Author's Note: Here is the next chapter, it's a little fun I put in the story! I'm hoping I can post a few more by the end of the night. I hope you guys still like this story (: It's going to get good soon! Promise! Review (:

It has been almost a week since I became Diva's Champion and not much in my life has changed. I had a photo shoot Tuesday morning with the belt and then some press. I did a signing in LA with Mike and then went off to do house shows. Barbie and I were tag team partners against the Bella Twins and it was fun. Of course the fans didn't care.

It was about eleven at night and I was going to drive with Nick and Ryder to Omaha, Nebraska, where Monday Night Raw was being broadcasted from.

I threw my bags into the trunk of Nick's rental car and got into the drivers seat. I offered to drive first so the boys could take over in the later part of the night. I liked driving but not always at night. When I used to drive with Eve she always drove most of the night. Nick and Ryder just liked to cause problems but they always kept me awake.

Ryder was last in the car and when his door shut I turned the car on. Nick fiddled with the GPS for a minute and when the woman's voice filled the car I pulled out of the parking spot.

"Oh!" I said and pointed to my bag that was by Nick's feet. "Can you get my i-Phone? It has my music on it."

"Sure," he said and pulled my bag onto his lap and began to search for my phone. "What the hell is in here Millie? Do you really need all this crap?"

"Hey! It's not crap, it's all important."

Nick plugged my phone into the adaptor just as Ryder said, "Important my ass."

I skimmed through it and turned on my driving playlist. Soon enough Michael Jackson filled the speakers.

"What the fuck is this?" Ryder asked.

Michael was beginning to sing Beat It. "Shut your mouth Ryder, he keeps me awake when I'm driving."

"This is stupid," he said and I looked at Nick for support.

Nick and I discussed our feelings a few days ago (imagine that conversation) and we both decided it would be okay to give our relationship a shot. We weren't official but we were dating, in our case that meant traveling together, going on dates, holding hands, and sleeping together. And when I say sleeping I mean sleeping. No sex. That doesn't always work out well but it was nice to be with someone again. We weren't rushing to get married or moving in together or anything like that. We were just enjoying each others company. It was all great.

"Dude, knock it off. She is driving she gets to pick the music," Nick said.

"You are only saying that because she is your girlfriend. If it was anyone else you would hate this shit too."

"I do hate this shit but I'm dealing with it."

"Hey!" I smacked his arm. "Stop dissing Michael. He has great songs and he is a legend."

"When I drive we are putting on Mac Miller," Ryder commented.

An hour into the ride we pulled over at a rest stop for some snacks and Nick took over the driving. Ryder convinced Nick to put on Mac Miller so I was stuck listening to a White guy rap. He was good but I would never admit it.

I was texting Maryse who was driving with Mike and Kevin (Alex Riley) and we both were wishing we were together. I used to drive with Maryse and Maria and then things changed when Maryse began dating Mike.

"Hey Millie, why don't you have Twitter?" Ryder asked me.

"I don't know I'm so sick of myself."

"Can I make you one?"

"I don't think so."

"You need one Millie! Everyone has to follow the Divas champion."

"Do you two have Twitter?"

"I'm a legend on that thing," Nick said and Ryder laughed.

"Nick is not the legend, I am. Besides if you get a Twitter you can see my tweets about Z! True Long Island Story."

"I already watch it on YouTube. Kofi shows me every week."

He turned around to face me. "Really?"

"Really, usually he forwards it to me in a text. Your dad is freaking awesome."

"My dad really is obsessed with Melina."

My jaw dropped a little. I didn't actually find it shocking but I might as well put on a shocking look. A few minutes later, after Ryder put up a fight and some impressing arguments I allowed him to create me a Twitter. He did it all on his phone and then used mine to download Twitter and log me in.

"I'm going to tweet that everyone should follow you," he said proudly.

Then he gave me the low down on everything I needed to know about my account. I was officially following Ryder and Nick and I made fun of Nick's username. When I checked back a little while later I had a thousand followers and Ryder was proud.

"Do you want to be best friends?" He asked me. "I know Barbie's your best friend and Nick's your boy toy but I think we could make our friendship work."

I laughed and grabbed my pillow. I was really tired and I hoped the guys would let me sleep until we got to the hotel. "Sure man, I'd love too. As my best friend though you have to buy me donuts whenever I ask."

"Deal, and you have to be my wing-woman."

"Absolutely not," Nick said.

"Calm yourself. I'm kidding."

I laughed again. "I'm going to sleep, wake me when we get to the hotel."

"Are you serious bro?" Ryder asked. Yes he really says that.

I cuddled with my pillow and didn't answer him. Soon enough something hit me and I almost attacked Ryder. I fell asleep a little while later.

My eyes were closed and I was half asleep but I could hear Nick and Ryder's voices. The car was parked and they both got out of the car. I felt my car door open and Nick reached over to unbuckle my seat belt.

"Just wake her up," Ryder said.

"Shush man, she needs some sleep."

He carried me up to our hotel room. When he placed me in the bed and kissed my forehead I felt myself reach out for him. I didn't want him to leave me alone.

"Don't go," I whispered in the dark and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Stay with me."

"I'll be back," he said. "I'm going to get the luggage."

"Okay," I said and nodded. "Be fast."

I fell onto the bed and pulled the covers up close to me. I didn't even fall asleep before the door opened again. I heard Nick rummaging around and then he was next to me in the bed.

He wrapped his arm around me and I snuggled into his chest. I felt his heartbeat and felt my body become less tense and calmer.

"You make me so happy," I muttered and to be honest I didn't know if it was the sleep getting to me.

"I feel the same way," he replied.

"I don't want to lose you. I feel so safe with you." It was totally the sleep talking. "You're the best thing that's happened to be in a long time."

Then I fell asleep.

A few days later we were in Alabama when I came up with the greatest idea. This was after I had a feast at Cracker Barrel and wasted money on a Vera Bradley purse and realized a go karting track was literally five minutes away from our hotel. When you see a sign for go karting you run for that shit. You have to stop what you are doing and RUN. That's exactly what I did.

I, of course, got others to join me and it ended up being a big group consisting of Maryse, Mike, Beth, Punk, Kofi, Matt, Nikki & Brie, Ryder, Eve, Nick, and myself. I didn't want anyone to know that I was going to kick their ass and who wouldn't love some friendly competition? I'm practically God for finding this place.

We had to wait a couple minutes for another group to end their run before we got the track. It was empty for an afternoon but it was also Friday and kids still had school.

Nick threw his arm around me and whispered in my ear, "You look gorgeous."

"Don't suck up to me," I said and pushed him away.

"What?" He asked.

"Don't be all your gorgeous when you know I'm mad at you. That just makes me not want to be mad at you. And not being mad at you is a lot easier then being mad at you."

Nick smirked. This morning I woke up to find Nick gone as if he completely vanished from the face of the earth. One second he was there and then he wasn't. I called his cell repeatedly and got no answer every time. I was getting really nervous and then finally he showed up looking all sexy and stuff. I was beyond pissed that he didn't let me know what was up and he didn't care much on how I almost had a heart attack. That put me over the edge and I went and drowned my sorrows with food from Cracker Barrel. After that I was shopping and he found me. I accepted his apology but I was still upset. I guess it's stupid but I'm stupid so it works out.

"I thought we got past this. I will buy you a donut if that helps."

"I don't want a donut! I just want to know you're safe. Okay?"

"Yes, I understand. I'm sorry baby." He kissed me on the lips and then on my cheek.

"Let's make a bet," I said flirtatiously, though I wasn't going for that.

"What am I going to get myself into?"

"Nothing bad," I replied and leaned in closer to him. "Now, if you win this race then you and I make this official. I am your girlfriend and and you're my boyfriend."

"I thought we already were official?"

"No, I mean for real. What we have is just a little romance. If you win we're a couple. You buy me things and kill spiders, and I make you sandwiches."

He smirked. "And if you win?"

I sighed. "This little charade we have going on, well it's over. We go back being friends and nothing more."

Nick looked appalled and shook his head. "No way, I'm not making that bet."

"Come on don't be a wimp."

"I am not a wimp!" He shouted and I looked around to see everyone stop with their conversations to look at us.

Punk laughed and said, "Nick, you're a pussy."

My jaw dropped and I stared at Punk. "I find that quite offensive. A pussy is not weak. A woman pushes a baby out of her vagina and that's serious." All the other girls snickered and nodded their head in agreement. "You want to know what is weak…A penis."

Maryse died laughing next to me and put her hand on my shoulder to steady herself. Punk was speechless and I looked back at Nick with a smile. "So you know what Nick, you're a penis."

Well that ended that conversation and Nick shook my hand accepting the bet. About ten minutes later we finally entered the track and handed the three guys working our passes. We had the track for a full hour and Nick and I came to the conclusion that whoever pulled into the parking area first was the winner. The others new we had a bet going on but for what they didn't know. After the guy gave us a low down on driving and what not we began.

It was a typical go-karting ride. We bumped each other, when weren't supposed to. We raced and raced and laughed and smiled. Brie broke her go-kart which forced all to stop and wait for her to get a new one. Beth spun more then once, and Mike almost killed us all. Kofi was a beast and was always a mile ahead of everyone else. I stuck with Eve and the two of us rode at a respectable speed. I wasn't going to get fierce until they gave us the last lap sign. When they did I gave my very best and ditched Eve to speed up and pass everyone. When I pulled in and began to take my seatbelt off I wasn't surprised to see Nick standing before me extending his hand for mine.

Nick had won.