Sorry for the wait guys school has kept me busy on the plus side…my teacher assigned us a writing assignment so that was a pleasure to better my writing skills anyways I had serious writers block. Then I though of a new chapter…hey ya have to have something to do while Mrs. Cregar is babbling on about WW2!

These words- tossing and turning on answers

She sighed as she tucked her planner into her bag. The limo pulled into the parking lot, paparazzi and fans waiting for her, she took a deep breath and pushed her sunglasses up so far that the it hurt her forehead. The door opened and she put one slender leg out then another and took the limo drivers hand and rising from her seat. She walked up the stone steps surprising herself that she could see them. She tried to think of what hotel this was but the sound of the fans droned out even her inside the head voice. She swung the doors open. The lobby was absolutely extravagant the ballroom-sized lobby had a sitting area where a number of…wait a second WWE superstars! Amy crept hoping none of the would see her she had changed in the limo into a long white coat with jeans and a tank top underneath she prayed none would she her…but as we blame Christy Hemme for just about everything…

"Lita!"

Again she stiffened…

'Walk away maybe they wont know its you' the voice inside her head coached

She took faster steps…but as we all know it would not be a great story if Vince McMahon did not partake in her miserable day.

"I'd like to have a word with you miss Dumas"

"And I would not" she replied quickly

With cat like reflexes Vince snatched her arm. She whirled around but not so fast that she could see the surprised looks on her ex-coworkers faces.

"I wasn't asking for your opinion!"

She flinched at his voice the clerk came running over in her high heels. She looked to be a teenager she was a little under average height with full boobs and a flattering figure she was wearing a short uniform plaid skirt and thigh high socks with a dress shirt blazer and a tie.

"Here you go Miss Dumas!"

Amy cocked her head to the side again. That's when she realized that even without the make up the girl was absolutely gorgeous. Her nametag read, 'Hayley'

"Thank you…Hayley"

The tiny blonde nodded her head and said, "If you need anything Miss Dumas please call me"

Amy nodded her head and snapped her attention to Vince Again

"I am NOT a child I don't owe you shit so back up off me!"

Her tone was ferocious as a lioness's, scaring everyone. She tossed her Blonde locks over her shoulder and walked towards the elevator where James was waiting with her bags

"Suite Floor" She growled

She stepped into the elevator.

She tossed and turned…the day had been a hell ride that much was certain she hated her life it had been a hellhole since she had left. She wasn't in singing for the shit of it. She loved to sing but as much as she loved it she loved wrestling 10 x's more. Her own lyrics came back into her head… 'I can't go back to where I was before because I'm afraid if I go back I'll fall.' She sighed and reached for the phone and hit one on the speed dial…riiiiiiiiiiiing riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing riiiiiiiiii- "Front desk Hayley speaking!"

"Hey Hayley it's Amy Dumas"

"Oh hey what's up?"

"Is your offer still up?"

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