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Title: Instant Messenger 11?

Author: Harmoni

Category: WWE

Rating: T for teen...cuz I like to swear hehehe

Summary: A nice messenger chat with WWE imposters becomes her way for escape. Cause that's all they were, Imposters. she wasn't that dense, she just wanted to pretend and play along cuz that's what they were doing.. Right?

Disclaimer: the OC's belong to me… wrestlers belong to the WWE and themselves,

Spoilers: Randy is suspended, and I'll prolly just make it up as I go along… I might follow some things that happen and discard the rest. My fan fic, my rules ha ha ha)

Feedback: Please

Author's Note: Ahem if this completely sucks, I'm blaming it on my feverish mind… I wrote this while sick. There is an explanation behind this story that I may perhaps share at a later date. I dreamed half of it… but that's how a lot of my fics start...and before people go on about another Randy story… SOOOO not my fault… My Randy Muse is running rampant and SOOOO not my fault… please tell me what you honestly think it's written in 1st person which I usually don't do… oh and this part is unbetaed…my poor girl's internet is down.. grrrrrr…

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John: hey Princess.

Lana: hi.

John: Whatcha doin?

Lana: shrugs Watching TV.

John: Can we talk?

Lana: We already are and I know what you're gonna talk to me about and I don't think I want to talk to you about it.

John: We're all just trying to understand.

Lana: You talk to Danni, she has a big mouth.

John: You still mad at your cousin?

Lana: not so much. I know she has her reasons, even if I do think she's being dumb.

John: Danni tells us you have your reasons, can't you tell us your reasons, cuz she won't.

Lana: What are you talking about? I gave in to Randy, didn't he tell you that?

John: Yes but you expect anyone to believe that?

Lana: Got him off the phone…

John: So why you hate him now?

Lana: I don't.

John: you act like it.

Lana: I don't. First I was freaked out cuz it was him. Then I was mad because him and Danni were scheming behind my back. That's not cool.

John: lol okay Carlito.

Lana:p

John: and now?

Lana: Never wanted him to kiss me.

John: He kissed you?

Lana :I can't be in a relationship right now John, I can't. it's not fair to him.

John: why?

Lana: It isn't, just trust me.

John: What about friendship? Can't you do that? You guys were getting a long great before.

Lana: Why are you trying so hard? Why is he? I'm a nobody, I'm nothing special.

John: Obviously he doesn't think so Princess. If he thought that way he woulda left you alone a long time ago. So instead of putting him through this hell and making him miserable, cuz he's no fun to hang out with on the road, why don't you both take a crack at it on being friends.

Lana: I don't know.

John: I ain't gonna push you but Danni says you haven't been exactly pleasant either, so I'm thinking you and Orton, you need to talk. Just talk on here like you used to, see what happens?

Lana: And when did you become a therapist?

John: lol, I am a doctor.

Lana: Thuganomics, psychology.. hmmmmm… you're right they do sound very similar. Well damn I'm canceling my appt. with my doctor and I'll just go to you from now on.

John: Princess, I doubt you could afford me.

Lana: Already am getting it free.

John: it's a one time thing, don't get used to it.

Lana: Do you like my cousin?

John: Where the hell did that come from?

Lana: You're talking to her now aren't you?

John: Yeah, we mostly talk about you two.

Lana: So do you like her?

John: Aren't we discussing u? But yeah Danni's pretty cool. So u gonna talk to Orton?

Lana: sighs fine we'll talk. But you tell him that no more kissing or anything, otherwise I'm punching him.

John: You're feisty, I like that.

Lana: Meh, I try.

John: That must be why Randy likes you. That, and you rejected him….lol… who turns down Randy Orton…?

Lana: raises eyebrow If you like him so much why don't you go out with him?

John: Cuz that's just getting a little too weird. 'sides, we wouldn't wanna disappoint all the lovely ladies.

Lana: rolls eyes oh please. I'm sure they'd all survive.

John: ouch you're mean.

Lana: And you wrestlers are a bunch of wusses. Doesn't take much to wound you does it?

John: We're a sensitive bunch.

Lana: That's hard to believe…Hold on there's someone at my door.

I ran to the door as it rang again and threw it open, staring at Danni in surprise.

"Since when do you ring?"

"I didn't want you throwing stuff at me. I just came to drop something off, I gotta get back to work."

"What?" I asked, trying to remember what I had leant her.

She gave me a little smile as her eyes drifted to the side and out stepped Randy from behind the wall. My eyes widened as I touched my hair, thankful I had gone out for a short walk earlier and my wig was still on.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered.

He shrugged, leaning against the door jamb. "I told you when I had some time off I would come see you."

"No you threatened. Big difference."

"I gotta get back to work." Danni said, waving at them both as she left.

"You gonna invite me in?" He asked.

"Do I have to?" I asked but a small smile was on my face.

"You seem to be in a better mood. John cheer you up?"

I narrowed my eyes. "Does he report everything to you?"

"Just what I ask him to and don't worry I won't give you a reason to punch me."

"Okay fine I'll let you in."

He moved to come in but I put my arm across, stopping him. He looked at me, a puzzled look on his face.

"I'm serious Randy, this is to remain friends only. I don't want you getting crazy notions in your head like falling in love with me."

He held out his hand. "Fine we're friends."

We shook on it.

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"Lana, I'm home." My mom called

"And I'm going out." I told her as I grabbed Randy's arm and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?"

I shrugged, "Dinner. You want anything?"

She shook her head a small excited smile on her face as she kissed me on the forehead. "No you two have fun and look after my daughter."

"Of course Mrs. Mitchell." Randy said.

I held out my hand for the keys to the car but my mom ignored me, instead handing them to Randy.

"I'd feel much safer if he drives, baby."

I nodded, knowing she worried about me still and although it bugged me sometimes Id be like that too, considering I once almost drove into a ditch one time when I was out driving. It was in between Chemo rounds so I thought I'd be okay. Luckily Danni was there.

"So where are we going?" Randy asked, as we got in the car.

I shrugged. "What do you feel like?"

"Where do you like eating?"

I smiled. "Old Spaghetti Factory." I gave him the directions and we just chatted as we went there.

Talking to him was a lot of fun. We chatted about stupid things but got too know each other at the same time. He told me about some of the wrestlers backstage, what it was like and everything. He admitted how he had gotten too cocky and yes his ego became over sized but when they suspended him, he realized that if he kept going that way he's be out of a job soon.

I didn't tell him much about my present life. I did tell him about my dad leaving my mom alone with a baby when she was young, how my dad's family rallied around her and how Danni's mom, Auntie Kay, and my mom were best friends and were pregnant with both of us at the same time. I told him what it was like living with one parent and no other siblings but how I spent so much time with Danni that I considered her my sister.

When we got to the restaurant, we continued talking as we were seated and bread was served which I automatically dug into .

"So this is your favorite place?" he asked.

I nodded, giving him the bread. "They give you a 3 course meal with salad, and ice cream. Get the lasagna, it's awesome."

"Okay I will." He smiled, ordering for us both when the waiter came by.

"So why?" I asked, suddenly changing the subject.

"Why what?" He asked, lifting an eyebrow.

"Why did you come here?"

"I had time off, I wanted to talk to you where you couldn't sign off or hang up on me."

"umm you left me last time we hung up."

"You were saying the weirdest thing. So you really think I'm the hottest guy on the planet?"

"Well let's see it fell into the weird things I was saying. But you know I was always more of a Cena fan."

He pouted to which I rolled my eyes at. "Suck it up you big baby." I said sticking my tongue out at him.

We continued our banter as our food arrived and we both dug in. My appetite was back, although I was still fairly skinny, and by skinny I meant I had lost any curves I had before. I looked like a boy. But now that I could eat and keep food down, my love for eating had increased, so much so that I guess Randy was amazed.

"Where is all that going?" he asked.

I glanced up at him, my cheeks reddening.

"No I don't mean to embarrass you, a woman with a healthy appetite is good but look at how tiny you are." To emphasize his point he reached over and grabbed my wrist, holding it up as he wrapped his hand around it, his palm overlapping most of his fingers.

I reddened more, yanking my wrist away.

"High metabolism." I shrugged off, trying to appear non-chalant.

"I know all about that, He said. "But damn yours must be through the roof."

I shrugged as I pushed my plate away, a big smile on my face. "hurry up and eat then, I want some ice cream."

He finished soon after and the waiter delivered the ice cream. It was this special kind called spumoni that you could only get at this restaurant and I made randy close his eyes, feeding him his first bit of the green ice cream and watching his face lit up.

"Is that not the bestest ice cream ever?"

He nodded and we both finished off our ice cream Randy giving me most of his, complaining about not being able to eat too much . When the bill came we both fought over the bill until Randy demanded he pay, pointing out that I didn't have a job.

After we walked across to the theatres to see what was playing and just as luck would have it I ran into some old co workers. One of them running up behind me to give me a big hug.

"Lana, oh my god, I haven't seen you for ages. You cut your hair it looks cute short and where's Derrick?"

I smiled at Carrie. "We broke up a while back. Carrie this is my friend Randy. Randy, Carrie we used to work together here, and no this wasn't the place I quit, at least not recently."

"Nice to meet you." Carrie said, staring at him with a big goofy grin before turning back to me.

"So how come you haven't come to visit? I heard rumors but no one knew for sure, but damn if you haven't lost a lot of weight."

I shrugged. "Been busy, and u know how rumors are around here I'm sure they're all fake and I've been running a lot."

She nodded. "Well cool, I gotta get back to work, make sure you stop in to see Tim. He'll be so pissed if he found out you came by without coming to see him. 'sides I'm sure he more of those crappy magazines for you."

I snickered as she walked off and led Randy to the office.

"Magazines?" he asked.

I nodded, "the theatre shows the WWE Pay per view events and we're also sent the magazines which Tim gives me. Tim." I yelled getting his attention.

He turned and smiled at me, is eyes widening when he saw Randy.

"Hey did anyone ever tell you, you look like Randy Orton?" Tim asked with a smirk.

"I get that all the time. Anyone ever tell you, you look like Christian?"

Tim laughed, "Lana does all the time."

"Tim, meet Randy, randy Orton. Randy meet Tim, aka Captain Charisma."

I was sure Tim's jaw hit the floor.