Raw: Aug. 6, 2007

I pulled my hair up into a ponytail. "You got anything tonight, Candice?"

"No…you?" She asks.

"Nope."

"Wonder who does."

"No one right now." Maria says as she enters the locker-room. "I have some segments with Santino and a few other people. But there's no Divas match."

"Damn."

"But Vince wants everyone at ringside at the start of the show."

"Oh…okay." I say.

"I don't know why."

"Who knows? It's Vince."

"True. How's everything with Chris?"

"We haven't talked in almost two weeks."

"Why?"

"Because he's upset about me facing Umaga, Cade, and Murdoch and that I was in the ring with Randy that night too."

"That's bullshit."

"I know."

"We're gonna have ourselves a good old-fashioned Battle Royal." Vince says. "Hang on. The bell has not rung yet. And the winner will become the new general manager of Raw."

"Woah." I say. "I wish we could be in it."

"Why?" Candice says.

"I wanna be the general manager."

"Now ring the bell!" Vince shouts.

All of the Divas run up the ramp to avoid the brawl.

"Wonder who wins." Candice says as we arrive backstage.

"Regal." I say.

"Why?"

"Because he actually cares about our division."

"Here is your winner and the NEW General Manager of Raw, William Regal!"

"Told ya." I say.

"Okay. You're right."

"When am I not?" My phone starts ringing. "Wait one second."

"Okay."

I look at my phone. "Oh."

"What?"

"It's Chris."

"Answer it."

Me: "Umm…hey?"

Chris: "Hey, babe. How are you?"

Me: "I don't know. You haven't called me in two weeks basically."

Chris: "I know. I'm so sorry about that. I was mad about some of the things you had to do on Raw for awhile. And we've had a few problems with things during the past few Fozzy concerts. I've been busy. I'm sorry."

Me: "It's okay."

Chris: "You sure?"

Me: "Yeah. It's okay."

Chris: "Good. Because I found time in my schedule to come to SummerSlam."

Me: "Yay! That's awesome!"

Chris: "Yeah. I'll hopefully get to see you wrestle."

William arrives backstage and waves me over.

Me: "You will. Sorry to cut the conversation short, but the boss needs to talk to me. I'll call you later, babe. Bye."

Chris: "Bye."

I hang up. "You need me, Regal?"

"Yeah." Regal says. "You have a segment with Jillian, Mickie, and Beth. It's an interview to set up Jillian vs. Mickie for tonight and you vs. Beth next week in Madison Square Garden."

"Okay. Thank you."

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, former WWE Women's Champion, Marissa." Todd Grisham says. "Marissa, last week you ended up fighting with Candice Michelle, your best friend. Any comments?"

"Well, Todd." I say. "Candice and I are best friends, but when it comes down to it you can't afford to have friends with only one championship in this division. I never lost the Women's Championship. I never got my rematch. I'm not just going to sit around. I want my opportunity."

"Well…some of us deserve the opportunity before you." Beth says as she walks up.

"Well, Beth, you apparently don't understand how things work around here. So get to the back of the line, rookie."

"Excuse me?"

"Beth," Mickie says. "I usually don't agree with Marissa over here, but this time I do. You're acting entitled to a championship match, but you really do need to get to the back of the line."

"Oh look at this." Jillian says. "The former champions not stepping out of the spotlight and letting new people get their opportunities. Marissa, Mickie, it's mine and Beth's time."

"Jillian, you've had opportunities. You just suck."

I laugh. "I couldn't agree more."

Beth glares at me. "I'm getting that opportunity."

We all start arguing. William Regal arrives and gets between us.

"Stop!" He says. "I'll be deciding who faces Candice at SummerSlam. As for now, if you want to be on my good side, impress me. Mickie and Jillian will face off in a match tonight. Marissa and Beth, you will face off next week at Madison Square Garden."

The four of us glare at each other.

I take a sip of my water. "I'm just happy that Chris and I finally worked things out."

Candice smiles. "Me too."

"Why?"

"So my bestie isn't upset."

"I'm always upset over something."

"You referring to Randy?"

"Yes…unfortunately."

"Have you seen him today?"

"Nope. Hoping to keep it that way."

"When was your last conversation?"

"Last Monday."

"When?"

"During your match. The six Diva Tag Team match."

"Oh. I'm going to assume that it didn't go over well."

"Nope. He basically told me that he did not approve of me and Chris being together."

"Wow…"

"Yeah…"

"That's some bullshit, Rissa."

"I know, Candice."

"Chris has been so good to you. He's good for you."

"I know."

"Do you think Randy has feelings for you?"

I laugh. "Hell no! If he did, he would've made it clear well before now."

She chuckles. "Okay."

"You wanna get drunk?"

"Why?"

"Because after all of this work stress, I feel like I deserve a night at the bar."

"Well, sis, I am tired so make Kelly go with you."

"But Kelly won't be able to get drunk."

"She can keep an eye on you."

"But I just wanna get drunk."

"Well…I don't think it's a good idea."

"I think it is though."

"But it's not."

"Yes it is."

"Rissa…"

"I need to get drunk."

"No you don't."

Kelly sits down. "What's up?"

"Rissa wants to get drunk."

"Let her."

"What? Why?"

"She's stressed. Randy is pissing her off. Chris and her are working on their relationship problems. Nonetheless she's having a long-distance relationship. And work's stressing her out."

"See!" I say. "She knows!"

"Okay." Candice says. "Whatever."

"Wanna come with me, Kel?"

"Why?" Kelly asks.

"Cause I wanna get shit-faced."

"Why?"

"It helps the soul."

"You need to stop." Candice says.

"No. I am going to the hotel bar."

"That's not good."