--The Next Monday--

I was walking around backstage all by my lonesome, everyone had left the locker room as soon as we got there. And hell... I wasn't about to spend the whole damn night all by myself in that stuffy room so I was walking around trying to find something to do.

Somehow I ended up in catering and I saw Dave sitting with some others and I headed over there. I sat next to him and after a while I noticed his staring. I looked at him oddly, "What?" Dave smiled and kept staring. I tried to ignore it but when you KNOW someone's staring it doesn't just go away.

"WHAT!?" Dave laughed, "Have I ever told you how beautiful you look when you smile?" I smiled, "Why no. I don't believe so." Dave pulled me onto his lap so I was nose to nose with him. "Andrea, you look extremely beautiful when you smile." I smiled and got even closer to him (although I don't know how I could've gotten closer) "You don't say." He smirked, "I do say." And what started as an innocent comment turned into a full fledged make out session.

After a few minutes Randy came over. "Hey guys..." Neither of us answered. "GUYS!!" I sighed and we looked at Randy, "Yes?" Randy smirked, "Think you can keep the PDA to a minimum while in catering? I mean... people are TRYING to eat here." I growled at Randy then looked at our table, "Where'd everyone go?" Randy laughed, "They left as soon as you started making out." I looked at Dave, "Oops." Dave laughed, "Oops??" I smiled meekly, "I feel bad, but at the same time I don't really care."

--The Next Week--

I was in the process of getting ready in the Evolution locker room. I had already gotten changed into a dark purple halter top and some seemingly skin tight jeans, I was just putting on the eye shadow and was about to start on the hair when there was an excited knock on the door.

I rolled my eyes at Dave who was not moving from his spot to answer the door and made my way over to the door myself. "No honey... don't get up. I'll get it." Dave smiled, "Thanks babe." I turned to flip him off and finally opened the door.

Stacy Keibler was standing there, "Oh My God! I have the best news!!" I smiled, "You won the lottery and are splitting it with me?" Stacy laughed, "Not quite. Guess who's gonna be in the audience tonight?!" I gasped, "FANS?!?" Stacy sighed, "Not them silly." I shrugged, "I dunno Stace... who?" Stacy squealed, "HOOBASTANK!"

I just stared at her, "Wait... did you say Hoobastank?!" Stacy nodded, "Isn't it great??" "HOLY SHIT! I have a segment out there." Dave wrapped his arms around me, "That's not all babe. They're coming back stage." I turned to him, "You KNEW about this?!" Dave smiled, "Sure did." Stacy laughed, "Seems a certain Dive caught their attention and they want to meet her." I gulped, "No shit?" Stacy smiled, "No shit."

My eyes widended, "Damn, I hope they don't mind 'Out of Control' is my entrance music." Dave smiled and gave me a reassuring squeeze, "Nope. They okayed it before it was ever used." I just stood there for a while.

"SHIT? I still gotta curl my hair!" Dave smiled, "You gonna curl all of it, or just the ends?" I smiled, "All of it. I know how much it turns you on." Dave smiled, "Correction... you ALWAYS turn me on. I just think the curly hair is hot babe." I smiled, "I know babe, that's why I'm doing it." I kissed him on the nose and went back to getting ready for the night.

I was walking around backstage nervous and bumped into Shawn Michaels. "Hey there. You okay? You look a little woozy." I smiled, "I'm fine Shawn. Well... not really." Shawn put his arm around my shoulder, "Tell good ol' HBK what's wrong honey." I giggled and Shawn's smile got bigger.

"Well... you know the music I come out to, right?" Shawn nodded, "No Sexy Boy... but yea it's good." I looked at him and rolled my eyes because it was obvious he was joking. "Well... as I was saying, the band that performs it is going to be here tonight." Shawn smiled and patted me on the back, "If they're coming here it means you got their attention and they want to meet you. Nothing bad honey."

I thought about what Shawn said, "You're right." Then I smiled and gave him a hug, "Has anyone told you how good you are at giving advice and listening to other's problems?" Shawn smiled, "It has been mentioned a few times." I nodded, "Figures." Shawn chuckled, "Speaking of this band... do you like any of them?"

I looked at Shawn and narrowed my eyes, "Nice subject change bucko. And to tell ya the truth I don't really know what they look like off the top of my head." Shawn raised an eyebrow, "And why is that?" I smiled sheepishly, "The copy of their cd that I have is just that, a COPY. I've only seen what they look like in the videos and the only one I can picture is the lead singer dude." Shawn laughed and shook his head.

"So there's no competition for Batista then?" I laughed, "Nope. Not from them at least. You on the other hand... that's another story all together." Shawn smiled, "Can't resist the charm, huh?" I laughed, "THAT... and I've like you since I was, what... 12." Shawn's eyes got wide, "How old are you now?"

I smiled sweetly, "It's not nice to ask a woman her age Mr. Hickenbottom. And 24." Shawn nodded, "The real name, huh?" I smiled sweetly, "Just kidding buddy. But yeah... I've liked you half of my life... that's kinda sad." Shawn chuckled, "How's that sad?" I smiled, "Oh... just that there are MANY women that can say the exact same thing, that's all."

Shawn chuckled, "Okay there honey." I swatted his arm, "I'm serious mister. TONS of little girls pictured you as their 'perfect man' when they were younger." Shawn smiled, "I'll remember to mention this to Becca sometime soon." I smiled, "You do that. She actually got you to settle down. Amen to that!"

Later that night I was waiting in the locker room for my segment. I was set to come out about half way thru the show, talk shit about young Randall, talk the rest of Evo up... you know, the usual for my character. Have I mentioned how much I hate the repetitiveness of this angle sometimes?

There was a knock on the door and Dave got up to get it this time. He stood at the door talking quietly for a few minutes and then let whomever it was inside. I wasn't aying any attention thought. I was pretty much staring off into space lost in thought. Laughter shook me out of my thoughts. I turn to glare at whomever is laughing, and imagine my surprise when standing there laughing at me is none other then Dave and Hoobastank.

My face went totally blanc then to screw with them I figured I'd go into my Evolution persona. I got a sinister smile on my face and stared at Hooba seductively. I stood up, "Oh, let me introduce myself. I'm Andrea." Then they started to introduce themselves.

"I'm..." I interrupted them before they could really even start, "Oh no. I don't care what your NAMES are. To me you're just Hoobastank." Then I got a sexy smile on my face, "You're a really hot Hoobastank, but that's besides the point."

They just stares at me for awhile before looking at each other, finally one of 'em spoke what they all must have been thinking. "Damn... she's a bitch." And I couldn't contain it anymore, I burst out laughing. They looked at me like I had a screw loose and eventually I stopped laughing.

"I'm sorry. That was just too much fun. My name really IS Andrea, but I'm not really like that I swear." Dave spoke up, "Yeah. That's only the act she puts on for the fans. Dre doesn't have a mean bone in her body." I rolled my eyes, "Sure babe. Okay... there's what I REALLY wanted to say... 'Holy Shit! You're HOOBASTANK!' Aren't you glad I kept that inside??" Then I smiled cheekily.

They were all chuckling. "I'm really good at comic relief, huh?" And I moved my eyebrows up and down a few times. "So... do you guys actually WATCH wrestling?" Some of them shrugged, others sort of nodded. "Okay then... if you don't like watching sweaty Gods wrestle, why are you here?"

They laughed and the lead singer spoke up, "We heard that you come out to 'Out of Control' and we were wondering if you were, I guess you could say 'cool enough,' to use the song." I smiled, "So... did I pass the test?" They smiled, "Yeah. Someone mentioned that you listen to our music all the time. Are you a really big fan?"

I smiled and nodded, "Yep. Hooba's pretty much always in my cd player. My cousin is actually a bigger fan then I am, she's actually the reason I like you guys in the first place. She listened to the cd so many times when I was with her that I became addicted." They laughed.

Dave and I chatted with Hoobastank for awhile, pretty much until it was time for me to go out there, then my music started. I came down to the ring, "First off, I'd like to mention Hoobastanks' in the crowd tonight. For those of you who don't know they perform my theme music 'Out of Control.' So go out and buy their hit album entitled, get this... Hoobastank." Amazingly I had some cheers for that. Hoobastank fans of course.

"Now for the reason I'm down here tonight. RANDY ORTON! You little piss ant! You stole the Heavyweight title right out from under H and you need to be punished DAMNIT!" Then I got that evil smile on my face, "So I took it upon myself to talk to Mr. Bishoff earlier tonight. You're opponent for this evening... KANE!" I left the ring and the two gentlemen, Randy and Kane that is, made their way to the ring while I went over to the announce table to announce this wonderful match with King and JR.

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