Living The Dream

by RawRebel

Follow Alexa as she follows her dream of becoming a WWE diva. RandyOC. Also featuring Trish Stratus, John Cena, Triple H, Batista, Edge, Lita and more! PLEASE REVIEW!

2. Chapter 2

When she arrived at the arena, Alexa headed straight to Mr.McMahon's office. She explained how the black eye had come about and he had arranged for her to do a pre-tape segment, where Tyson Tomko and Trish ambushed her as she 'arrived' at the arena. She also had a live segment to do with Randy before she headed out to the ring to bitch about Trish. She had gone back to her locker room and dressed in a tight pair of brown low-riding cordoury trousers and a low cut halter neck. Jan, the make-up lady, had curled her hair so it hung in tight ringlets around her face and she had decided not to use any foundation so the bruise was visable. Her eyeshadow was dark, emphasizing her violet eyes. She thanked Jan before heading down various corridors to get ready for her segment with Randy. When she arrived, Coach went over when her cue was and told her to improvise from there, the general idea was that Randy was going to hit on her and she would shoot him down. Alexa waited in position and watched as Randy, Paul, Dave and Ric had their interview with Coach.

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When the time came she walked along the hall and into the camera's view as she sauntered past them. "Hey baby, how about a ride with a real man?" Randy called after her with a cocky smirk.

"Sorry cowboy, in my corral eight seconds is not a ride." Sienna called back before walking on.

'' 'Atta girl Sienna!" JR chuckled from ringside as he watched what was happening on the titontron.

The titontron went black before Sienna's music hit and the crowd went wild as she walked down the ramp and rolled her body into the ring. She called for a mic and smiled at the ring tech who had handed it to her. ''Her legs are almost as long as Stacy's!" King called excitedly.

JR groaned. ''Would you stop?''

''Hey JR, look at that shiner! Who'd want to hurt a pretty thing like that?''

''I don't know King, but I'm sure we're going to find out.''

Sienna grinned and winked at King as she raised the mic to her lips. ''I'm sure you've all noticed my black eye. Well, here's how it happened. Roll the footage.''

The titontron showed Sienna arriving at the arena with her gym bag and you could see Tyson and Trish sneaking up behing her before throwing her to the ground. The crowd booed as they saw Tyson kick her in the face as Trish cackled in the background.

''Sienna doesn't look too happy, King.'' JR noted.

''Trish Stratus, I'm getting sick of you and that Vin Diesel wannabe.'' The crowd cheered at that remark. ''If you-''

Trish's music hit and she emerged from the curtain with Tyson and Christian, sporting a cocky grin and a mic. ''Sienna, do you really think you're any match for me? I mean, really, I'm a five time Women's Champion.''

Sienna snorted. ''And you're also the biggest slut I've seen in my entire life.''

Trish growled. ''That's it! I'm sick of your little snide comments-''

Sienna looked at her innocently before cutting her off. ''Snide comments? Please, it aint my fault that there are too many men that have passed through the revolving door that is your bed.''

''You little bitch!''

Sienna cocked her head to the side and smiled. ''Yeah. I got a propositon for you. How 'bout we settle this in the ring?''

Trish smiled. ''Sounds good to me. At Backlash, me and Christian against you and Chris Jerkoff.''

''Fine. But tonight, I want you in a match.''

''How about we make it a tag team match?'' Trish suggested sweetly.

Sienna nodded. ''Me and a partner of my choosing aginst you and whoever is stupid enough to team with you.'' She smirked. As Trish and her men turned to walk away, Sienna called after them, "Oh Christian?" He turned back, as did Trish and Tomko. "I just wanted to say how lovely of a couple you and Trash make, but don't be taking her to any candle lit dinners." He looked at her questioningly. "She'll probably melt if she gets too close to the flame, just like the ninety-nine per cent plastic over-the-hill Barbie she is."

Alexa arrived back at the diva's locker room to find Randy standing outside the door. She smiled slightly and walked up behind him. ''Hey.''

He turned around and smiled at her. ''Hey yourself.'' She opened the door and signalled for him to join her. ''You did good on the mic.''

She smirked. ''What can I say, I have a natural talent for insulting people.'' He chuckled before there was an uncomfortable silence. Alexa decided to break it. ''Are we cool?'' She asked softly.

''Yeah.'' He nodded. ''Trish told me what you told her and I don't understand why you couldn't tell me the truth.''

''I don't know, I guess I was ashamed.'' She told him.

''There's no need to be.'' He smiled at her before pulling her into a hug. He let her go and moved towards the door. ''I'll catch you later, be careful out there.''

She quickly changed into her ring attire, which consisted of some cream hot pants and a black tank top with her name on the front. Her boots reached her knees and she had black kneepads on over them. She walked down to the gorilla position and smiled at the group gathered there. Randy and Dave were there, they'd be interfering later. Chris and Adam were there too. ''See you guys out there.'' Trish called as she and her partner walked through the curtain.

''Miss. Torres.''

Alexa turned to see a man handing her a mic. ''Thanks.'' She grinned as she took it.

''N-No problem, miss.'' He stuttered before rushing away.

Alexa chuckled as he music hit and she headed through the curtain, walking down and stopping at bottom of the ramp, facing her opponants in the ring. After Jericho had made his entrance him and Sienna rolled into the ring.

The two posed in opposite corners before the bell sounded and Trish and Sienna decided to start off the match. They both lunged at the other and locked up in the middle of the ring. Sienna used her size advantage and roughly shove Trish away from her, slamming her into the turnbuckle. Sienna irish whipped her to the opposite corner and performed a handspring elbow to her face. Sienna moved out of the way and Trish stumbled slightly before dropping to the mat. Sienna continued beating down Trish, who was gradually tiring from her opponant's relentless attack. Finally, Trish managed to DDT Sienna, leaving both women lying on the mat. Jericho leaned over and stretched out his hand for the tag as she crawled closer to her corner. Trish reached Tomko first and he grabbed Sienna's foot. She got into an upright position with him still holding her leg. She swung her free leg up and kicked him in the head. Sienna quickly tagged in Chris before rolling out of the ring. The two men went at it and Jericho was laying the smackdown, much to the delight of the crowd. Sienna winced when Tyson hit her partner with a hard powerbomb. Tyson glared at her and dragged Chris towards her. ''C'mon bitch, tag him!" He taunted.

''Don't do it Sienna, that man's a monster!" JR said frantically.

Sienna reached out her hand like she was going to tag herself in but at the last second pulled back and punched Tomko in the face, elicting cheers from the audience. He stumbled back, allowing Jericho to catch his breath. That gave him the oppertunity to grab Tyson when he turned and hit him with a powerful samoan drop. He looked towards Sienna before tagging her in. She grinned and stepped through the ropes. She darted over to the other side of the ring and knocked Trish of the apron before heading back towards Tyson and climbing to the top rope. She paused before flying off the rope with a perfect shooting star press. 1-2-3! She rolled from Tomko's prone form and Jericho entered the ring before raising her arm in victory. They celebrated until the crowd booed and Jericho was knocked down from behind. Sienna turned to find Randy Orton and Batista hovering behind her.

''What the hell are Evoloution doing here?'' JR wondered.

''She did shoot down Randy earlier, perhaps they want to teach her a lesson.'' King added.

Batista focused on Chris as Randy stepped closer to Sienna menicingly. She didn't back away from him and he suddenly grabbed her hair, shouting at her.

''This is uncalled for King!'' JR yelled, appalled.

Randy ignored the referee who was trying to seperate him from Sienna, giving the woman the chance to kick out her leg, connecting solidly with Randy's groin. He released her and dropped to the mat, clutching his manhood in pain. Sienna smirked and backed up a few steps only to walk in to a solid object. She closed her eyes before turning, to meet the gaze of Batista. As he stepped towards her she moved back until she was backed against the turnbuckle. Randy was on his feet at this point and the two stood in front of her. The crowd suddenly erupted in cheers as Benoit and Edge ran down the ramp and slid into the ring.

''Here comes the cavalry.'' JR commented.

They took Randy and Batista out before rolling out of the ring with Sienna as Triple H and Ric Flair got into the ring. Sienna leaned down and helped Chris to his feet and the four backed up the ramp, glaring at the men in the ring, before walking through the curtain.

April 18th 2004

Two weeks had passed and it was the Sunday before Backlash. Alexa was excited about her first ever pay-per-view appearence and had been on a high since Friday. The past weeks on Raw, Sienna had been interacting with both Trish and Evolution. She had interfeered in on of Randy's matches in return for him and Batista disrupting her and Chris''s match and she'd had a tag match with Lita aginst Trish and Gail Kim. It was almost two in the afternoon and Alexa, Jason and Randy were hanging in Trish and Alexa's hotel room when her phone suddenly started to ring. Before Alexa had a chance, Jason snatched it from the stand. ''Alexandera Torres' residence, this her totally awesome boy-toy Chris-to-the-ish-chan speaking. What's up?"

Alexa chuckled. ''Gimme the damn phone blondie!"

''Okay, hang on.'' Jason said and handed his friend the phone.

''Hello?'' Alexa asked. ''Oh, hey Mamá.'' She slumped down on the bed and rolled her eyes as her mother rampled on. ''Si... Ta todo bien Everything is good. ¿Cómo Es Adrian? Eso es grande... No, no espero que usted mire sino un poco de ayuda no lastimaría... Sí, sí... lo que. How's Adrian? That's great... No, I don't expect you to watch but a little bit of support wouldn't hurt... Yeah, yeah...whatever. '' She groaned inwardly as her mother began one of her long speeches. She reached over and grabbed the bag of pretzels Jason was in the middle of eating and started scrunching it next to the mouthpiece. ''Mom... you're breaking up...'' She said slowly and hung up the call.

Randy snickered. ''That was nice.''

She shrugged. ''What can I say, I'm a bitch.'' She rolled off the bed and dusted herself off as she stood. ''I'm gonna take a shower.'' She stated as she began digging through her bag, pulling out a towel.

''Need a hand?'' Jason winked at her.

''I'm a big girl, I'm sure I can manage it by myself.'' She grinned.

''Your loss.'' He said cockily.

''I'm sure.'' She shot back sarcastically as she sauntered into the bathroom.

Jason smirked as he watched Randy follow her retreating form, before she closed the door. He laughed and Randy turned to look at him. ''What's so funny?'' He questioned.

''You, man, you have a crush on Lex!" Jason laughed.

''Dude, shut your mouth!" Randy hissed.

''So you're not gonna deny it?'' Jason asked.

Randy sighed. ''No.''

''Why don't you ask her out?''

''Because that would ruin everything.'' He sighed again.

''You don't know that.''

''Yeah, but I'm not gonna risk it.''

''That's your choice man, but what if you can't handle just being friends with her? What's gonna happen if she finds herself a boyfriend? How are you gonna feel then?'' Jason told him.

Randy shrugged. ''I don't know, I mean, it's not like I'm in love with her or anything.'' Jason cocked an eyebrow at him. ''Drop it, Jay.''

''Hey Lex, ya ready for our match?'' Trish asked as she entered the women's locker room.

''Hell yeah!" Alexa said happily.

''Good. If you get ready now and meet us in the men's locker room to go over the match.'' Trish informed her.

''Sure thing.'' She agreed as Trish left and Alexa began to change into her attire. She had decided on wearing a low cut white halter and a pair of tight fitting vinyl bootcut pants. She put on her wrestling boots and knee pads underneath her pants and she headed down the hall to get her hair and make-up done. Her hair was put into a high ponytail with two strands left down, framing her face and her make up consisted of some black eyeliner and mascara. When she was ready she walked down to the men's locker room.

After going over their match several times Trish and Alexa left to go relax in the locker room before their match. ''You wanna play a practical joke on Chris and Randy?" Trish's eyes shot open in interest. Alexa pulled a deck of cards out of her bag and tossed them down on the bench. "This evening, you learn to play poker."

'"What does this have—"

'"They think that I can't…" Alexa began to detail her plan. Trish mischievously grinned and agreed.

''The following contest is an intergender tag team match. Making her way to the ring, from Toronto, Canada... Sienna!''

Sienna grinned and rolled into the ring, climbing the turnbuckle and holding an arm in the air. She hopped down and leaned casually against the turnbuckle as she waited for her partner and opponants. Chris made his way down to the ring next, before Trish and Christian came down looking smug. After the bell rang both women climbed through the ropes and stood in their respective corners as the men started the match off. It was fairly equal for a while until Christian scored a low blow as Trish distracted the referee. Christian showboated as Chris lay on the mat, making the audience boo. ''Yo Christian!" Sienna called.

The blonde turned to her and she lifed her halter neck, flashing her black satin bra. Christian stood there shocked until a suplex from behind by Chris snapped him out of it. Trish held out her hand to her partner, eager for the tag. Christian tagged her in and Trish stepped over to Chris. She went to slap him but he caught it and dragged her over to Sienna. Trish shook her head frantically as Chris grinned and tagged in Sienna. She lunged at Trish and sat on her waist as she hit her in the face a few times. Sienna stood and kicked Trish in the stomach. She waited for the blonde to get to to her feet and when she did, Sienna kicked her in the shin. When Trish was bent over in pain, Sienna dropped an elbow into the center of her back before wrapping her arms around the hurting woman and executing a side suplex. She picked up the woman and slung her into the ropes and clotheslined her down to the mat. Sienna ran over to Christian and dropkicked him off the apron before going back over ot her corner and tagging Jericho in for his revenge. He approached Trish and put her in the walls of Jericho. Sienna noticed Christian about to enter the ring but she ran around the ring and grabbed his foot, preventing him from breaking the hold. A few seconds later, Trish tapped and the bell rang.

''And here are your winners, Sienna and Chris Jericho!"

Sienna released her hold on Christian's ankle and climbed into the ring to raise Chris' hand in victory over a fallen Trish Stratus.

''What are we doing tonight?" Chris asked, taking a seat and propping his feet up on the bed.

''I wouldn't mind learning to play poker," Trish answered with the ultimate innocent look on her face.

"I didn't bring any cards," Chris replied. "If you want to that bad, I guess we could go—"

"I have some," Alexa called, dashing into the other room and returning to toss them on the table.

"There's only one problem with that. I don't play poker unless it's strip poker," Chris suggestively responded and let the cards fall from the box into his hand. He flashed a grin at Randy, who returned it with as much enthusiasm.

"Well, ladies?" the other man asked.

Trish and Alexa nervously glanced at each other. The brunette gestured for Trish to come into her room. They loudly whispered to each other to give the impression that they were weighing their answer. The girls quickly added socks and a robe to their dress and sauntered around the corner. "Alright, we accept," Trish said and grandly took a seat in the other empty chair.

"But you already cheated," Chris whined.

"How is that?" Alexa asked, pushing up to the table the other two chairs from her room.

"You put on more clothes."

"Ah, we did that before agreed, sweetie," Trish replied. "This way or no way."

Randy nudged Chris and leaned in to whisper to him. Chris smiled and shuffled the cards. "Alright, let's lay out the rules. Five card draw. Whoever wins gets to choose who loses a piece of clothing. When you lose all of your money, you take it all off. That okay with everyone?"

"When you explain to me what five card draw is, I do believe so," Trish answered.

"What are we using for money?" Randy asked.

Alexa glanced around, pulled open the mini-bar, and tossed two bags of peanuts on the table. "That work?" Everyone nodded and she quickly retrieved the two from her room.

''Alright, ante is two peanuts and the limit is ten. You eat someone else's peanuts, you forfeit a hand," Chris stated as Trish ripped open the packets and began dividing them evenly. The guys correctly explained the game while the ladies intently listened. Trish tried to sweet-talk her way into them allowing her to write down the hands on piece of paper to continue the charade that they didn't know what they were doing. It didn't fly. Therese knew that the game of poker wasn't exactly what hand you drew but how much you let on to the other people what hand you drew. With the peanuts divvied up, Chris dealt the first hand. They picked up their cards and studied them. Alexa and Trish leaned in to each other and began whispering. '"Hey, hey, no conferring."

"Aw, come on, Chris, we have no idea what we're doing. At least let us until we get the hang of it," Trish purred.

"I think we ought to give them something, Chris," Randy replied.

He reluctantly agreed and the girls once again converged on their cards. When each of them took two more cards, they acted excited and put up only two more peanuts apiece. Chris suppressed a giggle, matched their two and tossed in six more. After that, they folded and it was down to Randy and Chris who added a few more nuts to the pile. Chris only had a pair of queens and was bluffing his way through. Randy ended up with a pair of twos. Chris eagerly turned to Trish. "Give it up, babe."

She sighed and then made a big show of taking off her sock and throwing it at him. Randy reached for their cards and turned them over. "Trish, you had three jacks."

"You mean I really won?"

"You would have if you'd kept going," he answered as he pulled the cards together to shuffle them.

"Oh," she demurely replied.

With the next hand, Alexa ended up with two fours. Then acted like it was the world and she tossed in the ten peanuts. Randy and Chris immediately folded. She laid them out and the both of them rolled their eyes, knowing they had better hands. "Alright, no conferring," Chris stated before Alexa picked her victim.

''Randy."

He complied with a snort and tossed off a shoe. "Happy?"

"I will be later when I win," she teased.

Trish dealt the next hand and Alexa leaned over to tell her to start playing seriously and to remind her to target Chris. As if I need reminding about that, she thought. "No conferring," Chris yelled.

"We haven't even looked at our cards," Trish pouted.

Alexa and Trish bluffed their way through three more hands with Alexa legitimately winning another with a full house. They left Randy hanging with one shoe and Chris now sported bare feet. He muttered something about beginner's luck when Randy started the next hand. The ladies passed a knowing look between each other. The luck ran out and the hands went back and forth, although a little favored to the women. Trish and Alexa both lost their robes, Randy was barefoot but Chris was now on a striptease with his shirt. Trish's eyes followed his every move and she licked her lips at the sight of his bare body. She wanted to run her fingers through his thick blonde hair but held herself back, knowing that in a few hands he would be minus much more. "I don't know why y'all're ganging up on me," he whined

"It was your idea," Alexa replied in a singsong voice.

''I think you're pulling something off on us," Chris said with a serious tone and propped his elbows on the table, staring Alexa down. "Do you know how to play poker?"

"I do now. That's for sure," she flippantly answered.

"Before tonight, did you know how to play poker?" he clarified, intensifying his glare.

"I've seen 'Maverick' and 'The Gambler' before. Either way, it's too late to turn back now," she answered with a crooked grin and shuffled the cards.

Chris ran into a strand of luck and Trish was embarrassingly down to her shorts and bra. She was casting Alexa glances that said, "This wasn't supposed to happen." The brunette ignored the looks, reveling in her mortification. She thought it only right to catch Randy up to the other two and pulled out a few hands that brought the guys on equal grounds—jeans and underwear. Alexa was practically drooling over Randy's muscles. She quickly remembered when she had slept in the same bed with him, his broad chest supporting her as they lay side by side…

Apparently her focus had shifted and Randy reduced her by a shirt, but he was sorely disappointed to find a camisole underneath. She grinned evilly, "Sorry."

Trish's mood lightened when she won the next hand and the object of her affection revealed lightly tanned skin and muscular thighs as he angrily stripped off his jeans. Forget the fact that he was mad or that she was half-naked herself, Trish was greedily taking it all in. In return, Chris pulled off the next two rounds and demanded Alexa lose the camisole. She tossed it aside and focused on the hand before her to put Randy in the same predicament as Chris. Like Randy cared as he imagined what it would be like to run his hands over her smooth, tanned skin. The peanuts piled up between Chris and Alexa as they attempted to outdo each other. On the next hand, someone seemed bound to bare a private body part. Each person focused on their cards, only Chris and Alexa daring each other to fold with their eyes. She held her breath as the cards were laid down—Chris had won. Alexa almost felt sorry for Trish when Chris stared Alexa down, instead of Trish, and demanded that she lose something. She begrudgingly smiled but then reached down under the table whipped off a sock, tossing it in his face.

"You cheater!" Chris exclaimed and threw the white sock back at her.

"No one ever said which article of clothing had to go," she maliciously grinned and pushed the cards to Trish for the next deal.

Now they were down to the wire. Alexa had met her match in poker with Chris Irvine, but she would be damned if she lost the next hand or, God forbid, the next two hands. On the next round, the two Canadians stared each other down, making some attempt at reading each others mind. Randy leaned over to Trish and said, "I don't think we exist, do you?" His intention was for the other two to hear but they were too absorbed in the game. Trish shook her head and sighed. "Wanna fold and see what happens between them?" he asked and popped up a peanut in his mouth.

"Why not?" They tossed in their cards and the other two cast them a cursory glance before returning to their showdown.

Chris called it and they both hesitantly laid their hands down on the table. "Ha!" Alexa yelled, slamming her hand down on the table. "I win! Now, who's next?" Trish pleaded with her eyes not to be chosen. Randy was chuckling to himself over the fact that they had been duped; Chris Irvine, the king of poker—strip poker at that—was a strip of cloth away from losing to a woman. Randy had resigned himself to showing off his entire manly glory, but then Alexa's eyes lit on Chris. "I'd like to thank today's sponsor—" she stopped to glance under the table, "Fruit of the Loom. Mr. Irvine, sir, would you like to pass around a sample of their underwear line."

The glint in his eyes told her she may have made a mistake. His green briefs were off in an instant and two of the most uninterested people in the room of seeing Chris naked got more than an eyeful of his anatomy. '"Go, go!" Randy yelled, grabbing his clothes and dragging Alexa with him.

"That's what you get for cheating!" he called after them as Randy shoved Alexa into her room and slammed the door behind them.

"Don't ever incite him to do that again," Randy panted.

"Oh, I won't. You can trust me on that. But it was worth it," she replied. When the laughter subsided, they locked eyes and realized how little they were wearing. Alexa blushed red and immediately began pulling her clothes back on. ''I suggest you get dressed.''

''Why? Can't you control yourself around my sexy body.'' He grinned.

She snorted. ''More like I can't control my up-chuck refelex.''

He glared at her before grabbing her. He held both her hands in his left hand and tickled her back with his right. Every time she was tickled she jumped forward, right into him. She stuck out her tongue at him and he laughed. "If you do that again, I'm going to bite your tongue." That sounded like a challenge, and Alexa, not one for backing down, stuck her tongue out again. Before she could stop him, he kissed her. She went with it, and he, being true to his word, bit her tongue. He pulled back with a little smirk on his face when he saw her shocked expression.

Alexa jumped to tackle Randy but miscalculated and tripped. She grabbed his arm as she did, making him fall down on top of her. Alexa groaned. ''Damn, I think I broke my ass." She rubbed the sore spot, wincing.

He chuckled and reached out his hand to stroke her cheek. She licked her lips nervously. This made him move his attention to her lips and before she knew it his lips crashed onto hers. Alexa knew this was no kiss of friendship. She felt heartfelt passion and longing in that kiss of his and she responded with a kiss almost as strong in vigour and energy. He pulled away. ''I'm sorry...''

She opened her mouth to speak but he quickly left, leaving her staring at the door in shock. A few seconds later, she heard her cell phone ringing and grabbed it from the bed. ''Yeah?'' She asked breathlessly.

''Hey Lex, you okay? You sound a little wierd.''

''No, Jay, I'm fine.''

''Okay, I was just wondering if you wanted to come down to the bar with me and some of the guys.'' He asked.

''I'm not really in the m-''

'''C'mon, Lex...'' He whined.

''Sure, I'll be down in a few.'' She said before ending the call. She changed into a pair of low riding white cargo pants and a white off the shoulder top that reached just under her navel. She put her hair in two plaits either side of her head and put her New York Yankees beanie hat on before grabbing her purse and walking out the door. She headed down the hall and started down the stairs as a million questions ran through her mind. Why did Randy kiss her? Why did he leave? The most prominent one was; What was going happen now? She sighed as she entered the hotel bar and glanced around, looking for Jason. She finally spotted him in the corner along with Adam, Lisa Marie, Amy, Matt and Nora. Alexa smiled as Jason stood and walked over to join her. ''Hey, havin' fun?'' She asked as they headed over to the bar.

''Yeah. Where'd you go after the show?''

She smirked. ''Me and Trish got one over on Chris and Randy.''

''Really?'' She told him about her and Trish's plan, and the poker game. ''So you actually beat Chris?'' Alexa nodded. ''Damn, that make's you the first, he's untouchable.''

''I don't think John would be too impressed with you stealin' his lines.'' Alexa snorted.

Jason chuckled. ''So, where are they now?''

''Well, the last time I saw Chris he was stripping, Trish... Come to think of it, I haven't seen her since the poker game either.''

Jason grinned. ''You think they're... y'know?''

Alexa's eyes widened slightly before she laughed. ''Guess that means I'm stuck here for at least a few hours.'' She groaned as the bartender handed her a vodka and coke.

''What about Randy?''

''How the hell do I know?''

Jason raised an eyebrow. ''Somethin' happen between you two?''

She gulped down her drink and ordered another. ''He kissed me.''

''What?''

''Did I stutter?'' She snapped. ''Sorry.'' She took a sip of her drink.

''What happened?'' He asked.

''We were playin' around, I stuck my tongue out at him, he said he'd bite it if I did it again. I did it again, he bit me then he kissed me.''

''And...''

''And he apologized then left.''

''Just like that?'' He asked, disbelievingly.

''Yep.'' She confirmed.

''How do you feel about that?'' He asked softly.

''I-'' That was a good question. How did she feel about it? She knew she had wanted him to kiss her and she had felt hurt when he'd just walked out like that. She knew she didn't want to lose Randy's friendship, she didn't want to not talk to him. She knew she loved his beautiful blue eyes, how they always lit up when he smiled. She loved his cocky smirk he did. She loved the way his nose scrunched up slightly when he laughed, the way he could always make her laugh. She loved... Alexa inhaled sharply as she did the mental arithmetic that she hadn't realized she'd been avoiding. She liked Randy. She trusted Randy. Randy made her incredibly hot. Friendship plus trust plus animal attraction equals...

It was as though an electrical connection had suddenly been made. All of her nerves and synapses switched on and for an instant, she could feel every individual molecule of air touching her. Part of her wanted to blurt it out immediately. The other, saner part of her wanted to simply run out of the room. It wasn't that she feared he'd turn on her if she told him; she knew he wouldn't even if he didn't feel the same way. But this would change everything. Once she said the words, everything would be different between them. He would possess her utterly then. She would be completely, unquestionably his. Permanently his.

She shook her head in shock. ''I've only known him a few months.'' She muttered to herself.

''Lex.'' Her head snapped towards Jason. ''You alright?''

''Peachy.''

''You like him don't you.''

''Of course I do, we're friends...'' She trailed off.

April 19th 2004

Alexa woke to someone rudely shaking her awake. ''Leave me 'lone.'' She slurred.

''Lex, our flights in just over an hour.'' She opened her eyes to see Trish standing over her. ''What the fuck happened to you last night?''

Alexa looked up at her and smirked. ''Me? What about you?'' Trish blushed. Alexa laughed as she rolled out of bed. ''I thought so. I suppose it was a good job I left when I did, I woulda been up all night anyhow.''

''Jason brought you back last night, me and Chris had to help him carry you to bed, you were totally wasted.'' Trish informed her.

Alexa shrugged. ''Not a crime is it.''

''Well, considering you're nineteen, then yeah, it kinda is.''

''Shut up.'' Alexa scowled. ''I'm gonna take a quick shower okay?''

''Sure, we're leaving in about a half hour.''

Two hours later, Alexa was sitting beside Trish and Chris on the flight to Des Moines, Iowa for Raw that evening. She shared a mischevious look with Chris when they saw that Adam was sleeping like a baby in front of them. Trish shook her head, chuckling to herself. "THE PLANE IS GOING DOWN! WE'RE GOING TO DIE! HELP US!" Shrieked Alexa and Chris.

It was a common known fact that Adam was scared of flying so this wasn't something he needed to hear. Eyes snapped open, his body jerked up and he let out a very high-pitched girl scream. He looked around for a minute only to see amused faces looking at him. He turned and glared at the pair before attempting to go back to sleep as they snickered behind him. Alexa spotted Jason sitting further down the back and stood to go and see him. As she turned to walk down the aisle, she slammed into a wall of muscle. She felt herself falling before a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist and prevented her from falling. Once she was in an upright position she looked up to thank the person, only to see Randy staring back at her. She exhaled slowly. ''Thanks.''

''No problem.''

''Randy, I-''

He grabbed her hand and pulled her down to the back of the plane where there weren't many people. He looked at her apologetically. ''Look, before you say anything, I'm so sorry about what happened. I don't know what came over me and I'd completely understand if you never want to speak to me again but I don't wan't this to ruin our friendship, you mean a lot to me, Lex.'' If only you really knew how much. He thought silently.

After a moment, she smiled at him. ''I'll always be your friend Ray.'' It's better than nothing. She told herself.

''So, we cool?''

She smirked. ''Now, where have I heard that before?'' Randy chuckled. ''Yeah, we're cool.'' He smiled and envoloped her in a hug. She wrapped her arms around his waist and closed her eyes, resigning herself to the fact that her and Randy were never going to be anything more than friends.

''You wanted to see me?'' Alexa asked as she popped her head around Vince's door.

''Yes, come on in Alexa.'' He smiled. She closed the door behind her and walked over to the chair in front of the desk, before taking a seat. ''There's an autograph signing in LA on Wednesday and Thursday and there's a spot for you if you want it.'' He offered.

She grinned. ''Of course I do.''

''Great.'' He handed her an envolope. ''That's your ticket for the flight, all the details are in there. There's also another ticket to Detroit where we have a house show on Saturday.''

''Are there any others going?'' She asked as she skimmed through the contents of the envolope.

''Yes. There will be superstars from both Raw and Smackdown going. You, Trish and Jason from Raw and John Cena, Eddie Guererro and Rey Mysterio from Smackdown.'' He told her.

She squealed. ''I get to see Eddie and Rey-Rey.'' Vince raised an eyebrow at her. ''Sorry boss-man, it's just it's been a long time since I've seen the two of 'em.'' She explained.

He nodded. ''I understand. Well, while you're here, I'll go over tonight with you. I'm going to have you shoot a promo with Evolution and one with Eric. You'll have a match against Nora and near the end of the match Randy, Paul, Dave and Ric will stand at the top of the ramp, just staring at you. After you win, they're going to come down and 'take you out' so to speak.''

She smiled. ''Cool, can I go now?''

''Yes. Your match is after the fourth commercial break.''

''Okay, thanks Vinnie Mac.'' She grinned as she left his office. She practically skipped down the hallway to the diva's locker room with a big grin on her face. She smiled as she entered and headed over to Trish.

One look at Alexa and Trish smiled. ''What're you so happy about? Randy finally give ya some lovin'?''

Alexa slapped her arm. ''No, smart-ass. We're goin to LA for two days!" She said happily.

''Oh, so that's why Vince was looking for me.''

''Uh-huh. It's gonna be bitchin'. I get to see Eddie and Rey-Rey!'' Trish looked at her curiously. ''Guererro and Oscar. I haven't seen them for about two years.''

''That's great. Who else is goin'?''

''John Cena and Jason.'' She answered. After a while of talking about all the shopping they were going to do Alexa went to talk to Nora about their match. When she knew what she was doing, she went to get changed. She had a live promo to cut with Eric and another later with Randy and the gang. She changed into a pair of tight, low-rising jeans amd a Y2J shirt that she had custmized so it was a low cut halter neck. She slipped on her nikes and placed a white trucker hat on her head before she headed down to make-up. They applied some foundation and a little mascara and eyeliner before glossing her lips and off she went. When she arrived where they were filming, she went over some lines with Eric although they both decided to go with the flow. The basic idea was to have him hit on her. The camera man yelled action and Alexa slipped into character.

RAW

''Hey, look JR, it's Sienna.'' King pointed to the titontron.

Sienna sauntered down a hallway and could be seen rolling her violet eyes before halting. "Ah, Sienna. So nice to see you again"

The camera panned out and Eric Bischoff was seen leering at her. "Eric, how are you?" Sienna asked sarcasically.

He ignored her tone. ''Very well thank you. If I may say so you look absolutely stunning." Eric said with a big smile on his face.

Sienna pulled an eyebrow up and looked down at herself. ''Thanks.'' She said unenthusiastically.

''Do you play chess, Sienna?'' She looked at him like he was crazy. "I myself am quite skilled in the art of chess. Not to mention…" Eric moved closer to Sienna "...certain other arts as well."

"What?" the King cried.

"I don't believe that." J.R said. Eric smirked at Sienna as she pulled her lip up in disgust. "Eric Bischoff is making a pass at Sienna." J.R cried incredulously.

She suddenly smiled and asked: "Is that so, my vertically challenged friend?" The entire crowd cheered and Lawler and Ross laughed as well. "And what arts are you talking about?" She asked innocently.

Eric Bischoff took a step back,looked angry for a second but then smiled. "You've once again reminded me why I like you so much. You have a vocabulary and a sense of humor like no other I know of. I will over look your comment this once because I like you but next time…I may have to be a little rough on you." Bischoff smirked and walked away.

''Perv.'' Sienna spat, triggering the crowd to chant her name.

Alexa smiled as Raw went to commercial and Randy, Paul, Dave and Ric walked into her line of vision. Their segment was up after the break so they quickly went over it before the camera man warned them to get ready.

''There she is again!'' King pointed out.

Sienna was shown walking down another hallway with a cup of steaming coffee in her hands. She turned her head to the right when her name was called and the camera showed Lita. ''Hey Lita.'' She greeted before turning to walk away. As she turned, somebody crashed into her, causing her to spill the hot coffee down her shirt.

''Not the puppies!" King cried.

Sienna looked down at her now see-through shirt, her black bra visbale, then looked up at the person she bumped into. She scowled. ''Can't you get a hobby or something? Something other than bothering me?'' She asked. Randy, Dave, Triple H and Ric could be seen standing in front of her, blocking her path. Randy was smirking at her, Triple H just stared, Dave looked down at her emotionlessly and Ric leered at her wet shirt. Sienna noticed this and glared at him. ''What? Never seen breasts before?'' She quipped.

Triple H chuckled. ''Smart mouth kid, it's gonna get you in trouble on day.'' He warned. ''And I strongly suggest that you don't get on my bad side.''

''You have a good side?''

''Shut your mouth! Now you listen to me, you're nothing to Evolution, nothing!'' Triple H growled. ''But if you get in our way then your career will be short, I guarantee you.'' He stepped closer to her. ''So, in my books, you're either with us or against us, what's it gonna be?''

''I was about to engage in some serious debate about what you just said but then I remembered that I don't give a damn!'' She told him. ''I mean, who the hell do you think you are? You're not better than anyone else here and you sure as hell aint better than me. Are you aware that you're a pathetic freak? Or are you just completely oblivious to reality?'' She looked into his eyes fearlessly as he turned red in anger. ''Now, as sorry as I am to cut this little... get together short, I need to get ready for my match.'' She said as she shoved Triple H and stalked past, leaving the four members of Evolution staring after her.

''I thinks Sienna just made a big mistake JR, Evolution aren't gonna take this lightly.'' King said.

''I think you're right King.'' JR agreed.

Alexa made her way to the gorilla position five minutes before her match was going to take place. She was dressed in some white cargo pants and a black muscle tank top. She smiled at Nora, who was already there. ''Hey girl.'' She smiled.

''Hey.'' Alexa greeted.

''You ready to get a beat down, Evolution style?'' Paul asked as he made his way towards the divas with his crew.

''Sure am.'' She grinned. ''Anyways, if you get too rough, I'll just kick you in the balls.''

"We actually call them low blows," Dave informed her.

"That's only because men like to use the word 'blow' in conjunction with that part of the anatomy." She smirked.

Nora high fived her and the males shook their heads with a smile. Alexa's music started and she shot the group a smile before heading down the ramp.

RAW

She grinned as she went out to cheers and saluted the crowd before rolling into the ring. As she waited for her opponant she took the time to look through the crowd. She spotted a sign saying. 'Marry me Sienna!' She chuckled and blew a kiss at the boy making him smile.

The bell sounded and Molly and Sienna stared each other down. The locked up and Sienna gained the upper hand and threw Molly into the corner, unleashing a series of vicious chops on her chest. The crowd seemed to approve, cheering wildly every time Molly got hit. Sienna grabbed Molly's head and took her away from the corner, slamming her into the mat with a bulldog. 1-2- Molly raised her shoulder. Both women stood and Molly ducked under a clothesline, taking Sienna down with a dropkick when she turned. She hauled Sienna to an upright position and clotheslined her, knocking her flat. She went for the cover but Sienna kicked out after the two count. Molly stood and looked down at Sienna as she got on all fours, attempting to stand. Molly kicked her in the ribs, knocking her down. As Molly went to kick her again, Sienna grabbed her foot and pulled her down. Sienna stood quickly, much to the crowd's pleasure and waited for Molly to stand too. She hit Molly with a few forearms to the face and irish whipped her into the ropes. Molly reversed it and as Sienna bounced back, she went to clothes line her. Sienna expected this and leaned back, her hands landing flat on the mat as her body took a bridge look.

''Look at that Matrix move by Sienna.'' King cried, impressed.

Sienna dropped down so she was laying back down on the mat and swund her legs in an arch, knocking Molly's feat from under her. She fell to the mat as Sienna stood and walked over to her. She dragged her up by her hair and performed a snap suplex. 1-2- Molly again managed to get her shoulder off the mat. Sienna stood and picked Molly up, whipping her into the turnbuckle. She stepped back and ran at her but Molly stuck her leg out, catching Sienna in the face, and sending her to the canvas. Sienna grabbed her nose with her hands, feeling the blood dripping through her fingers. Molly climbed to the top rope and waited for Sienna to rise but didn't have the chance to do anything as Sienna ran at her and knocked her into a sitting position. Sienna then climbed to the top rope, hooked her arm around Molly's neck and hit her with a superplex. Sienna stood and wiped at her nose with her hand as she heard the boos from the crowd. She looked up at the top of the ramp and saw all four members of Evolution staring her down.

''What're they doing out here JR?'' King asked.

''I have no idea, but it's sure to distract Sienna.''

Sienna tore her eyes from the group before looking down at Molly who was flat out on the mat. She quickly climbed the turnbuckle and she could see the flashes of the camera as she flew and hit Molly with a shooting star press. 1-2-3! The referee motioned for the bell and the crowd cheered. ''And here is your winner...Sienna!" Lillian announced.

Molly slowly rolled from the ring as the ref held up Sienna's hand in victory. Cheers turned into boos as Evolution started to approach the ring. Sienna kept her eyes on them as they climbed into the ring. Triple H stood toe to toe with her and glared.

''Sienna, not backing down to the cerebral asassin, King.''

''This is not good for Sienna, JR.''

Triple H violently kicked her in the stomach before grabbing a handful of her hair. Sienna tried to free herself of his grip but he was too strong. Instead she kicked him in the groin with all she had, sending him to the canvas. She tried to walk away but Batista grabbed her arm and pulled her into a powerful clothesline.

''This is not right! It's four on one!'' JR cried.

Triple H had recoved from the low blow and looked down at the woman in rage. Sienna was lying on her back and hadn't moved a muscle since the viscious clothesline from Batista. He picked her up and set her up for the pedigree. The crowd booed louder as her head slammed into the canvas with a sickening thud and she lay on her front, motionless.

''This is sick King.''

The crowd erupted into cheers as Chris Jericho ran down the ramp, holding a steel chair. Evolution cleared the ring as the Canadian slid into the ring, shouting angrily. He dropped the chair and knelt down beside Sienna, swiping her hair from her face to check on her. The was a small puddle of blood from her nose and her eyes were closed. ''Lex, you okay?'' He whispered.

''Yeah.'' She said softly, so the camera's couldn't pick up on it. The EMT's and trainers came down to the ring and Sienna was carted backstage on a stretcher.

As soon as the camera's had cut, Alexa hopped off the stretcher like nothing had happened. Randy was soon to find her, followed by Trish and Chris as they took her to the medic to stop the bleeding. None of them spoke, at least not until Alexa sneezed and blood flew everywhere. "That's disgusting Lex..." Randy stepped behind her, afraid that if she sneezed again he might not be able to avoid it.

"It's not like I wanted to coat the place with blood...it's your nasty cologne that's making me sneeze." For some reason the mixture of her blood and his cologne aggravated her, so he walked behind her the rest of the way to the medic. After she had been cleaned up and had taken a shower, Alexa headed back to the arena with Randy, Trish, Chris, Dave and Adam. Alexa's flight to New York was tomorrow night and, excluding Trish and Jason, everyone else was going home until Saturday.

It was 2:00 in the morning as Alexa and Trish stumbled over each other as they attempted to make their way to their hotel room. Both women along with Matt, Adam, Chris and Jason decided to spend the night in Chris and Jason's room rather than go out. The beginning of the night had been quite uneventful as the men sat around the television set watching the sports update on ESPN, while Trish and Alexa had spent their time chatting about everything and nothing. The women were interrupted from their conversation when Chris approached them and asked them if they would like to participate in their game of poker. Alexa and Trish shared a look but Chris smiled at them and stopped the thoughts running through the women's minds as he reassured them. "Don't worry dolls, we aren't playing for money."

"Sure, we'd love to play." Alexa replied.

"Sure, no problem ladies, but I'm warning you, you can't back out, it won't be as much fun if we aren't all playing together….the guys are setting up everything outside on the patio. I'm gonna just go and order the pizza and get room service to scrounger up some real junk food for us. You can't play poker without junk food. That is against the poker bible and let that be your first lesson of the game, ladies." And with that Chris walked out of the room.

The girls just looked at each other and laughed, rest assured, when Chris was passionate about something, he always went the extra mile. By the time they both got out to the patio, all the guys were seated around the poker table that they had requested from room service. Trish couldn't help but laugh, the poker table was only meant to fit four people, and though herself and Alexa wouldn't take up that much space, their four friends were rather large men and were obviously in discomfort as they squeezed themselves in around the table.

''Both of you take your seats and let's get started. We've got everything here already, except for the pizza but we got plenty of other junk to keep us satisfied until it arrives." Jason said.

Both of them took their seats and looked around the table. Chris explained dealt the cards. "Oh by the way dolls, I forgot to mention the stipulation for all the losers." He said.

"Stipulation?" Both women asked.

Alexa spoke up. "You didn't even mention that there was a stipulation."

Chris looked at the women with as much innocence he could muster. "Oops, my bad…well I'm telling you now. The stipulation is tequila shots. For every round, there's can only be one winner, therefore, the other five people must drink a shot of tequila for every round they lose.''

Four Hours Later

"I win again." Chris laughed as he watched his drunken friends in amusement.

They had been playing for four hours now and they were all having a great time. Chris had won a large fraction of the poker rounds. Adam and Jason had won four games a piece, while Matt had only won one. Poor guy wasn't a big drinker either and decided to retire to his room for the night about two hours into the game, claiming to have a massive headache the size of Texas. Alexa and Trish had lost every single one of their games and were needless to say, extremely drunk. It was no surprise that they couldn't hold their liquor as good as the men considering that they didn't drink often and that they were much smaller in size. Their only hope was some good sleep. Remembering the women, Chris glanced in Trish's direction as she continued to giggle and prod the television to magically turn on and off at her command. What she didn't know was the Jason had the remote in his hand, pressing the power button each time she slurred out a order to the television screen. His gaze shifted to Alexa who was in a fit of giggles on the couch. The alcohol had made her really hyper and it took a great effort from the remaining four men to get her to sit on the couch for more than two minutes at a time. She had earlier practiced her future American Idol routine for the guys and Trish.

"So… what do you guys think?" She chirped.

Adam noticed a frown suddenly marring her beautiful features. "Why the long face all of a sudden?"

Alexa looked over at her friends. "I just realized that it's American Idol, and I'm not American. They won't pick me. Those disrimina.. disrim… what's the damn word I'm looking for?"

"Discriminatory?" Jason supplied with a smirk.

"Yeah, that's it. Those discriminatory bastards."

"You know Lex, you could always go on Canadian Idol." Chris reassured her.

"Yeah right, who even watches that show. Besides I think it's quite unfair to show favouritism to the Americans. Well their loss, they're missing out on my God given talent."

Chris laughed to himself as he remembered the Canadian bombshell in her drunken state. She seemed to have calmed down quite a bit, aside from her fit of giggles. "Yo dude, I'm gonna head back to my room now, I'm wiped out man." Adam interrupted Chris's thoughts.

"Yeah, alright man, you take care and make sure you get some sleep, all of you should, you're all gonna have a bitch of headache in the morning."

An hour after Adam had left, Chris and Jay decideded to escort the two women to their rooms. Both of them were quite sober considering the amount of alcohol they consumed. Chris was sure that they were sober enough to remember tomorrow morning what they did from this point on. Perhaps all the water they forced the two to drink, helped them out a bit. They said goodnight to the guys and Alexa decided to change her clothes and read a book, since surprisingly, the alcohol hadn't made her tired yet. Trish fell asleep right away. Alexa heard a soft knock at the door, and without even haven the chance to change out of her hip hugger jeans and white tank that read "Sweet as Candy." She opened the door half expecting it to be Chris, Jason or Adam coming to make sure she was okay. It wasn't Chris…or Jason…or Adam. It was Randy.

He smiled at her, "Hey." he said softly.

"Hey. I'm not trying to be rude or anything but is there something I can help you with at 2 in the morning? You know, if you're looking for a little diversity between the sheets, I think Rena Mero is open 24 hours a day." Alexa giggled. Randy was ready to defend himself until he realized that just like him, Alexa had a bit too much to drink tonight as well. He saw her eyes brighten. "You know, it's quite surprising how popular that occupation is…you know…being paid to have sex with people, I'm pretty sure you can find something in the yellow pages… Oh, wait…I think I saw a yellow pages in the kitchen, you just wait right there…I'll be back." Alexa sped off to her kitchen leaving behind a chuckling Randy. Sure enough, she came back with a big book in hand.

"Sorry, I…um…look, I didn't come here to get the yellow pages so I can call up for sex… I noticed you just walked into your room not too long ago and figured you wouldn't be asleep yet. I just wondering if you wanted to grab a cup of coffee with me. I can't sleep and you're not sleeping, so I figured I'd much rather keep wake with a beautiful women rather than by myself."

Starbucks

Randy and Alexa had walked into the Starbucks, and you would think that at 2 in the morning, there wouldn't be much people at all, but there were a few groups of people huddled in different corners. They were probably poets or students studying for an early exam. They waited in line to order and Alexa was seriously craving a coffee now that she was standing in there awaiting her turn. When it was their turn, Randy gestured for her to order first. "Hi, can I get a large cup of coffee."

"Um…look ma'am, if you look at the sign, we don't sell large coffees." The cashier said in an annoyed tone.

Alexa wasn't sure what the attitude was about. Perhaps she was intimidated by Alexa, hence the attitude. It wouldn't be the first time it happened to her. Or perhaps it had something to do with the fact that Alexa walked in with an extremely tall, dark and handsome young man on her arm. Whatever the reason was, Alexa was in no mood for her bitchiness. She still had that alcohol running through her system, not to mention the fact that she was now craving a coffee and she had no patience for this brat in front of her. She turned to Randy. "Did she just say that they don't have large cups?" Randy only nodded.

"Look, lady, we use different terms around here. It's Tall, Grande, and Viente not Small, Medium and Large. It's Starbucks lingo."

Alexa was beyond annoyed at this point. "What the fuck is that? Excuse my ignorance, but isn't Tall the opposite of Small?" Alexa asked using her hands for visualization. "And what the hell is Viente? What kind of Nazi speech is that? You know what, I know what you people are doing, you guys call small, tall because you want people to feel good about themselves when they have to part with 5 dollars for a small sized urine sample of coffee because the word tall is stuck in their psyche. I see your marketing trickery, you tricky bastards. That's what you guys are, fucking tricky. And what kind of word is Viente? I'll tell you what, it's just some made up word for people to use to make them feel more sophisticated!" Alexa raved on. Randy only look on with an amused smirk on his face. For someone who had a lot to drink that night, she was definitely being a smart ass. It was quite funny how true her words rang.

The woman behind the counter looked offended, "Are you trying to say I'm not sophisticated?"

"No." Alexa responded. "I'm trying to say you're fucking stupid. Enough with this shit, I can go get a TALL cup of coffee around the corner for 50 cents. And while I'm leaving, why don't you take a Viente razor and shove it up your ass, or you can just use your resources and choke on a biscotti." And with that Alexa spun on her heel and walked out of the Starbucks with Randy hot on her heels. As soon as he exited the front door, he started to laugh so hard that he had to hold on to the wall with one hand for support while the other was clutching his stomach. Alexa turned around. "What the hell are you laughing at?" She steamed. Seeing him laughing on the street corner made her crack a smile. "It was pretty funny when you think about it, and I may have been really harsh but she deserved it. You don't toy with someone who 's got a lot of alcohol in their system, she's was just being petty for no reason."

Alexa groggily opened her eyes when a shrill ringing disturbed her slumber. She looked to her left and recognized the source of her discomfort. She reached over and slammed her hand down on the alarm clock. ''Off mother fucker.'' She grumbled, sighing happily when the noise stopped. She heard laughing and saw Trish standing in the bathroom doorway. ''Shut up blondie.'' Alexa muttered.

Trish just smiled and jumped on the bed. ''Where'd you go last night? I heard you come back about four.'' She asked.

''I went for a coffee with Randy.'' She answered.

Trish raised an eyebrow. ''Really?''

''Uh-huh... And get your dirty mind outta the gutter, we just had coffee.''

''I believe you.'' Trish said in a tone which obviously showed she didn't. ''You'd better get ready and start packing.''

Alexa looked around the room and saw most of her clothes were carelessly spread around the room. ''I guess so.'' She agreed. She sat up and rubbed at her eyes, yawning.

''I'm gonna go get somethin' to eat. You take a shower and start getting ready and I'll grab you a coffee.'' Trish offered.

Alexa rolled her eyes. ''Sure, Mom.''

Trish shot her a look before grabbing her purse and leaving Alexa alone. After a moment, she decided to get up and she walked into the bathroom. After a long, hot shower, she felt more alert and she walked into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around her. She glanced around the room, finally finding some clean clothes to wear. She dried herself off before changing into some brown cordouroy trousers and a cream coloured strappy top. She dried her hair and put it up in a messy bun before focusing on cleaning the room. After about half an hour she had successfully packed her bags and the room was spotless. She smiled triumphantly and looked up as someone knocked on the door. She walked over to the door and swung it open to reveal Randy smiling at her. ''What are you doin' here?'' She questioned.

''Just thought I'd stop by to say goodbye.'' He said, gesturing to his suitcase that he'd placed on the floor.

''I'll see you on Monday, what's the big deal?''

''Yeah, but I'm used to havin' you around, I'll miss you.'' He said softly.

She smiled faintly. ''Me too.''

''Well, I hope you have fun at the signing, say hi to John for me would ya?''

''You know John?''

''We were at OVW together, we're good friends.'' He told her. She nodded then an uncomfortable silence washed over them. ''Well, I better get going.''

She smiled. ''Yeah.'' She pulled him in for and hug and softly kissed him on the cheek. ''Have a good time.''

''You too.'' He said as he walked down the hall.

"Hey ladies." Jason said, sliding into the seat beside Alexa on th plane.

''Hey.''

"So girls, I heard the giggles. What… or should I say who… are we talking about?" he asked, eyebrows raising with great interest.

"WE were just talking about Ric Flair," Trish said.

"Yeah, and how he's made of rubber!" Alexa said, laughing girlishly. The other woman giggled along with her.

Jason couldn't help but laugh either. It was true, Flair's skin did move in a rubbery fashion, especially when he wrestled. He smiled, deciding it was time for him to entertain the women. ''Oh, I know!" he said in his best girly voice… one that you'd have to hear to believe. "They should like, make him wear a shirt or something cause he's just so like, oh my God!" The two women cracked up at his comments. They literally continued laughing for about two whole minutes. Damn, I'm good, Jason thought as he watched the women nearly fall over laughing.

"Oh man, that was hilarious," Trish said, wiping a tear from her eye.

"Yeah… I didn't know that Captin Charisma was also a closet Valley Girl!" Alexa exclaimed.

Jason's eyes widened. "Okay, you got me. It's my secret identity, but I don't want any of the guys to think of me differently, so lets keep it as our own little secret," he said, causing them to burst into another fit of giggles.

"Oh God, you're so funny," Trish said, trying to control her laughter.

"I aim to please," Jason said grinning.

''I'm goin' to the bathroom.'' Trish informed the pair.

Alexa stood to let Trish through then sat back down to notice Jason staring at her expectantly. ''What?''

''What happened when you talked to Randy?'' He asked eagerly.

''Nothin' much. He said he didn't want it to ruin out friendship and that was basically it.'' Jason shook his head. ''What?'' She asked.

''Nothing.'' He lied. Randy's such a stubborn jackass. He thought.

''Where the fuck are my goddamn bags?''

Trish and Jason winced as Alexa screamed at the baggage handler. The man blanched slightly. ''They've been misplaced.''

"What do you mean they've been misplaced!"

''Ma'am, I can assure you that we have people looking for it right at this very moment. I'm sure it'll turn up.''

'' 'I'm sure it'll turn up'.'' She mimmiced. ''You better hope it turns up within the next fifteen minutes or you're lookin' at a future with no kids.'' The man gulped nervously before nodding quickly. Alexa scowled before turning to Trish and Jason who were chuckling. ''What're you two laughing at?''

''Nothing.'' Jason shook his head.

Trish snickered. ''That guy's about to piss his pants.''

Alexa growled. Jason grinned. ''I bet he's the one who's taken your bag. You know how freaky some people are, he probably wanted to sniff your underwear.''

Trish shuddered while Alexa slapped him upside the head. ''You're disgusting.''

About an hour had passed and they were still looking for Alexa's luggage. Jason and Trish could tell she was getting angrier as the time passed so they went to get some coffee. Alexa sat on the chairs as the man approached her. ''I sure as hell hope you idiots have found my stuff.'' She growled.

Eddie, John and Oscar were walking through the airport in Los Angeles when John heard shouting. He turned to find the source of the angry voice and spotted a woman threatening a man who looked as though he worked for the airport. John chuckled, the man looked like he was going to wet himself on the spot. Come to think of it, he recognized the woman. Eddie and Oscar noticed their friend had stopped and turned to look in the direction he was currently staring. They looked up in time to see the woman's fist connect firmly with the man's jaw. John raced over, grabbing Alexa around the waist and swinging her around as several security guards rushed over to see what was going on. As soon as Alexa's feet touched the ground, she swiveled around to see who it was that had rudely interrupted the well deserved ass-pounding she'd been giving the man. Her violet eyes flashed angrily at the man standing with his arms still around her. "Let me go! That bitch has it comin'..."

John glanced over his shoulder at the security guard coming their way. Thinking quickly he concocted a plan. "Go along with whatever I say." he whispered under his breath to her as the security guard reached them.

"Excuse me, ma'am, but I'm gonna have to ask you..."

John reached out grabbing the older gentleman's hand and shaking it firmly. "Thank you so much for finding her, Officer. It's so hard to keep track of her in such a crowded place."

The old man looked quizically at Alexa, then turned to study John. "Is this lady traveling with you?"

John smiled and draped his arm around Alexa's shoulder. Giving it a hard squeezing, John reminded her to go with his story. "Yes, you see my cousin is a little mentally...unstable, if you know what I mean." He muffled the sound of protest coming from her lips by patting her cheek---hard. "The psychiatrist says that with a few more sessions, we'll be able to let her out to play by herself again." John watched as the older man's eyes widened. "We were just going to ignore the doctor and let her play by herself anyway, but after the Rodriguez incident, well...it's just that blood and vomit are so difficult to get out of carpet..."

A smiled played around the corners of Alexa's lips as the security guard couldn't seem to get far enough away from her. "Well...um...jus-..I mean..keep an eye on her, huh?" With that he hurried over to the now crying luggage handler.

Alexa turned to John, still smiling for the benefit of any onlookers. "Blood and vomit? Where in the blue hell did you get that?"

John shrugged. "It was that or you getting your ass thrown in jail for assault.''

She opened her mouth to thank him when she spotted two familiar figures standing behind John with amused looks on their faces. She smiled before running over to them and pulling them both in for a warm hug. John looked on confused as he watched the scene. Eddie laughed as she released them. ''Mami, you never cease to surprise me.'' He chuckled.

Oscar grinned. ''What'd that guy do to deserve an ass-kickin'?''

''The stupid fuck lost my bags.'' She scowled.

''You guys know each other?'' John asked as he stood beside Eddie.

''This is Lex, the one I was tellin' you about.'' Eddie replied.

John nodded, understanding crossing his face. ''That's why she looked so familiar.'' Alexa cocked an eyebrow. ''Eddie here's been showing me some pictures of you.''

She glanced at Eddie. ''Really? Remind me to beat him later. Oh, and Randy says hey.''

''You know Randy?''

She nodded. ''Yeah.''

''Lex, we've been lookin' for you, where ya been?'' Trish asked as she walked over. ''We asked that luggage guy, but as soon as we mentioned your name he bolted.''

Alexa smirked as Eddie answered the question. ''Lex here thought it would give him more inititive to find her bags if she socked him one in the face.''

Jason laughed and high-fived Alexa. ''Nice one.''

''Excuse me.'' The group turned to find a petite woman smiling at them. ''Which one of you is Miss. Torres?''

''That'd be me.'' Alexa replied. The woman nodded. ''You dipshit's found my bags yet?'' The woman frowned and Trish elbowed Alexa in the side. Alexa sighed. ''I'm sorry. It's just I've been waiting here for over and hour and to be perfectly honest, I have more productive things to do with my time.''

The woman smiled. ''That understandable. And to answer your question, yes, we have located your bags.''

Alexa smiled. ''Great.''

''If you'll come with me, you can come and get them.''

Alexa nodded and turned to her friends. ''Okay, which of you is the lucky one who get's to help me carry my shit?''

Eddie stepped forward. ''I will.''

Alexa smiled and walked off with the woman and Eddie as Trish and Jason laughed. John looked at them. ''What's so funny?''

''You should feel how heavy her bags are, man, I think she owns more pairs of shoes than Trish.'' Jason said.

Trish glared at him. ''I resent that.''

After the group had gone to the hotel, John convinced Alexa and Jason to go paintballing with him, apparantly he went every time he was in New York. Eddie, Trish and Oscar decided to stay at the hotel and catch some Z's. Once they were there they went to their assigned camps. John was split up from Alexa and Jason, which he didn't really mind. Jason and Alexa were hiding behind a barrel and a rope net that was laid out when Alexa spotted John. "Look Jay." Alexa whispered pointing to John crouched behind a log.

"Well hello Mr. Cena." Jason smirked, lining his sights up.

"Let me, Jay."

"Be my guest." Jason said moving over letting Alexa lay down.

Alexa got John in her sight and smack hit him right in the balls. John jumped at least 30 feet in the air screaming and Alexa and Jason fell behind their hide out laughing their asses off. John was holding his crotch with a horrible look on his face. "GREAT MOTHER OF GOD! Who in the fuck? Jason, show your ass!" John yelled looking around everywhere.

Alexa jumped up and got him again right in the chest. John sighted her back before she had a chance to move and left red paint on her chest. It hit with a thud and red paint splattered all over her boobs. "Ouch. That smarted a bit." Alexa winced.

"No worse than having your family tree damaged. Who did that anyway?"

"That would have to be me." Alexa said rising her hand.

Just as soon as Alexa moved, Jason shot blue and hit John right in his helmet. The paint started flying from everywhere and people started scattering. "That was a blast!" Alexa said laughing and out of breathe.

"Cena got his ass kicked!"

John was still whining from getting pelted in the nuts. "My man hood will never be the same."

"Ask Lex if she wants to kiss it and make it better." Jason suggested with a smirk.

The following day, Alexa and Trish woke early, so they would be at the signing before the fans showed up. ''Hey, Trish. What do I wear?'' She asked. This was her first signing so she had absolutly no idea what to expect.

''Just wear something comfortable. We'll be there a while.'' Trish advised.

Alexa took her advice into considoration when she was changing. In the end she had decided on wearing some baggy white cargo pants, a tight-fitting white tank top with; 'I'm an angel, honest. The horns are just there to keep the halo straight' written in black across the front. The tank showed off her muscular upper arms and the tank reached her navel, showing her tattoo on her back and her abs. She put her hair in a messy hig pontail, then slipped her hair through the back of her white Von Dutch trucker cap. Alexa pulled on a pair of black wrist bands before she set to work on her make-up. She applied some foundation and put some white eyeshadow on her eyelids, before going over the top with black so it blended in. She made her eyelashes look longer by adding a considerable amount of lash enhancing mascara before lining her lips with a mocha lipliner and then swiping a clear gloss over them. She turned to Trish with a smile. ''You look nice.'' Alexa complimented.

Trish was dressed in a pair of form fitting jeans and a 100 Stratusfaction Guaranteed baby tee. Her hair was left down and she was just doing her make-up. ''Thanks. You too.''

Alexa heard a light knock at the door and waltzed over to it. ''Hey fellas.'' She greeted John, Jason, Eddie and Oscar. ''C'mon in. Trish's just slapping on her face.'' She joked, only to be hit in the head with a tube of lipgloss.

She bent down to pick it up, causing the four men behind her too look at the tattoo on her lower back. Alexa stood and saw them trio curiously gazing at her tattoo. ''You like?'' She asked.

They nodded. ''It's cool.'' Oscar stated.

"What do the letterings on your back mean?" John asked curiously.

Alexa smiled, that was exactly what Randy had asked. "It means, 'Death comes to you on swift wings and is not only the end but the beginning.' Got it in memory of my dad.'' She explained.

"It's beautiful. You're old man would love it." Eddie said.

''That the only one you got?'' John asked.

She shook her head. ''Nope.'' She pulled her left trouser leg up, revealing a small tribal style pheonix on her ankle.

''Cool.'' Jason added.

They arrived at the signing site about an hour later and made themselves comfortable at a table. Jason sat at one with Trish, John and Alexa shared and Eddie and Oscar got the other. The each had a stack of photos of themselves in front of them to sign for the fans. Alexa glanced over at John's and grinned mentally. Nice body. She thought to herself. She then looked at her's. It was one from when she had first joined the WWE. She was wearing a pair of black booty shorts, a pair of knee high black boots and a white 3/4 length sleeve top. It was extremely low cut and was laced-up with black cords, showing off her ample cleavage. Her hair was curled and left down and she was staring into the camera with a seductive, come to bed, look.

John looked over and saw her scrutinizing her promo photo. ''You look good.'' He grinned.

''Typical male.'' She mock scolded.

''What can I say. I can't help but appriciate a sexy woman when I see one.'' He smirked.

''Thanks... I guess.'' She said as she grabbed the bottle of water and raised it to her lips but was cut off by her cell phone vibrating in her pocket. She set the bottle back on the table and dug into her pocket to retrieve her cell. She smiled when she saw the caller ID, a fact that did not remain un-noticed by John. ''Hello! If you want phone-sex, press 1.. If you want to make crazy passionate love and crazy circus sex, press 2.. for all other enquires, press 3...'' She said in a happy tone.

Alexa heard Randy chuckle on the other end and John and Eddie were laughing either side of her. ''Hey Lex.'' Randy said.

''Hey yourself.'' She smirked.

''So, you having a good time?''

''Yeah, it's a blast. I almost got arrested though, that kinda put a downer on things.'' She told him.

''You almost got what? What did you do?'' He asked.

''What makes you think I did anything?'' She pouted, even though he couldn't see her.

''Lex, I know what you're like, spill.''

''The fuckin' retards at the airport lost my bags, I was beyond pissed, all I did was politely-''

John snatched the phone from her and began retelling the story to Randy. ''She was screaming at the baggage guy and he was like, 'oh my god, please don't kill me!' I swear, I thought he was gonna piss himself. Then she punked him out and I saved her from being carted off to jail.'' He boasted.

Alexa snatched the phone back. ''Sorry about that rude interruption.''

Randy laughed. ''Oh my god, you actually hit him?''

''No. My hand had a spasm, his face just happened to be in the way.'' She said innocently. ''Anyway, then Cena comes over and made out that I was his mentally unbalanced cousin, the security guards left me alone after that.'' She explained.

''John's always good with exuses. You should be happy, Vince woulda flipped it you'da got arrested.''

''It's not like I've never be arrested before.'' She replied flippantly.

''What were you arrested for?'' He asked curiously.

''Indecent exposure.'' She grinned.

''Really?''

She could sense his cocky smirk already. ''Uh-huh.'' She said. ''You want a repeat performance?''

''Hell yeah!" Randy and John both said stimultaneously.

Alexa chuckled. ''I'll think about it.''

''Who'd you flash?''

''The cops.'' She said. ''Me and Abi were totally shit-faced and she was belting out these Hanson songs.'' She shuddered at the memory. ''The cops came down to arrest her for disturbin' the peace or some shit, Abi mentioned something about flashing lights and I asked if they liked flashes then I flashed 'em.''

Randy laughed. ''You're crazy.''

''Yeah, but you wouldn't have me any other way.'' She looked up as a cough got her attention and saw the owner of the store motioning they had a few minutes. ''Dude, listen, I gotta go, my adoring fans await. I'll call ya later.''

''Sure. Have fun.'' He said.

''See ya.'' She said before disconnecting the call.

They let the fans in and the host said that the fans could ask some questions before the signing began. ''Okay, first question. You, young lady with the purple hair.''

The woman smiled. ''This question is for John, are you single?''

Alexa chuckled as John smiled. ''Yeah, I'm not dating anybody at the moment.''

''Okay, next.''

A man stood and looked at Alexa. ''How did you get started in wrestling.''

She smiled. ''Well, when I was a kid I went to a lot of shows with my dad, and he was friends with a lotta wrestlers. After he died, I decided it was what I wanted to do with my life so I went down to Mexico and started training.''

Another man stood. ''Trish, what's the first thing you look for in a man?''

She laughed. ''Personality. The most important thing.'' She replied.

''Eddie, what's the best thing to you about being a wrestler?''

''The best thing... I like to entertain the fans. Without the fans we wouldn't be doing what we do.''

There were a lot more questions for everyone, some serious and some wierd. Alexa had the most stupid ones. Like; What's your favourite colour? Do you prefer showers or baths? There was one particular guy who freaked her out. He wasn't bad looking but he had an extremely arrogant and slimy look about him. He asked her what colour panties she was wearing. What kind of question was that? The signing started after that and Alexa loved talking to the fans. She smiled at a little girl who approached the table nervously. Alexa thought she was the cutest little thing. She looked to be about six or seven and was wearing a Y2J t-shirt. Her curly blonde hair was in pigtails held in place with pink ribbons. ''What's your name sweetie?'' Alexa asked softly.

The girl smiled. ''Charlotte.''

''Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Charlotte.'' She smiled in return.

''I think you're the coolest, I wanna be just like you when I grow up.'' She said happily.

Alexa looked at her and paused in signing the photo. ''You do huh?''

''Yeah. You're a great wrestler and you kick ass.'' Alexa chuckled, as did John who heard what she said. The girls eyes widened as she looked around frantically. ''Don't tell my mom I said that.''

''I won't, don't you worry.'' Alexa reassured the girl.

''Thanks. Oh, my brother, Charlie, has a crush on you, he says you're hotter than Trish Stratus.''

Alexa laughed. ''Tell you're brother I said thanks.''

''I will. Can I get a photo, Charlie will be soooo jealous.''

''Sure. C'mere.'' Charlotte came around the side and handed her camera to a woman who took the photo. ''Thank you.'' Charlotte smiled as she bounced off to find her mother.

After signing what seemed her thousandth photo, Alexa looked up to see the freak who'd asked about her panties. Alexa plastered on a smile. ''What's your name?''

He smiled. ''Anything you want it to be babe?'' Alexa shot him an annoyed look. ''Gavin.'' He told her. She grabbed a photo and signed it for him. Alexa handed him the photo and he smiled. ''Thanks. Can I get a photo?'' She hesitated for a second before nodding. He handed his camera to his friend and stood beside her on the other side of the table. She frowned when she felt his him put his arm around her shoulder. ''You wanna come back to my place tonight? We could have our own little wrestling match.'' He whispered into her ear.

She was about to tell him where to go before she felt his hand, which was on her shoulder, wander down to her breasts. ''Get the fuck off me you creep.'' She said angrily.

''I know you want me, I saw you looking at me.'' He said cockily.

''In you're dreams.''

''Yeah, you are in my dreams.'' He smirked. He moved his hand to her waist and after a second she felt him squeezing her ass.

''Look, you fucking dipshit, let go of me or you face will be introduced to my fist.'' She warned through clentched teeth. He didn't comply and she felt his hand moving up underneath the back of her shirt.

''What do you think you're doing?'' John asked menicingly. The man immediately let her go and she smiled gratefully at John. ''Get the fuck outta here... Now!" The man took one look at John before leaving. The man in charge told everyone that the Superstars were taking a break and the wresters walked out into the back room. John turned to Alexa as soon as they got in there. ''You alright?'' He asked, concerned.

She nodded. ''Fine. Thanks.''

He smiled. ''No problem, girlie. Randy would kill me if I let anything happen to his girlfriend.''

''What are you talking about? Me and Randy aren't dating.'' She informed him.

''Oh, my bad.''

''What made you think that?'' She asked.

''When you were on the phone to him I just got the impression that...Never mind.'' He said, shaking his head.

''No, tell me.''

''You had this look in you eyes, when you saw it was him calling your face just lit up. You obviously care about him a lot.'' He said softly.

She looked down at her hands. ''I...it's complicated.'' She sighed sitting down on a chair.

John crouched in front of her. ''How?''

''It... just is.''

''Tell me.'' She looked aprehensive. ''C'mon. I promise not to tell anyone. I know Randy better than anyone, I might be able to help.''

''Later. We got to finsh this signing first.''

''I'll hold you to that.''