AN- This is our first fanficiton we have ever written and posted online. We know it's not brilliant, but we did our best. Please review! From Rebekah and Amy. :o)

Updating may take a while, as we have college. This is just a little side project for the two of us.

Disclaimer- We do not own the WWE or any of its superstars, or the locations that we use in the story. We do, however, own Rebekah and Amy, as they are based on ourselves.

CHAPTER ONE - MUTUAL FEELINGS

She was waiting backstage, watching the match on one of the big screens that littered the walls of the main backstage area. It was the main event at WrestleMania. Amy Pritchard watched nervously as CM Punk defended his WWE championship , in a triple threat match against Randy Orton and John Cena. She turned around, just to see her best friend Rebekah walking up the long corridor towards her.

"How's he doing?" asked Becky, as Rebekah was mostly known as. She had arrived at the Allstate Arena in Rosemont, Illinois just in time to watch her brother, Philip Brooks, better known to fans by his ring name, CM Punk.

"He's doing well." replied Amy, as she turned back to the screen, just as CM Punk countered Randy Orton's RKO. A few minutes later, the bell rang… CM Punk had pinned Randy Orton to retain the championship!

The girls clapped and cheered as they watched him in the ring, after the match. They were still smiling when he walked backstage, carrying his championship, grinning from ear to ear.

Amy ran at full speed to the backstage curtain area as 'Cult of Personality' by Living Colour blasted throughout the arena, along with thousands of fans screaming.

Becky hugged her brother tightly, making sure not to touch his sweaty skin. He was only wearing his wrestling tights, so avoiding it was near impossible.

Amy stood back and watched with a small smile. She really wanted to hug him, but restrained herself.

As Becky let go of her brother, she turned to look at her friend, she knew how Amy felt about Phil, and tried to signal her to come over to them. In the spur of the moment, Amy ran and hugged him tight, relishing the feeling of his body.

Randy and John walked up to them with mischievous smirks on their handsome faces. Amy detached herself, with rosy cheeks, as Phil coughed in slight embarrassment and moved back a couple of steps, he smiled at her as she pulled away, and squeezed her hand tightly, it was obvious that he had feelings for her too.

Becky observed the blushing couple with a small frown, she knew Amy really liked her brother, but by the looks of things, Phil liked her as well. 'I'll have to talk to him.'

Amy was worried about what Becky would say about her and Phil, after all, she was her best friend, but she'd had feelings for her brother ever since they were introduced to each other, by Becky, at a WWE house show a couple of years ago.

The couple pulled away from each others eyes as Becky cleared her throat. Randy and John had disappeared long ago after receiving a particularly nasty glare from the straight edge superstar.

"Excuse me. Can we go now?" she hid a smirk as Phil meekly smiled back, finally noticing he was still in nothing but his tights.

The two girls went to get a drink in the catering area while 'Chicago's own' went to get showered, and changed out of his wrestling gear.

The other wrestlers mingled and laughed, all unaware of what had just taken place. Becky knew the great stare off between her best friend and her brother wouldn't stay private for long, not if Randy and John had anything to say about it, they were the bigger gossips then the divas!

"What are they all staring at?" asked Amy, feeling a little uneasy. She noticed the small crowd of people talking to John and Randy turned to look at her, with smirks on their faces.

"You, I think." replied Becky, as she grabbed a cup of Pepsi off of the table and walked away.

Amy quickly followed, as the stares began to get more intense. 'God, Becky can be such a bitch!' she thought as she shook her head, causing her hair to stick to her lip. She knew what was wrong with her friend, they had met at college while she was studying photography and Becky was studying drama. She's moved from London, England to Chicago, Illinois to train as a wrestler. When she found out who Rebekah's brother was, it made her all the more determined to live out her dream… and meet CM Punk!

As soon as she met Phil, she was smitten with him, Becky has always been close to her brother, and though she tried to hide it, she was jealous when Amy confessed her feelings for him, as it meant that she would have even less time to spend with her brother, who she already sees very little of, due to his busy work schedule.

The girls sat at one of the empty table, after they purchased their food, Becky had a chicken burger and fries while Amy had the healthier choice, a salad, a green leafy plate of rabbit food. 'How boring.' Becky thought, taking a large bite of her burger.

Cody Rhodes walked up to with a massive smirk completely unaware to Becky as she ate contently. He looked at the back of Becky's head and thought of a devious idea, large hands suddenly covered Becky's green eyes, she could hear her friend sniggering, she tried to swallow her food but to no avail, she choked on her food a little.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she screamed at Cody, spitting some of her food on him as she did so. Cody stepped back, laughing. Becky blushed furiously as she realised who she'd just shouted at.

"I'm sorry, so sorry…" she spluttered, as she blushed even redder.

"No, I'm sorry." said Cody, as he controlled his laughter. He touched Rebekah's arm as he turned to walk towards the locker room area, leaving her to stare blankly after him.

Amy waved a pale hand in front of Becky's gormless face, silently laughing at her misfortune. The green eyed girl slapped away her best friend's hand, with an angry sigh. She stormed through the seemingly endless hallways. The five foot girl knew she was over reacting, just a little bit, but she couldn't get over her crush seeing her in such an idiotic manner.

CM Punk's locker room door wasn't any different from any other in the arena, but something about this particular one seemed more welcoming.

Without any warning, Becky stormed through the door, glad to see Phil fully dressed. She had definitely had enough of seeing her older brother in nothing but his tights. His outfit consisted of a solid black t-shirt and dark blue jeans.

"What's taking you so long, Philip?" She noticed with a slight scoff how he winced at the usage of his birth name.

"Well, Rebekah," Phil retorted, laughing at his sister's obvious discomfort, "I was getting ready for the party when you rudely interrupted."

'Damn.' Becky had completely forgotten about the party.

They hated their names, that was probably the only thing the Brooks siblings had in common. What had possessed Michael and Nancy Brooks to name their children such horrible names? Becky had often questioned, never receiving a straight answer.

Amy found her way to the locker room, after taking a long walk. She thought Becky needed some alone time with her brother. The room seemed quiet from the outside. 'That's a good sign.' Amy hoped, as she raised a hand to the golden door knob. The door slowly glided open, hitting the wall behind with a small thud.