A/N: Due to reasons I'd rather not talk about, my two previous stories "I Love You More Than I Did Before" and "Wild and Young" are no longer in the works. Instead, I have this for you! I promise to work on it and update it more regularly than I did the others.

"I need coffee. You know how I like it, Caitlin. Get one for Alex and Mike, too, because I know if they see me with mine, they'll bitch until I let them have a sip, but you know to them a sip means the entire cup. Here, get one for yourself, too. On me," Michelle Matthews instructed her personal assistant as she dug into her wallet and pulled out the money that was needed. The pair had just finished getting ready for the day, Michelle in a pair of sweats and a tank top, about to go work out with her two male friends, and her assistant, Caitlin Smith, in a nice pair of jeans and a blouse. The two girls were best friends, so working together was comfortable and fun.

"It's so early and you're already bossing me around," the redhead complained. "Not cool."

"Sorry, it's my job. Actually, it's your job. You work for me remember?" Michelle grinned as she shoved her wallet back into her purse. "Now go get coffee. Hurry. Mike and Alex will be here soon to pick me up."

"Mike takes about three hours to do his damn hair, I think I'll be back in time," Caitlin laughed as she pulled on her coat after slipping the money into her back pocket and grabbing a key card and her car keys. "See you in a little bit, Chelle."

The assistant exited the hotel room, leaving Michelle sitting in there alone. The diva sighed and flopped back down on her bed. The only downside to her job was having to wake up at the crack of dawn to go workout and train with Mike and Alex, the two men she valeted for in the WWE. She didn't exactly have to, but she did, for a few reasons. One, she wanted to improve in the ring and get stronger. Two, Alex was pretty much her best friend and she loved being around him (it only made them closer since she played his little sister in the ring). And three... she might have had a small crush on Mike. Just a little one... maybe.

xxxx

Caitlin stood in the elevator, a drink carrier in her hands, four coffee cups in it, waiting to get up to the level where her and Michelle's room was. But, just before it got there, it stopped on the floor just below it. Before the doors even opened, she knew who it was. You could hear Mike and Alex coming a mile away.

"Hey, it's Caitlin!" Mike exclaimed as the two stepped in beside her. They were both dressed in basketball shorts and t-shirts. Mike leaned over to press the button that would lead them to Michelle's floor.

"She has coffee!" Alex said with a wide grin. He tossed an arm around her shoulders. "You know I love you and I would -"

"One of them is for you," she said with a sigh, already knowing where that was leading.

The larger man smirked as he removed his arm from around her and reached down to take a cup. "Thank you. I appreciate you so much."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," she said. "Shut up and drink your coffee."

"One of those is mine, right?" Mike asked, not waiting for an answer before taking one of them. "Thanks."

The elevator dinged as the doors open and the three of them stepped out. "You guys are so rude," Caitlin said, rolling her eyes.

"Hey! I asked first," Alex defended himself as they walked towards the room Caitlin and Michelle shared. "Mike, however, he's an asshole. Yell at him all you want."

"Screw you," Mike spat out at the younger man, trying to sound angry, but a small laugh coming from his lips. "Hey, do you have a key?"

They had arrived to the room, but instead of waiting for Caitlin to answer and say yes, she did indeed have a key, Mike decided kicking the door would be a better idea. "MICHELLE! WE'RE HERE! LET US IN OR WE'RE STEALING YOUR ASSISTANT AND YOUR COFFEE AND LEAVING WITHOUT YOU." An angry and annoyed Michelle flung the door open, her green eyes narrowed at Mike, who just smiled at her. "Good morning."

Caitlin made her way past the men and into the room, handing Michelle her coffee, then pulling out her own and tossing the carrier onto the nearby desk.

"Come on, Michelle, hurry up. We don't have all day," Mike said, tapping the imaginary watch on his wrist. "Grab your shit and let's go."

The diva rolled her eyes, grabbing her bag off the ground and turning her eyes to Caitlin. "You feel like coming? Or do you have plans?"

"Doesn't she work for you?" Mike interjected. "Can't you just tell her what to do?"

The brunette put a finger to her lips as she looked at him, signaling him to keep quiet, before looking back at her assistant.

"I was going to hang out with Jack today, if you didn't need me."

Before Michelle could open her mouth to say it was fine, a loud gagging noise went through the room. Everyone turned to look at Alex who was standing in the doorway. "You okay...?" his on-screen little sister asked.

"He hates Jack," Mike answered for him.

"Oh..." Caitlin nodded her head slowly, confused. "Why?"

Mike opened his mouth to speak, but Alex hit him hard in the arm, almost making him drop his coffee. "No reason," he ended up mumbling.

Michelle shook her head. "Whatever. Come on. We'll see you later, Caitlin."

xxxx

Michelle, Alex, and Mike had just left the gym after their workout, and were now at the arena where Raw was being held that night. The ring was already set up, ready for the three of them to train. It was mostly for Michelle though. Since joining the two men, she'd mostly been valeting, but they'd been informed she'd be starting to wrestle a lot more. She was training at FCW, but she felt that getting help from two of her most trusted friends would be better, since there was that comfort level. Well, one trusted friend and a guy she just really liked touching on her.

Today, the boys would be helping Michelle learn how to properly throw a punch, without actually connecting too hard with the persons face, but making it look that way. She would be throwing them at Alex. She was having fun already. The only thing better than that was that she had Mike standing behind her, practically pressed against her, with his hands on her arms, guiding her threw it.

"Alright, so part of this is up to Alex, to try and sell it. But, what you do, just keep your fists loose," his hands slid down her arms to her hands, wrapping his larger ones around hers to squeeze them into fists. Did he honestly think she was concentrating? She wasn't. At all. Not on what he was saying of course, just on his hands all over her arms. He didn't seem to notice the love-struck look on her face, but Alex certainly did.

"Hey, um, can we take a break? My face hurts from the first punch she threw," he lied. She hit like a chick.

Mike pulled away from Michelle and nodded. "Yeah, sure, I have to piss anyways..." he said before exiting the ring.

Alex waited until he was halfway up the ramp to walk towards Michelle and shake his head. "Are you going to drool over him all day? Like you do every other time we train?"

"I do not drool over him every other time we're training, Alex," she defended herself, putting her hands on her hips.

"Oh, yeah, you're right. You do it every single time you're around him!"

Michelle sighed loudly. "Alex, no. I do not."

"Just tell him you like him already so we can get past this school girl crush phase, alright?"

"No!" she yelled, stomping her foot. "Never! Plus, he has a girlfriend. So, it's pointless."

"Yeah, Michelle, whatever you say," he shook his head. "You can be really stupid sometimes."

"Your mom's stupid," she mumbled.

"What are we? 12?"

"I know you are, but what am I?"

"Alright, Michelle, if you don't stop, I'm going to get Mike and tell him you wanna fuc -"

Neither of them had noticed a petite brunette girl walking down the ramp, not until she spoke up anyways. "Um, am I interrupting something?"

Both Alex and Michelle jumped, startled at the sudden voice. Michelle let out a sigh of relief as she turned to see an unfamiliar girl. She was so thankful it wasn't another diva or superstar who knew Mike well, and could easily have heard their entire conversation. "Oh, hi! Of course not."

"I was told to come here at 9... I was supposed to meet my trainer. I'm Logan, the new diva," the girl, Logan, introduced herself.

"Yeah! I heard we were getting a new diva. It's nice to meet you! Come on in!" Michelle said, before nudging Alex over to the ropes, insisting he hold them open for Logan, which he did. Michelle immediately shook her hand as she got into the ring. "So, you're working on Raw?"

"Yep. I'm making my debut on the show tonight."

Michelle clapped her hands excitedly. "That's so awesome. I'd hug you but I'm all sweaty. I hope you and I get to go at it one day!"

"Oh, yeah, that'd be hot," Alex said from his position beside Logan. Michelle leaned over and slapped him on the arm for his sexual comment. "Sorry."

"I meant in a wrestling match, Riley," she corrected. "So, do you know who you're wrestling tonight?"

"Um, Alicia, I think. Then I've heard different things, like having another diva come out and attack me or something like that, to start a storyline. I'm not sure who it'd be though."

"Well, all the girls are great to work with. I'm a heel though, so it seems like the divas you'll be fighting are the ones I'm teaming with, but nonetheless, you'll have fun, and I'm sure you'll do great."

"Thank you, that means a lot," Logan smiled brightly.

"Oh, I'm Michelle Matthews by the way. I don't think I introduced myself properly."

The smaller brunette nodded. "Yeah, I know. I've been a fan since I was little, I know everybody."

"Thank God, a girl who's actually a fan. I've needed someone like you in my life since I debuted. Thank you," she sighed, reaching out to put a hand on her shoulder.

"You're very welcome," Logan said with a laugh.

Michelle saw movement out of the corner of her eye, and turned to see Mike stepping back into the ring. She smiled at him as he approached. "This is Logan."

Mike grinned at the new diva, taking her hand in his. "Mike Mizanin," he introduced himself before placing his lips on her hand. "My pleasure. Well, your pleasure actually, I'm the WWE Champion after all."

Rolling her eyes, both in disgust and jealousy, Michelle playfully shoved him away. "Leave the girl alone. It's her fist day on the job, she doesn't need to be bothered by you."

"First day on the job?" he furrowed his brow. "She's your assistant now, too?"

"No! Michael, she's not. She's the new diva."

"You have an assistant?" Logan asked, cocking her head to the side.

Alex chuckled. "Yeah, I know. I don't know why she has one either. What does she even really do?"

"Hey!" Michelle exclaimed. "I gave my best friend a job when she needed one, I was being a good person... and I'm lazy and need her to do stuff for me."

"Exactly," Alex said, still chuckling.

The brunette rolled her eyes at her friend before looking back to Logan. "We'll get out of your way so you can have the ring to yourself once your trainer gets here. We'll see you backstage tonight!"

After a final handshake between Logan and Michelle, the trio exited the ring, leaving the new diva to wait for her trainer.

xxxxx

Although she knew last time they did this, Michelle walked in on them and tried to kill Jack with a pillow, Caitlin knew it would be hours before Michelle, Alex, and Mike got home, so she brought Jack up to the hotel room for a little... alone time. She loved Jack enough to not want Michelle to almost kill him again (like any protective friend would), so she wouldn't let it go any farther than kissing.

She felt a hand running up her shirt and she quickly pushed it away, and a groan was quickly heard coming from Jack, who was placed on top of her. "Baby," he whined.

"Do you not remember when Michelle tried to suffocate you, babe? I do and I don't want it to happen again," she said, reaching a hand up to rest on his cheek.

He sighed, leaning back in to kiss her momentarily. "They won't be home until noon at the latest, Caitlin. You know Michelle tries to spend as much time with Mike as possible."

As he went back into the kiss her, she pushed him back. "Whoa, whoa, whoa... you know?" she asked in a whisper, as if someone could hear her other than Jack.

"Babe, everyone knows. Except Mike, and Maryse, but they're both kind of stupid."

"Who told you?" Caitlin had been positive she and Alex were the only ones who knew of her friend's not so secret crush.

"Well, it was pretty obvious. She's always looking at him with that dopey look on her face. But, it was confirmed by Alex."

She made a mental note to yell at him later. "Of course he did," she sighed. Caitlin sat up, forcing Jack to get off of her.

"Wait, babe, where are you going?"

"Sorry, but talking about Alex kind of killed the mood." The assistant rose from the bed and ran her hands over her outfit, straightening out the wrinkles that had just been made.

"Hey, will you make me a sandwich while you're up?"

"Jack!" Caitlin turned to look at her boyfriend, who was pouting. "I work for Michelle, not you."

"Please? You're up!"

Rolling her eyes, she headed for the kitchen area of the hotel. "Fine."

"Thanks, babe!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

Just as Caitlin was finishing up the sandwich, the door swung open and Michelle walked in, followed by Alex. She immediately spotted Jack laying on the bed and glared at him, then turned to Caitlin, who was biting her lip. "What did I say about having boys in the room, young lady?"

"Um... I don't remember..."

"Yes, you do. Caitlin Noel Smith, what did I say?"

She looked down, her eyes on her feet. "You told me I couldn't have them in here unless you were here, too."

"Exactly. And was I here?" Michelle asked, but only got a mumbled response. "Was I here?" she demanded an answer.

"No, you weren't..."

Michelle sighed. "We'll talk about this later, young lady. Jack," she said, turning to him. "I think you better go."

"Yes, ma'am."

Jack slid off the bed and began heading towards the door, where a less than amused Alex was standing. He stopped to stand by kitchen, and began to lean in to kiss Caitlin, but Michelle cleared her throat, stopping him.

"Michelle, please?" Caitlin begged. "Just one?"

Placing a hand over her eyes, Michelle swatted her other hand in their direction, giving them permission to kiss. Jack pressed his lips against Caitlin's, but the moment was cut short by a gagging noise coming from Alex. The couple sighed and gave each other smiles before Jack walked past Alex and out of the room.

"So... where's Mike?" Caitlin asked, trying to make the mood less awkward.

"He went to take a shower, maybe you should go do that now because I know you let him put his hands on you and you're probably filthy."

"Michelle-"

"Go!" she demanded, pointing a finger towards the bathroom.

"Fine," Caitlin mumbled, shoving past her and into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

"What am I going to do with her?"

A/N: And that's the first chapter! Hope you enjoyed it. Please review! The more reviews, the more inspired I am to write, so the quicker updates will be! :)

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