I stood in my locker room looking around to make sure I had everything I needed. Raw had just ended and I was trying to make a clean break before Maria, the person I had to share my locker room with came in. It seemed as though the odds were against me because as soon as I picked up my bag to leave she walked, no more like pranced in.

"You're leaving?" She was the only one I knew that could pull off the Stephanie McMahon screech perfectly.

"Yeah I'm a little tired and thought I'd head back to the hotel." I tried to squeeze past her but she stood solid in the doorway. "Is there a reason you are trying to hold me like a prisoner in here?"

"Yes."

"Would you mind telling me because I have an appointment with my bed and I'd hate to be late."

"You're not going back to the hotel."

"And why not?" Her simple answers were beginning to annoy me.

"I have special orders from all of the divas that you are not to leave and go to the hotel." She said this proudly with her head held high.

"Why is it that I can't leave?" I was starting to get angry now because who were they to say that I couldn't go and get my much needed rest. I was tired and just wanted to go to sleep and they were preventing me from doing just that.

"Because that's what you always do. You do a show then like a little hermit crab you go back into your shell. Everyone is off tomorrow, you can get all the sleep you want then. So now, you're gonna put you stuff in the car and you're gonna come to the club with all of us because tonight is the night to celebrate!" This was said by Melina as she shoved Maria out of the way and walked into my locker room.

"You're right she is nothing like the person she acts like during the show." Maria said this in a not so quiet whispering voice. I really hope she didn't think I couldn't hear her.

"Sorry if I don't make it my life to PARTY every night. I'm tired and don't want to go to any club. I just want to sleep. Is that too much to ask for?"

"We don't care what you want to do you're going out with us and that's final."

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That was how I found myself sitting in a booth at some club with all the divas around me. Again with my luck it just happened to be a night when both shows were close by and almost everyone from both rosters was in the club.

"So." Jillian said. "How is it working with some of the hottest guys in the world?"

"Yeah it's not fair. How come Raw has most of the hotties?" This part was added on by Michelle McCool. I could only roll my eyes. I was missing sleep for this?

"Please. You guys have Finlay. He is past hot. He's like cold." No one was surprised when this came out of Maria's mouth. Only she would say something like that.

"I think I'm going to go to the bar and get a drink." I had to get away before I lost some brain cells. I stood up as quickly as I could and made my way to the bar. I made sure to tell the bartender to take as much time as she could before bringing me my drink. I sat on the stool ignoring everything around me until I heard someone plop down on the stool next to mine. I looked up only to look into the chocolate brown eyes of Chris Masters.

"I don't see you out that often. Usually when I ask one of the divas where you are they tell me that you went back to the hotel." I didn't know whether to be flattered that he noticed that I didn't come out much or freaked out that he was going around asking the divas where I was.

"Well I didn't party my way into becoming the women's champion."

"Yeah that's true." We sat there in and uncomfortable silence and I wished that I hadn't told the bartender to take so long. I almost cried in relief when the bartender came back with my drink. I took it and stood up to go back to the table because I would rather sit at the table listening to the divas chat about the guys than be stuck at the bar with him. I mean yeah his body is hot and all but I just wasn't feeling comfortable around him. I was about to make my clean break to the booth but it seemed he had other thoughts in mind.

"You wanna dance?" Was he serious? Did he not take note of the lack of conversation and how I was practically running from him? So there I stood frozen in the middle of the dance floor with my back to him trying to think of a good excuse because I didn't want to dance with anyone especially not him.

"Sorry, I can't. I promised the girls that I would hang with them since we don't that often." I gave him what I thought was an apologetic smile and continued walking but again he wasn't done.

"You wanna go out on a date sometime?" Again I froze but this time I couldn't even think of anything to say. This is what it must be like to have a brain like Maria's. It felt like years passed and the more time passed the less brain activity I began to have. "Well I'll let you get back to me on that one." Luckily for me I didn't have to answer and he didn't just assume an answer. Slowly my brain began to speed up and I walked back over to the booth.

"Were you just talking to Chris?" Candice said it as if he was some God and it was an honor to be graced by his presence. Did they really take his act seriously?

"Yes I was."

"What did he say?" All of the girls at the table asked this question at the same time.

"Why is it so important?"

"Just tell us!"

"He just asked me if I wanted to dance."

"And . . . "

"I told him no." Gasps were heard all around the table.

"He asked you to dance and you said no?" Jillian asked in a whisper.

"Yeah."

"You're crazy. Is that all? You were over there with him for a good while." Melina said this because she seemed to be the only one able to form complete sentences.

"Well he asked me out on a date but I didn't give him an answer, but I think I'm going to tell him no." This time the gasps were louder. "What?" They were starting to scare me.

"Hold on let me get this straight. First he asked you to dance and you say no. Then he asked you on a date and your thinking of saying no?" Ashley said.

"Yeah."

"How can you say no to those muscles?"

"Or those abs?"

"That face?"

"Those eyes?"

"Those lips?"

"That butt?"

"I get your point." I had to stop them. They were actually about to make me change my mind.

"No obviously you don't because if you did you would be walking over there to tell him that you will. I mean I have Johnny and all but I can't lie, Chris is wow." Everyone's heads turned to look at him as Melina said this. They were really serious. It was like he was untouchable. They were acting like they were ugly or something.

"If he is all those how come none of you are going out with him?" Ha. There had to be something wrong with him.

"You think we haven't tried? We have and he's turned us down." Candice practically spit the words out. I think they were beginning to get mad.

"Sorry Michelle I'm busy this week"

"Sorry Ashley you're not my type."

"Sorry Lisa you're to close to my weight class."

"Sorry Jillian the whole different show thing wouldn't work."

"Sorry Candice I'm not ready to jump into the 'dating pool' again."

"Sorry Maria I've decided to focus on improving my in-ring skills."

"Sorry Torrie I don't really like dogs like that."

I tried my best to hold back my laughter. He had really turned them down with those excuses and they were still obsessed over him?

"Did it ever cross your minds that maybe he's gay?" It was the only reason I could think of because what guy turns down all those divas like that?

"But he asked you out so he can't be gay. Can he?" After Jillian said this all of their head turned and looked off into space. They were really thinking hard.

"Well I don't know and personally I don't care. So I'm going to leave now. Bye." With that I practically ran out of the club and because they were too busy thinking if he was gay or not they didn't even notice I left.

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I walked into my hotel room and went into the bathroom to take the make up I had on off. Then I quickly changed into more sleep appropriate clothes and happily got into bed to enjoy some much deserved sleep.