This is my first attempt at writing, so any constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated!

Disclaimer: My name is not Vince McMahon; therefore I do not own anything pertaining to the WWE. This includes Randy Orton and all other superstars, unfortunately. But if he would like to give himself to me, I would gladly accept.

A/N - I want to thank all the people you took the time to write reviews; it really helps inspire me, anyway enjoy the new chapter!

Chapter 4

The past week had been a complete whirlwind for Jordan Ryan. Ever since they had landed in New York, Eric had been piling on tasks for her left and right. There had been two straight house shows that Jordan had completely missed because she had been running around talking to production people, making phone calls, and trying to start in on the massive amount of paperwork that seemed to keep stacking up in her briefcase. Jordan had been extremely disappointed when Thursday night came around and she realized that, once and again, she would not get to watch the show at all. Her spirits had been lifted, however, when Eric had told her that he had a welcoming gift for her.

"Now I know that these last few days have been extremely hectic for you and you have not even had a chance to relax, let alone watch the show, so next Monday and am going to let you have the night off to watch Raw," Eric said with a smile.

"You have to be kidding, Eric," Jordan said incredulously. "We have already have three days off starting tomorrow! Not to mention the stack of paperwork as high as the Empire State Building."

"Do not even try to argue with me, Ms. Jordan, you have the night off whether you like or not. Besides I went for two months without an assistant and manage to keep everything up, so I think I can survive three hours."

"Fine, but I am at least going to finish those reports for you Monday afternoon, and don't you argue with me on that," Jordan said with a grin.

"My attitude is rubbing off on you already, I like that," Eric smiled as he handed her two front row tickets.

"Okay, why two?" Jordan inquired.

"Well I figured you could have one of your friends come up. I didn't know if it was on too short of notice or not, but better safe than sorry," Eric replied. He looked down at his watch then back up at Jordan. "It's late, you should get going," Eric said. "Enjoy your time off, I know I will."

"Thanks. I'll see you later," Jordan said.

"Oh! I almost forgot. Can you give this to Stacy at the hotel? I would really appreciate it," He said handing her what she assumed was Stacy's new script.

"Sure, no problem. Bye," Jordan said as she left the building.

Jordan quickly made her way to her car and hastily threw her belongings in the passenger's seat. It had been an extremely long night and all Jordan wanted to do is curl up in bed. Once she arrived at the hotel, she dug into her purse to find her cell phone. She quickly dialed Stacy's cell number.

"Hey!" Stacy voiced answered on the other end of the line.

"Hey Stace. What room number are you again? Eric has a script for me to give you."

"Um, Room 407, I think" Stacy answered with a giggle.

'That was a little strange,' Jordan thought as she quickly made her way up to Stacy's room. Once she arrived at the door, she knocked quietly. When Stacy opened the door, Jordan looked inside her room and noticed a couple of women casually lounging around the room.

"Hey Girl!" Stacy said very loudly.

Jordan silently looked her over then finally asked with a laugh, "Stacy have you been drinking?"

"Just a little, but SSHH!" Stacy slurred putting her finger on Jordan's mouth, "You can't tell anybody, Okay?"

"Okay, sweetie," Jordan said with a laugh. As she was trying to leave, Stacy voice stopped her.

"Jordan! You have to stay and meet the girls!" Stacy yelled.

Not wanting to cause a commotion, Jordan made her way back and into Stacy's room. As she got fully into the room Stacy tried to introduce the other two women to her.

"J, girl, this is Amy," she said gesturing towards a woman with fiery red hair. "Nice to meet you," Amy said.

"And this is Tr...Thr," Stacy slurred not being able to finish the third's name.

"Hi, I am Trish, as our inebriated friend is trying to tell you," a gorgeous blond interrupted.

"Nice to meet you two," Jordan said amused. "So what are you girls doing drinking so late?" said looking at her watch and noticing in was already 12:30.

"Just enjoying our official time off,' Amy said putting her feet up on a table next to her comfy looking chair.

"Yeah, free time like this comes once in a blue moon, so we are taking full advantage," Trish agreed.

"Yep, and girl talk!" Stacy added with a giggle.

'Oh, I'm all for girl talk. Spending three straight days with Eric and the production assistants has made me need a little estrogen," Jordan replied.

"Okay then we'll start with you J, anyone lookin' good to you yet?" Amy asked candidly, handing her a glass of the champagne that the rest of the women were currently consuming.

"Not yet, but I haven't had time to meet very many people," Jordan replied taking a huge drink. She wasn't usually a big drinker, but the atmosphere was laid back and she just wanted to relax and have a little fun.

"Oh whatever she thinks Randy is SO hot," Stacy said half-drunkenly.

"I do not! He is completely egoistical and annoying!" Jordan replied a little too quickly.

"Whatever J, I have seen the way you look at him, you so want him," Stacy said with another laugh.

"I absolutely do not! But how about you and Chris, huh? You two act like third graders with secret crushes," she answered taking another drink.

"Uhh! We do not," Stacy said extremely flustered.

"They both have crushes, they both have crushed," Trish sang in a sing song voice, while standing up on her bed. She pulled Amy up and they both started singing it and jumping up and down.

"Oh, just shut up," Stacy and Jordan both mumbled.

The rest of the night went by as quickly as the three bottles of champagne that Trish had brought earlier had, and before they even realized it, it was 6:00 in the morning and the sun was starting to come up.

"Uh, guys maybe we should get to sleep," Jordan said from her spot on the bed. Around 3:00 the girls had found a channel playing 80's movies and had settled down to watch and repeat lines. The Breakfast Club had just ended as Jordan looked around at the other three women. What she hadn't noticed though, is somewhere in the middle of the movie, the others had already fallen asleep haphazardly around the room. Smiling to herself she laid her head down a slept like the others.

A/N – Yeah, I know there's no Randy interaction, but I have a feeling the next chapter will more than make up for that! Thanks for reading!

Kat