-- Chey's POV --

After having that brother sister talk with Cam I decided to go outside and get some fresh air and think about everything that Cam told me.

It was a lot to take in. Now, I had an idea about how Randy felt about me. I can't lie, I felt special. Randy Orton, THE playboy might change… for ME. I couldn't believe it. I felt like maybe I could really let my guard down around Randy. But, I still didn't want t be hurt.

As I was standing there, I saw a bunch of superstars and divas exit the arena. Some of them looked my way and others I wish wouldn't have.

For instance, Ted DiBiase.

He is one narcissistic, arrogant ass.

"Hey, you look better than anything else around here, you must be the new diva that everybody is talking about."

"Uh, I don't know whether to say yes or pull out my mace."

"Well, you could pull out your cell phone and take my number." he said

"Ted, don't scare the poor girl, you sound desperate." said another voice that was later identified as Stacy Keibler's

"She just got signed, don't run her away." she said

"Stacy, you're being a cock blocker, go away."

"Well Ted, if you want her number so bad, go ask Shawn … her father."

"See you around guys." Ted said booking out of there, running straight to his rental car.

"I see you get around fast huh Michaels." Stacy said "I'm Stacy Keibler, but you probably already know that."

"Uh, yea. I know who you are, and I'm Cheyenne or Chey, Michaels is my father."

"Yea, sure. Uh, I see you were going to give your number to DiBiase, huh? What would Randy think." Stacy said with a smirk that DEFINED an ulterior motive. I would know.

"No, I wasn't going to give Ted my number and, what do you mean what would Randy think.

"Well, you know guys can be, jealous and jumping to conclusions. It's sad, really."

"Why would Randy be jealous if I had Ted's number. It's not like we're going out or anything."

"Oh, really. That's not what I heard but, If he's single then maybe we could pick up where we left off before I left."

Randy didn't tell me about him and Stacy having something, why would he hide that from me. We're not dating though, I said it myself. Why should I care? It's none of my business, right? Then why do I feel betrayed.

"Ok, um. Nice talking to you Stacy, See you in the ring."

"Ok, see you Michaels."

"Bye Stacy."

Talk about awkward.

-- Randy's POV --

I was walking everywhere trying to find Cheyenne but when I finally decided to leave and go to her house, I found her standing outside, but I also found Stacy, talking to her.

Uh oh, they were talking.

I was a little too late though, Stacy was walking my way, away from Chey.

Unfortunately, she stopped right in front of me.

"Hey Randy, I just talked to Cheyenne, she's sweet. Don't mess this one up." she said putting her hand on my chest.

It seemed a little weird but maybe me and Stacy could be friends after all.

No, won't let Stacy get the best of me.. Again. I got to keep my guard up around her.

-- Chey's POV--

It looks like they have chemistry. Randy didn't exactly object to her touching him like that. Maybe they did have something going on. I didn't want to believe it, but it looks like I have to.

Randy could have told me about Stacy, I'm not one to judge. He can trust me. Can I trust him? With her anyway. This was my time to ask, he was right in front of me.

Damn it, he was talking

"Excuse me, I didn't hear you."

"I was asking what you and Stacy were talking about."

Why did he ask that, was he afraid that Stacy told me something he didn't want me to find out?

"Nothing much. She came over and got rid of Ted when he was being a little too headstrong.

"Uh, Ted. Ted DiBiase."

"Yea, what do you know about him."

"He's a playboy, you should probably stay away from him."

"Well, isn't that the pot calling the kettle black."

"Yea, I guess it is" Randy said laughing.

That led to an awkward silence. Which led to an awkward situation.

Paul, Cam, and my dad walked out of the arena.

My dad looked over and I swear he shot daggers at Randy and when he looked at me, his features fell and he looked heartbroken. I should probably turn around before I run over to them and hug him with all my might begging him for forgiveness.

Thankfully, It was Cam to the rescue, he turned dad around and keep walking him to his car.

--Randy POV--

This was vary uncomfortable

Shawn was looking at me like I had killed his puppy. Man if looks could kill I'm for sure I would be dead right now.

But what was worse was that Chey thought of me as a playboy. I'm not surprised with everyone telling her to not get involved with me why wouldn't she think that.

I'm just going to work harder to show her that I'm not what everyone thinks I am. Maybe now was a good time to ask her out. I mean I could get started on proving to her that I just want to be with he and no one else.

I cleared my throat to try and get her attention when she turned back to me I just had to smile she was just so….wow. That's the only word that comes to mind when I see her.

"Um I was looking for you to ask if maybe you wanted to have dinner with me tonight." I ask

"Umm I'm not sure"

"Why not Chey we had a good time today rite" I ask not sure why she was hesitant all of a sudden.

"Yea we did have fun today but…"

"But what Chey."

" Its nothing. We can go out to dinner."

"Um are you sure I don't want to pressure you into anything"

"Yea I'm sure. So where are you taking me Mr. Orton. I hope its some where nice" Chey said teasingly.

"Oh you'll just have to wait and see" I teased back.

"Um ok then Mr. Secretive."

"Ok I'll pick you up around. lets say 8"

"Ok see you then Randy." She said walking away.

"Hey Chey"

"Yea"

"Dress casually ok" I said with a little smirk.

A/N hey guys 2 chapters in one day hopefully we can keep this up and not have you guys wait so long. But I hope you like what your reading so far and please keep reviewing we really appreciate them J