"God damn," I exclaimed as I dragged a duffle bag down the hall of
the arena. I sighed deeply as I took a much needed break.
"Excuse me. Can I help you with this?" a man said behind me.
"No. I fine thanks. I can handle this on my own," I said rudely.
"Are you sure? I mean, it's no problem. I can help you," he said nicely.
"Listen, I'm not one of your weak pathetic Divas. I can do this on my own!" I exclaimed.
"I'm sorry. Are you a Diva?" he asked.
"No, I'm a wrestler. But because I happen to be a female, I have that label printed on my forehead," I exclaimed as I picked up the strap to the bag once again.
"Well, just let me help. You are obviously new here. Let me give you a hand at this so you know that not all of the guys here are a bunch of jerks. Cause I'm not," he said trying to take the strap out of my hands.
"You are so numb!! You don't get it!!! I don't want your help!" I screamed.
"Fine, have it your way," he said walking away. I turned around to see a multicolored haired man walk away. I rolled my eyes and shook my head before continuing on my way.
"Angel, let me get this," Shane said in his Hurricane get up. He took the bag and grabbed his arm with a smile on my face as we walked down the hall together.
"CUT!" the camera man yelled. I let go of Shane's arm with a frown.
"Great promo, Case," Jeff said walking up to me.
"Yeah, you too," I said coolly. I brushed past him and stormed off to the Diva's locker room.
"Shane, what the hell did I do?" Jeff asked.
"Oh man, you did the worst thing possible," Shane said.
"And what's that?" Jeff asked sadly.
"You got a girlfriend," Shane replied.
"What do you mean?" Jeff asked confused. "Jeff, dude, you've got a girlfriend."
"Trish? You mean Trish is the problem? I don't get it."
"Jeff, you and Casey were attached to each other. And now you're not. Trish is there where Case used to be. You ignored her yesterday, man. That really upset her," Shane explained.
"I didn't ignore her..." Jeff said stopping himself to think. "Oh shit. I did. When Trish was around, Case wasn't even in my mind. Damnit!"
"Bro, just give her some time and space. She'll get back to normal. This is very new for her. You two used to inseparable she's not used to having to compete with another girl for your attention."
"I know, but I didn't act like this when you two started going together. I understood. I knew she would get a boyfriend sooner or later. It was just a matter of time."
"But Jeff, you were and are always on her mind. She never once ignored you for me. She always involved you," Shane said truthfully.
"I hate it when you're right. It aggravates me!" Jeff said storming off in the direction of the guys' locker room. Shane stood there and shook his head.
"He's so damn, ARG!!" I vented. Trish whipped her head around and looked at me confused.
"What's wrong?" she asked sweetly. I glared at her and grabbed my bags as I stormed out of the room. "What the hell's her problem!?"
"Can I use this locker room?" I asked Paul.
"Why? What's wrong with the Diva's locker room?" he asked.
"I just can't be in there right now. I'm too pissed off at people to be in there!" I exclaimed. He sighed and moved out of the door way and let me in.
"Who are you mad at?" he asked.
"Jeff and Trish," I muttered.
"Excuse me?! Did you say Trish and Jeff?" he asked shocked. I sat down on the plush couch in his room.
"Yes," I said through clenched teeth.
"Okay, why is that?" he asked sitting next to me.
"Because, Jeff ignored me."
"Huh? Are we both talking about Jeff Hardy?"
"Yes, Paul. Jeff Hardy. Jeffrey fuckin Nero fuckin Hardy!" I exclaimed.
"Wow. Ummm.....okay. I don't understand how that's possible. I mean the boy talks about you all the damn time. How much he misses you, how much he loves you, Casey's great, Case this, Baby that."
"Yeah, well, now he has Trish to fill that space. He doesn't need me anymore. And to think, I'm the one that set them up anyways. Well, not really, but kinda," I said as I fought back tears. I had lost my best friend. I loved Shane and he was everything to me, but Jeff was, well, me!
"You'll always be that space. No one can take that away from you. Trust me, I know these things," Paul said as he hugged me.
"Hey baby." Paul broke away and looked at the door. He stood and walked to his girlfriend and Smackdown GM, Stephanie McMahon.
"Hey hun," Paul said kissing Steph softly.
"Case, what are you doing in here?" Steph asked sweetly. She sat next to me and Paul followed.
"She's mad at a couple people so she's gonna use my locker room," Paul explained as Steph smiled.
"If that's alright. I mean, I don't wanna be a problem or anything," I said politely.
"Oh yeah! That's fine. I don't care if Paul doesn't," Steph replied. Paul nodded slightly.
"Great. Thanks, I really appreciate this," I said as I reached into one of my bags for my cd player and Fozzy cd.
"Fozzy?" Steph asked with a laugh. I nodded as she continued to laugh. "Chris?"
"Yeah," I said as she laughed harder.
"Ya know, the more he's Jericho, the more he really starts to turn into him!" she said. I laughed and nodded as I slipped my headphones on.
I closed my eyes and laid down on a couch across from Steph and Paul. I let the music sound in my head and relaxed. I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder and saw Paul leaning over me. I jumped up into a sitting position and pulled my headphones off.
"Sorry to scare you. Didn't mean to. Just wanted to tell you that you're needed in the hall," Paul said as he walked away. I sighed and walked out to find the camera men.
Jeff was talking to one of the guys as they set up for the shot. "Alright, let's get this over with," I said.
I stood at the water fountain and leaned over to take a drink. Jeff began to walk by and bumped into me. I shot up as he looked at the back of my blue and purple streaked head. "Oh, you again!" he said less politely than before.
"Oh my God! Why the hell are you always bugging me!" I exclaimed as I turned around slowly. My jaw dropped to the floor as did his.
"Angel?!" Jeff exclaimed with a smile.
"Oh my God! Jeff!!!" I yelled as I wrapped my arms around him.
"You're back? For good?" he asked excitedly. We broke away and I stared into his bright green eyes.
"Looks that way! Oh, it's so good to see you!" I said happily.
"It's good to see you too," he said taking my hands. "Listen we need to talk about what happened on that nite."
"Oh my God! I have to go. Match!" I said as I looked at my watch. I kissed his cheek lightly and smiled as I ran off.
"Angel! We need to talk!" He sighed deeply as he watched me run off.
I continued running towards the curtain to meet up with Shane and Glen. Glen's music sounded throughout the arena and he walked out there in the burning fire. I kissed Shane lightly and waited for his music.
We walked down the ramp together and joined Kane in the ring. We waited as the un-Americans joined us. I slid out of the ring and eyed them suspiciously. Not only was it my job to cheer on the Hurricane and Kane, but I also had to watch for any run ins from the other un-Americans. I watched on as Hurricane went for the pin. Before I knew it, the Hurri- Kanes were the brand new tag team champions. I slid into the ring and raised they're arms up as high as possible. I jumped into Hurricane's arms and wrapped my legs around his waist. I kissed him gently as he put me down. The three of us walked up the ring and to the back to talk to Terri. Apparently us freaks, rule! And it looked like Terri enjoyed the kiss Kane gave her. I guess chicks really do dig the mask!
"Welcome back to RAW!" Marc exclaimed as he ran up to me. I smiled as he picked me up.
"Thanks. But now you're covered in my body paint," I laughed as I looked at his clothes.
"Oh, that's okay. I don't have a match or anything. Obviously," he joked. I chuckled as I gave him another hug.
"It's really good to see you," I said.
"Yeah, ya know, we all missed you. Seriously," he said with a smile.
"I missed everyone too," I said returning the smile. "Well, I gotta go get changed. I'll see ya later!"
I walked away and down the hall to Paul's locker room. I knocked first and he answered in just a towel, with his hair dripping wet. "I just came to change and shower," I said as he moved to let me in.
"Not a problem," he said shutting the door behind me.
"Paul, honey, could you hand me my body lotion?" Steph asked as she walked out in a towel.
"Oh, did I like interrupt something?" I asked.
"Casey! Oh, umm, well, you see, I was just, ummm," Steph said as she made sure she was covered.
"Yeah, but that's okay. We'll just pick up where we left off back at the hotel," Paul said as he sauntered by.
"Paul," Steph said through clenched teeth.
"What? Oh like she couldn't figure out what we were doing. She's 18, girlfriend of Shane Helms, do you honestly think she's that clueless!" Paul said as I tried holding in my laughter.
"Well, no, but still. You could have just let it go!" Steph argued as she placed her hands on her hips.
"Gees, Steph. Like no one knows what we do in here after shows. Right," Paul said as he slipped his pants on under his towel.
"I'm gonna go shower," I said as I grabbed my towel. I walked into the shower and listened as they continued to argue.
"I talked to Jeff tonite," Shane said as I brushed my teeth. He sat on the edge of the bed and took his shirt off.
"So?!" I asked.
"He really doesn't understand why you are so pissed off at him. He really missed you Case," he said as he stood. He walked over to me in the bathroom and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Yeah, well, I missed him too, but I don't mean as much to him as I used to anymore," I said before spitting into the sink.
"Well, that's attractive," Shane joked. I turned around and glared at him. He kissed the tip of my nose. I laughed as he tried to tickle me. "Why can I not find your tickle spots?!"
"They're in a special place," I teased.
"Where?!" he exclaimed aggravated. I took off and jumped on the bed. I kneeled on it and waited for him to follow. He walked up to the bed and wrapped his arms around my waist again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled. "Where is it?"
"You are really not gonna give up are you?" I asked as he began to tickle my sides. "That's not it."
"Then tell me where!" he yelled as he pushed me over. He ran his fingers down my stomach in search of my ticklish spot.
"Go ask Jeff. He knows where it is!" I joked.
"WHAT?!" Shane exclaimed as he stopped. He stared at me then grinned at me. "That's it. I'm gonna find it if it kills me!"
About an hour later he gave up and laid on the bed next to me. Exhausted. "You're really not gonna tell me, are you?" he asked.
I shook my head and smiled. "Ummm....nope!"
"Bitch," he joked as he put his arm over my stomach.
"Yep and proud of it!" I laughed.
"Ya know, I have a couple friends that live in Texas," I said as we checked into the hotel.
"Oh? And who would they be?" Shane asked.
"Just Joe and Cory!" I said happily. "If I knew where they lived, I'd go and visit. But I don't know where they are."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Shane said as we walked into our room.
"Yeah, I bet you are!" I laughed as I flopped down onto the bed.
"Nope, come on. Get up! You've got to go do training, then to the gym with me, then I have a surprise for you," he said as he pulled me up. "Grab your gear."
I stood up and grabbed my bag as we walked out. Shane drove to the arena and we met up with Rob, Jay, Chris, Marc, Matt, and Paul. I climbed into the ring and stretched out as Chris put on some rock music. I smiled as the sound of Disturbed filled the arena.
"Alright. Let's get started with some whips," Rob said. I stood and glared at him.
"Dude, she's far beyond whips. We've been working with weapons and props and things like that. She had a ladder match last week, or so I was told," Shane explained. Rob stood there with a look of shock on his face. "She's gotten far since you last saw her. She's really good."
"I guess so!" Rob said as he leaned against the post.
"What about tables? Any work with those?" Marc asked.
"Some but not really. And my ladder work is minimal. I've done more with chairs," I explained as I stood.
"Great! We'll do tables!" Marc said with a sadistic smile.
"Oh God!" Matt exclaimed as Marc crawled under the ring and grabbed a table.
"Ummm...okay, I've watched wrestling enough to know that I don't wanna work with tables with a Dudley!" I joked as he pulled out a table.
"Too late. He's hooked in!" Jay said. "Hey, how's Adam? I didn't really get to talk to him much at the pay per view."
"He's good. Great. I'll miss him, but not his spears!" I laughed as Jeff came running into the ring. I rolled my eyes and walked to the opposite side of the ring.
"Hey, I just talked to Vince! I have great news!" Jeff said gasping for air.
"So spill!" Shane said as Jeff walked over to me.
"Well, he said that he wants you to do your first photo shoot. They wanna make up some posters before Christmas. I guess you're getting a lot of positive feed back. You're first Diva shoot. You have to meet up with the others at the beach. It's gonna be a whole big group thing. Trish, Nora, and Stacy will be there," Jeff explained.
"My first photo shoot?"
"That's great!!!" Shane said excitedly as I looked at him skeptically. "What?"
"I don't know. I mean, I don't wanna be a Diva. Seriously, it's not for me. I want people to know me as a wrestler, not someone who just prances around. Wouldn't this like go against all that I want to be?" I asked.
"No, not really. I don't think so as long as you still do your job in the ring," Jeff said. "So, let's go. He wants to do this now, so that there's the light and stuff."
"But training!" I exclaimed.
"We'll do it later," Shane said grabbing my hand and pulling me out or the ring.
"Fine, let's just do this," I said as I followed him and Jeff out. "Thanks guys! See ya later!"
"You expect me to wear this?!" I exclaimed as I held up a pink string bikini.
"Yeah," the photographer said.
"I don't think so. We do this how I wanna do it, or not at all!" I argued throwing it in a chair.
"Well, what do you wanna wear on a beach photo shoot?" he asked. I smiled and looked at Jeff. He raised an eyebrow and smiled back.
"Ya wanna help me?" I asked.
"Do you forgive me for kinda ignoring you the other day?" he asked.
"Yeah, I can't be mad at you. I love ya too much!" I smiled and hugged him tightly.
"Good, I'm glad. And I would love to help you out!" he said.
We pushed the photographer out and closed the opening to the tent. We gathered all the clothes we could find and went to work. About an hour later, we were done with the first outfit and walked out, leaving Jeff in the tent to work on more.
"Whoa, now that's a look!" Shane yelled at me. I smiled as everyone glanced at me. I had on the pink bikini top with a white wife-beater over it. The wife-beater had designs cut out of it. I wore a black bikini bottom and cut up white boy shorts over it. The stings on the bikini bottom stuck out over the top of the shorts. My blue and purple streaked hair now had the tips dipped in pink paint.
"That's definitely your style!" Trish said as she walked around me.
"Did you do all that by yourself?" Nora asked as I looked at the skimpy bikinis they were wearing.
"No, Jeff helped." I smiled as I watched Stacy getting her pictures done in the water. She held her top in her hand and wore a bright blue thong. I shook my head as Shane walked over to me.
"You're beautiful," he whispered in my ear.
"Thank you. I know it's not what everyone wants, but it's what I want. It shows that I'm still a "diva" while being a real wrestler. This is what all the Diva's should be like. Maybe the women in this business would be treated better. I'm never gonna do a bra and panties match, or a paddle match, or a mud wrestling match. Nothing like that. That's not me. That's not who I want to be. And if Vince is gonna force me into that, I'm gonna have to say goodbye!" I exclaimed.
"You really feel strong about this don't you?" Nora said.
"Yeah, I do."
"Casey, you're next!" the photographer yelled as he reloaded his camera.
"Wow, nice look. It really goes well with your style!" Stacy said as she rushed by us into another tent. I smiled and walked over to the photographer.
"Ummmmm.....are you sure you don't wanna just wear the bikini?" he asked.
"Positive!" I exclaimed.
He ordered a bunch of positions at me and followed them. We did some water shots, sand shots, ones where I'm laying down, sitting up, and standing. After he finished a roll I went back to Jeff and let Trish do her thing. Jeff had a whole new out fit ready for me. I washed out the pink and changed into his new creation. I wore cut off jean shorts that had paint splashed on them and a spaghetti strapped tank top that had one strap cut so it was draped over the back and front and was cut into a mid- drift top. That also had paint splashed on it. He had cut sleeves off of a long sleeved black shirt and I pulled those on my arms. Jeff painted designs on my shoulders, back, and neck before I went back out.
"Dude, how are you thinking all this up?" Shane asked Jeff as he followed me out.
"With the help of Casey. We've got such similar ideas that it works for us," Jeff explained as he sat on the sand and watched me climb on some rocks. After we finished with the rock pictures, the four of us girls got together and did some group pictures. Stacy in her short shorts and tube top, Trish in her silver bikini top and silver cowboy hat with a tight black leather skirt, and Nora wore her ever famous white top and a pair of black flares. Normal for the new Nora!
"You girls looked awesome out there," Jeff said kissing Trish on the cheek. She giggled and I smiled at them.
"Is everything okay now between you two?" Shane whispered.
"Yeah, they are now," I replied.
"Well, Jeff, let's take these lovely ladies out to dinner like we had planned," Shane said.
"What?" I asked.
"You'll see," Shane said.
"Yeah, we're meeting up with a couple people. But ya'll have to change into some fancier clothes," Jeff said.
"Like what?!" I exclaimed.
"Ummmmmmm....well, something like a skirt and top, or maybe a dress?" Jeff said ducking out of my reach.
"I don't have the clothes for that. My only skirt is at home," I said with my hands on my hips.
"SHOPPING!!!!" Nora, Trish, and Stacy exclaimed in unison. I laughed as they pulled me along with them. Leaving Jeff and Shane to take our stuff back to the hotel.
"I wish I knew how dressy we had to get for this," I groaned as we walked into a wet seal.
"Well, you know Jeff, and he hates to dress up, so probably something casual," Trish pointed out as she held up a tan tank top to herself.
"True and you know the other guys. They'd rather go through tables than dress up!" Stacy laughed as she looked at the same top as Trish.
"We need to do this more often. Going shopping together," Nora said as she grabbed a pair of flares off the rack.
"Casey, you would look awesome in this skirt!" Stacy said holding a short black skirt with slits on the side up to me.
"I don't know. I hate skirts and dresses. Really I do!" I complained as I pushed it away.
"I think I found my dress," Trish said holding up a tan dress with patchwork roses on it. "That's great Trish," I said as leaned against a counter.
"Come on Case. You have to find something. We only have till 6 and it's already 4," Nora said.
"This is so completely me!!!" Stacy exclaimed as she walked out of the dressing room. She had on a velvet black mini skirt and a velvet trim tank that was mesh at the bottom.
"That is you Stace. And it looks great!" Trish said.
Nora had decided on a red cami that tied in the front and a short blue jean skirt. I was still undecided and very unhappy.
"Casey, you find something now, or we'll find something for you!!" Trish threatened.
"Fine, I'll find something!!" I exclaimed.
I finally decided on a white lace crochet cami and a chunky cardigan. Although I really wanted a pair of jeans, I got a paisley-print long skirt instead. After shopping for new shoes, like girls have to do when they get new clothes, we went to a coffee house and got some cappuccinos. Finally we were back the hotel around 5:15. I hurriedly showered, did my hair, make-up, and changed. I walked out of the bathroom and Shane's jaw dropped to the floor.
"Wow, you look, wow!" he said as he held out my cardigan to me.
"Thank you. You look very good too!" I said kissing his cheek.
He took my hand as I grabbed my bag and we walked down to the car. We drove to a beautiful restaurant, and waited at a table for the others to arrive. Jeff and Trish weren't far behind us. Next came Stacy and Andrew, then Nora and Chris Nowinski. We ordered some drinks and an appetizer and waited for two more people. I looked at the entrance and saw a familiar woman talking to the host. She was with Chris, Steph, and Paul. As she got closer to me my eyes began to bulge out of my head. Her red hair was unmistakable. I immediately stood up and ran to her.
"Amy!!! What the hell are you doing here?!" I exclaimed as we pulled away.
"Surprise!" she yelled.
"I guess maybe!" I said as she sat next to me. I hit Shane's shoulder and glared at him. "Was this the surprise you had?"
"Yes?" he said as a question instead of a statement. "Jerk!" I said with a smile.
"I know, I try," he joked as we ordered our food.
"I heard you did your first photo shoot today. I can't wait to see the pictures from it," Amy said.
"Yeah, it was fun. I thought it was gonna be bad but it wasn't. I really enjoyed it," I replied.
"That's good. They're usually fun."
"We should be getting the pictures tomorrow. I'll show them to you at the arena," Steph said.
"Okay, that'll be great."
"And we'll pick out the best ones to made up into posters and things like that," she said.
"Casey, you gonna do the run in with me tomorrow nite?" Jeff asked.
"Run in?" I questioned.
"Yeah. You'll see tomorrow. Don't worry about," he said with a smile.
"Sure, I'd love to go out there with you," I said.
"I'll tell Eric and we'll probably get the Big Show tomorrow nite as a team," he said with a bigger smile.
"Great!" I exclaimed as we began to enjoy our nite.
"Excuse me. Can I help you with this?" a man said behind me.
"No. I fine thanks. I can handle this on my own," I said rudely.
"Are you sure? I mean, it's no problem. I can help you," he said nicely.
"Listen, I'm not one of your weak pathetic Divas. I can do this on my own!" I exclaimed.
"I'm sorry. Are you a Diva?" he asked.
"No, I'm a wrestler. But because I happen to be a female, I have that label printed on my forehead," I exclaimed as I picked up the strap to the bag once again.
"Well, just let me help. You are obviously new here. Let me give you a hand at this so you know that not all of the guys here are a bunch of jerks. Cause I'm not," he said trying to take the strap out of my hands.
"You are so numb!! You don't get it!!! I don't want your help!" I screamed.
"Fine, have it your way," he said walking away. I turned around to see a multicolored haired man walk away. I rolled my eyes and shook my head before continuing on my way.
"Angel, let me get this," Shane said in his Hurricane get up. He took the bag and grabbed his arm with a smile on my face as we walked down the hall together.
"CUT!" the camera man yelled. I let go of Shane's arm with a frown.
"Great promo, Case," Jeff said walking up to me.
"Yeah, you too," I said coolly. I brushed past him and stormed off to the Diva's locker room.
"Shane, what the hell did I do?" Jeff asked.
"Oh man, you did the worst thing possible," Shane said.
"And what's that?" Jeff asked sadly.
"You got a girlfriend," Shane replied.
"What do you mean?" Jeff asked confused. "Jeff, dude, you've got a girlfriend."
"Trish? You mean Trish is the problem? I don't get it."
"Jeff, you and Casey were attached to each other. And now you're not. Trish is there where Case used to be. You ignored her yesterday, man. That really upset her," Shane explained.
"I didn't ignore her..." Jeff said stopping himself to think. "Oh shit. I did. When Trish was around, Case wasn't even in my mind. Damnit!"
"Bro, just give her some time and space. She'll get back to normal. This is very new for her. You two used to inseparable she's not used to having to compete with another girl for your attention."
"I know, but I didn't act like this when you two started going together. I understood. I knew she would get a boyfriend sooner or later. It was just a matter of time."
"But Jeff, you were and are always on her mind. She never once ignored you for me. She always involved you," Shane said truthfully.
"I hate it when you're right. It aggravates me!" Jeff said storming off in the direction of the guys' locker room. Shane stood there and shook his head.
"He's so damn, ARG!!" I vented. Trish whipped her head around and looked at me confused.
"What's wrong?" she asked sweetly. I glared at her and grabbed my bags as I stormed out of the room. "What the hell's her problem!?"
"Can I use this locker room?" I asked Paul.
"Why? What's wrong with the Diva's locker room?" he asked.
"I just can't be in there right now. I'm too pissed off at people to be in there!" I exclaimed. He sighed and moved out of the door way and let me in.
"Who are you mad at?" he asked.
"Jeff and Trish," I muttered.
"Excuse me?! Did you say Trish and Jeff?" he asked shocked. I sat down on the plush couch in his room.
"Yes," I said through clenched teeth.
"Okay, why is that?" he asked sitting next to me.
"Because, Jeff ignored me."
"Huh? Are we both talking about Jeff Hardy?"
"Yes, Paul. Jeff Hardy. Jeffrey fuckin Nero fuckin Hardy!" I exclaimed.
"Wow. Ummm.....okay. I don't understand how that's possible. I mean the boy talks about you all the damn time. How much he misses you, how much he loves you, Casey's great, Case this, Baby that."
"Yeah, well, now he has Trish to fill that space. He doesn't need me anymore. And to think, I'm the one that set them up anyways. Well, not really, but kinda," I said as I fought back tears. I had lost my best friend. I loved Shane and he was everything to me, but Jeff was, well, me!
"You'll always be that space. No one can take that away from you. Trust me, I know these things," Paul said as he hugged me.
"Hey baby." Paul broke away and looked at the door. He stood and walked to his girlfriend and Smackdown GM, Stephanie McMahon.
"Hey hun," Paul said kissing Steph softly.
"Case, what are you doing in here?" Steph asked sweetly. She sat next to me and Paul followed.
"She's mad at a couple people so she's gonna use my locker room," Paul explained as Steph smiled.
"If that's alright. I mean, I don't wanna be a problem or anything," I said politely.
"Oh yeah! That's fine. I don't care if Paul doesn't," Steph replied. Paul nodded slightly.
"Great. Thanks, I really appreciate this," I said as I reached into one of my bags for my cd player and Fozzy cd.
"Fozzy?" Steph asked with a laugh. I nodded as she continued to laugh. "Chris?"
"Yeah," I said as she laughed harder.
"Ya know, the more he's Jericho, the more he really starts to turn into him!" she said. I laughed and nodded as I slipped my headphones on.
I closed my eyes and laid down on a couch across from Steph and Paul. I let the music sound in my head and relaxed. I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder and saw Paul leaning over me. I jumped up into a sitting position and pulled my headphones off.
"Sorry to scare you. Didn't mean to. Just wanted to tell you that you're needed in the hall," Paul said as he walked away. I sighed and walked out to find the camera men.
Jeff was talking to one of the guys as they set up for the shot. "Alright, let's get this over with," I said.
I stood at the water fountain and leaned over to take a drink. Jeff began to walk by and bumped into me. I shot up as he looked at the back of my blue and purple streaked head. "Oh, you again!" he said less politely than before.
"Oh my God! Why the hell are you always bugging me!" I exclaimed as I turned around slowly. My jaw dropped to the floor as did his.
"Angel?!" Jeff exclaimed with a smile.
"Oh my God! Jeff!!!" I yelled as I wrapped my arms around him.
"You're back? For good?" he asked excitedly. We broke away and I stared into his bright green eyes.
"Looks that way! Oh, it's so good to see you!" I said happily.
"It's good to see you too," he said taking my hands. "Listen we need to talk about what happened on that nite."
"Oh my God! I have to go. Match!" I said as I looked at my watch. I kissed his cheek lightly and smiled as I ran off.
"Angel! We need to talk!" He sighed deeply as he watched me run off.
I continued running towards the curtain to meet up with Shane and Glen. Glen's music sounded throughout the arena and he walked out there in the burning fire. I kissed Shane lightly and waited for his music.
We walked down the ramp together and joined Kane in the ring. We waited as the un-Americans joined us. I slid out of the ring and eyed them suspiciously. Not only was it my job to cheer on the Hurricane and Kane, but I also had to watch for any run ins from the other un-Americans. I watched on as Hurricane went for the pin. Before I knew it, the Hurri- Kanes were the brand new tag team champions. I slid into the ring and raised they're arms up as high as possible. I jumped into Hurricane's arms and wrapped my legs around his waist. I kissed him gently as he put me down. The three of us walked up the ring and to the back to talk to Terri. Apparently us freaks, rule! And it looked like Terri enjoyed the kiss Kane gave her. I guess chicks really do dig the mask!
"Welcome back to RAW!" Marc exclaimed as he ran up to me. I smiled as he picked me up.
"Thanks. But now you're covered in my body paint," I laughed as I looked at his clothes.
"Oh, that's okay. I don't have a match or anything. Obviously," he joked. I chuckled as I gave him another hug.
"It's really good to see you," I said.
"Yeah, ya know, we all missed you. Seriously," he said with a smile.
"I missed everyone too," I said returning the smile. "Well, I gotta go get changed. I'll see ya later!"
I walked away and down the hall to Paul's locker room. I knocked first and he answered in just a towel, with his hair dripping wet. "I just came to change and shower," I said as he moved to let me in.
"Not a problem," he said shutting the door behind me.
"Paul, honey, could you hand me my body lotion?" Steph asked as she walked out in a towel.
"Oh, did I like interrupt something?" I asked.
"Casey! Oh, umm, well, you see, I was just, ummm," Steph said as she made sure she was covered.
"Yeah, but that's okay. We'll just pick up where we left off back at the hotel," Paul said as he sauntered by.
"Paul," Steph said through clenched teeth.
"What? Oh like she couldn't figure out what we were doing. She's 18, girlfriend of Shane Helms, do you honestly think she's that clueless!" Paul said as I tried holding in my laughter.
"Well, no, but still. You could have just let it go!" Steph argued as she placed her hands on her hips.
"Gees, Steph. Like no one knows what we do in here after shows. Right," Paul said as he slipped his pants on under his towel.
"I'm gonna go shower," I said as I grabbed my towel. I walked into the shower and listened as they continued to argue.
"I talked to Jeff tonite," Shane said as I brushed my teeth. He sat on the edge of the bed and took his shirt off.
"So?!" I asked.
"He really doesn't understand why you are so pissed off at him. He really missed you Case," he said as he stood. He walked over to me in the bathroom and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Yeah, well, I missed him too, but I don't mean as much to him as I used to anymore," I said before spitting into the sink.
"Well, that's attractive," Shane joked. I turned around and glared at him. He kissed the tip of my nose. I laughed as he tried to tickle me. "Why can I not find your tickle spots?!"
"They're in a special place," I teased.
"Where?!" he exclaimed aggravated. I took off and jumped on the bed. I kneeled on it and waited for him to follow. He walked up to the bed and wrapped his arms around my waist again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled. "Where is it?"
"You are really not gonna give up are you?" I asked as he began to tickle my sides. "That's not it."
"Then tell me where!" he yelled as he pushed me over. He ran his fingers down my stomach in search of my ticklish spot.
"Go ask Jeff. He knows where it is!" I joked.
"WHAT?!" Shane exclaimed as he stopped. He stared at me then grinned at me. "That's it. I'm gonna find it if it kills me!"
About an hour later he gave up and laid on the bed next to me. Exhausted. "You're really not gonna tell me, are you?" he asked.
I shook my head and smiled. "Ummm....nope!"
"Bitch," he joked as he put his arm over my stomach.
"Yep and proud of it!" I laughed.
"Ya know, I have a couple friends that live in Texas," I said as we checked into the hotel.
"Oh? And who would they be?" Shane asked.
"Just Joe and Cory!" I said happily. "If I knew where they lived, I'd go and visit. But I don't know where they are."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Shane said as we walked into our room.
"Yeah, I bet you are!" I laughed as I flopped down onto the bed.
"Nope, come on. Get up! You've got to go do training, then to the gym with me, then I have a surprise for you," he said as he pulled me up. "Grab your gear."
I stood up and grabbed my bag as we walked out. Shane drove to the arena and we met up with Rob, Jay, Chris, Marc, Matt, and Paul. I climbed into the ring and stretched out as Chris put on some rock music. I smiled as the sound of Disturbed filled the arena.
"Alright. Let's get started with some whips," Rob said. I stood and glared at him.
"Dude, she's far beyond whips. We've been working with weapons and props and things like that. She had a ladder match last week, or so I was told," Shane explained. Rob stood there with a look of shock on his face. "She's gotten far since you last saw her. She's really good."
"I guess so!" Rob said as he leaned against the post.
"What about tables? Any work with those?" Marc asked.
"Some but not really. And my ladder work is minimal. I've done more with chairs," I explained as I stood.
"Great! We'll do tables!" Marc said with a sadistic smile.
"Oh God!" Matt exclaimed as Marc crawled under the ring and grabbed a table.
"Ummm...okay, I've watched wrestling enough to know that I don't wanna work with tables with a Dudley!" I joked as he pulled out a table.
"Too late. He's hooked in!" Jay said. "Hey, how's Adam? I didn't really get to talk to him much at the pay per view."
"He's good. Great. I'll miss him, but not his spears!" I laughed as Jeff came running into the ring. I rolled my eyes and walked to the opposite side of the ring.
"Hey, I just talked to Vince! I have great news!" Jeff said gasping for air.
"So spill!" Shane said as Jeff walked over to me.
"Well, he said that he wants you to do your first photo shoot. They wanna make up some posters before Christmas. I guess you're getting a lot of positive feed back. You're first Diva shoot. You have to meet up with the others at the beach. It's gonna be a whole big group thing. Trish, Nora, and Stacy will be there," Jeff explained.
"My first photo shoot?"
"That's great!!!" Shane said excitedly as I looked at him skeptically. "What?"
"I don't know. I mean, I don't wanna be a Diva. Seriously, it's not for me. I want people to know me as a wrestler, not someone who just prances around. Wouldn't this like go against all that I want to be?" I asked.
"No, not really. I don't think so as long as you still do your job in the ring," Jeff said. "So, let's go. He wants to do this now, so that there's the light and stuff."
"But training!" I exclaimed.
"We'll do it later," Shane said grabbing my hand and pulling me out or the ring.
"Fine, let's just do this," I said as I followed him and Jeff out. "Thanks guys! See ya later!"
"You expect me to wear this?!" I exclaimed as I held up a pink string bikini.
"Yeah," the photographer said.
"I don't think so. We do this how I wanna do it, or not at all!" I argued throwing it in a chair.
"Well, what do you wanna wear on a beach photo shoot?" he asked. I smiled and looked at Jeff. He raised an eyebrow and smiled back.
"Ya wanna help me?" I asked.
"Do you forgive me for kinda ignoring you the other day?" he asked.
"Yeah, I can't be mad at you. I love ya too much!" I smiled and hugged him tightly.
"Good, I'm glad. And I would love to help you out!" he said.
We pushed the photographer out and closed the opening to the tent. We gathered all the clothes we could find and went to work. About an hour later, we were done with the first outfit and walked out, leaving Jeff in the tent to work on more.
"Whoa, now that's a look!" Shane yelled at me. I smiled as everyone glanced at me. I had on the pink bikini top with a white wife-beater over it. The wife-beater had designs cut out of it. I wore a black bikini bottom and cut up white boy shorts over it. The stings on the bikini bottom stuck out over the top of the shorts. My blue and purple streaked hair now had the tips dipped in pink paint.
"That's definitely your style!" Trish said as she walked around me.
"Did you do all that by yourself?" Nora asked as I looked at the skimpy bikinis they were wearing.
"No, Jeff helped." I smiled as I watched Stacy getting her pictures done in the water. She held her top in her hand and wore a bright blue thong. I shook my head as Shane walked over to me.
"You're beautiful," he whispered in my ear.
"Thank you. I know it's not what everyone wants, but it's what I want. It shows that I'm still a "diva" while being a real wrestler. This is what all the Diva's should be like. Maybe the women in this business would be treated better. I'm never gonna do a bra and panties match, or a paddle match, or a mud wrestling match. Nothing like that. That's not me. That's not who I want to be. And if Vince is gonna force me into that, I'm gonna have to say goodbye!" I exclaimed.
"You really feel strong about this don't you?" Nora said.
"Yeah, I do."
"Casey, you're next!" the photographer yelled as he reloaded his camera.
"Wow, nice look. It really goes well with your style!" Stacy said as she rushed by us into another tent. I smiled and walked over to the photographer.
"Ummmmm.....are you sure you don't wanna just wear the bikini?" he asked.
"Positive!" I exclaimed.
He ordered a bunch of positions at me and followed them. We did some water shots, sand shots, ones where I'm laying down, sitting up, and standing. After he finished a roll I went back to Jeff and let Trish do her thing. Jeff had a whole new out fit ready for me. I washed out the pink and changed into his new creation. I wore cut off jean shorts that had paint splashed on them and a spaghetti strapped tank top that had one strap cut so it was draped over the back and front and was cut into a mid- drift top. That also had paint splashed on it. He had cut sleeves off of a long sleeved black shirt and I pulled those on my arms. Jeff painted designs on my shoulders, back, and neck before I went back out.
"Dude, how are you thinking all this up?" Shane asked Jeff as he followed me out.
"With the help of Casey. We've got such similar ideas that it works for us," Jeff explained as he sat on the sand and watched me climb on some rocks. After we finished with the rock pictures, the four of us girls got together and did some group pictures. Stacy in her short shorts and tube top, Trish in her silver bikini top and silver cowboy hat with a tight black leather skirt, and Nora wore her ever famous white top and a pair of black flares. Normal for the new Nora!
"You girls looked awesome out there," Jeff said kissing Trish on the cheek. She giggled and I smiled at them.
"Is everything okay now between you two?" Shane whispered.
"Yeah, they are now," I replied.
"Well, Jeff, let's take these lovely ladies out to dinner like we had planned," Shane said.
"What?" I asked.
"You'll see," Shane said.
"Yeah, we're meeting up with a couple people. But ya'll have to change into some fancier clothes," Jeff said.
"Like what?!" I exclaimed.
"Ummmmmmm....well, something like a skirt and top, or maybe a dress?" Jeff said ducking out of my reach.
"I don't have the clothes for that. My only skirt is at home," I said with my hands on my hips.
"SHOPPING!!!!" Nora, Trish, and Stacy exclaimed in unison. I laughed as they pulled me along with them. Leaving Jeff and Shane to take our stuff back to the hotel.
"I wish I knew how dressy we had to get for this," I groaned as we walked into a wet seal.
"Well, you know Jeff, and he hates to dress up, so probably something casual," Trish pointed out as she held up a tan tank top to herself.
"True and you know the other guys. They'd rather go through tables than dress up!" Stacy laughed as she looked at the same top as Trish.
"We need to do this more often. Going shopping together," Nora said as she grabbed a pair of flares off the rack.
"Casey, you would look awesome in this skirt!" Stacy said holding a short black skirt with slits on the side up to me.
"I don't know. I hate skirts and dresses. Really I do!" I complained as I pushed it away.
"I think I found my dress," Trish said holding up a tan dress with patchwork roses on it. "That's great Trish," I said as leaned against a counter.
"Come on Case. You have to find something. We only have till 6 and it's already 4," Nora said.
"This is so completely me!!!" Stacy exclaimed as she walked out of the dressing room. She had on a velvet black mini skirt and a velvet trim tank that was mesh at the bottom.
"That is you Stace. And it looks great!" Trish said.
Nora had decided on a red cami that tied in the front and a short blue jean skirt. I was still undecided and very unhappy.
"Casey, you find something now, or we'll find something for you!!" Trish threatened.
"Fine, I'll find something!!" I exclaimed.
I finally decided on a white lace crochet cami and a chunky cardigan. Although I really wanted a pair of jeans, I got a paisley-print long skirt instead. After shopping for new shoes, like girls have to do when they get new clothes, we went to a coffee house and got some cappuccinos. Finally we were back the hotel around 5:15. I hurriedly showered, did my hair, make-up, and changed. I walked out of the bathroom and Shane's jaw dropped to the floor.
"Wow, you look, wow!" he said as he held out my cardigan to me.
"Thank you. You look very good too!" I said kissing his cheek.
He took my hand as I grabbed my bag and we walked down to the car. We drove to a beautiful restaurant, and waited at a table for the others to arrive. Jeff and Trish weren't far behind us. Next came Stacy and Andrew, then Nora and Chris Nowinski. We ordered some drinks and an appetizer and waited for two more people. I looked at the entrance and saw a familiar woman talking to the host. She was with Chris, Steph, and Paul. As she got closer to me my eyes began to bulge out of my head. Her red hair was unmistakable. I immediately stood up and ran to her.
"Amy!!! What the hell are you doing here?!" I exclaimed as we pulled away.
"Surprise!" she yelled.
"I guess maybe!" I said as she sat next to me. I hit Shane's shoulder and glared at him. "Was this the surprise you had?"
"Yes?" he said as a question instead of a statement. "Jerk!" I said with a smile.
"I know, I try," he joked as we ordered our food.
"I heard you did your first photo shoot today. I can't wait to see the pictures from it," Amy said.
"Yeah, it was fun. I thought it was gonna be bad but it wasn't. I really enjoyed it," I replied.
"That's good. They're usually fun."
"We should be getting the pictures tomorrow. I'll show them to you at the arena," Steph said.
"Okay, that'll be great."
"And we'll pick out the best ones to made up into posters and things like that," she said.
"Casey, you gonna do the run in with me tomorrow nite?" Jeff asked.
"Run in?" I questioned.
"Yeah. You'll see tomorrow. Don't worry about," he said with a smile.
"Sure, I'd love to go out there with you," I said.
"I'll tell Eric and we'll probably get the Big Show tomorrow nite as a team," he said with a bigger smile.
"Great!" I exclaimed as we began to enjoy our nite.