I finally updated! :D I almost forgot that Mona was John Laurinaitis's daughter. xD Well, anyway, here it is! :D

Oh, and I think I've pretty much made up a whole bunch of stuff in this story. I mean, Laurinaitis is GM...I don't know what PPV is next, I'll figure it out later. xD

Disclaimer: I own no one except my OC Mona Lisa. I do not own WWE or anyone associated with it.

I watch Phil's match on the TV in his locker room. Trying to make him put me down was hard work, so I'm just going to stay here. Phil likes me too much, so the punishment won't be too bad.

I'm watching the match, and both of them are doing pretty good. I don't know how far it gets into the match when AJ comes skipping out.

I'm not sure who she's going to distract, but Phil glances at her, which gives Kane an advantage. I get up and walk out to the ring. I walk right up to AJ.

"Listen, you need to stop messing with Punk, got it?" I ask. "He's not interested in you, so you just need to back off."

"Ladies, ladies." That oh-so-annoying voice says. (A/N: In this story, Laurinaitis is still GM, but I'll probably get rid of him later.)

I turn around, frowning, while AJ just has that creepy smile.

Punk and Kane both stop what they're doing and look to see what he could possibly want. At that point, Phil finally realizes I came out.

"Yes, Mr. Laurinaitis?" AJ asks, twirling a strand of her hair with her fingers. I look at her strangely and slowly back away. I mean, this is my dad we're talking about here. This is just getting creepy.

"You two are obviously irritated with each other, and Punk and Kane are already having a match. Let's make this a tag team match." He says. "Mona Lisa and CM Punk versus Kane and AJ. It seems you're ready, AJ. Mona, unless you want to wrestle in a dress, I suggest you hightail it backstage and change. The match will start after the commercial break."

I sigh and roll my eyes, but I do walk backstage. A few seconds after I get backstage, my dad is behind me.

"Sorry about the random tag team match, Mona." He says. "I thought it would work with the storyline."

"No, it's cool, Dad." I say, shrugging. "AJ annoys me, anyway. I've been wanting to punch her in the face for a while. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go get ready."

I get my ring gear and put it on (A/N: Imagine something Michelle McCool might wear, but black.) I run back to the ring, where Kane and AJ are…possibly talking, or possibly just staring at each other. I can never tell with his mask. I get in the ring, too, and walk over to Phil.

"Hey, I told you to stay in my locker room." He says, mocking me and smirking.

I shrug. "AJ was annoying me and I didn't want you to lose. Couldn't this match be my punishment?"

"So you came out to save me? How sweet." He says.

"Hey, no need to be rude." I say. "If it wasn't for me, your sorry ass would've lost."

"I would've been okay with that."

"Why? So AJ could kiss you and make it all better?" I ask, sarcastically. Damn, why do I care about AJ so much?

Before we can finish talking, the bell rings. We look over at the other team, where Kane is starting out, so Punk starts out.

Near the End of the Match:

AJ and I haven't been tagged in yet, but that's about to change. Kane tags AJ in. It looks like she's about to just run up to Punk and kiss him, but he quickly turns around and tags me in.

When I get in the ring, she looks sad.

"Aw, you didn't get to kiss Punky?" I ask, sarcastically. "Well, you can kiss my fist."

I punch her in the face, which she was not expecting. Hey, I said I wanted to punch her in the face, didn't I?

She stumbles back a little, but I keep going at it. When she's on the ground, I start kicking her in the stomach until the ref holds me back. Once he lets me go, I go for the pin.

"1…2-"

She kicks out, which makes me angrier. I stand up and climb to the top rope. She's still lying on the ground, so I hit her with a diving elbow drop. I go for the pin again.

"1…2…3!"

"The winners of this match, the Divas Champion, Mona Lisa, and the WWE Champion, CM Punk!"

The ref raises our hands in the air, and, once he puts my hand down, I start heading backstage. I can hear Phil calling after me, but I'm still mad at him, so I keep walking until I get to my locker room. I shut the door and lock it. He wasn't expecting me to lock it, so he tries to open it.

"Lisa, open the door!" He yells.

"No!" I say. "I…need to get dressed."

"Mona, let me in." He says.

"Ooh, you called me Mona. I'm so scared." I say, sarcastically.

"Mona, I swear to God if you don't open the door, I'm going to kick it down!" He yells.

I roll my eyes. "I know you're strong, Phil, but not that strong."

"Hey, I warned-"

"What are you yelling about?" I hear John ask. Why he's here at a Smackdown taping is beyond me. He didn't even tell me he was here.

I slowly unlock the door and open it just enough for me to peek out.

"She won't let me in." Phil says. "I think she's mad at me or something."

John glances over and happens to see me peeking at them. "Mona, are you mad at Phil?"

I glance over at Phil, who looks a little surprised to see me, then back at John. I grab his arm and pull him into my locker room, quickly closing the door and locking it again.

"This isn't over, Mona!" Phil yells. "I don't know what I did, but I'll fix it somehow!"

"What could Phil have possibly done to make you angry?" John asks, confused. "You guys are best friends, it's not good for you to be angry at him."

"It's AJ." I say.

"AJ? You mean, like, you're jealous of her?" He asks.

"What? No! I meant that…Look, AJ is obviously crazy." I say. "I just don't think Phil should have to deal with that."

"Mona, it's just a storyline." He says.

"It's not just a storyline, John!" I say. "AJ really does like him! And she's just as crazy as she is on-screen!"

"It just sounds like you're jealous." He says.

"I am not jealous!" I protest. "I just care about him enough to not want him to date someone who is mentally unstable!"

"This really just sounds like jealousy." He says. "Which I'm okay with. You're just-"

"I'm not fucking jealous!" I yell. "You know what? I just don't want to talk to you right now, John. Will you just leave?"

It looks like he wants to protest, but, instead, he just nods and leaves. Before the door can fully close, Phil catches it and walks in.

"Hey…"

I glare at him. "I don't want to talk to John, and I don't want to talk to you, either."

"Come on, you know you want to talk to me." He says.

I sigh. "No, I don't! Why won't anyone leave me alone?!"

"Okay, fine, I get it. I'll leave you alone." He says. "Come find me when you want to go back to Chalene's."

He walks out of my room, leaving the door open.

Why won't anyone understand that I'm not jealous? Some people will say I'm in denial, but I'm not! I just don't like people assuming that I'm jealous over something so stupid. I mean, come on. If some crazy chick was in love with your best friend, you'd be worried too, right? Even if he does "kinda dig crazy chicks", the key word there is "kinda". That doesn't mean "I want to fuck". No! That means he "kinda likes you!" AJ needs to get her head straight.

I've been pacing back and forth for a few minutes, just thinking, when I see movement out of the corner of my eye. I look up to find AJ standing in my doorway.

I glare at her. "What the hell do you want?"

"You like Punk, don't you?"

"What?" I ask, surprised by the question. "No. Why does everyone think I do?"

She…skips…up to me and looks me in the eyes (or, at least, she's looking up at me, since I'm taller than her, so I don't know if she's actually looking in my eyes).

"You like him." She says, giving me that creepy smile.

"You're starting to scare me now…" I say, frowning.

She shrugs. "I tend to do that to people."

"Could you…leave me alone?" I ask. "You're weird."

She rolls her eyes. "It's not nice to call people weird, Lisa."

"I don't like people calling me Lisa." I say, confused and freaked out.

"Punk calls you Lisa all the time." She shrugs. "Is that nickname exclusive or something?"

"Yeah." I nod. "Only my best friend is allowed to call me that. And maybe people that I like."

"Aw, do you not like me?"

I'm about to answer her, but someone is standing in my doorway now.

"Uh…" I say to him. "Are you here to take Ms. Crazy away from me?"

He only nods. AJ looks at me, confused.

"Who are you talking to?"

"Kane."

Now she's even more confused. "What? Kane isn't…" She turns around and finally sees Kane. "Oh…"

"Come with me." Is all he says and he walks away.

AJ looks from me to the doorway, then walks away. Or, you know, skips, since she's AJ.

"Well, that was the creepiest thing ever." I mutter.

I sigh and sit down on the couch. I need to think. After a few minutes, I know what I need to do.

I get up and walk down the hallways, trying to find the one that reads CM Punk. As soon as I find it, I knock on the door. A few seconds later, Phil opens the door, and, when he sees it's me, looks relieved.

Before he can say anything, I kiss him.

Hehe, I left you with a cliffhanger! :P You'll have to read the next chapter to find out what happens! :) So, I'm really lazy right now (and very tired), so I don't think I'm gonna do shoutouts. But thanks to everyone who added this to their Favorites and Alerts! :D

Oh! I almost forgot! I start school later this month. I'll try to update at least once before I actually start.

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