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Why?

It was Monday noon when Maria decided to roam the arena. She went from locker room to locker room, in and out of the ring and to the seats on the bleachers. She had nothing to prepare for, just an interview with Jeff Hardy. She had no one to talk to. Her friends were all busy training. She sat on one of the seats. She closed her eyes and savored the peacefulness.

"Hey. What's a girl like you doing in a lonely place like this?" She heard someone say. She recognized it as Jeff Hardy's.

"Oh? I don't think it's lonely. It's kinda peaceful actually." She replied; her eyes still closed.

"You're like Matt, sitting on the bleachers before a show." He remarked.

She didn't know what to reply.

"Don't you have anything to prepare for? I mean, for the show?" Jeff broke the silence.

Maria opened her eyes to see a puzzled look on his face. "Just our interview. And you know what to answer anyway."

"Yeah. Right."

Silence again.

"So how do you do it?" This time it was Maria's turn to break the silence.

"What?"

"You know, all the high flying moves and minimal injuries." Maria eagerly asked.

"I'd say a lot of training… and perfect timing." He answered.

"I see. And how 'bout your hair?" She grinned.

"We-ell… first, I shampoo my hair. The-en, I condition it from scalp to tips. I blow dry my hair and I comb it until it's silky smoooooth. And I retouch my hair dye twice a month." He said in a girly way, even showing of his fingernails.

It looked so funny that Maria took a long time to stop. "No, seriously, how?"

"Nah, I just make sure it's not dry." He returned to his old self.

Then he saw Maria's nails. It was so sparkly and red.

"But I do my nails better than my hair." And he showed Maria his fingers. The colors were different in each nail and all colors were neon.

"Ooh. Can you do mine sometime?" she marveled at his nails.

"Sure. If I have the time… or if you have the time… or anytime were free." He finally decided what to say.

"Yippee!" She clapped her hands.

"Alright, let's get back to what you were doing." He sat beside Maria, closed his eyes and made a face.

"Hey! That's not how I did it!" Maria retorted while hitting him on the shoulder.

"Ok, fine! Alright, I'm just kidding, woman!" He said with big eyes. He did it again, but this time, without the face.

Aww, he looks so cute.

Maria blinked. And blinked again. There was no way she said that.

She shook her head, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the tranquility with her new friend.

--

"And I was like 'They look good together'…" John heard Candice say out of earshot to other divas. Among them are Mickie, Melina, and Lilian.

"Who does?" John couldn't help but ask. Curiosity overcame him.

"Yeah. Who?" He twirled to see Maria waiting at the door. Apparently, she heard Candice, too.

Mickie had a HUGE grin on her face. "Why did you hide it from us?!"

"What are you guys talking about?" She asked, confused.

John was puzzled, too, but he said nothing.

"You see, we were gonna train in the ring when we saw in the farthest bleachers you and Mr. Jeff Hardy sitting next to each other with you eyes closed and smiles on your faces." Candice said. Then, she looked at Mickie and the other divas and they all squealed in unison.

John looked annoyed. He was annoyed. He didn't know why.

"You didn't tell us you were close." Mickie teased.

"Hey! You guys! We're just friends! Mickie and Randy are together all the time, too! Ha!"

"Yeah… but Randy and I do not deny that we're close. And we don't sit on bleachers and close our eyes. We work out and kick arse." Mickie defended herself.

Candice laughed, "Yeah. She's got a point."

"Mickie! Candice! Jeff and I would never happen," she said, but unexpectedly bit her finger. "Even if he is cute."

Maria was blushing. "Ooooh. Maria likes Jeff!!!" Melina squealed.

John could not believe Maria said that. He wanted her to take it back.

Why??!!!!!! He screamed in his mind. But then he thought, Wait. I shouldn't be mad. I should be happy like the other divas. I should be squealing with them. No, not squealing, but at least happy. Yeah.

"You guys look so cute together!!!" Lilian said with an "awww"-ing face.

"Shhhh… No telling. He's more of a friend. It's only this teeny tiny crush." Maria tried to quiet down her friends, to no avail. She asked help from John.

"Ladies, ladies! I have a surprise for you all." John said, coming to Maria's rescue. It sure shut the divas up. They gave him an excited look.

John smiled mischievously. "Just kidding."

"JOHN!!" They all glared at him. It looked so scary that any man who would be the receiver of the glares would be scarred for life. Luckily, John didn't look. He turned around and slowly went away.

"Now wait just a minute! You can't go fooling us around without getting punished." Candice nagged John.

Next thing Maria knew, John was running down the hallway with Mickie and Candice chasing him holding those hard square pillows found on sofas.

Maria was left laughing with the other divas.

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"John Felix Anthony Cena, come back here right this instant!" Candice shouted.

"Yeah. What she said." Mickie agreed.

"Nuh-uh. You're not my mother. Even if you said my whole name, I won't risk my dignity." John refused.

"Ha. You think running away from us would save your dignity." Candice smirked.

John saw Randy Orton talking to a girl who seemed to help with the sounds.

"Randyyy!!! Hehehelp meeeeee!" John ran to him and hid behind his back desperately.

"WTF is wrong with you, man? Can't you see I'm busy? Uh, that is sooo gay… and childi… woah, woah, woah, what the hell?!" He couldn't finish his sentence because the girls arrived with the pillows. They started hitting John and because John was holding on to Randy, he got hit too.

"Now… oof… I understand." He understood (duh).

Wow! Oof- this- oof- is the- oof- thanks I get- oof- for helping! OoF!" John said in between oofs.

"Helping who?" Randy asked.

"Me! Hahaha!" Maria caught up with them.

"Gerroff!!! I've been punished enough already! Yeah, after helping my friend, her best friends beat me up. Wow… That is so fair." John said with his answering-questions-in-an-interview voice while rolling his eyes.

"Mr. Orton, I'll go now." The girl Randy was talking to excused herself. Everyone looked at her.

"Call me Randy. And I'll call you. Let's go out on Wednesday. I'm free." He winked.

"Ok."

What?! Randy! That's your time with me! I mean us… your best friends in the whole wide world!!!

Mickie James screamed in her mind. She was annoyed. She didn't know why.

No way! I wasn't just selfish with Randy… Ok… It never happened.

She shrugged off whatever she felt.

"You caught a nice one, my friend. Just got to say, if it doesn't work out, please let me go out with her." John said.

Without anyone's knowledge. Maria rolled her eyes.

She was annoyed. She didn't know why.

"Hey Candice…" came the voice of Raw's resident loudmouth Ken Anderson a.k.a. Mr. Kennedy. Candice rolled her eyes.

"You are busy, Anderson. Go away."

"Yeah. I am. But I'll give time for you Candice. And you can call me Ken." He said and winked at her.

"No thanks." Candice replied bluntly.

"Fine! I still know you want me." Then he walked away.

"I AM SO ANNOYED RIGHT NOW!" She almost pulled her hair from her scalp… ALMOST.

"On-screen or off-screen. That guy is wayyyy cocky… Aghh!!!"

"Yeah. Ken is soooo annoying. And it's almost all the time… Right, Randy?" Jillian said as she passed by them, batting her eyelashes at Randy.

It was Randy's turn to roll his eyes. "Look who's talking." He whispered to Mickie, and she giggled.

Randy and Candice were annoyed. And this time, they knew why.

AN: Yeah. I kinda think that was lame. Am I being too evil? Sorry, I'll make it up… eventually. Thanks to JClvr, MariaCenaFan and MissPhilippinesSuperStar for the reviews. I hope more will come. :D.