A/N: So lately I've been getting crazy ideas for this story. So there is no date in this chapter...but next chapter we shall get to all the good stuff! Anyways...enjoy!

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Mickie sat on her hotel bed, it was about the forth time in the last ten minutes she had checked the time on her watch. It was almost five and at five a strange fellow by the name of Armando would be knocking on her door.

Her eyes wandered onto the dress, boy it sure was lovely. Melina's motives weren't shining through for Mickie at least not for the moment.

"What does she gain by doing this?" Mickie wondered out loud. It truly was odd the woman basically told her what she was doing tonight. Mickie jolted out of her thoughts.

"Hello Mickie! It's me little Armando!" the brunette pulled herself outta the hotel bed opening up the hotel door. "Um…hey." He pushed his way into the hotel room; he was carrying a large looking sliver case with him.

"So Mickie…how are you? Good! Well that's great…now; now time to get you ready! So much to make pretty so little time!"

"Ah…okay?"

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"Well I got a big bet for you." John smirked at Victoria who was clicking the channels on the TV.

"I'm not betting against you anymore. I told you the last time we made that bet in Ohio." He laughed hopping onto the hotel bed next to her.

"Oh that was one time!" she eyed him closely before grabbing a slice of pizza.

"What about that one time you bet me to flash the men's locker room?" he laughed a little more.

"You did it though…I didn't force you to do it." She rolled her eyes.

"Yeah but after that I had to deal with Randy Orton hitting on me for three months before that Kelly, Kelly chick showed up." "Well everyone's been down that block." She laughed at him.

"So I take it you have too then?"

He quickly shook his head "hell no! I don't want herpes!"

"Well I don't do bets anymore…no matter what we bet on I either get embarrassed or worse…I lose the bet."

"Oh come on…I promise this bet won't be like any other." They were silent for a few moments.

"Well I'm listening John."

"Oh okay then I was just making sure. How about this…I bet you a thousand dollars to date Mickie James for two weeks. Since you don't like certain train wrecks." He smirked what a plan he had.

"What's the catch?"

"Well there are two. First off neither she nor you can break it off until the two weeks has passed…and you have to be officially dating. The whole locker room has to know about it and everything! Second you can't sleep with her at all during that time-

"What?! No fun for me!" he laughed.

"Yep no fun for you. If you lose…you owe me a thousand dollars and a brand new pair of those really kick ass Nike shoes we saw."

"But those are like two hundred dollars!" he smirked at her.

"I know…so deal or no deal?" Victoria pondered for a moment. She took a bite of the pizza before smiling at him.

"You're on Mr. Cena." They shook hands "oh I can't wait to have a thousand dollars in my pocket and a nice new pair of shoes!"

"We'll see about that."

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"So then Alice…was all like! Girl you went and stole my man! I had to step in at that point. I was like Alice sits your skinny ass down! Kendra did not steal your man! Your man is just a whore! And then Alice was all like…"

Mickie sighed as sat there in the middle of the hotel room. Armando sure was a talker she knew that much. But he really was doing a good job.

"So dear…I finished you hair! It's looks gorgeous!" He handed her a mirror. Mickie smiled he had done a great job to say the least. Her hair was up only a few strands hanging down.

"Thank you Armando you did a great job."

He smiled at her "of course I did. Armando's the best! Now go get ready…you wouldn't want to keep Melina waiting."

Mickie gave him a slight look of worry.

"Don't worry dear…Melina knows how to treat the ladies." He winked at her before pushing her into the washroom with the dress.

"What the hell does that mean?!" Mickie muttered.

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Candice sat alone in the lobby.

"Oh look who it is. If it isn't the psychos bestest best friend!" Torrie said chucking.

Ashley smacked her "shut up." Candice looked up at the two women.

"Whatcha doing out here all alone?" Ashley asked with a small smile.

"None of your business" Candice replied acidly.

"Come on. Come with us out. I'm sure Mickie won't give a damn." Candice stood up to face her.

"I know what you did to Mickie on Raw. I think that was stupid and wrong. So why don't you and your little skank assed friend go out! I'm sure there are many men out there just dying to get herpes from both of you!" she pushed past the two and headed off.

"What a bitch!" Torrie muttered.

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"Is she ready yet?" Melina asked Armando smiled at her.

"Oh yes she is. Miss. James get out here!" Mickie quietly opened up the washroom door and walked out wearing the light pink dress.

"Wow…she…I mean you look great Mickie." The brunette smiled blushing slightly.

"Thank you Armando…I'll take it from here. Come on Mickie our limo awaits."

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"Go…it's your turn." Victoria glared at John.

"I don't want to…you go."

"Victoria…just go before you miss the start of the movie." She sighed and pulled herself off the hotel bed. Grabbing the bucket she headed out into the hallway. She walked down the hallway stopping at the ice machine.

"Hey Candice." Victoria said pushing the button on the machine.

"Yeah hi…wait did you just say hello to me?"

Victoria rolled her eyes "yeah I did. Is that so shocking?"

"Well backstage you're known for-

"Yeah well sister…I hear a lot of things backstage about you and Mickie James. Yet you don't hear me telling you that every time I see you." The machine made a loud thumping sound as some ice fell into the bucket.

"I'm…I'm sorry Victoria."

She looked up at her, "yeah…whatever." Candice opened up her hotel door.

"Um…how's Mickie anyways?"

Candice chuckled "she's doing well. Why you ask?"

"Simply because I had the drive her back here last night. I was just worried…I mean…I was just wondering."

Candice smirked at her "yeah…she's doing fine Victoria."

"Well I gotta get back…John's waiting. I'll see you around." Candice nodded her head as Victoria walked off.

"Wait a second…did she just say John?!"

andice chuckled "it couldn't be John Cena."

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"So why are you doing this?" Mickie asked bluntly as her and Melina got into the black limo.

She laughed "because you were nice enough to listen to me ramble on. I told you earlier."

"Yeah but that doesn't automatically mean I deserve a-a night out." Melina turned towards her smiling.

"Well I think it does…I know all about you and Trish Stratus."

Mickie quickly looked away.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I'm only assuming, look I heard that you hadn't be out for a long time. So why not? I might as well do something nice for my opponent for next weeks Raw." "I was never with Trish" Mickie muttered out quietly.

"Well either way…you and I are going to have a nice evening away from all the bullshit that seems to be going around the Raw locker room."

Mickie looked up at her "I was never with Trish." Melina turned back towards her.

"Why are you getting all worked up about this? I mention Trish you go all loony."

"I'm not loony! God I knew this was a bad idea."

"Relax we are almost at the restaurant. Don't worry about it Mickie. Whatever happened I'm sure it was for the best."

"Melina I was never with Trish!"

"Chill out! It's alright!"

"I shouldn't have to chill out! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Mickie yelled Melina rolled her eyes.

"It's not the end of the world…you got dumped alright. You're not going to die." The brunette crossed her arms turning away.

"Don't act like that." Melina whispered.

"Don't act like what?!"

"Like a child!" Mickie glared at her

"I'm not acting like a child! Your-

"Don't even start with me Mickie! I'm trying to be nice here!"

"Yeah for god knows what! You must be feeling very sick!" Melina blew a strand of loose hair upwards.

"Whatever…"

"Yeah…whatever."

Tension...and they havent even arrived at the damned resturant yet! lol anyways r and r! next chapter is the "date" lol