A/N. Oh wow. Sorry for the long update! Hope this chapter makes up for it! Also there's something wrong with my internet right now so I cant spell check. So sorry if there's mistakes in this chapter!

Chapter 4.

"I don't know how they do it. I've been on the road for one day, and already I miss my friends. Well, so far I've met the whole World Wrestling Entertainment roster. Thanks to a Mr. Cody Runnels, one of the first people I met here, making me late, so of course we walk into the meeting late and everyone turns to look at us. Once again, thanks Cody. Vince McMahon, the chairman of the board, has to be one of the nicest men I have ever met! The WWE is very lucky to have such a dedicated and commited man as the chairman.

Now Enough of my rambling, follow this book through the Insides of the WWE."

"Fucking introduction sucks." I mumbled to myself as I sat in the dining hall of the hotel the next morning. I had begun writing my book. What better way then to start with the intorduction. An introduction that sucks. I sighed throwing my pen down and running my hands through my hair.

"Hey Bianca!" Cody yelled from across the room. I look up just in time to see Randy smack him on the back of the head. He ignored it and ran over to me. "Hey!" He smiled brightly sitting down at the table.

"Hi Cody." I smiled as I moved some things off the table to give him room.

"Do you mind if the guys sit with us?" He asked.

"Not at all." I said standing up to move more things out of the way.

"Guys! Over here!" Cody waved them over and they all got settled.

"So what are you doing Bianca?" The guy I remember, whose name was John, asked.

"Just trying and failing at writing my book.' I said leaning back in my chair, taking a sip of my coffee.

"Let me see what you have so far!" Cody said with a smile. I handed him my notebook. I waited as he read my introduction. "Awe! I have my own little shout out!" Cody said, leaning forward, gently pressing his lips against my forehead. I blushed looking down at the table as he placed the notebook back in front of me.

"Awe! She's blushing!" Ted exclaimed making me blush harder. I groaned, making everyone laugh, except Randy, who in turn rolled his eyes.

Back and forth you wonder through your mind winters passing over but it won't find you take what you can change the seasons

I looked down at my phone before picking it up. "Hello?" I asked.

"Bianca!! Hi!! It's Maria! You gave me your cell number, remember?!" Maria exclaimed from the other line. I laughed.

"Yeah, I remember. What's up?"

"Well...." She paused, "Mickie and I were wondering if you wanted to come shopping with us!"

"...Shopping? Really? Uh-" I bite my lip trying to come up with an excuse

"Please!!!" It was Mickie this time. "We can get you something sexy to wear so you can impress Cody!!" I heard someone run back.

"Or Randy!" Maria giggled into the phone. My eyes went wide.

"Uh, I'll go! Just not for those reasons just because they're sitting at the table with me and they probably heard what you just said." I heard them giggle.

"Okay, we'll be down in 25 minutes! Bye babe!" Maria giggled again, hanging up the phone.

"Why are they soo perky?!" I asked Cody.

"I've always wanted to know that too...." He said as he thought. I picked up my pen.

Why are the Diva's so perky?? FIND OUT!

I scratched onto the notepad. I rolled my eyes; what a great story this is turning out to be. I folded up my notebook and turned off my laptop before gathering the rest of my papers. I stuffed them into my bag.

"I gotta go." I said standing up.

"Why??" Cody asked. He sounded disappointed. He is so cute.

"Maria and Mickie want to drag me shopping. Is it so horrible that I don't even know them and already I can't say no to them?" I asked with a chuckle.

"Hey, why don't you come to my room later? You can interview me." Cody said standing up, and looking down at me.

"Sure." I nodded with a smile. "Call me later. Whenever you want me to come over." I said with a giggle.

"Of course!" Cody smiled. I smiled before turning to the table where everyone was watching us with raised eyebrows. I blushed.

"Uh, bye..." I said quickly before walking away.

-6 hours later-

"How the hell do you guys shop for that long?!" I asked as we all walked into the hotel bar, after dropping out things off at our rooms.

"We're girls hon!" Maria giggled as we took a seat at the bar.

"I am too! But I hate shopping!" Mickie gasped.

"Who are you?!" She exclaimed before we burst into laughter.

"So what would you like to drink?? Wait! You are of age, aren't you?"Mickie asked as her and Maria turned to me.

"Im 23." I said with a small nod.

"Good!" Mickie smiled before calling the bartender over. After a few hours down at the bar, I stood up.

"Well I think I'm gonna get going. Cody wants me to interview him and then I have to interview some guy named Anthony Carelli." Mickie and Maria burst out in laughter. "What?" I asked confused.

"Anthony is fucking hilarious!!" Maria giggled. "I had a storyline with him where he wouldn't let me do anything! But it pushed my career so Thank You Anthony!!" She and Mickie started giggling. I turned to the bartender.

"No more drinks for them." He nodded. "Bye girls!" I waved as I walked out of the bar and towards the elevator. No one else was waiting there, thankfully. Hopefully I can get a few minutes to myself. I stepped inside when the doors open and was the only one in there. The doors almost clsoed when I heard someone shout for me to wait. I pressed the 'Doors Open' button and it would be no surprise who walked in.

"Oh, hey.." Randy said stepping in as the doors closed.

"What floor?" I asked.

"27." I nodded and pressed the button. My room was on the same floor, and so was Cody's. As the little arrow reached the 5th floor, the elevator stopped. I held onto the railing for support as the emergency lights when on. I groaned. This could not be happening to me.

I'm stuck in an elevator with Randy Orton.

"Come on." He mumbled to himself as he slapped his hand on the door. "Hey!! Can anyone hear me?!" He yelled.

No answer.

He sighed and sat on the ground against the wall. I bite my lip before sitting on the ground against the side wall. I took out my phone and had no signal. "Do you have signal?" I asked looking up at him. He took out his phone and checked.

"Nope." I nodded. Why does this seem like something out of a book? I'm stuck in an elevator with a guy I don't like and neither of us have signal. Cheesy fucking roamance novels..

"Soo...."I began skeptically.

"What?" He asked looking over at me.

"I don't know." I shrugged. "I'm just trying to make conversation." He nodded.

"Oh." I looked back over at him and sighed. I looked and saw that he had lint on his shoulder. I hate lint! It gets on my nerves!

"Uh, Randy?" I swallowed hard. He's gonna think I'm weird, not that I care...

"Hmm?" He looked over.

"You have lint on your shoulder." I said scooting over towards him and taking the lint off. I looked up at him and chuckled. He laughed.

"You are a very awkward person." He said with a small smile.

"Thanks!" I giggled leaning against the same wall he was. "So, Mickie told me that you guy's have this weekend off."

"Yeah, we do." He nodded.

"What are you gonna do?" I asked, peering up at him.

"Well some of the guys are coming over and helping me move. My house is to small for me." He said.

"That's cool." I said.

"What are you gonna do? Gonna go back home?" He asked looking at me.

"Probably not. I don't have enough money to fly back and forth all the time."

"Oh... Well I hope you have fun doing...whatever you're going to do." I giggled.

"Thanks! Hopefully I'll just catch up on my sleep!"

"All this travel getting to you?" He asked and I nodded in reply. "Yeah, I understand. Sucks when you actually have to wrestle though."

"I can imagine." I bite my lip staring at our reflections in the glass doors.

Its been about 3 hours and we are still in the elevator. I looked at my phone. 11:53 pm. I groaned.

"Come on!! I have to get up early in the morning!" I yelled at no one in particular. Randy looked at me with an amused look on his face.

"Who are you talking to?" He asked with a chuckle

"I don't know! Who ever can fucking hear me!" I yelled again before banging on the door. I sighed. "Did you try that freaking phone again?" I asked referring to the phone in the elevator.

"They said they're working on it. I'll call again." I waited patiently as he talked to the lady. "They said 15 minutes more tops!" I groaned and sat on the ground again.

"Great..."

-25 minutes later-

"I thought you said 15 minutes tops." I said with a yawn.

"Why don't you try to fall asleep?" He said as he watched me yawn again.

"No, no its okay. I should stay awake." I mumbled as I started to doze off. Just as sleep approached me, there was a ding. But I didn't hear it. I was already asleep.

I woke up the next morning, yawning. I sat up and looked around. This wasn't my room. I rubbed my eyes and got off the bed. I saw that I wasn't in my clothes but a large shirt. I walked out of the room to see the back of a brown haired man's head as he watched tv. I cleared my throat nervously. He turned around. It was Randy. He quickly turned off the tv and stood up.

"Hey...." He began awkwardly.

"Hi. Uh, how did I get here??" I asked walking over to him.

"Well, you fell asleep in the elevator and I didn't know what room you were in. So I brought you here." He explained.

"Oh... How did I get into this shirt?" I asked looking down at the large piece of clothing. He cleared his throat nervously.

"Well, uh, I didn't want you being uncomfortable in jeans, so I kinda....changed you. I didn't do anything to you!!" He added the last part quickly. I giggled slightly.

"Well thank you. For everything. I'll just change and get out of your way. Do you happen to know the time?" He looked at his watch.

"9:30." My eyes widened.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed before running back into the other room and changing quickly.

"What's the matter?" Randy asked standing awkwardly outside the bedroom.

"I have an interview at 9:45!" I groaned. "I'm gonna be so fucking late!"

"Who's it with?"

"Some guy named Anthony." I walked out of the room. "Uh, thanks." I said before quickly running out of the hotel room and to my own. I changed into a different pair of clothes before grabbing my things and running down to the dining hall and sitting at a table. I glanced at my phone. 9:43. I sighed out of relief. Thank god.