They rushed to the backstage entrance when Erica remembered to special clothes they bought to impress John and Rey.

Erica stopped in the middle of the walkway and quickly turned on her heels. "Come on. We got to go to the bathroom and change. Remember?" Erica motioned to the bag she was holding.

"Right," Marilyn agreed as they raced to the ladies room. They dressed lightning quick and once again was in a hurry.

As the approached the door to backstage they were met by a security guard. This looks like trouble, Erica thought to herself. "Let me do all the talking," Erica whispered to Marilyn.

"Hi there, We have passes to go backstage, so can you let us through?" Erica added her angelic smile that no one could say no to.

"Hold on there," The guard said in a booming voice, "What are your names?"

"Erica and Marilyn," Marilyn answered for both of them. She began to tap her foot impaciently.

"Calm down," Erica whispered as the guard cleared his throat.

"There have been special instructions set for you two," there was a trace of mystery in his voice.

"What are you talking about? What kind of special instructions?" Erica wondered out loud.

"You are to be escorted to the lounge backstage where your hosts will be waiting for you?"

"Is this just a little wierd or is it me?" Marilyn whispered to Erica who gave her a puzzled look.

"OK Whatever you say," Erica turned to Marilyn, " Just go along with it. Either way we get backstage."

As they walked into the doors, their "escort" was waiting for them. To their suprise it was Chris Beniot. "I recongize you ladies. My friend is waiting for you."

"Aight. So what do you guys do back here, I mean after your matches and stuff."

"We just chill. Theres a lounge back here where we just sit and joke around. Some crazy stuff happens back here. Especially when we play truth or dare."

"That sounds like Meadowbrook field trip buses. I remember one time when I had to kiss this boy." Erica laughed. That was in middle school.

"Oh My Gawd. I remember that. That was forever ago. I miss that. Of course I never did any of that cuz I'm not crazy like this crazy a bitch here."

"Dont hate just because you cant be like me." Erica teased, "Betcha cant do it like me." Both Girls grinned as Erica started to do some ghetto dance.

"I see why Rey is interested." Chris whispered to himself

"Huh? What you say?" Erica was back from the "ole days"

"Nothin. There all in here." Chris pointed to a door. Chris went in first and was greeted by Chavo. "Hey man. Watsup."

But Erica and Marilyn were distracted. "Hey Rey" Erica walked over to where he was. Marilyn followed but was cut off.

"Hey baby. You saw my match" John said smoothly.

"Yea. You were great. I liked the end when you and Rey double teamed Edge." She smiled.

"Yea We make a good team dont we man?" He asked Rey.

"Yea man, We should do that again, only next time its JBL's turn."

"I heard that," Erica jumped in, "I hate him. He's always bad mouthen Eddie."

"I like this girl." Rey teased.

"Thats not a bad idea," Mr McMahon came out of nowhere.

"What?" Marilyn inquired.

"Rey, How would you like join RAW and become John's tag team partner. Yea that would be great. The Underdog and Chainganger. Ok its already settled. You transfer to RAW in two weeks." Mr. McMahon walked off.

"What just happened?" Rey questioned.

"I think we tag team partners. We gonna take the title from MNM." John said.

"That was strange" Erica said

"Yea it was. Does he do that a lot?" Rey wondered.

"Yea he just walks around and randomly starts coming up with new story lines." John said kinda annoyed.

"I never really liked him." Erica stated.

"Who does?" Marilyn joked. Everyone laughed. Erica's cell phone started to ring a Eminem ringtone.

"You like Eminem?" Rey questioned as Erica nodded her head and checked to caller ID on her phone.

Erica sighed. "Its Kevin. Marilyn tell him I cant talk and to stop callin my phone." Erica handed Marilyn that phone and she did what she was instructed to do.

"I know I just met you and everything but who is Kevin?" Rey was curious

"He a major creep who likes me. I cant stand him and he never gets the message." Erica rolled her eyes. She couldnt believe her ex best friend, Trisha gave him her number.

"Yea he calls her 24/7." Marilyn handed the gray nokia back to Erica, "He said he'll call you tomorrow. I tried to tell him you're not interested but he doesnt listen."

"I should just get my number changed." Erica put her phone away as two familiar faces strutted their way.

"Hey gurls. Hey John, Rey."

"Hey Trish, Mickie," John said wondering what they wanted.

"We were wondering you guys wanted to come with us to the club thats down the street. You can bring your friends if you want." Trish said eyeing Marilyn and Erica.

"Do you guys wanna go" Rey asked.

"Hell yea." Erica and Marilyn replied in unison.

"Then thats where we goin"

At the club

"Where did you get those fake IDs." Rey inquired looking at Erica.

"We always carry them around so we can go to bars and partys with out getting in trouble." Erica laughed at the question, "C'mon Lets dance." Erica pulled Rey out onto the dance floor. Marilyn giggled to see Erica out there dancing like some black girl from the ghetto because thats what she acted like. Just like John, she thought to herself.

"Do you want a drink or somethin." John asked

"Yea. I need something right about now." Marilyn smiled. This was the first date she had been on since Chris, another white chocolate boy. Maybe Erica was right. Theres more fish in the sea. Sexy fish.

Erica and Rey came trotting back from the dance floor. "Hey Can I get a hard lemonade?" Erica ordered. "I'm tired. I love to dance."

"Yea yea." Marilyn rolled her eyes. Erica was always the outgoing one. "Hey look its Trish and Mickie."

"Hey, You forgot to wait for us in the parking lot." Mickie tried to look sad but kept smiling.

"John, Do you wanna dance?" Trish tried to act flirty.

"Yea I would love to," John smiled, "With Marilyn." He grabbed her hand and dragged her out there as Trish stompped away. "Thanks. She's always hitting on me but I broke up with her for a reason."

"No problem."

"So how are you and Erica friends? I mean you two seem so different."

"We are believe me. People call her the uh oh oreo because she white on the outside but black on the inside, like," A grin danced across John's face, "And me the Oreo because I'm black on the outside and . . ."

"White on the inside." John finished for her.

"Yea. We're way different but the same at the same time. Its hard to explain but nonetheless she's still my best friend."

"Aight, aight. Cool," John gazed into her beautiful brown eyes but Marilyn looked away.

"Lets go back to the table. I'm getting kinda hot over here." or is it just you, Marilyn thought.

"Have yall ever done anything illegal?" Erica grinned devilishly.

"Come on Erica. Not that story again." Marilyn moaned as she reached the table.

"What? Everyone loves that story."

"What story?" Rey wanted to know.

"When me and Marilyn we're in high school, I broke into this girls locker and stole all of her stuff. She had name brand clothes, school books, notes, and a bunch of other stuff. It wasnt my fault I knew how to pick a lock and she was on my bad side that day. So I took her stuff to the chem lab and poured a whole bunch of chemicals on it. I wasnt too good at chemstry and I didnt know I made an explosive combnation until Marilyn found me and told me. We ran out the school just in time because when all of her stuff blew up, so did half the school." Erica laughed.

"It wasnt funny. You got put on 2 years of probation and I got six months and I didnt do anything."

"What did the girl do to you?" John still laughing.

"She stole my boyfriend." Erica shrugged.

"Damn, Something that simple and you go pyhcotic on the girl." Mickie pretended to be serious and then laughed, "I'll stay away from Rey. I dont want you to break into my room and blow my stuff up." Erica blushed.

"He's not my, I mean we're not you know together."

"Not yet" Rey whispered into her ear. Erica felt her phone vibrate in her pocket.

"What the . . ." Erica jumped up. "Oh its my little sister." Erica read the message to herself:

Hey sis meet me the spot

But little did her sister know that she was there. 'The spot' is what they called the club that they were at. Erica texted back:

Already there w/ friends call me when u get here

"Marilyn!" Erica shouted over the music. "Liz is gonna be here soon"

"Who?"

"Liz. My sister"

"Oh OK. She still got her fake ID?"

"Yea"

"Who's comin?" Rey wondered out loud

"My sister. She's really cool but I have watch how much she drinks. She can get a little crazy." Erica and Rey laughed. All of the sudden, Everyone's attention was turned to a blonde girl dancing on the bar to "Dip it low" by Christina Millian. All the guys were whistling and shouting.

"ELIZABETH CHERIE!"

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