A/N: Let's recapture what happened so far: John proposes, Misty accepts, Misty doesn't like Randy, and they're going to Vegas to get married. Everybody got that?
They finally arrived to Sin City. A place where everywhere you go a sin is being made every second. They checked into the Mandalay Bay Hotel and Casino.
"You can check in for us. I'll get the bags out of the car." John said.
"Okay."
As Misty was checking in and paying for their hotel, a voice screamed from behind her.
"Misty! Is that you? Oh my goshies!"
Misty turned around and couldn't believe whom it was. It was Jenny, her friend from childhood. Just one look at her brought back the memories they had.
"Oh my God! You're still alive!"
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"Nothing." She responded a little innocently, "So what are you doing here anyways?"
"I came here to do a little gambling and I heard RAW was going to be taped here. How about you? What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to…"
Before Misty could finish her answer, Jenny's mouth dropped. Misty turned around to see what she was staring at, but was quickly turned around facing Jenny again.
"What are you looking at?" Misty asked curiously.
"You didn't see him? You actually didn't see him?"
"See who?"
"John Cena! I remember back in the day, I always said he was your man and you'd always deny it. It was so funny."
Misty turned and saw her soon to be husband. He waved at her. She waved back. Jenny stared at Misty in shock and pulled her hand down.
"What are you doing!" Jenny asked.
"What?"
"You never wave to someone as famous as he is. Now he thinks you're a crazy fan or a stalker or something."
Misty rolled her eyes. She decided to finish explaining why she was here in the first place.
"You didn't even let me finish why I'm here."
"Oh yeah. Why are you here?"
"I'm here to get married."
"You are! Oh my goshies! Can I come? Can I come? Please? Please?" Jenny pleaded.
"I guess."
"Who are you going to marry?"
"John Cena."
Jenny laughed hysterically. She laughed so hard that she went lying on the floor, pounding the ground with her hands. She got up with tears in her eyes.
"Don't make me bust a gut Misty. But seriously, who are you going to marry?"
"I just told you. I'm going to marry John Cena."
"Right. And I'm going to marry Batista." She responded with a little sarcasm.
"No, really. I'm going to marry John Cena."
"Prove it."
Misty showed Jenny her hand. Jenny eyed her hand. She saw the 'Life' brass knuckle on her hand. At first she thought it was fake, like the one you get online, but she took a closer look at it. The brass knuckle on her hand was the real deal.
"You really are marrying John Cena!"
"I know. It's kind of like a fairy tale isn't it? Except fairy tales don't have two people in love eloping."
"Well, I think it's romantic. You're a lucky bitch, you know that! I can't even get my man to notice me."
"Who's your man?"
Jenny felt hurt. After all these years, Misty forgot who her man was.
"Batista. Duh!"
"Oh yeah. You're still chasing Batista?"
"Yup. I'm going to RAW so I can see my man up close and personal."
"Does Batista even know you?"
"Nope, but when I get him alone he will," She said smiling mischievously. "I have two extra tickets. Do you and John want to go to RAW with me?"
"Okay."
Jenny's cell phone rang. She excused herself from Misty.
"Hello?"
"Hey Jenny! It's me Carmella."
"Hey! Guess who's in Vegas?"
"Who?"
"John Cena! He's getting married to a friend of mine."
"He is? That bastard didn't even tell his family about his own wedding!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh…Uhm…nothing. I was just calling to see how your vacation was going."
"It's going good."
"That's great. Listen, I gotta call an important person okay?"
"Okay. Bye"
Carmella dialed her brother's cell phone. John's phone rang. He picked it up.
"Hello?"
"What the fuck are you doing in Vegas!"
"Carmella? How do you know I'm in Vegas?"
"You're wife's friend told me. Don't try to change the subject about me knowing you're in Vegas. How come you didn't invite the family, huh? You know what? Forget this! I'm telling Mom!"
"Carmella, wait!"
She hung up, leaving John at the other end pissed. He wanted to know which one of Misty's friend told Carmella. John felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around. It was Misty and Jenny.
"Who's your friend?" asked John.
"Who?" replied Misty.
"Her." He pointed at Jenny.
"Are you talking to me?" asked Jenny.
"No, I'm talking to Misty."
"What was the question again?"
"Who's your friend?"
"Her?" she said pointed at Jenny.
"Yes."
"That's Jenny."
"Are you talking to me?" Jenny asked again.
"No!" They both said in unison.
"Is it okay if I invite her to our wedding?" Misty asked.
"She knows about our wedding?"
"Yeah."
John looked at Jenny.
"You told my sister about our wedding!" he screamed.
"Who's your sister?" Jenny questioned.
"Carmella."
"You're Carmella's brother? What a small world we live in. Don't you think?" answered Jenny.
"It's because of you, Carmella knows that I'm in Vegas getting married and she's going to tell our mom."
Jenny whispered in Misty's ear. "I think you're going to marry a mama's boy."
"Calm down, John. Don't get mad at Jenny. Besides, we need her."
"Why do we need her?"
"Because in order to get married you need a witness and Jenny's going to be our witness and my bridesmaid."
"Okay." He grumbled under his breath.
Jenny went over to John.
"I didn't mean to tell your sister. In fact, I didn't even know you two were related."
"Don't worry about it," he said, "I'll take care of her after we get married."
The trio went on 'The Strip' to find a chapel. Every block had a chapel, but they wanted the perfect chapel. Hours after hours of searching, they finally found the right chapel. John and Misty decided to get married after they went to RAW. John started thinking. Since Misty has a bridesmaid why couldn't he get a best man? After all it did seem unfair to him. So he decided to phone ahead and let Randy in on their wedding plans.
A/N: This probably has to be the longest chapter I wrote and I'm very proud of myself! I added myself in there. I don't know why, but I hope you like my character asI add more stories and chapters.