Two days later I arrive at JFK Airport in New York. All people that are going on the European tour will fly here so we can fly together. I arrive early and sit in the waiting lounge reserved for us. I listen to some music on my Ipod till I see Maria and Mickie coming in. They immediately come up to me and I kiss them both on the cheek.
'What did we do to deserve that?' Maria says and I smile.
'I never thought I'd say this, because you two annoy the hell out of me sometimes, but I missed you guys.' I say to them. Maria's smiling and Mickie is putting up her cocky face and says:
'I knew you would. Once you know me, you can't be without me for more then a day.' We quickly share the eventful things we all did in the few days we had off and I tell the story about my own way to get revenge on my mother and I get a few good laughs.
'Well I actually have something special to tell you two.' Maria then says and Mickie and I smile and wait anxiously. She then puts her left hand towards us and the both of us look at a pretty whitegold ring with three diamonds, two smaller enclosing the middle big one. I immediately know what it means when a girl does that and feel my jaw dropping.
'Did he..?' I ask Maria. Maria smiles and answers:
'He sure did. CM asked me to marry me last weekend during a fancy dinner with both our families there. I was so honoured.' She says. Maria always refers to her boyfriend CM Punk by his ringname just like all of us and Mickie and I both jump up to hug, kiss and congratulate our friend.
'That's so great? When are you going to marry? What are you going to wear? Did he do it on one knee like men are supposed to? Can we be the bridesmaids? I'm not gonna wear a peachcolored dress!' Mickie immediately starts to ask. Maria smiles her calming smile and answers:
'So many questions all at once. We're doing it next fall, around October, we have to set a date yet. And I'm going to wear white, because I dreamed about that all my life, and as my bridesmaids, I want you two to go shopping with me for one.' She says. Mickie and I immediately let out a cheer and hug her again.
'I'd be honoured to.' I answer while I'm hugging her, 'We're gonna celebrate tomorrow after the show.' We immediately go on in planning the wedding to detail with Mickie jumping up and showing Maria how to walk down the aisle and we have a great time. I finally look at the clock and see it's almost time for Adam to arrive, so I say goodbye to my friends for a short period of time and walk to his gate.
I look at the fake pink fingernails I had put on in the salon with Monica and remember why I never where fake nails. I can't bite those. I fidget with the cords of my joggingpants instead but it just doesn't feel the same. I look at the message board again and now finally see a different message, the plane has arrived. I look outside and see the tube getting connected. I wait some more and count in my head how long it's going to be before he gets here. He doesn't have to wait for his luggage so I guess about ten minutes. I sit down and smile at two girls who are looking at me with questioning eyes. I hate waiting and dig through my handbag to see if there is anything to do. I get out a piece of chewing gum and start chewing. Finally after what seemed like a decade, I see the first people coming out of the gate and I get up. I see Adam from a distance, he is easily recognizable with his size and I wave and smile. My heart skips a beat when I see him.
'Hey, you've been waiting for me for a long time? I'm so happy to see you again.' He says before he pulls me into a tight hug and kisses me. I eagerly kiss him back, I've missed his touch.
'Well, like 10 minutes. I'm here for about an hour but I've been waiting with Maria and Mickie in the lounge. Maria had the most exciting new I've heard in weeks. She's going to get married, how about that!´ I say and smile ´Oh and I haven't even told you the best part. I get to be a bridesmaid!´
We arrive in London the next morning really early. It's the first time I set foot on a different continent and I'm anxious to see another culture. I've always wanted to travel but never had time nor fundings to do so. Adam told me night flights to Europe are always very tiring and I haven't really slept on the plane so I can't wait get to my hotel to get some well deserved hours of sleep before tonight's houseshow. We have to wrestle 6 times this week and change hotels 5 times, so I really hope I get to see some of Europe. An arranged bus drives us all to the hotel and I immediately jump into the big bed in the room Adam and I share to close my eyes for a few hours.
After what seemed like two seconds Adam wakes me up.
´If you get out now I can show you some of London before the show. You can sleep next week!´ he says to me. I rub the sleep out of my eyes and take a look at the alarmclock. It´s already 1 PM, so I slept about 5 hours. I take a quick shower and refresh myself and grab a bag with a few of my things for the show tonight and leave the hotel with Adam. We walk through London and Adam points out to me the typical red busses, the Big Ben and we even walk past the Buckingham Palace. They are just switching the guard and I smile looking at the ridiculous tradition that is taking place right in front of me. We walk through the city holding hands and I feel really lucky to be in such a romantic city with my boyfriend. After about two hours we take a taxi back to the hotel and get on the bus again to the arena. I walk to the lockerroom to prepare for my match and get out the stuff from my bag. I get dressed for a wrestling match with Mickie and suddenly realize there is missing something. I think deep and suddenly Mickie yells at me:
'I hope you realize I am gonna do everything I can to get that belt back!'
I quickly realize what is missing, I've forgotten my championship belt. I smile at Mickie who is always going into her psycho character right before the show to get the right mood.
'Mick, help me. I left the belt at the hotel. There's no way we have enough time to go there and get it before our match.' I say. Mickie smiles at me with her charming evil smile and laughs at me:
'So, you want to call yourself a champion, but remembering to bring the belt is too much to ask?' and she blinks at me. I put on a sad face when I see Mickie is really laughing at me.
'What should I do? I can't come out without a belt, it would be so weird. I can't explain it either, I would look like the worst champ.' I say trying to hold back from screaming.
'You know what you should do? Go to the merchandise stand and buy a replica. No one will notice, just for this one night. Don't tell anyone about it and I'll keep it our little secret. But if I do want my title back one day, you know I'm gonna use this against you and tell all the bookers right.' Mickie says. I smile and love her idea and her sadistic sense of humour, but I can't go out and buy a Women's Championship belt with thousands of fans around me. That would be the weirdest thing to do, so I walk out of the lockerroom and search for someone who can buy one for me. I arrive at catering and I see two boys hanging around who have to do catering.
'Can one of you help me for like 10 minutes?' I say to them. They both smile in pride and the bravest of the two answers:
'For a pretty girl like you, always, but you have to give something in exchange?'
'How about a 10₤ tip and a special autograph?' I ask with a hesitating smile on my face because I realize I have to hurry because our match is first on the card. The boy agrees and I quickly explain my awkward situation and they both smile at me.
'So we have to buy a Women's Championship belt for the Women's Champ? How crazy is that?' one of them says to me. I nod in agreement and give them the money for the belt and tell him to get it fast. I sit down at the table and tap with my fingers on the wood. I hear the fake nails scratching and realize I really want to rip them off. After what seems like a decade, the boy comes back with a white plastic bag that looks like it holds a belt. First he gives me back the change and then he hands me the belt.
'Thank you so much.' I tell him when I look in the bag and see an almost exact replica of my belt. On TV it would probably be noticeable, but for a house show it will do and hand the boy his tip and two cards with my autograph, one for each. I thank them again, tie the belt around my waist and walk to the lockerroom. Mickie is patiently waiting for me and smiles when she sees me come in wearing the belt. We're good to go!
When I'm back to the hotel after the show, the first thing I do is grab my real belt and put it in my bag. Adam is standing behind me and looks confused at me when he sees I take the belt from my suitcase.
'Didn't you just wear that at the show?' he says. I smile and take the fake belt out of my bag and hold the two next to eachother before I explain my situation. He laughs out loud at me and I smile back.