Sephy's P.O.V:

Guess what?
It's Monday Night. All tension in my body from Friday evening seemed to have multiplied many times, and it was eating me alive. Perhaps it was just nerves, I told myself. After all, what I was planning to do that night was indeed out of character. Something I'd never done before. However, I would not back out now. I was going to do this.

Narrator's P.O.V:

Indeed, what Sephy planned to do was... different. It seemed she wasn't wasting any time, as she rushed through the Raw arena with a confident smile placed upon her lips. However inside Sephy's whole body was screaming out with nerves. What if her plan went wrong? What if she screwed up? No, she pushed all these thoughts to the back of her mind. Nothing would get in the way. Not even her own self doubt.
Continuing to rush through the corridors, she ended up bumping into a large bulk of a man, and she went crashing to the floor on her behind. Cursing whoever was above her under her breath, she noticed a manly hand reaching out to help her up. Still not taking a look at the man's face, she took the hand and was brought back to her feet, finally looking into the eyes of the mysterious man.
Shock catching in her throat, stuttering on what she was trying to say, the man laughed and gave her a warm hug.
"Hey Sephy." He greets her kindly, whispering it into her ear sweetly. Finally letting her go after a few moments, she breaks into a smile.
"Hello Miz," Sephy greets back as they grin shyly at one another, such a relaxed atmosphere settling around them.
"You know you're the only friend I have who calls me that when we're not on air." He informs her making her giggle sweetly. Standing rather close together, Miz's thoughts seemed to be rather similar to Sephy's.
"Okay, okay Mike I'm sorry." Sephy apologises sarcastically, as they both begin walking towards his locker room, however they couldn't seem to bring their eyes to look away from one another.
"Nah Persephone its okay. Makes you special in a cute way," Mike teases her, loosely wrapping an arm around her shoulder, almost as if he was trying his luck, trying to see her reaction.
Trying to get permission.
Sephy seemed to notice this; however, she smiled deeply inside herself. As Mike and Sephy entered his locker room, only one thought travelled across Sephy's mind. Her plan was going to work.
Sitting on the sofa, facing one another, Sephy brought her legs close to her chest, shyness kicking in slightly, but this would not stop her. However, it seemed even if her shyness DID kick in, her plan would still come together nicely. This would be due to the fact that Mike himself was planning the same thing. And clearly, he was not one to beat around the bush.
"Sephy can I just come out and ask you something?" Mike inquires looking into her eyes with such a sincere, sweet and yet nervous look. It was almost as if he was a teenage boy again, asking a girl out to the dance. Sephy smiled and nodded her head, unaware of the conveniently similar thinking that they seemed to have. "Not sure if I've made it totally and completely obvious or not," He begins looking away from her eyes with a nervous smirk sitting on his lips. "But I really like you in a totally non professional way." He continues, looking into Sephy's eyes with a slightly more confident, cheeky expression. Already feeling relief flow through him, this was understandable, as Sephy was smiling widely. "So I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go on a few dates and let us get closer than just friends?" Mike finishes sweetly, looking into Persephone's eyes, and reaching for her hand, taking it and squeezing it gently.
Sephy didn't expect her heart to start racing unbelievably. She didn't foresee that Mike would beat her to it. She honestly did not expect to all of a sudden, out of the blue, feel totally in love with Mike Mizanin.
Of course she knew that it was too early to say that. Sephy wasn't like that. However, as shallow as it sounds, this was all a plan to get Jeff to regret his actions. But now, Jeff seemed to be out of the picture. At that very moment, if you had asked Sephy who Jeff was, what he had done to her, how she felt about him, she would genuinely answer that she had no idea.
Bringing herself back into reality, Sephy and Mike began arranging their 'first date' as it were. Both with sweet smiles on their no longer shy faces, Mike with his arm around Sephy's shoulder, neither had felt more relaxed in their lives. Finally Sephy and Mike decided for their first date to be on the Tuesday evening.
Finally after everything of the night, they finally started settling down to business, discussing The Miz's agenda for that evening! It seemed that it was the least important thing to the both of them that evening.
The 'plan' Sephy had had for that evening had developed into something much more interesting and indeed much more worth it for her.
Deep inside, Sephy suddenly realised her job would be much more interesting now. However, part of her dreaded Friday nights. But her determination was not altered. Her confidence was not dented.
Sephy was seeing someone. Infact, not just anyone, but Mike Mizanin. Oh how her life had improved in the last 30 minutes. Smiling on the inside and out, Sephy continued on her Monday night routine, clearly successful in her goal for that evening.

End of Chapter Four.