A/N: WOO I FINALLY HAVE A DAY OFF WORK! So, that pretty much means that I can update for you all.

You guys shouldn't hate Candice in this story. It's not her fault…

"Maria, would you please just go out on a date with John?" Candice pleaded, pulling on her best friend's arm like a child begging its mother for a toy.

"No, Candice! I've told you a million times that I don't like John like that!" Maria insisted, pulling her arm away from Candice.

"PLEASE, Maria?"

"No," Maria said firmly, ending the conversation with her tone. She finished getting ready for whoever she had to interview. She wouldn't know until she got to the interviewing site, though. They'd tell her how to act. She knew that she'd only get like one question in, anyways.

She wore a simple yellow dress. She hadn't worn it in a while, and she wouldn't be doing anything in the ring later.

Maria skipped as best as she could down to the site. She was in stilettos, after all. The stage manager was there already. He didn't tell her who she was interviewing and told her just to wing it.

Great, Maria thought. I can fuck up for myself this time.

She saw Randy coming up to her, and her eyes grew wide. She knew that she would have to interview him. Fuck! We're in a storyline now. I almost forgot!

The cameras turned on, and Maria put on her dumb face as if someone hit a switch inside her. "Ladies and gentlemen, I am here with the WWE Champion, Randy Orton."

"Maria, baby, how are you doing tonight?" Randy asked in his smooth demeanor.

"I'm fine," Maria giggled. She felt someone come up on the other side of her.

Jeff.

"Orton, get the hell away from Maria," Jeff said, stepping in front of her as if he was protecting her from the big bad wolf.

"So are you taking over for Cena, now? Oh, look at little Jeff! Saving the beautiful ladies from men who are better than him!"

"I just don't want you to hurt her, that's all."

"Really, Jeff? If my memory serves me correctly, Maria didn't run away when I kissed her last week."

"Let's fight it out then," Jeff offered.

Randy smirked. "Jeff, quit being so condescending to Maria's feelings. We can't decide for her. She's going to have to decide for herself."

"Okay, then Maria," Jeff said, turning to her. "Would you like to come with me, or this asshole?"

Maria's eye caught the stage manager waving his hands at her behind the camera. He was pointing to Randy and mouthing, "Go with him!"

"Um…Jeff…I'm sorry, but I think I'm going to…" Maria trailed off. She tried to look disappointed in herself as she walked off with Randy, but inside she was exploding.

The cameras cut. Randy took Maria's hand and dragged her off.

"Where are you taking me?" Maria asked with a giggle.

Randy stopped right there. "What makes you think that I'm taking you anywhere? I'm dating Candice. She's your best friend. You shouldn't like her boyfriend."

Maria was hurt at these words. Of course she didn't want to believe that Randy liked her. She didn't want to see Candice get hurt.

But it wasn't her fault that she liked him.

"Randy, why are you doing this to me?"

Randy grinned. "It's enjoyable."

"I hate you, Randy. I never want to speak to you again," Maria said, her eyes filling with tears. She started to turn around, but Randy wrapped his arms around her just in time.

"Where do you think you're going, missy?"

"Randy, let go of me!" Maria yelled, trying to break free. Randy was too strong for her.

"You know you like it, Maria."

Maria stopped fighting him.

"That's more like it," Randy said, letting go.

Maria kicked off her heels and picked them up. She weakly tried to smack Randy in the chest with them, but she failed.

"You're an asshole," she muttered, walking off with every intention of telling Candice what had just happened.

A/N: Yeah, it's short but I'm tired…

Review. I need ideas.