This chapter, as promised, was written by the lovely Tiff, with a few changes by me. I love it and hopefully you do too! The next chapter will be up very soon.

Much love, Charlie and Tiff xoxo

Chapter 10-Just How We Do.

Cyber Sunday.

"But why not? I don't see why we should keep this a secret." Randy pouted.

"Because Orton, if people find out about what we did then we'll never be able to show our faces again." I replied while stood next to him in his locker room.

"People as in Jeff?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No Randy, just people. Please just keep this between us for now." I pleaded.

"Okay . . . for now." He smirked.

"Thank you." I replied, placing a quick kiss on his cheek. "I better get going, my 'match', if you could call it one, is next."

"Alright Am, knock 'em dead." Randy told me, slapping my half exposed ass as I turned around.

"Oh don't worry, I will." I grinned one of Randy's infamous grins before slamming the door shut behind me.

"Damn bitch, you're looking hot." Tiff told me, dressed in an extremely tight leather suit and cat ears, as I met her outside the Women's locker room.

"Damn right I do." I grinned, twirling around to show off my 'little red riding hood' costume, which was basically a skanky white top, a red hoodie that barely reached my chest and a pair of tiny red hot pants.

"So I'm guessing by the fact that I haven't seen John while I've been here, that he's died from the sight of you." I told Tiff, who cracked her whip playfully.

"Are you serious? There's no way I was letting him touch me in this, do you have any idea how long it took me to squeeze into it?" The brunette asked.

I cracked up at her comment. "Come on then, fat bitch. We have work to do."

On our way to the curtain we met up with none other that the Women's Champion Beth Phoenix, who was dressed as Xena the warrior princess and also Melina, who was dressed as a showgirl.

After all 13 of us had entered the ring, Maria, the first contestant strutted around it, showing off her pussycat costume.

"That bitch, she stole my idea." Tiff spat, glaring at her.

"She has nothing on you babe, don't worry." Melina reassured.

Next up was Victoria who no one had a complaint about, as she's 'one of us'. The next 7, however, all got something bitchy said about them from our little foursome.

Beth was next, followed by Melina then Star and finally, me. We all strutted around as sexy as possible, making sure we bashed in to the other Divas as we walked passed them.

It was announced that we would re-enter the ring in half an hour to find out the winner so, along with Beth, Melina and Star, I made my way to the back. As we reached behind the curtain Tiff let out a frustrated scream.

"I seriously can't believe that slut. She kissed my boyfriend and now she steals my fucking costume!" Tiff shouted, making sure that Maria had heard as she walked past.

"We'll show her what she gets for kissing JC later on doll, don't worry." Beth told her, grinning.

Half an hour later.

"And the winner is . . ." Todd shouted through the microphone as the drum roll began.

Pictures of the 13 Divas in there costumes appeared on the titan tron as the votes were counted.

" . . . Mickie James!" Todd finished as the results showed she had picked up the victory with 21 percent of the vote.

"This has to be fixed! How could that whore win?!" I spat to my 3 girlies.

"I don't know but, I'm sick of this shit." Beth replied angrily before running over to the closest Diva, who just happened to be Kelly Kelly, and completely destroying her in the matter of seconds.

Melina, Tiff and I soon joined in, Victoria being the only Diva who we didn't beat down as she raised her hands and slowly backed out.

"That's how we fucking roll, bitch!" Tiff shouted in Maria's face as she lay sprawled out in the ring.

"Damn, I wish Candice was here." I told the Divas, causing them all to burst out laughing.

"Yeah, then I'd get my money back as it would be her nose that was broken." Melina smirked.

After regaining our composure we took each others hands and skipped up the ramp to a chorus of boos. We were bad ass . . . I wonder what Jeff would think of the new and improved bitch that I had become.