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Here's the second chapter. I hope you all like, and please let me know what you think!

Chapter 2

Nic

"Here's your chance, Nic... or are you still wounded from the other day, when she totally blanked you?" John spoke up from beside me, an amused smirk on his face.

I shot him a sideways glare, silently telling him to shut his mouth. Oh yeah, it was really hilarious, utterly side splitting, that Tegan had blown me off two days previously.

She must have been the craziest girl in the world to have done that to someone like me... and I must have been the craziest guy in the world to want to try it all over again.

At first, I'd told myself there was no way I was doing it again. Why should I let my pride be ruined by a stupid red head that couldn't stand other people?

But after a day or so, I finally cooled down, and realised I couldn't walk away. No matter how much I despised what I had to do, I had to carry on with the bet. Not only would I be able to totally stick it to John when I ended up getting her into my bed, but there would also be a big fat wad of cash for me at the end of it all, too.

But how I was going to get to that point... well, it was easier said than done.

"Too much for you, isn't she, Ziggles?"

"Come on man, this is Tegan we're talking about. Why don't you try winning her over?" Zack spoke up, leaning forward so that he could turn and raise his eyebrow at John.

"I would, but it's not my place... its Nic's," He smirked once again.

As much as I wanted to lean over and punch him in the face, what he was saying was the truth. It wasn't his problem that Tegan was a complete psycho... it was mine. Somehow, I had to get this crazy girl to let me into her life, and then into her pants... in less than thirty days.

"You know, you're right," I nodded. No time was going to be perfect to go and talk to her, but the sooner, the better. I'd already wasted two days; there was no way I was wasting another, "I'm going to go speak to her now. Later, guys," I smirked at both John and Zack, before I picked up my luggage and stood up, my eyes set on the red head and her friend as I began to move towards them.

But before I knew it, before I could barely move a few steps, the intercom announced that our flight to Richmond, Virginia, was boarding... and without so much of a glance my way, Tegan and Natalya picked up their bags and walked away, leaving me to stand by myself and watch as they disappeared.

"Too bad, man. Maybe next time," I felt a hand land on my shoulder, and I turned to see John chuckling, his head shaking back and forth.

I stayed silent as I watched him walk away; quickly followed by Zack, wondering what the hell I was going to have to do to win this girl over. Shaking my head, I followed the rest of the crowd towards the plane, hoping that sometime soon I was going to catch a break.

Tegan

"You should have spoken to him, Tee," My blonde friend rolled her eyes as we squeezed through the small plane aisles, searching for our seats. Unfortunately for me, we weren't seated next to each other, which meant I was going to have to sit next to some idiot for far too many hours. The joys of flying.

"How many times have I told you that I've got to wait for the right time?" I glared back, my green eyes piercing her own, "What's he going to think if I just waltz over to him after how I spoke the other day, asking him for a date or whatever? He's going to be more than suspicious," I shook my head.

"Look at you, with everything already planned out," She smirked, "I think you're enjoying this more than you're letting on."

"Right, because I really want to make some punk ass, annoying pretty boy fall in love with me," I sneered, "No, Nattie. I want the title shot, not the guy."

"Huh-uh, sure."

Shaking my head, I looked down at my ticket and for the first time all day, smiled ever so slightly as I found my seat on the edge of a row that was empty. For once I was thankful that I wasn't sat with my best friend... I just hoped I wasn't sat with anyone else either.

"Oh look, this is me," I spoke up far too enthusiastically, "Cya later, Nattie."

Shaking her head, the young blonde rolled her eyes my way... but as she turned to look further down the plane, they grew wide at whatever it was she had seen.

"What? What is it?" I asked, a feeling of dread growing in my stomach at the slow smirk that grew across her features.

"Oh, nothing," She added innocently, "Have fun, Tee," She chuckled, before quickly disappearing... only to be replaced by the man we had been speaking about only moments before.

"Ah crap," I winced under my breath, my eyes connecting with his, and noticing for the first time how deep blue they were.

"Hi, Tegan," He looked about as shocked as I was, but a small smile played on the edge of his lips.

"Nic," I nodded his way, my eyes catching a glimpse of his toned stomach as he reached up to put away his jacket and bag.

I shot my eyes away as he stepped back down, and I shook my head at myself, wondering what the hell I was thinking. So I had to make this guy fall in love with me, but that didn't mean I had to like him, too. Okay, so he was hot... big deal. Most assholes were hot; it just came with the package.

I sighed to myself as he took the seat beside me, and an awkward silence loomed over us both as we watched the last of the passengers filter in. I watched his hands as he tapped away at his grey jeans, wondering what I was supposed to say to him. I didn't want to rush into speaking to him... but how could I sit through an entire plane ride without saying anything?

"So..." I began to say, at the exact same time that he opened his mouth to speak, too. "Oh, err sorry," My cheeks grew red as I looked down at my lap.

"No, it's cool," He chuckled, "You wanted to say something?"

I slowly lifted my eyes to connect with his, swearing to myself at how damn good looking this guy was. I had to remind myself to punch Nattie later for giving me someone like him to do this with. I'd have preferred the ugliest guy in the world, as long as he wasn't an asshole. Instead I had to put up with his gorgeous face and body, and keep telling myself that deep down he was an idiot... and that this was all a bet.

Not that I'd want anything to do with him if it wasn't, anyway. He may have been attractive, but he was just like the rest of them. All guys were the same.

"Yeah, actually," I spoke up with more confidence, wondering why the hell I had been blushing before. That so wasn't me, I wasn't going to let this guy get to me like that. Shaking my head, I cringed at what I was about to do, knowing that as much as I didn't want to say it, it had to be done, "About the other day, after the show... I'm sorry, for how I spoke to you. I was just pissed at my match, Nattie was seriously bugging me, and I guess I just took it out on you," I shrugged, sending him the best puppy dog eyes I could muster.

Nic looked on with an expression that said it all. He thought I was crazy... and why wouldn't he? I was pretty much known for being some freaky, insane girl that hated everyone in the WWE. No wonder he was looking at me like that.

"It's okay."

I did a double take as I took in his words, wondering if what I was hearing was the truth. I looked at him suspiciously for far too long before finally speaking up.

"Umm, huh?" I asked stupidly.

"I said, its okay," He shook his head, chuckling slightly; "I understand where you're coming from, with the match thing. I know what it feels like to work your ass off and still get basically nowhere with it, so yeah... it's cool," He nodded, with the smallest of smiles.

I looked at him then, really looked at him, and I realised that despite everything, he was really telling the truth. He had the same problem as me when it came to getting somewhere in the business... it was just strange that two totally opposite people had the same thing on their minds.

Not knowing how else to answer, I simply nodded his way, the next thing I had to do running over my mind. If saying sorry wasn't bad enough, then this definitely would be.

"Still, I feel bad," I shrugged, having to stop myself from rolling my eyes, "So, umm, I was just wondering... if you wanted to go for a drink later or something? Just to say I'm sorry, you know..." I coughed lightly; hiding the cringe and shudder at the thought of being out drinking with someone like him. My worst nightmare ever couldn't compare.

"Really?" He asked, his eyes wide. God, I swore if I surprised him again he was gonna have a heart attack or something... but I guess I wasn't the only one that was doing it, "You don't have to do that, Tegan... but I mean, if you want to, then sure. I'd love to go for a drink with you," He smiled too perfectly my way.

"Okay," I nodded, wondering why I was so disappointed that he wanted to do so. Even if he had said no, I'd still have had to find a way to get around him, "Well, should we just... go to the hotel bar or something?"

"Yeah, sounds good to me," He nodded, leaning back in his seat, "What time?"

"Well I wanna get a few hours kip after the flight, so let's say, eight?"

"It's a date," He winked.

Luckily for me, the air hostesses began to go through the usual safety procedures at the front, catching Nic's attention so he didn't see the way my eyes grew wide. I watched him as he looked on, completely engrossed in the information that was being spoken... most likely because of the pretty brunette in the short skirt that was speaking it.

Shaking my head, I leaned it back against the seat and closed my eyes, wondering what the hell I'd gotten myself in to. The last five minutes had been torture, and I still had a whole twenty eight days of Nic to go before this was all over with.

Nic

The flight passed by quicker than I had wanted... mainly because for the entire time I was sat next to Tegan. Somehow, since Tuesday after the show, she had done a complete one eighty. When she had apologised to me on the plane, she had been a completely different person to the one I had seen a few days previously. Perhaps she wasn't the person I had first thought...

But unfortunately for me, the minute we took off, her head hit the pillow she'd made from her coat, and she was completely gone. I had hoped that we could have talked a little more, got to know each other a little better, so I was that little bit closer to winning my five hundred bucks... but it could have been worse, I guess.

After arriving at the hotel, I passed the time by going to the gym, doubling my usual workout. I was going to be seriously sore in the morning, but I needed to look as good as possible, especially now I had to win over possibly the hardest woman to please ever.

After my gym session, I took a quick shower, pulled on a pair of black jeans and a pink t-shirt - I wasn't sure what it was about girls and pink, but they loved it on me – and splashed on my favourite cologne, before making my way down to the bar half an hour early. Maybe Tegan was proving to be much easier to be around than I had first thought, but I was still worried that she was going to go back to the woman I knew by reputation... so I decided to have a few drinks to calm myself down before she arrived.

"Same again?" The bartender, a pretty little blonde, spoke up. I looked up from my drink to see her leaning across the bar, her small top leaving little to the imagination. I smirked her way playfully, wondering if I could somehow get away from Tegan later and come back for her...

I shook my head to myself and forced my eyes to look in to her own. She may have been damn beautiful, but I couldn't afford to do that. For the next month I was going to be on my best behaviour. If I couldn't even look at another woman to get what I wanted, then I'd do it... even if it was going to kill me.

"Please," I nodded, before I forced myself to look away and across the room.

It didn't take long for my mind to completely forget about the blonde as I looked towards the entrance, and my eyes connected with the woman walking into the bar. Looking around for a few seconds, her own eyes quickly connected with mine, and the smallest of smiles grew across her lips as she began to walk over to me.

I took in every inch of her as she made her way over, from the tip of her black boots to the top of her fiery hair. Dressed in dark blue jeans and a simply scoop neck green t-shirt that made her eyes stand out all the more... well, she looked absolutely gorgeous. I'd always gone by the phrase less was more when it came to women's clothes, but on Tegan? She really wasn't like other girls.

"Hey," She smiled as she finally reached me, amused at my obviously gaping stare.

"Urr, hi," I forced my eyes away from her and pointed to the seat next to me, "You wanna sit?" I asked, mentally kicking myself afterwards. Of course she wanted to sit, you asshole. She was there to be with you.

"Sure," She chuckled, coolly slipping onto the stool and crossing one leg over the other as she placed her small clutch on the bar top, "So, have you been here long?"

"Not really, just had a few drinks," I shook my head, finally forcing myself to look back into her eyes.

"Yeah? I thought I was buying?" She smiled back lightly.

"Please, what kind of a guy would that make me?" I rolled my eyes, my smirk quickly returning, "What would you like?"

"I don't mind," She shrugged, "Whatever you're having." She nodded towards my pint of beer.

I rose an eyebrow her way... she really wanted a pint of beer? The small smile that she sent me made me realise that she was being serious, so when I turned back to order her drink, another smirk grew across my face. Tegan wasn't like any other woman I'd known... but that didn't mean it was a bad thing. Perhaps the next twenty eight days weren't going to be as bad as I had thought.