was completely exhausted and there was nothing that I wanted more than to get home, see Randy and get to sleep.

I drove home on autopilot, parking the car up and letting myself inside my house. Randy was already there on the sofa, watching TV. He always chose to stay here with me when he was in Seattle instead of staying in a hotel with everyone else.

"Hey, sweetheart," he smiled as he saw me enter the living room. I collapsed on the sofa, cuddling immediately up to him, loving how comfortable he was. He wrapped an arm around me. "How was your last shift?"

"Tiring," I replied. "I can't wait to go to sleep and rest. I've been on my feet literally all night."

He kissed my forehead, being as attentive and sweet to me as ever. "I'm guessing it was a busy one?"

"Insanely busy," I said. "I hardly got a minute to myself. Though some of the wrestlers you work with came in at one point."

With that sentence, Randy's entire persona suddenly changed. He was always so sweet and kind to me, but every now and then, The Viper he portrayed on-screen often came out off-screen too. I hated when it happened, and I knew he was going to be pissed for the rest of the evening. "Who was it?" he seethed.

"No one important," I said quickly, trying to recover. "And I didn't say anything about us or where I'll be working."

"Ellie, I asked you who it was. Now answer me. Who was it?" he said, his eyes dark.

Fuck… Good move, Ellie!

"I-It was Fandango and Heath S-Slater," I replied, consciously leaving Seth out. I knew Randy was upset and would be keeping his eye out for those men. Seth had been so sweet and kind to me that I didn't want him under Randy's careful watch. Besides, what didn't hurt Randy wouldn't kill him.

"Dirty fuckers," he mumbled. "And you mentioned nothing about us?"

"Not a thing," I said, shaking my head.

"Because you know they can't know, Ellie." He softly stroked my cheek, causing me to swallow the lump in my throat. "It's our little secret, okay?"

"Okay, Randy," I replied. "I won't say a thing."

Sleep came very easily to me that night, despite being on Randy's bad side and despite the shitty thoughts of what he'd do running through my head. Work had exhausted me to the point where I was asleep the moment my head hit the pillow, my dreams filled with WWE and the kindness my co-workers could show even when they didn't have a clue who I was.

I couldn't wait to begin my new job. I honestly couldn't wait.

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