I OWN NONE OF THE WRESTLERS! I ONLY OWN MYSELF AND TOM "TOMMY"!

Chapter Two: Meet The Cast

After we left from meeting Mr. Cena, Phil and I kept walking around the

building. Then Phil saw Randy Orton, a wrestler whom I already met earlier.

"Orton!" he shouted. Randy looked at us and he waved his hand in the air and he

walked over to us. "Hey Orton," Phil said.

"Hey Phil," Orton said and he saw me "Hey uh- Roza right?"

I nodded my head 'yeah'. "Yeah I remember you," he said and then he looked at my

ass again and he said "You and that fine ass of yours"

Phil became upset and he said "Ok, we've had one grown man hit on her we don't

need a second one"

"Sorry, it's just I'm sexually deprived it's been months since I've not only had

sex, but since I've seen my kid"

"Oh yeah, how's that going for you?"

"I don't know," he said and then he started to look at me again. "But I sure can

wait to find out"

I rolled my eyes and i said "Sorry boy, but I'm taken"

"Awh what?!" both Phil and Randall said and I winked at Phil. He smiled that

sexy smile of his and he said "Yeah," then he put his arm around me and he said

"By me"

"Since when?!" exclaimed Randall and Phil said "Since now"

Then, Paul Heyman walked by me and the two boys. Phil and Paul gave eachother a

dirty look while I looked at Randy and he shrugged his shoulders, confused as

well. Paul left and Phil clenched his fists together. "What was that all

abought?" I asked.

Phil turned to me and he said "Did you watch Money In The Bank last night?"

I shook my head 'no', but Randy remembered last night because he was in the

pay-per-view. "OH!" Randy shouted and I said "What? I am dedicated to the

sport but I sure the hell don't know what happened last night"

Phil sighed in anger and Randy said "In short terms: Paul screwed Punk out of

the WWE MiTB ladder match"

"That actually happened?" I asked suprised.

"Yeah, why what were you doing last night?" Phil asked.

"Well, my best friend Tom came over last night and we decided to stay up and

just watch some scary movies and play video games all night, and also do some

late night studying." I said.

"So is this Tom kid here?" he asked.

"He is. He's in my lockerroom, though probably passed out because of how soft

the couch is"

"The couch's here ARE soft" Randy said and then Punk said "Well Orton we'll

catch you later"

"Ok Punky, later Roza" said Randy.

"Bye" I said and then me and Phil left. He showed me everything and everywhere

in the WWE arena, things I didn't even know existed. The last place we went to

was the main stage. I looked in awe and Phil saw this. He smiled and out of the

corner of my eye I saw this. His dimples showing and his laugh I heard as well.

It was pratically empty the arena and I just looked around. Then, Phil walked up

to me, took my hand and he said "It gets better"

Then we walked down the ramp and into the ring. I just sat in the ring with my

legs crossed eachother, and I looked around the arena. "Amazing feeling huh?"

Punk asked and I looled behind me. He was standing in the corner, looking at me

looking around the building. I said "Yeah it is. It's nerve wracking too how do

you do this on a daily basis?"

He chuckled and he walked over to me and he sat down next to me, with his legs

crossed as well. Then he said "Because I love the sport." He looked at me and

our eyes met. His hazel eyes looked deep into my dark brown eyes, it felt like

he was piercing into my soul. "The brand it's complicated. But the sport, it's

what I live for. You'll understand once we start working together"

I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn't. I wanted to tell him that

just being in this ring made me understand what he was talking abought. I guess

I didn't have the courage to tell him. He smiled and he said "Speechless, huh?"

Then he got up and he took my hand and helped me up, but he never let my hand go

not even for a split second. I didn't feel weird, more like it felt comfortable.

Like I can do this sort of thing with him. Then, he pulled me closer to him and

he placed his other arm around my waist. Like i said before, it wasn't werid it

was comfortable. Then, we walked back to the backstage area and into my

lockerroom, where Tom was passed out on the couch. I saw this and i laughed and

Punk said "In abought 15 minutes, i'll come get you so you can get ready... CM

Punkette"

How original i thought to myself and then he left. I walked over to Tom and I

shouted "Wake Up!"

He jumped and I laughed. "Oh very funny, Scout"

"Hey if you came with me I wouldn't have done that"

Tom rolled his eyes and he said "I'm gonna act gay for like a few seconds but,"

then he kept his word. He turned on his gay voice and he said "How did your tour

with CM Punk go?"

I laughed and so did he. After that was over with I said "It went good. I met

John Cena, Randy Orton, Sheamus-"

"WAIT! You met Cena? And you didn't bring me with you?!" and by this point he

wasn't talking gay he was talking normal.

"You were asleep ahole"

Tom then said "True. Anything else?"

"I met abunch of the divas-"

"THAT must've been comfortable" he said sarcastically.

"Very" I said sarcastically too. "And I found out my ring name since I'm gonna

be Punk's valet. I found out durin the tour"

"What is it?" Tom asked.

"CM Punkette"

Tom snickered and I rolled my eyes. "I know how original" I said.

"That and how cute. It fits you perfectly"

I looked at him weird and he said "Well it's true. You ARE a punk and "Punkette"

is a better name than any other name."

I thought for like two seconds and he said "Am I wrong?"

"Hold on I'm thinking of an answer for that response"

He rolled his eyes and he waited a few seconds for my answer. Then I said "I

don't know the answer to that statement Mr. Thomas"

"Well let me explain then," Tom said and he stood up. "You're extremely

beautiful, you're talented, i love how you're so caring and how you have so much

passion in wrestling, and in your artwork as well, and you don't let your

cutmarks on your arm get to you. You're a great friend, an amazing girlfriend

and any guy would be lucky to have you. *I* would be lucky to have you again-"

"IF you didn't screw up so much. That's why we work so well as best friends with

benefits. We can hook up whenever and then we can just go back to being best

friends"

Just before Tom was going to say something, Punk came in and he said "Come on

kid. Let's get you all punked up"

Then, I got up and i said to Tom "You wanna come with me?"

Tom shrugged his shoulders and he said "Ok"

Then all three of us walked to the dressing room, where my 'Punkette' attire

was, just waiting for my body to wear it. Punk said "We'll give you some privacy

to get ready"

Then Tom and him walked out of the room and closed the door. Slightly. I started

getting out of my regular attire, and i walked over to the rack only in a black

bra and a red thong. I grabbed the nylon shirt and i threw it on. Then I heard

two people moaning from outside. I decided to ignore it, and I threw on the

short short skirt. I then heard someone say "Awh!" and I recognize that voice

and I walked to the door and I opened it. "Tom! Punk!"

They were both in shock. I looked down and I saw something stiff poking out of

their pants and I laughed. Then, I closed the door all the way and I guess they

both found out too, because they shouted "Awh! Damnit!"

I grabbed the cut off tshirt (which was cut off only to cover my boobs), and I

threw that on. Then I put on my army boots and the 'CM Punk' sweatbands and

rubber bracelets. I then threw on the black hat backwards and then I decided to

take it off since I was gonna get my hair done soon. So I decided to hold it

until my hair is done. Then I walked to the door, and I opened it. The boys

looked at me and I saw something stiff poking through their pants and I said

"The look's not complete yet"

"We know" they both said. Then all three of us walked to the hair and makeup

area. The makeup lady looked at me and she said "All you need is alittle eye

liner and mascara and your hair can be straighten and highlited with white and

red highlights"

"Nice" Phil said and Tom said "Can she wash it out?"

"Of course" she said and then I said "Let's get ready" Then I sat down in the

chair and I got ready. After a couple of minutes I was finally ready. The lady

took my hat and she placed the hat backwards on my head. "Ok boys are you ready

to see her complete look?"

Both boys nodded their head and I got up from the chair and they saw me. They

whistled at me and I said "Well let's get ready for the match"

Then, Punk got up and me, him and Tom all walked to the place before the black

curtains and Tom said "I'll meet you backstage"

"Alright" I said and then he left.