"Pride and Prejudice"
An Edge/Ashley fanfic

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This one takes place exactly where we left off last time! Hope you like it : ) R&R!

Chapter 10: What am I doing?

Adam huffed entering his room and tossed his gym bag on the floor. Even after a whole afternoon of training he couldn't kick out of his mind the earlier confrontation with the dirty diva. Was it possible that they kept on arguing every time they were in each other's company? He sighed, he couldn't blame her for jumping on him like that after saying such things. This time it was totally his fault, he knew it. Truth was that honestly he hadn't ever thought that she was just a Lita wannabe… yes, he had heard people saying that, but he hadn't even bothered to consider the question. So yes, he had said that just because he knew that Matt had been with Ashley and in that very moment it was the easiest way, or at least the first that came to his mind, to piss him off.

"Idiot." The Rated R superstar muttered to himself as he recollected his personal items from the hotel room to pack for the upcoming trip. He knew that he was an idiot for having not considered that by saying such things he was hurting in the first place her before attacking Matt. Why couldn't he stop to be such a jerk around her? "You don't know me" she said… yes that probably was the truth but could he find a way to prove her wrong? Could he find a way to make her change her mind on him? Maybe this trip would be a chance… he thought as he casually came across the bandana he had stolen from her picking up his clothes, and then an idea hit him and he rushed to take his laptop and placed it on the bed.

With a satisfied grin for this idea he immediately went on Amy's myspace page… he could have sworn that he had saw it there… and yes here it was! He clicked in the friends' box on the picture representing his worst enemy and in a moment he was on Matt Hardy's myspace. He confidently scrolled down the page, he was sure that it'd been there, and triumphantly smiled as in the "top 10 friends" box his eyes stopped on "Dirty Diva aka Ashley".

"Gotcha punkie." He smirked.

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"Earth calls Ashley, are you here dirty diva?" Paul said amused waving his hand in front of her face.

"Oh sorry guys!" She apologetically smiled finally coming out of her daze, "I spaced out for a moment."

"You'd better say 10 minutes," Brian echoed.

"Maybe she's thinking about a special someone…" Layla suggested with a smirk.

"Oh don't even start, please." Ashley protested rolling her eyes. She was at dinner with a group of friends/co-workers at the hotel where they were staying. "I was just thinking of our match of yesterday, it felt good to be back" she explained. Actually her thoughts were fixed on the Rated R superstar. Thinking of their last argument of that morning, she was now wondering if she had made a mistake accepting the deal.

"…with Edge?" Matt Hardy, sat next to her, asked to the punk diva who, lost again in her thoughts, startled capturing just the final words of his question.

"What?" She asked in disbelief wondering if and how Matt could know anything about the infamous accident of their deal.

"I said have you talked with Edge then? This morning, remember?"

"Oh yeah… yeah!" She said relieved.

"And so?" He asked lowering his voice even though the others were talking about something else.

"And so what?"

"What about the storyline he was talking about?"

"Oh that… right. Nothing, plans changed." She shrugged.

"Good to hear," Matt said relieved "trust me Ash, less time you spend with him the better for you."

"Yeah, sure." She smiled as doubts started to fill her mind again.

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Adam genuinely laughed browsing through the self proclaimed dirty diva's pics when he came across the one with her pouting in which she had two paper cones as ears… being dressed up as a cat. Then there were pics of her magazines' covers, a pic of her and Trish together and a couple of pics of her with Paul and Brian. In the first one she was standing between them and they were all smiling pointing to a chair… probably for a wwe auction; in the other one she was just with Paul and they were hugged cheek to cheek and widely smiling. The subtitle was "Me and my Corazon".

The world heavyweight champion huffed and rolled his eyes closing the picture.

"You could do so much better…" he muttered coming back to the main page and starting to read her profile. What? Wait a minute… was the Rated R superstar actually feeling jealous of her? Was that the strange sensation in his stomach? But he hadn't had enough time to realize cause something written by her caught his attention.

"That would do it." He grinned picking up his phone and dialing a number.

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"So tomorrow you're ok about hitting the beach?" Brian asked with a smile.

Ashley was naturally going to accept, eager to have fun times with her friends, when she remembered that she couldn't. "…No, actually not. I'd love to but unfortunately I can't tomorrow."

"Why?" Paul asked.

"Oh I have… a signing. I have a signing." She smiled, "They set me up at the last moment."

"Oh, ok… it'd be for the next time." Her friends reassured her with smiles.

"Sure! Oh and now that I think of it, I'd better going now cause I have an early flight tomorrow!"

"And where is this signing?" Layla inquired.

"Toronto." And with that after waving or hugging her friends, the punk diva left.

She sighed walking down the corridor, she hated to lie to her friends, she really did. But what could I have said… she wondered, they wouldn't have approved, especially Matt, not that they are wrong, but at this point I could have told them about the shower accident as well. And even though they were her friends she could almost hear Layla's comments if she had told them about what happened and that was the last thing she needed. She let out a frustrated sigh, convincing herself that she couldn't act in another way, she had to lie.

Lost in these thoughts she didn't realize that she was arrived at her door and that actually there was someone standing in front of it.

"What are you doing here?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

"Let me think… I like to stand outside empty rooms just cause I'm cool like that or maybe I'm waiting for someone." Adam sarcastically replied.

"So what, now you're stalking me waiting outside my door?" She asked opening the door with her card key. Fortunately Michelle hadn't come back yet.

"Sweetheart if here there's someone who stalks, it's not me for sure." He said amused.

"Don't even start with this story again. It was an accident." She rolled her eyes as he casually leaned with an arm on the doorframe.

"Don't cha wanna invite me to enter?" He smirked.

"I don't have all night long so I suggest you tell me what you want if you don't want the door on your nose." She snapped back with her hands on her hips.

"You always touch my heart punkie," he rolled his eyes "anyway I came here just to tell you that tomorrow we have a flight at 9.30 AM… so don't flatter yourself, I wasn't here to see you for pleasure."

"9.30 it is then. That's all?"

"We're staying a night there so pack whatever you may need."

"Fine, thanks. I will."

"And I have my car to go to the airport, there's no need you call a cab or something."

"Okay, thanks."

"So where are we going to meet them? Here? In the hall?"

"No… at the bench in front of the hotel, okay?" She said wanting to avoid chances of gossip like the other time he was seen outside her door.

"Okay, then see ya there at 8 o' clock."

"Yep, good night." She rolled her eyes.

"Sweet dreams punkie." He winked and she slightly blushed remembering what she had dreamt the night before.

As soon as she closed the door both they sighed and leaned with their back against the door.

"What I'm putting myself into?" They both whispered.

Next chapter: the road trip begins!!!