"Did you know bread makes you fat?" Alex Riley announced to the group of four in the car from his spot in the back beside Caitlin.

"No shit," Mike said from the drivers seat. "It has carbs in it, carbs make you fat."

Michelle turned her head to glare at him, her hands wrapped around a half-eaten peanut butter sandwich Caitlin had made for her before they left. "What are you trying to say, guys? Are you calling me fat?"

"No! I eat bread all the time! I'm just saying... it does... but you're hot! Like, your body and stuff..." Mike stammered, trying to get away from her bad side.

"Well, actually, you have been looking a bit chubby lately..." Alex spoke up.

Michelle gasped at his words and turned to look at him. "Fuck you, Alex!"

Alex laughed and opened his mouth to speak, but Caitlin elbowed him in the side to stop him. She knew him well enough to know he was going to make a comment about how Michelle would much rather fuck Mike.

"Sorry," the driver mumbled, turning to look at Michelle as they hit a red light, giving her a crooked grin.

She involuntarily let out a giggle. "It's okay..."

Alex scrunched up his face, not wanting to see Michelle, who was like his sister, drool all over Mike, who was like his brother. It was like incest in his eyes, except it wasn't as gross as if it actually was his brother and sister. He leaned down to talk quietly into Caitlin's ear. "Aren't they disgusting?"

Turning her head to face him, she sighed. "No," she said, her face low. "What's disgusting is your breath at the moment. What the hell did you eat before we left?"

He narrowed his eyes at her. "For your information, I had some pickles, but my breath smells fine."

"Oh, yeah, nasty garlic breath is my favorite," she said, a clearly sarcastic tone in her voice.

Alex smirked. "You're not making me move away, so you don't mind it that much."

Swallowing hard, the redhead finally scooted away and put a hand to Alex's shoulder, shoving him hard. Well, the hardest she could anyways. He weighed about twice her weight so pushing him wasn't that easy, and he only laughed at her attempt.

He opened his mouth to speak, but a loud voice from the front stopped him. "Guys! Kesha's on the radio!"

"You know we're superstars! We are who we are!"

As they neared the arena where Raw would be that night, the two 30 year old men and the two 27 year old women belted out there favorite song, no problems in the world. They should enjoy that moment while they can...

xxx

"Logan!"

The petite brunette was greeted with bright smiles and hugs the second she entered the locker room. After working many years on the independents as well as in FCW, she knew many of the divas and superstars already. Maryse, who Logan had become friends with when she was in FCW and the blonde came to pay a visit, was the last to greet her, because she wanted the most time to speak with her.

"Bonjour, baby!" the diva smiled as she pulled on Logan's free hand. "Come on over here!"

Maryse pulled her over to the bench, where she had previously been sitting with the Bella twins. Logan set her bag on the floor before sitting down beside her friend. "Oh, I am so happy you are here."

"Trust me, I'm even happier to be here," she giggled. "I haven't talked to you in forever, how are you? Things still going good with Mike?"

"I'm marvelous," she said, her accent thick. "We're going great. He said he met you earlier today."

"Yeah! He did. I was going to say I knew you, but I was kind of nervous being around more than one superstar by myself," she admitted with a giggle.

Maryse laughed. "Oh, Alex is nothing to be afraid of, trust me."

"He was with Michelle, too," Logan added, and she watched as Maryse's face dropped and she immediately rose from the bench.

"I'll be back," she said simply before storming out of the divas locker room, her heels clicking as she went.

The room was silent before Nikki Bella spoke up. "Mike's a dead man."

"Why?" Eve asked before Logan could.

"Because," Nikki answered. "She hates Mike and Michelle hanging out."

Logan pressed her lips together, angry with herself because she was the one who told her they'd been together.

"Someone should go find her and save his life..." Brie said. All eyes immediately went to Logan.

"What? Why me?" she peeped.

"You're her friend, right?" Tamina said.

"So, are they!" she pointed at the Bellas.

"We don't want to be around her when she's like this," they said in unison.

It was Logan's first day as a diva. Who was she to say no to the others? Peer pressure was a bitch. "Fine!"

xxx

Mike, Michelle, and Alex were all sitting at a table in catering going over a strategy for Mike's match later, laughing at Alex who kept suggesting just stripping naked in the ring to throw Randy off, when an angry Maryse approached. "Mike, we need to talk," she huffed, her accent even thicker since she was mad. Before he could respond, she grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him from his chair, dragging him as far away from the table as she could. But, not far enough, because with her screaming, Alex and Michelle could still hear every word.

"What's your problem?" he questioned.

"Besides that you are never with me, you are always with her, I heard you were with her today! You lied to me! You said you were training with Alex!"

"I was! But, Michelle was there, too. She's part of our team, Maryse. She's my friend, but that's it!"

Michelle flinched at that one. Alex noticed and reached over to pat her shoulder. It would always hurt to be reminded that the guy you were in love with only liked you as a friend.

"You expect me to believe that? You ride with her, you train with her, you hang out with her. You don't even room with me! You room with Alex! How do I know that you're not really with her at night?"

"Babe, you can trust me, alright? I'd never do that. I don't want her, I want you."

Well, consider Michelle's night ruined.

She managed to block out the rest of the conversation, all she saw was a still frustrated Maryse walking off as Miz made his way back in the seat beside Michelle. He could tell by the look on her face she'd heard everything. He just didn't know why it hurt her.

"Hey, sorry about her," he said in a soft voice, a hand resting on hers. She wanted to pull away but she just couldn't. She liked his touch far too much. "I know you two were never very close, but I'm sorry she's such a bitch whenever she talks about you."

Michelle nodded to show she understood. She would have spoken, but she didn't trust her shaky voice.

He gave her hand a final rub before pulling it away, and she felt the warmth immediately disappear. "Alright, well, I'm going to go get changed. I suggest you guys do the same, alright?"

Alex gave his mentor a nod before Mike walked off, and Alex turned his attention back to Michelle. "Want me to go find Caitlin?"

"Yes, please."

xxxx

Logan couldn't find Maryse anywhere. She'd looked everywhere. Where the hell could she have gone off to? Logan let out a loud sigh as she leaned back against the wall. She wasn't worried about the whereabouts of the French diva, but she was worried about the whereabouts of herself. Where had she wandered off to?

"Logan Adams..."

Hearing her name in a far too familiar Southern accent speak her name, she immediately stood up straight. Her eyes fell on Ted DiBiase, and Maryse beside him. Well, she found her.

"Hey..." she said, having trouble trying to find words. "Ted..."

Maryse cleared her throat. "I'm going to head back to the divas locker room. I'll see you two later on tonight. Au revoir."

Logan watched Ted's on-screen girlfriend walk off before turning her attention back to the man in front of her. She wanted nothing more than for Maryse to come back and save her from this all too awkward moment.

"Long time no see," he grinned. He could say that again.

"Yeah," Logan nodded in agreement. "It's been awhile."

"How've you been?" he asked. "I see you finally got signed. Congratulations."

She gave a small smile of appreciation as she nodded. "Yeah, I did. Thanks. Um, I've been pretty good. You?"

Someone, please, come save Logan. Anyone!

"Not too bad," he nodded.

Hello, awkward silence.

"YO! NEW GIRL!"

Logan almost jumped at the sudden voice. She turned to see Alex Riley walking towards them. Alex was her hero.

"Logan, yeah?" he asked as he approached.

"Yeah," she nodded, a smile spreading on her lips. Was he here to save her? Please!

"Do you know Caitlin?"

"Kaitlyn? Isn't she on Smackdown?"

"No, no, no, not Kaitlyn with a K, not the diva, Caitlin with a C, she's Michelle's best friend and assistant."

"Um, I don't know what she looks like... so, I don't think I've seen her."

"Oh, here," Alex reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. Opening it up, he pulled out a photo and handed it to Logan. "That's her, with the red hair, in between Michelle and I."

Logan looked at the picture, then back up to Alex, furrowing her brow. "Why do you keep a picture of her in your wallet?"

He quickly snatched it away. "It's a group shot, alright? See, it's all of us. There's Michelle, Caitlin, me, Mike, and Maryse. Caitlin's stupid boyfriend was taking the picture. Anyways, have you seen her? Mike's in our locker room changing, so I assume she's not in there. I'm not sure where else she'd be."

"Well, who's her boyfriend?" Ted asked, joining in the conversation. Logan tensed back up. He hadn't left yet? Alex noticed Logan suddenly become awkward.

"Jack Swagger," Alex said as he rolled his eyes.

"Oh, well he's here tonight," Ted said. "For some thing with the IC and US titles."

Alex scrunched up his nose. "Fuck. Whatever. I'm going to find her."

"Do you still need my help?" Logan asked quickly as he started to walk away. He opened his mouth to speak, but she just kept talking. "Awesome, I'll come with you. Bye, Ted, see you later!"

Grabbing onto Alex's arm, she quickly pushed him down the hall. Once they were a good distance away from Ted, he looked down at her. "What was that about? Do you hate Teddy or something?"

"No, I don't hate... Teddy," she sighed. "We just... have a kinda... history."

"A history?" Alex quirked an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"Okay, well, before he left for FCW, we were on the indies together, for a few years. We were dating and then whenever he moved to Florida, we kind of just... ended and haven't spoken since he dumped me. Until just then. And it was super awkward, so thanks for saving me."

Alex grinned and shrugged casually. "I'm kind of a knight in shining armor, what can I say? Speaking of, I need to go save Caitlin from Jack fucking Swagger."

They had arrived at the locker room of one Jack Swagger and without even knocking, Alex pushed open the door and screamed at the sight. It wasn't anything bad. They were just sitting on a couch, kissing. Fully clothed, no roaming hands, but Alex was still disgusted. His scream broke up the kiss, and made Caitlin jump.

"What the hell, Alex?" she screeched.

"What's your problem, Riley?" Jack demanded, his eyes narrowing at the man in the doorway.

"I came to fetch Caitlin Noel Smith. Her best friend is very upset and needs her right now!"

"Yeah, well I need her, too. And I think my sexual needs are a bit more important than Michelle breaking a nail," Jack shot back.

"Jack!" Caitlin scolded, shocked he'd say something so rude.

If Logan hadn't been there to pull roughly on Alex's arm when he stepped forward, Jack would have a broken nose, courtesy of Alex Riley's fist.

After a slap to her boyfriend's arm, Caitlin rose from the couch. He grabbed her hand in an attempt to pull her back down, but she pulled away and kept walking. "Come on, Alex!" She put her hands on his chest and shoved him out of the locker room, reaching behind her to shut the door behind them.

"Seriously, Alex? You seriously just did that!"

"Did what! I just went in there to get you and he was an asshole!" Alex defended himself.

"You embarrassed me in front of my boyfriend!"

He gagged at her calling him her boyfriend. "You're so stupid, Caitlin. You can do so much better than an asshole like that!"

"I love Jack, Alex. Alright? And I could care less what anyone, especially you, thinks about it."

His eyes immediately went to the ground, not willing to let Caitlin see how much her words stung.

"Now, I'm going to go find Michelle. Farewell, asshole."

The redhead stormed off. Leaving Alex standing there, his hands on his hips and shaking his head. Logan was clearly feeling awkward, even more awkward than she did when she'd been alone with Ted. She silently slipped off, deciding it was an excellent time to meet with Alicia to go over their match later that night, so there was Alex alone in an empty hallway, Caitlin's words still ringing through his head. I love Jack, Alex. I could care less what anyone, especially you, thinks about it. Well, maybe he just had to change that.

A/N: Are you all liking it so far? Tell me which couple(s) are your favorite so far! Review please, it motivates me to update! :D