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Chapter 2

Mickie James grinned ecstatically as her tag team partner went for the cover. "1, 2, 3," the referee slapped the canvas after each number then raised Trish Stratus's hand in victory.

"Your winners for this match are Trish Stratus and Mickie James," Lillian Garcia announced. Mickie James got into the ring and hugged Trish before raising her hands up to the still cheering crowd. Mickie pulled the ropes apart so that Trish could step through. She had been briefed to do anything and everything possible to start making the on-screen Mickie emphasis her 'biggest fan' gimmick. Mickie and Trish, whose belt gleamed on her shoulder, retreated back up the ramp and to the area backstage.

"Enjoy it?" Trish asked as the two RAW divas entered the locker room. Even though Trish wasn't there when Mickie was supposed to meet her, the two had met up at another time later on that the week to generally get to know each other a little more. Trish understood that Mickie's character was perky, energetic and (at the moment) slightly obsessed with her. She thought Trish was the best women's champion ever and knew pretty much everything she'd ever achieved. When Trish first met Mickie she thought she was a little shy but as soon as they started talking she started to come out a little more and the real Mickie inside appeared.

"Yeah, that was so fun. I just love entertaining people like that," Mickie gushed. It certainly was a hell of a lot of fun for her. It was her first RAW match and being Trish's tag team partner made it even better. Trish laughed at how excited Mickie looked and remembered how she felt when she first debuted. Mickie smiled in reply before heading off in the direction of the showers. After she had washed away all the sweat on her body and rinsed her brunette locks Mickie exited the building where RAW had been held and got into her rental car. Mickie hummed 'Sugar we're goin down' as she entered her hotel room and took off her shoes. She sat down on the bed and tried to think of something today. Read a magazine? No, she was still hyper about how her match. Too hyper to watch any Monday night TV and way too hyper to even think about getting an 'early night'. There was a knock on the door and Mickie skipped over to answer it.

"Hiya," Maria Kanellis smiled.

"Hi! Come in," Mickie gestured behind her and shut the door as Maria entered. In Maria's hand was the Legally Blonde 2 DVD. "Hi," Mickie said again as she ran her hands through her hair a little nervously. They both giggled.

"Well done in your match tonight," Maria told Mickie.

"Thanks. It was so much fun. I didn't really get that much in ring time but I didn't mind as Trish is the best female wrestler and should get all the time she wants," Mickie said jokingly borrowing her gimmick.

"I can't wait to see how this storyline progresses. It's looking interesting and it's only just started."

"I know me too," Mickie agreed, "It's so great to be able to work so closely with such a talented wrestler like that." They both smiled. Maria was the first WWE Diva that Mickie had talked to and the two of them hit it off when Maria talked to her after the show two weeks ago. They had similar personalities; fun, energetic, bouncy and it seemed like they had formed almost an instant friendship.

"Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to watch Legally Blonde with me." Maria suggested.

"Yeah that would be great. I was just thinking of what I could do actually," Mickie said truthfully. She decided that if Maria hadn't come to her hotel room Mickie would've probably tried to find hers. Maria sat on the bed and Mickie dimmed the lights to try and get a more cinema like atmosphere. "Maria, are those pyjamas?" Mickie asked surprised. Maria smiled up from the bed.

"Sleepover?" Mickie laughed, dimmed the lights and got her own pyjamas out of the closet to change into. Maria took the DVD out of its caseand inserted it into the DVD player. She got it all set up so that by the time Mickie came back from the bathroom all she had to do was press the enter button on the remote control to play the movie.

"Shift," Mickie ordered as she grabbed a couple of pillows from behind Maria's back and threw them to the foot of the bed. Maria leaned forward so that she was now lying on her stomach and Mickie got on the bed and got in the same position.

"I love this movie," Maria told Mickie.

"Me too," Mickie squealed, "My favourite part is the bit where everyone's in the beauty salon and they're like Bend…and snap!"

"Oh my god! Same, same." Maria kneeled up on the bed and did the bend and snap motion. "It's so funny when that lady does it then hits the postman in the face."

"Yeah. Do they get together in the end?" Mickie asked.

"Um, Can't remember." Maria lay back down next to Mickie. Mickie nodded and turned her attention back to the TV screen. The two of them continued to share laughs about the movie till it was over.

"What the hell was that?" Mickie giggled. She clutched her stomach because she was laughing so hard.

"What? I was just…I-I," Maria couldn't even speak she was so out of breath from laughing. Once the movie had finished the two of them had talked about their shared interests, likes and dislikes. Maria had just done a really bad impression of the singer Patrick Stump from Fall Out Boy by singing 'Sugar we're goin down'.

"You killed it! You killed the song now. Well done," Mickie playfully shoved Maria and did her best to put on a serious face. However, she couldn't stop a smile from forming.

"Hey." Maria crossed her arms and pouted.

"I'm not the murderer in this room," Mickie shrugged which earned her a shove. "Oh no, she's going to kill me to!" Mickie joked.

"Not yet but very soon my friend," Maria said stroking her chin in an evil professor way.

"Yeah, yeah."

"You have been warned," Maria said in a deep voice which made Mickie start laughing again.

"We really need to get some sleep now. All that laughing has worn me out," Mickie yawned. Maria agreed and got under the covers. Mickie followed.

"Goodnight mi amigo," Maria sang.

"Why did I have to book the room with the double bed?" Mickie sighed.

"Shut up short one," Maria replied to the rhetorical question.

"I'll ignore that obviously wrong comment and just say have a good night long legs." With that Mickie turned onto her side, shut her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

A/N Thanks to everyone who has read this fic so far and foreverafan15 for reviewing. Today is x-Mrs-Pete-Wentz-x's birthday so review and make the birthday girl happy :)
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