Chapter Three:

~*~Next Night~*~

"Amy! Hey, what's going on?" Jay said, walking into Amy's dressing room.

Amy jumped, feeling a hand on her shoulder; she turned and realized it was Jason.

"Oh, hey Jay. I'm just getting ready for this house show. There are a lot of people here tonight." She smiled.

"Oh! I know! I love seeing people, don't you?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's pretty cool. I love the reactions; of course, you know this by now obviously!" She laughed.

"Well, of course I do, we've been friends for a long time. Hey, how's about after the show tonight, I take you out to dinner?" He asked, feeling a little anxious.

"Ummm.... Well, Matt might..." she didn't have time to finish because he cut her off.

"This isn't a date Amy; it's just a little bitty get together! We haven't done anything like this for a while, especially now that everyone's on different shows, like Matt." He persuaded.

"Yeah, I guess your right. I suppose I could get something to eat after the show. Thanks Jay."

"No problem Ames!" He smiled, giving her a hug before he walked out of the dressing room. He leaned against the closed door. "Plan is into action, this is great."

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"Hold on one second, I'm coming!" Trish yelled from her dressing room, slipping on her shirt. She walked to the door and opened it, to find Chris standing there. "Hey Chris!" She greeted him with a smile.

"Hey Trish, what's going on?" He asked as she let him in.

"Nothing, just getting changed from my match. I'm all sweaty!" She laughed.

He laughed with her, watching her as she smiled, he loved her smile. "Hey, umm...Trish, can I ask you a question?"

She tried not to show her excitement, "sure, shoot."

"Ok, well, I was wondering if..." a ringing cut him off.

"Shoot, I'm sorry, hold that thought." She replied as she picked up her phone. "Yeah?" She asked in a sweet voice. She listened intently, her smile disappearing as more words were spoken. "Yeah, ok, I'll be there." She said, one single tear creeping down her face. She wiped it away before Chris could see.

Hanging up her phone, she looked at Chris and sighed. "I'm sorry Chris, I have to go. It's an, ummm.... emergency." She lied.

"Oh, are you okay?" He asked sympathetically.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She replied quickly. "I'll talk to you later."

"Yeah, ok. Bye Trish." Chris said, with hurt growing in his voice.

"Bye Chris, and I'm sorry about everything." She said, walking out the door.