Raw: June 6, 2011

I smiled as I braided my hair for Raw. "Ryse, what do you think my dad wants to talk about?"

"I don't know. Maybe he wants you to wrestle a big match." She says.

"I doubt it. He said that he needed to talk about issues in the Divas division."

"Maybe about how much of a bitch Brie is."

"Probably." I laugh.

"Here they are." Eve says as she enters with another person.

"Rissa!" I hear.

"Trish!" I yell. "Hug me after my hair is done."

"Okay."

"Anyone know what my dear husband is up to?"

"Nope." My three friends reply.

"Roaming around like a lost puppy." Chelle says as she enters.

"When the hell did you get here?" I ask.

"About a half-hour ago."

"Okay."

"So what's up?"

"I have to see my dad soon."

"Have fun."

"I'll try." I finish braiding my hair.

Trish hugs me. "That's all you can do."

"Maybe he's giving you a good match." Chelle says.

"That's what I said." Ryse says.

I walk into my dad's office. "Hey, Dad. I'm here."

Dad looks up from his paperwork. "Good. Good. Sit down."

I sit down. "So what did you want to talk about?"

"Well…the Divas division. Fans are starting to get bored with the current storyline on Raw for the Divas division. Which is the Bella Twins vs. the rest of the Raw Divas. So I think it's time for some change."

"What kind of change?"

"You're getting a full green light to feud with the Bella Twins."

I smile. "Thank you."

"It starts tonight."

"Thank you, Dad."

"Also, I know Brie has been stirring up a lot of drama. Tell her if she keeps it up, there's going to be an issue between her and the bosses."

"Will do."

"Also, we're giving the Divas matches more time like you asked."

I grinned. "Thank you. The Divas division won't disappoint."

"So…" Chelle says. "What was the meeting about?"

"The Divas division." I reply.

"What about the Divas division?"

"I got the green light to feud with the Bella Twins."

"Good!" Eve says. "What else?"

"Brie being a bitch."

"Knew it!" Ryse says. "Anything else?"

"The Divas matches are going to get more time."

"Finally!"

"It's about damn time!" Eve shouts.

"Part of me is kind of regretting retiring now!" Chelle says.

"I told you that you would." I tell Chelle.

"Shut up."

"So…how'd everything go last week while Randy and I were in Tennessee?"

"Cami was a bitch."

"Yeah." Eve says. "Talking shit about Randy and you."

"And Tyler went along with everything she said." Ryse adds.

I roll my eyes. "Of course. Do you guys mind if another person is at the house the weekend of July 2 and 3?"

"It's fine." Chelle says. "Who is it?"

"Colby. He's coming to Saint Louis for my birthday."

"Cool." Ryse says. "Colby's cool."

Brie and Nikki use Twin Magic, and Nikki hits a Bella Buster on Kelly Kelly. Nikki pins Kelly.

1…2…3!

"Here are your winners, Nikki and the Divas Champion, Brie, the Bella Twins!"

Nikki and Brie celebrate before grabbing microphones.

"Well…" Nikki says. "I think it's official, Brie. No one on Raw can beat the Bella Twins. Guess it's time to take over SmackDown."

Brie laughs. "Nikki, there isn't anyone worthy of facing us on SmackDown."

"AJ?"

"No."

"Kaitlyn?"

"No."

"Tamina?"

Brie laughs. "No."

"Fox?"

"Nope."

"What about Marissa?"

"Ohh hell no! Not her!"

"Yeah. You're right."

"Like I said, Nikki, no one is worthy. Tell Vince to find me some competition."

The Bella Twins go to leave the ring.

I know I want that girl so bad

I lie awake at night

And think of all the things that I would do

With a girl like that…

Nikki and Brie stop and get wide-eyed. I walk onto the stage with a microphone in my hand.

"What's wrong?" I ask. "Did I show up a little unexpectedly?"

"What the hell are you doing here?" Brie asks.

"Well…I like showing up uninvited." I laugh. "I'm kidding. I had to talk to my father tonight."

"About what?"

"About the Divas division of course. Including you two."

"Well…" Nikki says. "You can leave now."

I laugh. "How about I don't, Sunshine? You see…the two of you think that you're unbeatable. Unbeatable? No. It seems that you have gotten that confused with unbearable. And no one on SmackDown is worthy of facing you two? I beg to differ. There isn't a Diva on SmackDown not worthy of facing you two. We all could. But I'm the one here that is stepping up."

Brie laughs. "You? I refuse to even consider it."

"Aww…Brie, you're scared of me. Which you should be because you and I both know that I could take the Divas Championship from you like that." I snap my fingers.

"Like you'll get the chance."

"Really? Because I've noticed that you don't have an opponent for Capitol Punishment."

"I don't need one."

"You said you wanted to ask my father for some competition, Brie. I'm all the competition you need. So I'm challenging you to a match at Capitol Punishment for the Divas Championship."

"Not happening."

The anonymous Raw general manager noise goes off. Michael Cole runs to get the laptop.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please? I have received an email from the anonymous Raw general manager." Michael says. "And I quote, Brie, Marissa is right. You did say that you needed some competition, and Marissa is a six-time champion. Therefore, on SmackDown, Marissa will face Nikki Bella, and if she wins, she will face you at Capitol Punishment for the Divas Championship."

I smile.

"What?!" Brie says. "You can't even make matches on SmackDown!"

The noise goes off.

"And I quote, don't shoot the messenger. It was Teddy Long's idea."

"Ugh!"

"Big Andy won the whole thing." Booker T says. "But now that Tough Enough is over, I've been working on something. It's kinda like my secret move I do. And I wanna give it to you, Trish."

"Me?" Trish asks.

"Yeah!"

"Okay."

"And we're gonna call it the Trisharoonie."

"Sounds fancy." I say.

"Yeah! Trish, I'm gonna show you how to do it right now."

"You're gonna give that to me?" Trish asks.

"Yeah! Now get down to one knee."

"What knee?"

"Doesn't matter. Just drop down to one knee, and I'll talk you through it."

"Now throw up that hand. All you wanna do is shake. Feel the vibe. Feel the electricity. Get ready to do the damn thing. Now if-"

"Well if it isn't the mighty Tough Enough trainers…" Jack Swagger scoffs as he enters. "And Marissa. Look at you three." Jack looks at Trish. "Hey. How's it going?"

"Hello, Jack Swagger." Trish says snidely.

"Asshole." I sneer.

"You know if the All-american American was a Tough Enough trainer, all of those contestants would've been winners." Jack says.

"Oh yeah?" Booker says.

"Not just one. Book, you're looking at me right now. You know, Book, I'm not so sure that you're tough enough. Would you get in the ring with the All-american American American? You know if you think you still got it."

"You didn't say that. TELL ME HE DIDN'T JUST SAY THAT!"

"He did." I say.

"I accept the challenge! Alright?! But let me tell ya something, after this is all done and over with, you won't be running around like some goofball doing a victory lap. You're gonna be asking yourself one question."

"And what's that?" Jack says.

"NOW CAN YOU DIG IT…sucka? Now back up off me, dog."

"Okay. It's on."

"What is he doing? Running in on me like that."

"Ridiculous." Trish says.

"He's an asshole." I add.

Randy smiles at me as he sits down next to me in Catering. "Hey, babe."

"Hey." I say. "What have you been up to?"

He shrugs. "Roaming around, watching my hot wife on Raw."

I smile. "Sounds fun."

"Didn't like seeing you around Swagger though."

"I can't stand him."

"I also got dragged into a conversation with your father."

"What was it about?"

"You."

"What about me?"

"Our relationship. Your dad wanted to know how everything is going."

"Oh. It's going good."

"I know. I told him that."

"Good."

"He also gave me the lecture about if I hurt you again."

I nudge Randy's arm. "He's just being protective."