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A/N: This is my first wrestling fic so I'm not sure if it's any good. Please R&R

Maryse looked up from her cell phone when she felt someone bump into her. She saw that it was Mickie James and she glared at her. "Watch where you're going!" she snapped

"Me?" Mickie asked in disbelief "You're the one who wasn't paying attention to where you were walking."

"Whatever I'm not going to waste my time arguing with a waste of space like you." She moved past Mickie, making sure to practically shove her even though there was a lot of room in the hallway.

She heard Mickie mutter "bitch" from behind her.

Like she gave a damn what Mickie James or anyone else thought about her. She had stopped caring a long time ago. Believe it or not she hadn't been the most popular girl back in high school. She had been a bit overweight, she had acne problems and to top it all off her parents had forced her to get braces.

She had been the victim for bullies for years until she decided to fight back. Not only that but everything changed the summer between Junior and Senior year. Her acne cleared up, she got her braces off and she went on a diet and worked out like crazy until she got to the point where she liked the way her body looked.

You should have seen the way everyone's jaw dropped the moment she walked into her high school on the first day of senior year. All the guys who had ignored her were now practically worshiping the ground she walked on. They all wanted to get with her but she never took any of them seriously. After all they never bothered to even say a word to her before.

I guess you could say her "bitchy" attitude had started back then. That wasn't her fault though. She knew most of the other girls were jealous of her and she couldn't blame them. She was hotter, smarter and all around better than they would ever be.

She finally reached catering looked around at the room's occupants. There was nobody there worth her time. The Bellas hadn't even gotten to the arena yet.

She rolled her eyes when she spotted Barbie clearly trying to flirt with Phil. Barbie was the biggest slut on the roster. She'd slept with countless of the other wrestlers. Even some that had girlfriends or wives. That didn't seem to matter to her. It looks like Phil was next on her list.

She turned her attention away from them and to the food table. She grimaced when she heard Mike Mizanin's voice. She grabbed an apple from the table and slipped out of the room before he noticed her. She had made the mistake of sleeping with him one night when she had gone out partying and had gotten really drunk and now he followed her around like a lost puppy dog.

It was so annoying. Her standards were definitely higher than Mike and he wouldn't get that through his head no matter how many times she told him. He was so arrogant sometimes that it made him sick

She finished off her apple on her way to the Diva's locker room. She was relieved to see that the room was empty because she didn't get along with most of the Divas anyway. Just the Bellas and Natalya was okay.

She put on her ring gear and was sitting on a bench in the corner lacing up her boots when Barbie walked in with a scowl on her face. Her best friend Eve was right behind her. They didn't notice her there in the locker room.

"So how'd it go with Phil?" Eve smirked

"I changed my mind. Totally not my type."

Maryse snorted from her seat. "Since when do you have a type? I thought your type was anyone with a dick. Let me guess he turned you down?"

Barbie's glare told her that she was right. " It's not my fault he has horrible taste."

"Or he'd rather not catch an STD"

"Shut the hell up Maryse I can get any guy I want anytime I want."

"So can I but unlike you I don't have to spread my legs to every guy I see just to keep them interested and it looks like you can't get ANY guy if Phil wasn't interested"

"He must be a monk or something. It probably goes with all that straightedge shit. I'm sure you wouldn't get anywhere with him either."

"Hah that's where you're wrong. Not only could I get him in my bed anytime I want but he'd be head over heels in love with me."

"Fine then why don't we make a bet?"

"What ?"

"Lets make a bet. I'll give you 3 month to get him to fall in love with you and I don't mean infatuation…I mean really in love."

"This is ridiculous I'm not going to make some childish bet."

"Why because you know you'll lose? What if I said I'd give you $10,000 dollars if you win?"

Maryse stopped to think about it. $10,000 was a lot of money. She could go on a major shopping spree with that. Still she didn't think it was a good idea.

"Look I'm not interested in your little bet."

"Okay" Barbie shrugged. " I get it…you don't want to lose $10,000."

"mmm yea I think it would be you who would lose the money."

"Then accept the bet….it'll shut me up."

Hmm proving Barbie wrong and getting some cash while doing it. She knew if she didn't accept the bet then Barbie would never let her live it down.

"Fine." Still i

Maryse knew that Nikki and Brie were talking to her but she wasn't really paying attention. Her gaze was locked on Phil who was sitting on the other side of catering and talking to his friends.

She'd never really paid him that much attention before. He just wasn't her type. What was the deal with his whole straight edge thing. Who doesn't like to have a drink at least every once in a while?

She herself loved to go out and party. Sometimes she wouldn't get back till the sun was already up.

And another thing, she likes guys who dressed nicely. She liked when a guy would dress up and take her to a nice fancy restaurant.

Phil on the other hand was always wearing jeans and some old ratty t shirt. The baseball caps he wore frequently needed to go.

She also wasn't a fan of long hair or beards and he had both. Hmm maybe she could convince him to get a haircut and shave later on. After all what guy could deny her anything?

Besides all that he wasn't a bad looking guy now that she really looked at him.

She saw Mickie James walk over to the table Phil was sitting at. A smile grew across Phil's face and he got up and hugged her before she sat down next to him and they started talking animatedly.

Maryse frowned. Was Mickie Phil's girlfriend? Contrary to what most people probably thought, she did not mess with other girl's boyfriends.

"Maryse are you listening to us?" She shifted her attention back to Nikki who was looking at her questioningly .

"What are you staring at?" Brie asked. Both the Bellas looked behind them. There were a lot of people behind them so they didn't know who it was Maryse was looking at.

"Are Phil and Mickie dating?"

"Umm no they're just really good friends. Why do you ask? I didn't think Phil was your type."

"He's not."

"Then why were you staring at him and why would you care if him and Mickie were dating?"

"Because me and Barbie made a bet. "

"A bet? What kind of bet?"

"Phil turned Barbie down and she bet me $10,000 that I couldn't get him into my bed and have him fall in love with me in three months."

Brie and Nikki exchanged looks. "Maryse are you sure that's a good idea? This is someone's feelings you're going to be messing with and Phil is a really nice guy. What are you going to do after the bet is over? You're going to just break up with him?"

She had been so wrapped up in proving Barbie wrong that she actually hadn't thought of that.

"I guess I'll find a way to let him down easy. I mean he'll be lucky to have gone out with me. Do you know how many guys would do anything to go out with me? Just look at Mike. Speaking of Mike….he just walked in so I'm going to go. I'll talk to you guys later."

The Bellas just watched her leave without saying anything. They both knew that when Maryse had her mind set on something, there was no one that could make her change it. They just hoped she wouldn't regret this later on.