SmackDown Filming: June 7, 2011

I frown at Ted as I apply mascara to my eyelashes. "Why is it when someone in our group of friends gets stuck in traffic it's always Randy?"

Ted laughs. "Because your husband has bad luck with that."

"No shit." I mutter.

"Just make him start coming with you when you have to get here to work early."

"I don't think Randy will agree to come early with me."

"Why not?"

"I don't think he wants to sit through a production meeting."

"They can't be that bad."

"They are."

"Really? How bad are they?"

"Dad, Teddy Long, the Creative team, the Producers, and I are sat around a table for a couple hours, talking about every single bit of the show."

"How's that?"

"Awful. I get bored."

"Damn. No wonder Randy doesn't want to go."

"Exactly."

"I hope he gets here soon."

"Me too."


"Still can't believe that son of a bitch managed to steal the belt." I mutter as the group of friends watched Christian's promo with me.

"Me either." Ted says.

"I wanna kick his ass, but Randy's not here."

"Well…he has the World Heavyweight Championship belt." Maryse says. "Go take it back."

I look at her. "Is that a good idea?"

"Yeah…" Cody says. "At least I think so."

"Go fight on your man's behalf." Eve says.

"I don't know…" I say quietly.

"Do it." Ted says. "Now."

"But is it a good idea?"

"Yes!" My four friends yell.

"Okay…fine."

"Go!"

"I'm going." I leave the locker-room.


"These people are completely and utterly clueless!" Christian says. "They-"

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…

"Christian," I say as I walk to the ring to a loud crowd reaction. "Just shut up. Okay?"

Christian rolls his eyes as I enter the ring. "Marissa, sweetheart, you just need to keep yourself out of this situation. I'd really like to not involve you."

"Um…problem."

"What's the problem?"

"You got me involved when you interrupted me three weeks ago and proceeded to tell me all about how you were going to beat my husband to a pulp. Which hasn't happened yet."

"I knocked him out, princess. You were there."

"There's a difference between beating to a pulp and knocking out, Christian. Here's an example, I most likely won't be able to beat you up and take Randy's championship belt back, but I might be able to knock you out and take it back."

"That's why you are out here. You-"

I smile as Christian falls down. "Never underestimate the power of brass knuckles."

I pick up the World Heavyweight Championship belt and walk up the ramp.


I smile as I carry the World Heavyweight Championship belt backstage. This night is proving to be a good night so far. My phone starts ringing. It's Randy. I answer it.

Me: "Hello, handsome."

Randy: "Hello, beautiful."

Me: "You called?"

Randy: "Um…yeah. I should get to the arena soon."

Me: "Good. That means that I get to see you."

Randy: "Yeah. But…"

Me: "But what?"

Randy: "If my timing is correct, I won't be able to get there until during your match."

Me: "Oh. That's fine."

Randy: "You sure?"

Me: "Yeah. Just show up."

Randy: "Okay. Do I have a match?"

Me: "Yeah. You got Sheamus in a no DQ match."

Randy: "Okay. Kinda sucks that I don't have my championship belt."

Me: "I'll leave it the locker-room so you can get it during my match."

Randy: "You got it back?"

Me: "Yeah."

Randy: "How?"

Me: "I'll explain when you get here."

Randy: "Oh. Okay. I'll see you then. Bye, baby. Love you."

Me: "Bye, Randy. Love you."

I hang up and smile to myself as I head to the locker-room.


You can look, but you can't touch
You keep dreaming on the stars above…

"The following Divas match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied by the Divas Champion, Brie, from Scottsdale, Arizona, Nikki Bella!"

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…

"And her opponent, from Saint Louis, Missouri, Marissa!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Nikki and I lock up. I gain the advantage. She tries to fight back, but I lock her in an Armbar. She escapes. I hit Nikki with an Arm Drag. I then taunt Brie. She glares at me. Nikki attacks me from behind. I fall to the ground. She hits me with the Bella Buster and pins me.

1…kickout!

I roll out of the ring. Brie goes after me. I hit her with a Superkick.

1!

Nikki rolls out of the ring and hits me with a Running Forearm. She then hits me against the ring post.

1!

I then get grabbed by Nikki. She hits me with a Suplex. I then realize that they are going to attempt to get me counted out.

2!

Nikki and Brie get in my face. I slap Brie. Nikki Spears me to the ground.

3!

I slowly get up. Nikki goes to hit me with a Right Hand, but I block her. We start exchanging Right Hands.

4!

I kick Nikki in the gut. I then hit her head off of the ring apron. Brie goes after me. I send her into the ring post.

5!

Nikki grabs me. I drive her into the side of the ring. I then hit Brie with a Tornado DDT. I kick her in the rib.

6!

Nikki grabs me by my hair and hits me with a DDT. She helps Brie up off the ground. The Bella Twins taunt me.

7!

Nikki goes to reenter the ring. When she gets up on the apron, I grab her by her legs. Brie is getting up. I Powerbomb Nikki onto Brie and reenter the ring.

8!

I smirk and taunt the twins. They glare at me as Brie tries to help Nikki up.

9!

Brie enters the ring and hits me with a Clothesline. They pulled off Twin Magic. I then have an idea. Brie grabs me and kicks me in the knee that I injured last year. I feign being hurt. She rolls me into a pin and grabs my wrestling trunks.

1…2…

I reverse the pin into one of my own.

1…2…3!

"Here is your winner, Marissa!"

I smile as the referee raises my arm as Nikki freaks out.

"I'm facing Brie at Capitol Punishment for the Divas Championship." I quietly say.