Disclaimer: I do not own any wrestlers or racecar drivers. WWE and NASCAR own them. I only own Mikayla. Raechel and Amanda own themselves. At this time I want to thank all who have reviewed my story. I would like to thank wwediva, qtea-angel, randysprincess, Lauren Grant, randy-john-lover, OrtonsMistress, huntersgirl, Latisha C, and Batistas babe. Thank you for reviewing my story and liking it. Also I am going to be working on a Favors For Love and Onscreen To Offscreen very soon. Hope yall like those as well. Thanks – Stacy "Giggles"

Thanks to Amanda for all the help with this chapter! Couldn't have done it without ya girl!

Chapter 10

After making the deal with her uncle and cousin she walked them to the door, bid them goodbye, and watched as they loaded her custom chopper 'Sunny's Bike' onto their trailer. Just as she was about to walk into the living room her doorbell rang. When she opened it she noticed the three men standing on the other side and smirked a little. She looked at the concerned faces of Jon Cena, Dave Bautista, and Dale Earnhardt Jr.

"Knew you three would show up sooner or later. So let's go into the living room and get this over with. Because John you and Rae need to fly out to Houston and Dave, Amanda, and I need to fly out to Ft. Worth."

Mikayla followed the three men into the living room and watched as two of them sat by their significant others. She walked over to the couch and sat next to Junior. She could just tell he was the chosen speaker between the three and that was probably because he knew her the best.

"You really fuckin worried us the other night Mikayla Shawna Michaels. What the fuck were you thinkin' wanderin off like that? Shit…were you even thinkin' at all Kayla?"

Just as she was about to open her mouth to say something he held his hand up.

"I am far from over young lady. Do you realize that you were acting like a child the other night? Wanderin off to only God knows where with God knows who…"

"Ok back the fuck up a second Dale Earnhardt Jr! Are you tryin to imply that I am some fuckin whore? Because I am not. For your information and you two idiot's as well I was with Randy talking to him about getting together. We both realized last night that we really like each other. That is where the fuck I was the other night. And as for not tellin' anyone where in the hell I was I didn't know I needed to check in with anyone. I am a big girl. I don't expect yall to check in with me when ya go somewhere and you shouldn't expect that from me. Now I know you guys love me and that is why you were worried but you handled this whole thing all wrong. But what's in the past is just that…the past. We're all ok."

Mikayla paused and looked at her friends who looked like scolded dogs with their tails between their legs.

"We're sorry Kayla. You're right. Now that this is all over with we all have to get to packin to get on the road."

Mikayla walked to the door with Junior. She hugged him and kissed his cheek. She bid him goodbye with promises of phone calls later. That was soon followed by a goodbye to John and Dave. Those two had earlier flights then the girls because they had appearances to do.

"What a long day this is gonna be."

Then Mikayla walked back into the living room and looked at the clock on the wall.

"Guys! I gotta get ready!"

Amanda and Raechel rushed her into her bedroom and helped her with her make-up, hair, and getting her outfit just right. Then the three of them headed to the airport. Raechel was heading to Houston since John was doing an event now. Amanda and Mikayla were heading to Ft. Worth to meet up with Dave and Randy. Mikayla was so nervous. Tonight was going to be the night she told Randy she wanted to be with him. As Amanda and Mikayla made it into their hotel room in Ft. Worth they both smiled.

"So are you ready for tonight Mikayla?"

"Yeah. I'm just nervous is all."

"It'll be fine Kayla. He really cares about you and wants to be with you."

"I know…it's just in the back of my mind I can't help but wonder…"

Before Mikayla could finish her sentence Amanda did for her.

"Why me?"

"Yeah. I mean look at him. He could have any woman in the world and yet he wants me. Normally I am not a self conscious person, but he brings it out of me."

"I was the same way with Dave. I couldn't help but wonder why me. Hell there are still times I wonder that."

"So what did you do?"

"Talked to him once we were together and comfortable in our new relationship."

"What did he say?"

"He told me that just because he might be able to have any woman he didn't want them. He told me he wanted me. Now I ain't saying that the wondering of it all went poof and vanished right then and there. But he helped me work on it."

Mikayla nodded and looked at her outfit for the night. It was a black skirt with a few ruffles on the bottom. Then for a shirt she took out one of Randy's button up shirts she had Dave steal from him just for the occasion. It was a white shirt with thin black pinstripes on it. Then she pulled her hair up into a bun and secured it with one black chopstick. She put on her glasses after she applied her makeup. She noticed Amanda was looking at her weird as she pulled on her black heels. After fastening the straps on her ankle she looked at her friend.

"What is it?"

"When did you start wearing your glasses again? For awhile there you had contacts didn't you?"

"Yeah but according to Dave and John…well Randy likes me in my glasses. So I am gonna wear them tonight."

Amanda nodded and looked over her own outfit. She was wearing black pants, a black shirt that was a little big on her, and her black boots. She curled her hair and applied her makeup to finish it all off.

"Pretty soon and I won't be able to wear this shit anymore. I'll have to wear maternity clothes again."

"Hey ya remember my friend Cammie?"

"Yeah. What about her?"

"She has some really cute pregnancy clothes in her store. Maybe next time you have some free time you can come visit me with the kids and we'll go shopping."

As Amanda nodded they headed out of the hotel and into the awaiting limo to go to the arena. The whole twenty minute ride there was filled with Amanda reassuring her young friend that she was doing the right thing.