I have new reviewers! Strike me happy. I'm glad you all like the last chapter-just thought I'd show you what Amber's really like! The chapter after this one will be written by the amazing Tiff aka Chain Gang Princess. She's a brilliant writer and I'm rather happy she agreed to make my story better! Stick with this right here...it's about to get interesting.

Charlie xoxo

Chapter 9-See If I Care!

I sat down on the bench as Beth Phoenix walked out of the showers "Nice job, biatch"

She smiled "Thanks, biatch. I think I broke her in half."

"I still say her nose!" Mel chipped in and I grinned

"We're placing bets on what she's broken. Care to join?"

"$100 on her shoulder." Beth started to brush her hair and placed her bet with a wicked grin

"Awesome. Let me check my sidekick, I just got an email" I dug my SK3 out of my bag upon hearing it 'Jing'

Bitchface, I have a few bets for you from the fellow wrestlers of mine.

Paul- $150 on her nose
Ken- $200 on her ribs
Charlie- $300 on her nose

Shawn- $150 on her nose

Trevor&Lance- $250 each on her shoulder, right or left they don't care.

Love you Ay-Em-Z!
Ra-Ra O.

I snorted-he remembered my old name for him...or my old name for him when we were both stoned, anyway.

"Who was it from?" Tiff asked me, whilst carefully painting her nails a bright pink to match her hair

"Randy. Updating me on the guys taking bets on Candice" I said, as my cell phone vibrated with a text from Jeff. Yeah, I have a cell and a sidekick. Personal and business, of course.

Amber. Candice has a broken collarbone, or clavicle as they're saying here and she also has a concussion. Happy now? Jeff x.

"And I win, bitches!" I shouted, pumping my fist in the air "Jeff text me being a whiny bitch and told me that she's broken her collarbone. Pay up!"

Mel, Beth and Tiff rolled their eyes and handed me their money. I smirked and put it down my bra for...safekeeping.

"Now go and hassle the guys" Mel rolled her eyes as I walked out the door "AND YOU'RE PAYING TONIGHT!"

I just laughed as I walked down the corridor to the guys locker room. On my way I was stopped by Maria, to whom I rolled my eyes at.

"Yeah? I'm busy." I sighed as she opened her mouth to talk.

"Ohmigosh, do you know what's wrong with Candice?" she rushed, her eyes brimming with tears

"Ohmigosh, yes! They're rushing her into surgery for a lobotomy." I rolled my eyes yet again as Maria looked scared "Chill out, she's broken her collarbone. Speaking of which" I spun on my kitten heel "I have to collect some money"

As I knocked on the door to the locker room, it opened and I covered my eyes. I heard laughter as I was pulled inside the hot room.

"It smells disgusting in here, what are you? Animals?" I complained, my hand still over my eyes.

"You can look, we're decent." Brian laughed, moving my hand.

"Amber! You came to pay up, I suppose?" Randy greeted me, walking in from the showers with a towel around his waist. I blinked a few times...yum, much?

"Actually" I regained my composure "I came to collect"

Groans echoed around the room as the guys all went to their wallets and began to dig out their money.

I looked to Lance and Trevor "How do you two plan to pay me $500?"

"Do you take a cheque?" Lance joked and the locker room erupted in laughter

"Nice try, guys. Pay up or else it's wrestlers court." Paul laughed from behind them, handing me my money

I smirked, knowing Mark meant that the verdict would swing my way "You don't want that, boys. Trust me. Thanks Paul" I took the cash and kissed him on the cheek

"So what are you and your bitches doing tonight?" Randy asked me, dropping his towel with a smirk

"Jesus Randy!" I shouted and turned away "We're gettin' crunk. You guys should come with."

"Won't Jeff mind?" Randy frowned, passing me my bet winnings

I snorted "You think I give two shits about what Jeffro thinks?"

The locker room cracked up and then fell silent, quickly. Too quickly. I spun round to see Jeff standing there, eyes fixed to the floor and playing with his hair. My damn heart nearly fell out of my ass looking at him.

"I knew I shouldn't have come back for you." he said, quietly, walking over to his locker and grabbing his bag

I rolled my eyes "No, Jeffro, maybe you shouldn't have" It broke my heart being a bitch to him. Talking to him like that made me want to rip my own tongue out.

He just look up at me, those green eyes sparkling with tears as he stormed out.

"I hate him sometimes" I growled, whipping round to face Randy "Meet me and my bitches in an hour guys. Don't be early" I quipped, pecking Randy on the lips as I left.

The next morning I awoke, have damn near no recollection of the previous night. My eyes would barely open, my mouth was dry and I felt incredibly nauseous. Even more so when I let my head fall back on to a muscular chest.

"Oh shit" I croaked, then hastily looked under the covers "Oh double shit."

The man sat up and tried to open his eyes "I was so stoned last night, Ams. Damn girl, you can drink more than half the guys though"

"Look underneath the covers" I hissed to him, lying back to control my nausea.

"Can't say I'm bothered Ams" he kissed my head and lay next to me "I feel sick as a damn dog though"

I just sighed, reaching for my cell phone and dialling Tiff. She picked up on the second ring;

'Babe, where the hell are you? I've been looking for you since last night!'

"Sure you did? You didn't pause for JC? Come on Tiff. Meet me at Room 405"

'You left with him didn't you? Please tell me that you just fell asleep innocently.'

I sighed "Sorry, Tiff. I slept with Randy. Again. After ending things with him. Now hurry up and bring a Starbucks, I need to pick an outfit and I'm hungover to hell. Oh and bring eye drops. I was with

Randy...lord knows what my eyes must look like, but his are terrible."

'Alright Amber. Love you babe.'

"You too, gorgeous, you too." I hung up and sighed as Randy hugged me close and kissed my shoulder. Like I'd ever give this up again.