I DO NOT OWN ANYONE OR ANYTHING IN THIS STORY BESIDES THE OC'S.

Adora's Point of View-

I sat in the passenger seat in Mikes car on the way back to our house, I pulled out my phone seeing Alex text saying that he was about to do his match. I wrote him back wishing him luck and to text me when he finished and make sure he didn't get hurt, I worried about these matches because it can be dangerous to wrestle and I worry about him in general, I guess that is a part of liking someone and being in a relationship with them.

"Who are you texting?" Mike asked as he glanced over to me from under his sunglasses that he always wears.

"Alexandria from France…she is keeping me up to date on her modeling projects…" I lied.

"She's a model not a seamstress or whatever you want to be called?" Mike asked.

"Yeah, she's a model…she was the girl that was my model in every class I took, it was odd how it played out so we just automatically paired up before they paired people up since we have worked together so much already…we just became friends." I said.

"I've made friends under weirder circumstances…" Mike said.

"I still don't know why people want to be friends with you…" I said.

"I honestly don't know, but people tend to love me which I can't say the same for you." Mike said as he turned down his residential street, I always knew what their street looked like.

"That you can't…people tend to hate me more than they hate you…." I said smirking.

"We have had this fight way too much…" Mike said as he chuckled.

"Yes we have, but we always end up going back to this same old argument…I don't even remember how it begun…" I said as I ran a hand through my hair.

"It begun when you first met me, you said you hated me…"

"Did I?" I asked not remembering this.

"Yeah…You helped Maryse sneak into your house then when I went to climb through you slammed the window shut on my hand and said you didn't like me…"

"When was this again?"

"Maryse and I were just beginning in WWE, you were a junior in high school…"

"But why were you guys sneaking into the house though?" I asked.

"Because your parents didn't know Maryse was dating me nor that we were in town…."

"Oh yeah, I remember now…so I helped you guys sneak into my room so I could see Maryse…I really did hate you…"

"Why did you hate me?" Mike asked as he pulled into his driveway and pushed the button to open the garage door.

"I hated you because I was an ignorant teen that thought you were taking my sister from me…I was afraid that Maryse will forget about me…"

"You thought that Maryse would forget about her only sister? I'm not that big of an asshole…"

"How was I supposed to know?"

"I guess I can see your point of view, that was your first time meeting me…people tend to hate someone like that until you really get to know them…" Mike said.

"I guess so….we have overcame a lot…I guess you really grown on me…"

"You have too…I hated you too when I first met you…"

"What?" I asked shocked as he pulled into the garage.

"I thought you were going to be more of a bitch…"

"Thanks…" I said rolling my eyes and unlocked my door to climb out as he pushed the button to close the garage door.

"Aren't you glad that you are not a bitch like I thought you were going to be?"

"Yeah, real glad…" I said as I climbed out and closed the door going to the trunk waiting for Mike to come to the trunk to pop it.

"First impressions are always the worse…."

"Your telling me…" I said as he pulled open the trunk, I reached in grabbing the Jo-Ann's and my Barnes and Noble bag and he grabbed the other two bags before we both slammed the trunk heading into the house.

"At least we are passed our first impressions…" Mike said.

"Thank god for that…" I said as he pushed the door that led into the house open and I closed it behind me.

"Maryse, we're home." Mike said loud enough for it to echo throughout the house.

"I'm in the kitchen." Maryse said as we walked down the hallway, I went into my room putting my bags down before I came back out pulling out my phone seeing that Alex texted saying thanks and that he was warming up, I checked the time seeing it was almost 7 PM and that his match must have already begun if not ended. I walked out of my room almost running into my sister, "Whoa, I was about to come get you…." Maryse said.

"Oh, what's up?" I asked sliding my phone into my pocket.

"You want dinner?" Maryse asked.

"What are you going to cook?" I asked.

"Grilled cheese…" Maryse said.

"I'll have one, still kind of full from the ice cream." I said.

"Okay…" Maryse said as she went to go back into the kitchen.

"You want to play some UFC?" Mike asked as he was already beginning to open his new video game.

"Sure, your on." I said as I walked over sitting on the couch pulling my feet under myself and got comfortable watching Mike setting up the game and handed me a controller. I looked at the controller trying to get used to the controller that was different than the ones I was used to playing with back in France, Mike turned on the game console before he untangled his controller as he walked back to his armchair sitting down and sat on the edge of his chair in anticipation as the game was loading.

"Have you played UFC before?" Mike asked.

"Yeah, but not this game per say."

"I didn't expect you to play this game since we had just bought it." Mike said.

"Whatever…." I said rolling my eyes as I turned my attention to the television screen seeing the bar slowly filling up slowly showing its loading and Mike pushed start when it had completely loaded.

"Who are you going to be?" Mike asked.

"Forrest Griffin." I said smirking as I selected him and Mike smirked.

"Your on…I'm going to be Matt Hamill." Mike said.

"I thought you would go as Lesnar." I said glancing to him when Maryse came out and leant against the door frame.

"Nope, Lesnar isn't my favorite…." Mike said.

"That's hard to believe." Maryse said.

"I know right?" I asked looking to my sister.

"It won't be a fair fight if I picked Lesnar…" Mike said.

"When do you care if it is fair and it's not a real fight…" I said.

"Oh it is a real fight…between us…" Mike said getting a little more excited and into this whole thing. I watched as the numbers 3, 2 and 1 were shown on the screen in a bright yellow color before we were able to start the first match.

"Bring it on!" I said as I was just pushing buttons and moving the sticks around seeing what everything did when Mike's guy hit me.

"How'd you like that? I'm going to do it again…yeah, like that…" Mike said.

"Stop it…" I said as I made my character knock his feet out from beneath him, "Oh yeah, how do you like that?" I said as I pushed a random button getting my guy to straddle his and was punching him in the face. "Oh yeah…look at this, I think I'm going to win…" I said as I kept pushing random buttons when his guy pushed my guy off.

"No way sweetie, this is for the big guys…"

"Who are you calling sweetie?" I asked as I got my guy to his feet before he could take advantage.

"You…look at your dude wearing pink trunks…"

"Real men wear pink." I said as I had my guy kick his guy in the chin. "That's what you get…"

"OoohhH! I'm scared." Mike said as it went back and forth of us beating the heck out of each other which led to another round and mid-way through the second round was when Maryse walked out of the kitchen.

"Dinner's ready." Maryse said, Mike paused the game and we hurriedly ran into the kitchen shoving our faces with the grilled cheese trying to get back to the game. We were like two little kids excited about Christmas or something, we were done with our sandwiches and back out in the living room before Maryse even sat down to eat hers.

"Thanks Maryse!" I exclaimed as I ran out of the kitchen.

"Your welcome!" She said back, I felt bad because I wasn't spending as much time with her as I wanted and she was kind of left out of this whole thing. Mike and I finished our three rounds and I had won which led to Mike wanting to do a re-match. We were up until 3 AM playing this dang UFC game doing re-match after re-match.

"Mike, I think it's time to go to bed, poor Maryse is already zonked out over here from us boring her." I said looking to the other end of the couch to my sister who was already dead asleep with a book open to a page upside down on her lap holding it open.

"Your right, I have to be up at 8 to get ready to be at the radio station by 9." Mike said as he stood up turning the gaming system off.

"I'll unplug everything and get it back to normal if you carry her up to bed." I said nodding to my sister.

"You sure?"

"Yeah…" I said nodding as I stood up rolling the cord over my controller as Mike picked my sister up into his embrace tossing her book aside carrying her up the stairs to their room. I undid all the cords and got everything back to normal before I walked into my room plugging my phone in reading the multiple messages from Alex telling me he was on his way home, his match went well and that he was home. I texted him back saying that I was glad to hear the news and that I will be home alone tomorrow and that I should be able to talk tomorrow. I set my alarm for a decent time before I changed into a pair of pajamas and climbed into my bed for a good nights sleep.