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I went to mine and Phils bedroom and somethign hit me like cold water.

"He took my fucking wrestling gear," I whispered to myself. "Fuck!" I swore under my breath. I picked uo my phone and decided to call Kelly, maybe she knew some body who made wrestling gear within a day.

"Hello?" She answered gleefully.

"Hey Kelly," I said to her, I was about to give her my reason for calling when she interrupted me.

"Mira where have you been? I miss you, I haven't seen you forever! Are you going to be at Raw tomorrow night?" I had all these questions flung at me.

"I'm in Chicago, and Yes I am thats actually why I'm calling," I admitted to her.

"Why the hell are you in Chicago?" She asked me curiously.

"Listen thats not important, do you know anybody that could make me ring gear for tomorrow nights show?" I asked chewing on my lip nervously, shit was going to hit the fan if I get to the arena without gear.

"How is the fact that you are in Chicago not important?" She demanded. I mentally smacked myself, why couldn't she just answer my question?

"Can you get me ring gear for tomorrow or not kelly please, I really need some! I can't show up tomorrow without any!" I said all in one breath.

"Calm down sweetie, Yes I will have your ring gear for tomorrow nights show," She told me, soothing me through the phone, just barely having me avoid a panick attack.

"Thank you, so so much!" I said greatfully to her, I felt like a brick was just lifted off of me.

"Mira are you in here?" Phil called from the kitchen area of the hotel room.

I moved my face away from the receiver, "Yeah!" I called back.

"Is that CM Punk?" Kelly asked me. Shit.

"Yes, yes it is, look I will explain EVERYTHING to you tomorrow after the show ok?" I told her, I started feeling self concious.

"You better girly, Bye," We hung up our ends of the phones.

I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. 'Who was that?" He asked me putting his head on my shoulder. "Kelly, I needed her to get me some ring gear for tomorrow," I told him closing up my suit case that only held my clothes from yesterday a brush and a toothbrush.

"We should go shopping for you," He said.

"We can go tomorrow, we need to sleep we have a big day tomorrow," I told him turnign around to face him.

We had gotten ready for bed and went to sleep.

We arrived at the arena the next morning Phil and I attending to our fans before entering the arena.

My fans we amazing as always, I loved them so much! I knew Phil loved his fans too, they were always chanting CM PUNK, i thought it was great.

When we got to the arena, all eye's were on us and I couldn't understand why, and I looked down and noticed Phil was holding my hand.

What if they think he's too good for me, what if they talk him out of being with me? What if he hears what people say about him after he's with me and he breaks up with me? I couldn't handle that! My thoughts wandered as we enetered catering.

"Here," He pulled out my chair for me. 'Thank you," I sat down and texted Kelly.

Are you at the ring? –M

Yes, are you? – K

In catering, come see me – M

Be there in two seconds- K

With my gear!- M

No, with a chicken?- K

LOL good try- M

Okay shh I'm comming- K

"Back," Phil said sitting accross from me handing me a water bottle.

"Thank you kind sir," I said jokingly. I actually felt at ease right now, I wasn't thinking about what people thought about me or how ugly they thought i was.

"Here ya go," Kelly came up to our table putting a package down on the blue table.

"Thank you," I said, I got up and hugged her.

"No problem, Hey Punk," Kelly said giving a wave.

"Hey Kelly," He nodded to her politley.

"You gunna join us?" I asked her nervously.

"Nah I have to get to the locker room come with me?" She asked tugging my arm.

"Okay, Bye Phil," I said to him standing up, he stood up beside me.

"Bye Mira," he kissed my cheek and we were off.

We werent even half way to the locker room when Kelly looked at me.

'When were you going to tell me that in the last three days you managed tog et yourself a guy?" Kelly asked cheeringly.

"I was going to tell you after the show, when I was going to explain everything else," I told her sincerely.

We entered the locker room.

"Look it Barbie and Ugly," Brie said to us.

"No its, Skinny and Fatty," nickie said, they giggled.

"Screw you guy's!" kelly sneered at them.

I put the package on the bench and started opening it. "So, what else were you going to tell me? Or are you going to keep it from me like your new boyfriend?" Kelly laughed, I let out a half sigh half giggle and looked at her.

"I told you-" I was cut off by Brie, frigg sakes.

"You of all people managed to get a boyfriend? Is he as fat as you? Or is he just as ugly?" She and her sister laughed evily.

"Brie thats enough! And her boyfriend is actually very good looking," Kelly told her.

"Thats and understatement," I said in a whisper it was meant for myself, but Kelly just gave me 'Really?' Look.

"Alright then Kelly who is it?" Nikki asked her crossign her arms.

"Thats not my story to tell," Kelly told her.

I headed to the bathroom to change into my new wrestling gear, it looked exactly like my old gear, thank god.

I threw my jogging pants over my bottoms rolled them down a bit. I looked at myself in the mirror, the Bella's were right, Phil didn't deserve me he deserved something better.

"Mira!" Kelly called, it sounded from far away. I came out and saw Kelly standing at the door. Bella's obviously didn't give a shit.

"What?" I asked walkign up to her. "Door's for you," She moved out of the way and I opened it to see Phil standign there, in his wrestling gear and T-Shirt.

"Hm, do I know you?" I said jokingly.

"You might, are you thinking of anybody in particular?" He played along.

"Well, My boyfriend, he about 6'2, really good looking, covered in tatto's," I smiled up at him.

Then I heard a brief noise behind me and then Nikki say " She's dating punk?"

I blocked it out.

"Hunh, well maybe you'll find him soon, but I heard he needs you to go back to his locker room, to talk with him bryan and AJ," He told me smirking.

"of course!" I said.

"Talk to you later!" kelly yelled as I shut the door.

"Are you having a good day?" He asked wrapping his arm around me.

"A few negative thoughts here and there, I haven't cut at all don't you worry your pretty little head," I told him truthfully, I think my arms were thanking me, i had then wrapped up pretty well tonight.

"That's my girl," He kissed the top of my head and we got into his locer room where Daniel bryan and AJ sat.

"Finally," AJ sighed as we walked in.

"Okay look the faster I can get you out of my locker room the better," Phil directed that comment to them.

"The faster we can get out of here the better!" AJ exclaimed dramatically leaning back on the couch.

We spent the next ten minutes discussing the match.

It was finally time for our match, I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"Whatever Bryan says to you, its jsut acting," Phil kissed my head, his Entrance music played and he left.

My song started. Here we go...