A/N: New Story! I like this idea. It's just a matter of getting it out the way it's in my head. Not sure on the name though. I don't know, we'll see. I'll see how this goes, and what you guys think of it. Reviews are lovely. ;)

Randy watched her from the other side of the club. He had been watching her since she walked in. She arrived with a few other girls – although he wasn't too sure how many, or what they looked like. He was too busy paying attention to her.

He watched the way she danced; her long brown loosely curled hair left out, hanging over her shoulders. She was wearing a simple black dress, yet she stood out more than anyone else around.

They were all at some club in LA. He couldn't even remember the name of this one. They were at a new club every night. Names weren't that important anymore. But it was opening night, and a LOT of people had showed up, apparently it was the place to be for tonight – so of course, evolution were there, along with a few other superstars.

Usually by now he'd have some random girl by his side. A girl he'd only know for the night, and then discard for forever. You see, he didn't do feelings. And he certainly didn't do relationships. Being part of WWE's most popular stable – Evolution, He had a reputation to live up to. He had a lifestyle to maintain.

But this girl - She was different. She was interesting. And he? He was captivated.

He watched guys walk over to her, and one by one walk back away as she rejected them without a care. He watched her friends come up beside her as they all walked away from the dance floor and over to a table. They started talking, and all of a sudden the three of them turned around to look his way.

"Shit." He mumbled, quickly looking away as he saw her glance up at him. Usually he'd wink, and send a flirtatious smirk. And then charm the girl into bed. Why was this different? Why did he care?

He didn't. He shook all thoughts from his head, and turned beside him listening to Dave, Although, Dave's words were tuned out and he found himself once again, watching her.

"I just got word there are some big names in here." Lori informed her friends loudly over the music.

"Ooh Who?" Brittany asked excitedly.

"A bunch of wrestlers," Lori answered. "Apparently they work for some big world famous wrestling company."

"Wrestlers?" Brittany asked excitedly. "I love wrestling!"

"What? You've never watched wrestling in your life." Lori laughed.

"I did! My dad made me take my little brother to one of the shows last year. Good looking, strong guys, wearing almost nothing…" She trailed off, sighing dreamily. "I love wrestling."

"I wonder where they are." Lori giggled, looking around.

Nicole rolled her eyes. So what if they were big shots in some important company? They were still people. She wasn't going to gawk over them and act as though the ground they walked on was blessed. "I'm going to take a wild guess, and say it's the group of overly large men over there in the back corner." She said, and groaned as both friends spun around to look. "Geez, Don't be discreet about it or anything guys."

Brittany gasped, "The hot one's looking over here." She said as she turned back around.

"Hot one?" Lori laughed, "Girl. We're going to need a bit more than that. In case you can't see - they're all hot."

"Black shirt."Brittany said glancing quickly over at the superstar filled table.

"Would you two stop?" Nicole whined, not even bothering to look over. "Oh my god, you're shameless! He's probably wondering why you're staring. It's creepy!"

"It doesn't matter." Brittany frowned, "He's not looking anymore. Although, Check out the one beside him. Now there's my type of guy."

"Britt, Alive is your type of guy." Nicole said, as Lori laughed.

"Damn straight." Brittany agreed. "But hey, there's nothing wrong with exploring my options…"

"You choose to see it that way…" Nicole said, "Some people see it as being a whore."

"It's their loss." Brittany shrugged.

Nicole shook her head in amusement at her friend, as the club owner, also one of their best friends sat down beside them.

"Steve, I guess the opening's going well, you've got famous people here!" Lori said happily, nodding her head over towards the table of wrestlers.

"One of them is an old friend of mine. They were in town, so I invited them. I was just talking with them before. Nice guys. And Randy's totally been checking you out, Nic." He smirked.

"Randy?" Nicole asked, confused.

"The one on the end with the black shirt." Steve told her. She turned around slowly, and seeing who he was talking about she laughed sarcastically, ignoring both her friends' cheers.

He was damn hot. As if someone like him would ever be interested in someone like her.

"Yeah, right. Whatever, I'm gonna go get another drink." She said, standing up and heading over to the bar.

RANDY'S P.O.V

"Man, you've been staring at her since we got here. Go get her already." Dave nudged me in the ribs.

"I have not." I defended.

Okay so that was a little white lie. I had been watching her. But she's beautiful… no. She's drop dead gorgeous. I want her. Who can blame me?

"It doesn't matter Dave." Chris butted in. "Dude's lost his Mojo."

"I have not lost my Mojo." I laughed at the thought. "Are you kidding me? I'm the legend killer. Girls would kill to spend a night with me."

"I bet she wouldn't." Dave said, looking over the girl, who was now sitting at the bar. We watched as she pushed some sleazy guy attempting to pick her up, away from her. Dave spoke up again, "She's hot. And from the looks of it she's got attitude. Which means – she has personality. And that's more than I can say about any other girl you've ever been with." Dave laughed with Chris.

"You're right, Dave. She seems rebellious." Chris noted. "He probably couldn't get her if he tried."

"Is that a challenge, boys?" I asked, raising both eyebrows smugly.

"One hundred bucks sais you won't even have kissed her by the end of the night." Dave bet.

I looked over at the girl. I've never backed down from a bet, and I certainly wasn't about to start now. Whatever the reason was that I couldn't stop watching her, I would get over. She would become merely another girl. Another girl, that I wouldn't even remember the name of in the morning.

I turned back to Dave, smirking. "You're on."