Me: Here's another chapter, filled with lots of romance and drama
Orton Muse: Will this story contain lemons???
Me: Maybe, if the chapter leads up to a lemon
Miz Muse: Am I in this story???
Me: Yes Miz
Well, it was another Monday night, which means that is another Monday night RAW.
I was currently in my locker room, wearing a hot pink t-shirt, with a zombie saying Zombies just want hugs, grey skinny jeans and black converse shoes. My blond hair with jet black dyed tips was in a messy pony tail, with a couple strands sticking in the front.
My makeup light grey eye shadow with sparkles, which go great with the tons of grey eye liner and very dark black mascara. My lips were lightly coated with very light pink lip-gloss. Yeah, very cute.
I was about go text my brother to see about going to the movies after the show, when there was exactly eight knocks on the door.
I opened the door to find my boyfriend of three years Mike Mizanin.
"Why are you, aren't you supposed to be getting ready for your match against Josh tonight?" I'd asked, surprised that my brother would even agree to a match against my boyfriend.
"Can't I see my girlfriend without a reason?" Mike asked.
"No." I'd simply replied.
Then I'd noticed both of his hands are behind his back.
"Why are your hands behind your back, are you hiding something from me?" I'd asked again, shifting all of my weight on my right leg, and putting both of my hands on my hips.
"To answer your first question "Why I'm here?", I need some advice." He replied.
"What kind of advice?" I'd asked.
"If you knew someone who's gonna propose to his girlfriend in the time soon, how should he do that in order for it to be most romantic as possible?" Mike asked.
"Well, if I could recall my brother's proposal to Sabrina two years ago, he'd told me that he'd proposed to her on the stroke of midnight on New Year's eve of this year, but if you think of something even more romantic than that, then go for it, now if you excuse me, I got to go for my match." I said as I lightly pushed him out of the way and went towards the gorilla position.
When I got there, Maryse was already there.
"Hey Maryse." I said.
"Hey Haylie." She said as we hugged each other.
"What's up?" She asked as soon as she let go of the hug.
"Nothing much, except hearing that Mike wanting advice on proposals." I replied.
"Ooooooh, looks like your Prince in shining armour wants to make you his Princess." Maryse commented.
"What do you mean?" I'd asked.
"Put two and two together Haylie, if a boyfriend asks you on proposals, than they're going to propose to you in either the next few weeks or the next few months." Maryse replied before hearing her music hit.
"Well good luck, hope you win the title." She commented before going out there.
When I heard the announcer say the details about her, I was thinking about what she said, If a boyfriend asks you about proposals, that means they're gonna propose to you either in the next few weeks or months.
"No, she can't be serious." I muttered under my breath, before I heard my theme song, Empire State of Mind by Jay-Z (ft. Alicia Keys) being blasted throughout the arena.
I ran out to the stage and I'd heard the screaming fans that were currently sitting in the arena that was located in Daytona Beach, Florida.
"And her opponent, from Long Island New York, Haylie Trudel!" The announcer continued to say as I ran down the ramp, occasionally slapping the fans hands before sliding into the ring.
When the bell rang for the start of the match, Maryse came at me with what looked like to be a clothsline, but I countered the move to a drop toe hold, and a kick to the stomach. I grabbed part of her top, made sure she was on her own two feet, and whipped her to the nearest turnbuckle. When that happened, I ran at her, ran up her like she was a wall, and did a upper-cut like move to her face with my foot, and flipped in the air, landed on my own two feet and watched for two seconds Maryse clutching her jaw, but with a kick to the jaw, the exact spot where I kicked her before, she acted like she was knocked out. I went for the cover: 1-2-kickout. I was surprised that she had some fight in her…but not for long.
I picked her up, set her on her own two feet, I rebound for the nearest ropes…when I came back at Maryse, I propped my legs, twirled them around her head and performed a hurricarana. I ran and jumped up to the top turnbuckle, and performed a moonsault. When I got up again, I went for another cover: 1-2-3!
Empire State of Mind blasted throughout the arena as the ref handed me the Divas title, "Here is your winner and the NEW Divas champion, Haylie Trudel!" The announcer said when the ref was raising my hand in victory, and when I saw Maryse lie there on the mat, she made me remind me of my debut when I faced her and she won that.
Before I got out of the ring, Maryse stopped me, turned me around and shook my hand, while mouthed the word Congratulations and left the ring herself. A minute later, I'd followed suit.
When I walked to the backstage area and to my locker room, I'd got stopped by my sister-in-law Sabrina.
"Congratulations Hay." She said as she hugged the daylights out of me.
"BRINA! CAN YOU NOT LIKE MURDER ME HERE!!!" I'd exclaimed as I was running out of air.
"Oh, sorry about that." She'd said as she let go of me.
"Can I ask you something?" I asked.
"Yeah sure." Sabrina replied.
"Do you remember by any chance before Josh proposed to you, did he ask you anything about how should a proposal be romantic or anything?" I'd asked.
"No, why?" Sabrina replied
"Well, because earlier before my match, Mike asked me how should a proposal be to make it most romantic as possible for a girl." I replied.
"Ooooh, he wants to propose to you." Sabrina commented before walking away.
I slapped my hand on my leg, First Maryse says it, than Sabrina says it, maybe Mike DOES want to propose to me
Miz Muse: So let me get this straight I MIGHT ask Haylie to marry me???
Me: Yes
Miz Muse: AWSOME! I MIGHT GET MARRIED TO THE HOTTEST DIVA ON RAW!!!!!
Haylie Muse: Aw, thank you Miz xD
Me: Those two could be a real cute couple at some point