A/n: I'm going to be gone from tomorrow to next Friday so I will not be updating during that time.

I applied the last bit of lip-gloss to my lips, walked out of the bathroom and put my heels on. I noticed Randy, who had been getting ready himself, staring at me.

"Are you okay?" I ask him.

He snapped out of his trance. "Yeah...I'm fine."

He slips on his other shoe. "Are you ready to go?"

"I was ready before you."

We arrive downstairs in the hotel lobby to see Maryse, Ted, Michelle, John, Eve, and Cody (don't know why he is going) waiting for us.

"Finally, you guys are here." says John.

"I'm surprised you were quicker than us, Cena." I reply.

"Shut up, Smith."

"Make me."

"I can-"

"Alright you two, break it up." Eve says stopping a huge argument from breaking out between us.

"Can we go now?" Michelle asks being impatient as always.

"Yes we can, but the 2009 Cadillac Escalade I rented has only seven seats so someone has to sit on someone else's lap." Ted replies.

Because I'm the smallest person out of the eight of us, everyone looks at me.

"Thanks a lot, Ted." I say rolling my eyes before heading outside.

We finally arrive at the bar after the long car ride (in which I sat on Randy's lap). Everyone files out of the car. I notice that other WWE Superstars and Divas are here too, like R-Truth and The Bella Twins.

"Look, Marissa." Maryse says. "It's the Bella Bitches."

"No bar fights, Maryse."

"You're the one we should worry about getting into a bar fight." John says.

"It was only one bar fight with Victoria. One time."

"History can repeat itself."

I'm about ready to punch John in the face when Randy grabs my arm. "She won't get into a bar fight, John."

We walk into the bar and take seats at a table, but Michelle and John leave quickly to go dance.

"At least I won't have to worry about punching him in the face." I say.

"At least until he gets back." Randy replies as Maryse, Eve, Ted, and Cody grab a tray of shots so they can see who can drink the most shots.

"This isn't going to end good." I say referring to what the four other people at the table are doing.

"Let's go before we get dragged into this."

Randy and I head to the bar area and see R-Truth and sit next to him.

"What's up, guys?" he asks.

"Nothing much." I say. "Avoiding the shot drinking contest going on at our table."

He laughs "Who'd you guys come with?"

"Maryse, Eve, Cena, the future Mrs. Cena, DiBiase, and Rhodes." Randy tells Truth. "What about you?"

"Jericho, Adam, and The Bellas."

I look at Randy with a worried look. "Chris Jericho?"

"Yup. The self-processed Best in the World. Punk got invited too, but everyone forgot he was straight-edge."

I chuckled. The Bella Twins, who are too drunk to notice me or Randy, grab Truth by each of his arms and drag him away.

"Bye guys." he says before getting dragged away.

I sit there alone with Randy. "Well that...was awkward." I say.

"It sure was." He motions to the bartender. "Two rum and cokes please."

I look at him. "You remembered I drink that?"

"I'm the one who got you started on it. Remember?"

"Oh yeah. I forgot." The bartender hands us our drinks. "Thanks."

"No problem. I didn't hurt you when I DDT'ed you did I?"

"Nope." I hold up my glass. "To the creative team."

"To the creative team." We start drinking our drinks.

"You want to play Pool after we're done?"

"Marissa, are you asking me to kick your ass in Pool?"

"No...we both know I'll be kicking your ass in Pool."

"Whatever-"

Someone coughs to get our attention. We both turn to see Chris Jericho.

"Randal, do you mind leaving for a few minutes? I need to talk to Marissa alone." Chris says.

I look at Randy with a worried look. "I'm not leaving, Christopher. Whatever you need to say to her you can say to me."

"Marissa, tell Orton to stay out of our business."

"No," I say. "Randy can and will be staying here with me."

"Okay then. I just wanted to tell you that you're still mine. You can't go running around with other people doing whatever the hell you want, especially with the likes of him."

"Actually, Chris." I say. " I can. I'm not yours anymore. I'm not going to be yours again. You are a lying, cheating, abusive bastard and I want you out of my life."

He grabs me by my arm. "Okay, but I will scare off any man who develops interest in you. You will never have another boyfriend again while you are with the WWE."

"Actually," Randy says. "she already does, and you won't be scaring him off." He kisses me on the lips, surprising me and Jericho. Chris walks away upset. Randy releases the kiss.

"Why'd you do that?" I ask.

"Because Chris needs to move on and...I have feelings for you."

I look at him and blush. "Well then...I guess we are dating then." We walk back to our table to see Ted, Cody, Maryse, and Eve very drunk.

"Who won?" I ask.

"Maryse. Did you get into a bar fight?" John replies.

"John," Randy says. "don't tease my girlfriend like that."