Author's Note: The usual...I don't own anyone except for Kiara Mayson. I don't own the music either. Enjoy and don't forget to send in your reviews! Constructive critisim is always welcome =) Sorry if this chapter blows chunks, I need some ideas! I had this on my computer for awhile so, I'm just wrapping it up. I need ideas! Please, be kind and help =) Thank you!
Chapter 8
Everybody was now in Phoenix, Arizona for the week's taping of Monday Night Raw. It was about two o'clock in the afternoon, way before the time that the show was going to kick off and Kiara had just arrived with Trish and Test. During the whole flight, Trish sat on the window side of the three-seater so Kiara and Test could be together. All they did was flirt during the flight. For example, one time when Kiara had to go to the bathroom and Test was sitting closest to the aisle, she was going past him when she "accidently" fell into his lap. Trish laughed to herself and hid her smile, continuing to pretend to look out the window. They were walking into the arena, with Test holding the door open for both ladies. Trish went in first as Kiara stepped in after her and waited for Test.
While Trish Stratus was walking along the halls, she caught a flash of red that was obviously recgonizable. She smirked and shouted "AMY DUMAS EATS CAT POO FROM THE LITTER BOX!" Kiara's eyes lit up when she heard the comment and saw Lita walk out of a room.
"AMY!" Kiara screamed as she ran towards her best friends, who were already hugging.
"KIA! TRISHY!" Lita squealed as she hugged Kiara. Test came walking over, smiling.
"Welcome back, Amy!" He said to her, as he approached the ladies.
"Thanks, Andrew. I just came to see my girls for tonight. I'm officially returning back to the ring in two weeks." She replied, all smiles.
"Wahoo! Amy-Bamy-Bo-Mamy is back!" Kiara cheered, doing a cartwheel in the halls. Trish, Test and Lita laughed.
"It looks like Kia-Mia-Bo-Dia is back to her old self!" Trish said, as she grabbed her luggage.
"Then does that mean you're Trish-Kish-Bo-Fish?" Test questioned, trying to get a hang of the little game. Amy and Trish laughed, as Kiara was skipping to her locker room.
"Actually, I'm Trishy-Dishy-De-Lishy!" She told him, following Kiara. The two were heading to their locker room as Amy turned to Test and asked,
"What's the deal with you and Kiara?" Test looked down at her and smiled.
"I like her. She likes me. But, we're taking it slow. She doesn't want to rush into anything because of what happened with Randy and her. Did you hear about that?"
"Yeah, I saw it on TV. And also Trish called me and told me. So, when do you think it's going to grow into a boyfriend/girlfriend thing? Because you know...you guys can double with Matt and I. It'd be so much fun. Movies, bowling, dinner...you know! All that stuff." Test held both his hands out, causing Lita to stop talking.
"Whoa! Amy Dumas, you're talking crazy here. We're going slow. So, it may take awhile but, I'm willing to wait forever for Kiara." He told her, as Lita held her hands to her heart.
"That's so sweet!" She gushed.
The night went on, and Raw went to air. Kiara was scheduled in a match against Gail Kim. Gail entered the ring, waiting as Trapt's "Headstrong" played and the crowd cheered as Kiara Mayson stepped out from behind the black curtains, dressed in a pair of blue stretch-denim shorts and a white halter top. She walked down to the ring, grinning as Gail gave her an evil look. She slid in and automatically, Gail Kim started attacking her. The two began to fight, throwing hit for hit. Finally, Kiara was stable and she kicked Gail in the stomach, nailing her with a DDT. Gail was down and Kiara went for the cover. She only got a two count. The match continued, with the momentum shifting back and forth. Near the end of the match, Randy Orton had stepped out from backstage and was headed to the ring. Kiara watched him as Gail was recovering from a chick kick to the head. 'What?! This wasn't scheduled!' Kiara thought, distracted. Gail rolled her up from behind, holding her shorts. But, the ref didn't notice. Gail got a cheap victory and quickly ran backstage as Randy slid into the ring. In a matter of seconds, the two of them stood face to face. It was again like how Test and Kiara were, just a few weeks ago. "What do you want?" Kiara asked him, placing her hands on her hips.
"I don't need you anymore!" He stated, pushing her back. She retaliated with a hard push of her own and the two began going at it. Kiara, being the small stature that she was, was actually competition for Randy Orton. But, it soon ended when Randy kicked Kiara in the stomach and executed a vicious powerbomb on her. The crowd booed as his music played and he smiled one hell of a cocky smile.
Chapter 8
Everybody was now in Phoenix, Arizona for the week's taping of Monday Night Raw. It was about two o'clock in the afternoon, way before the time that the show was going to kick off and Kiara had just arrived with Trish and Test. During the whole flight, Trish sat on the window side of the three-seater so Kiara and Test could be together. All they did was flirt during the flight. For example, one time when Kiara had to go to the bathroom and Test was sitting closest to the aisle, she was going past him when she "accidently" fell into his lap. Trish laughed to herself and hid her smile, continuing to pretend to look out the window. They were walking into the arena, with Test holding the door open for both ladies. Trish went in first as Kiara stepped in after her and waited for Test.
While Trish Stratus was walking along the halls, she caught a flash of red that was obviously recgonizable. She smirked and shouted "AMY DUMAS EATS CAT POO FROM THE LITTER BOX!" Kiara's eyes lit up when she heard the comment and saw Lita walk out of a room.
"AMY!" Kiara screamed as she ran towards her best friends, who were already hugging.
"KIA! TRISHY!" Lita squealed as she hugged Kiara. Test came walking over, smiling.
"Welcome back, Amy!" He said to her, as he approached the ladies.
"Thanks, Andrew. I just came to see my girls for tonight. I'm officially returning back to the ring in two weeks." She replied, all smiles.
"Wahoo! Amy-Bamy-Bo-Mamy is back!" Kiara cheered, doing a cartwheel in the halls. Trish, Test and Lita laughed.
"It looks like Kia-Mia-Bo-Dia is back to her old self!" Trish said, as she grabbed her luggage.
"Then does that mean you're Trish-Kish-Bo-Fish?" Test questioned, trying to get a hang of the little game. Amy and Trish laughed, as Kiara was skipping to her locker room.
"Actually, I'm Trishy-Dishy-De-Lishy!" She told him, following Kiara. The two were heading to their locker room as Amy turned to Test and asked,
"What's the deal with you and Kiara?" Test looked down at her and smiled.
"I like her. She likes me. But, we're taking it slow. She doesn't want to rush into anything because of what happened with Randy and her. Did you hear about that?"
"Yeah, I saw it on TV. And also Trish called me and told me. So, when do you think it's going to grow into a boyfriend/girlfriend thing? Because you know...you guys can double with Matt and I. It'd be so much fun. Movies, bowling, dinner...you know! All that stuff." Test held both his hands out, causing Lita to stop talking.
"Whoa! Amy Dumas, you're talking crazy here. We're going slow. So, it may take awhile but, I'm willing to wait forever for Kiara." He told her, as Lita held her hands to her heart.
"That's so sweet!" She gushed.
The night went on, and Raw went to air. Kiara was scheduled in a match against Gail Kim. Gail entered the ring, waiting as Trapt's "Headstrong" played and the crowd cheered as Kiara Mayson stepped out from behind the black curtains, dressed in a pair of blue stretch-denim shorts and a white halter top. She walked down to the ring, grinning as Gail gave her an evil look. She slid in and automatically, Gail Kim started attacking her. The two began to fight, throwing hit for hit. Finally, Kiara was stable and she kicked Gail in the stomach, nailing her with a DDT. Gail was down and Kiara went for the cover. She only got a two count. The match continued, with the momentum shifting back and forth. Near the end of the match, Randy Orton had stepped out from backstage and was headed to the ring. Kiara watched him as Gail was recovering from a chick kick to the head. 'What?! This wasn't scheduled!' Kiara thought, distracted. Gail rolled her up from behind, holding her shorts. But, the ref didn't notice. Gail got a cheap victory and quickly ran backstage as Randy slid into the ring. In a matter of seconds, the two of them stood face to face. It was again like how Test and Kiara were, just a few weeks ago. "What do you want?" Kiara asked him, placing her hands on her hips.
"I don't need you anymore!" He stated, pushing her back. She retaliated with a hard push of her own and the two began going at it. Kiara, being the small stature that she was, was actually competition for Randy Orton. But, it soon ended when Randy kicked Kiara in the stomach and executed a vicious powerbomb on her. The crowd booed as his music played and he smiled one hell of a cocky smile.