WWE Tough Enough 2011 Remix Chapter 2:

Hey everyone! I just want to thank everyone for reading my story. Thanks for the review Danni! Since I didn't get any responses to my poll, I decided on the superstar. The chapter's short, but I hope you all like it. Enjoy!

Previously:

Since I'm slightly OCD and I want to get a head start on the work, I figure I'll walk and put on a suit at the same time. I only remembered that I'm a total klutz outside of the ring when I ran right into a wall while trying to zip up my jumpsuit. What the hell? Oh…Wait. That's not a wall.

"You alright there shortie?"

Chapter 2

I look up to see what (or who) I walked into and at all I see are black boots with green stripes outlined in white on them. As my eyes travel farther north, I see the infamous "Best In The World" shirt and I know exactly who it is. I just pray I don't act like an idiot in front of him.

"H-hi. Yeah, I-I'm ok." Aw crap. Guess I'm going to act like an idiot in front of him. I'm not surprised. Wait a minute. Did he just call me shortie?

CM Punk's POV:

How many times must I tell Beth that we're over? Having to keep checking my cell every five seconds is really starting to piss me…"Oof"

What the? As I look down, I can see a girl that looks like she just started high school staring at me with a dumbstruck look on her girl has long dark brown curly hair with bright brown eyes. Considering my chin didn't even hit her forehead during our mild collision, I'm guessing she's around five feet tall. Oh, she's definitely checking me out though. Hell, I'm not complaining.

"You alright there shortie?"

As her eyes slowly traveled up to my face, I could tell I was making her nervous. Good thing she didn't run into Taker. He'd scare her half to death.

"H-Hi. Yeah. I-I'm ok."

How cute. I can't help but smirk at her. Wish she was older. No need to scare her by trying to hit on her or anything. I stuck out my hand, ready to help the poor girl up. She kind of stared at my hand like it was the strangest thing she'd ever seen. I guess she's not around a lot of guys who have tattoos on their hands. She slowly reached out and grabbed my hand. As I pulled her up, she muttered a quiet "Thanks" and started to straighten out her jumpsuit. Wait…jumpsuit?

"Uh…aren't you a little young to be working here?"

Aw crap. I shouldn't have said that. She looks really pissed.

Rikki's POV:

"Excuse me? How old do you think I am?" I hate when people say stuff like that. I know I look young but come on.

"I don't know. You look like your 13, but you're glaring at me like you're 16. Am I even close? Oh. Apparently not." I guess the glare I'm sending him pretty much answered his question.

"I'm 19 thank you very much. And no, I don't really work here. I'm one of the contestants in Tough Enough and I have to help the cleanup crew tonight. Technically, I'm not even supposed to be talking to you so sorry for bumping into you, but I need to go." As I walked around him and further down the hallway I heard him yell,

"Hey. What's your name shortie?" I decided to ignore his little comment about my height. I turned around to see the smirk on his face. Ever had the urge to smack someone? Yeah, I do all the time. Just ask the poor idiots from ROH.

"Rikki."

"Well, see you around shortie." He said with that stupid smirk still on his face. Asshole.

"Why the hell would you ask for my name if you don't even use it?"

He just laughed and turned to walk away, his black dyed hair didn't move an inch as his gelled head continued down the hallway. I barely know him, and I already hate him. When Matt and Nick call, I'm so bitching about him later.

With a sigh, I continued down the hallway looking for one of the cleanup crew employees. It didn't take me much longer to meet up with one of them and be handed a broom. Apparently, one of the wrestlers spilled a massive bag of M&M's and it had to be cleaned up. At least I don't have to cleanup vomit or something else that'll make me puke in the process. After getting lost about fifty times, I found the catering area where the M&M's were all over the place. What, did they play a game with them or something? I could see a few of the wrestlers mulling around, trying to avoid the M&M's as much as possible. It wasn't until I had finished sweeping about 60% of the M&M's when I saw two of my favorite wrestlers, Edge and Christian.

I know, I know. Really short chapter. But, I've had this chapter saved on my computer for over a month now and I figure I might as well post it. I was waiting for people to respond to the poll I had for chapter 1, but no one did. On a happy note, I should have all the time in the world the next coming weeks to add more chapters since I'll be taking the semester off. I'm excited. If you guys are lucky (and I feel like it), I may have the next chapter up by tomorrow (or is it later today? I don't know. It's like 3:30 in the morning).

Laters ^_^