I walked into that hotel with a purpose. To get to my room before I made an ass of myself in my drunken stupor. That's right. Jackie, Chyna, and I were drunk off our asses. We got so after I shaped up and became my usual perky self again. Luckily Chyna had the presence of mind to call a Taxi. We laughed all the way up to my room. Chyna crashed on my other bed and Jackie stumbled down the hallway to her room. I laughed as she fumbled around with her key card. We waved like little kids as we went into our rooms.

I stumbled into my room giggling, Chyna was already out like a light. I didn't even bother changing before I fell into my bed and went to sleep.

I had a killer hang over when I woke up. And from what I heard from the other bed, so did Chyna.

"I shall search for aspirin." I stumbled out of my bed and into the bathroom. I was just dumping out my purse when someone knocked on the door.

"Be right there!!!" I found the aspirin and threw it at Chyna before heading for the door. I opened it to see the slimy, disgusting creature from my worst nightmares. Stacy Keibler.

"hello Stacy." I said sarcastically. "How can I help you? Push you down an elevator shaft? Over a balcony?"

"funny Trish." Stacy sneered. She really shouldn't do that. It doesn't help her already hideous face one bit. "Actually, I just wanted to tell you to stay away from Bubba because he is all mine now. And he would never even consider the likes of you again. Have a nice day."

She waved and started walking. Then I did something I would never normally have done while suffering from the hangover from hell.

"YOU BIIIITCH!!" I let out an unearthly shriek and jumped on Stacy's back, sending her flying downwards. I grabbed her by the hair and began slamming her face into the floor. After a few elbows to the back I stood up, dragging her with me by the hair. I slammed her up against the wall and got right in her face.

"Listen up you Barbie doll!!! Don't you ever tell me what to do!! And trust me Bubba could do way better then you!!" I let her drop to the floor and started to walk away, then turned back and pulled her back up. "Never piss me off when I have a hang over!!" I started to walk away again then picked her up the hair. "And don't ever use Mick Foley's catch phrase again. Or I'll show you exactly what the opposite of a nice day is."

I walked back into my room, Chyna stood next to the door staring at me.

"what?" I asked innocently.

Chyna laughed. "You're giving me a run for my money."

I started to laugh along with her. The phone rang and I jumped up to answer it.

"hello?"

"hey! What's up?"

"hey Lita!! Guess who's here?"

"Who?" I handed the phone to Chyna.

"WAZZZZZUUUUUP?"

I heard Lita squealing and laughed. They talked for a few minutes before Chyna handed the phone to me and I explained to Lita everything that had happened. She sympathized with Bubba and said she wished she'd been there to see me demolish Stacy.

"Well I have to go, so I'll talk to you later, ok?"

"OK! bye!"

I put down the phone then turned to face Chyna.

"now he's really going to hate me!!!" I wailed.

"No he won't. Just give him a cooling off period."

"Ok."

almost 2 months later...............

"A match against William Regal and Molly??" I gasped. "Who's my partner?"

"You choose." Eric Bischoff smiled at me. How I wanted to punch that smile off his disgusting face.

"Fine, tell Bubba Ray to lace up his wrestling boots, cuz he's got a match." I turned around and walked quickly to my locker room. *What possessed me to do that? Why did I say Bubba? Why not someone I'm actually on good terms with??*

Now all I could was wait for the match. It went pretty good, until I got stuck in the ring with William Regal. Somehow I managed to get over to Bubba, who had acted professionally and not shown any signs of hatred towards me the entire night. We even managed a wazzup headbutt on Regal. Then he went to get the tables. Quite a funny moment when he almost hit my chest. And that bitch Molly distracts him while Regal puts me n the Regal Stretch, causing me to tap. Bubba came in and broke it up, hitting Regal once before Regal got out of the ring and hurried up the ramp with Molly. I fully expect Bubba to leave right then and there, but instead he out his arm around me in a half hug and held me against him. I was in too much pain to worry right then and there, but it suddenly hit me as I realized the person guiding me up the ramp wasn't the ref, it was Bubba. As soon as we were backstage, I had to ask.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

Bubba laughed.

"why do you think?"

"Ummm....because this is some sort of evil plot so your girlfriend can extract revenge on me for the beating she received at my hands in the middle of the hotel hallway?"

"Girlfriend? I don't have a girlfriend?"

"What about Stacy? I saw you go to her room the night we fought and then she told me right before I kicked her ass that you were all hers."

"Well then, she's delusional. That night I went over there to pick up some stuff she'd borrowed while still the 'Duchess of Dudleyville.'"

"ooooh." I laughed. "I feel soooo stupid right about now."

"Well, you shouldn't." He looked at his watch. "look, I have to go, but I'll talk to you later, ok."

"ok!" I smiled as I watched him go, then went to my locker room to collect my stuff. I was just getting ready to go when something hit me from behind. The last thing I remember is someone sounding vaguely like Chyna yelling "Get away from her you Barbie doll wannabe and you stupid "I'm- a -virgin- britney -spears" wanna be."

Then I was drifting off to dreamland.

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