Here is chapter two

This chapter takes place a couple of days after Mickie made her on air debut.

Mickie James POV

I wake up to the sound of someone knocking on my door. I got up, wearing only a tee shirt that went down to mid thigh. I looked through the peep hole and was surprised to see Trish.

I opened the door. "Morning Mickie." she cheerfully said. "Hey Trish. What's up?" I asked. "I was wondering if you wanted to get in a quick work out session." she said.

I raised my eyebrows. She noticed my reaction. "What? Is something wrong?" she asked. I put up my hands. "No no no. It's nothing. I'm just surprised you would come to me and invite me to work out with you. I mean, we just met a few days ago." I said.

"I got a call from Stephanie McMahon and she said you're gonna be making your in ring debut." she said. "Really?" I asked. "Yeah. You, me, and Ashley are gonna be teaming up against Victoria, Candice Michelle, and Torrie Wilson in a six women tag team match."

"Sure. I could definitely use a workout." I replied. "Great. How about we meet downstairs in a half hour?" she asked. "Okay."

I made sure to pack my workout clothes as well as a couple of water bottles before we made our way to the gym.

Later

"Hey Trish can I ask you something?" "What is it?" "What is John Cena like?"

She stopped and looked at me. "Why are you asking? You like him or something?" she asked. "I don't know. Maybe. I met him after the show." I said.

Her eyes went wide. "Really? So what did he say?" she asked. I just shrugged my shoulders. "Nothing much really. He just said he was impressed of how I did in my first appearence in the WWE."

She raised an eyebrow. "He really said that?" "Yeah he did. It really meant a lot to me." I said. "You gonna ask him out?" she asked. That question came out of nowhere.

"I don't know. He is hot, but I don't think he'd want to go out with someone like me." I replied. "John is not like the other male wrestlers. He actually treats women with respect and care." Trish replied.

"I don't know. I'll think about it." I said. "Okay enough chit chat. How about we run some laps first?" "Sure."

"Starting now!" she exclaimed as she started running. "Hey. No fair!" I shouted back chasing after her.

Monday Night Raw October 17 2005

Arco Arena Sacramento California

After paying the driver I got out of the taxi and heading inside the arena.

I was walking through the hallway when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and saw it was Torrie Wilson. "Hey. Mickie James, is it?" she asked.

"Yeah. You must be Torrie." "Well I just wanted to welcome you to the WWE. And I just want to say good luck in your very first match." she replied. "Oh. Well, thanks."

"Wait. Let me introduce you to some of my friends." she said, grabbing my hand.

We made it to the women's locker room. "After you." Torrie said, gesturing me to go in first. So I did. Boy that was a mistake.

I opened the door, stepped in, and before I could react, a bucket of water fell on me, and I was soaking wet. I looked up, and saw Victoria, Candice, and even Torrie pointing and laughing at me.

Then she had a serious expression on her face, which scared me. She got up in my face, glaring at me. "Don't even think John Cena would want to hangout with a skank like you." I didn't say anything.

"Stay away from him. He's mine. You got that?" she replied angrly. I just simply nodded. "See you out there." she added before she and her friends left, leaving me there soaking wet.

I found a towel to dry myself out. I sat down on a chair, so I browsed through my phone or a bit, some time went by, and there was a knock on the door. I opened it, and it was Trish.

"We're needed at the Gorilla position. Our match is in ten minutes." As we were walking down the halls, I got more and more nervous. Apparently Trish noticed. "You feeling ok?" she asked.

"Yeah. I'm okay." I replied. "You nervous?" she then asked. "Maybe a little." "It's okay to get jitters on your first match. Believe me. I was sweating like a pig before my first match." she said.

It was half true. I was somewhat nervous for my first match. But I'm also nervous and afraid to see Torrie Wilson. I'm afraid of what she would do.

The match itself was nothing special. Trish and Victoria fought briefly before I was tagged in. After I did a hurricanrana in the corner, I gave Trish and Ashley the thumbs up, then I got caught up in a roll up, and ended up costing us the match.

But then I tried to make it up to them by executing the Stratusfaction on Victoria, which didn't go as well as I thought it would as Victoria ended up coming down on her side, and I nearly landed on her head.

Sometime later

I quickly found a tv to see John Cena out there. Well he didn't wrestle, he sat by the commentators by the stage to watch a battle royal to see who would be a part in the triple threat match with Big Show and Shawn Michaels next week.

Spoiler alert, Kane ended up winning. Seeing John's concern face as his eyes darted back and forth between Kane in the ring and the WWE title on his shoulder. I couldn't stop staring at his face. Those blue eyes had me mezmerized.

After the tv went blank I walked down the hall. I was in the locker room packing up my things before I heard footsteps. I turned around, and it was Torrie and her cronies.

"So you're still eyeing my man?" she asked. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I was petrified. "I think it's time we teach you a lesson." she added.

I tried to make a run for it, but Candice ended up grabbing me by the hair, and both and her and Victoria held me by my arms, and Torrie ended up slapping me. Then I got thrown to the ground, and there was nothing but punches and kicks to me.

About after a long time they stopped, and then they left. But Torrie came back, poking her head in, and gave me the gun to the head gesture.

I struggled to breath and move through the pain. But then a figure came in. I really couldn't make out who it was because my eyes were swollen shut.

The mystery person lifted me up. I couldn't say anything. And before I knew it, I passed out.