A/N: Here's an Ashley chapter from Mikki! Hope you all enjoy it! Please tell us what you think. Enjoy and happy reading!

Ashley

So far I loved my new 'job'. Okay, so maybe it's not my new job but I just had to take the opportunity. It turns out the restaurant was a little short staffed and they needed someone with a little experience to fill in for a night. Perfect. So of course I took it; but how could I not? It was definitely worth it to see the look on his face.

"Would you like to start off with some drinks?" I asked them in my best friendly voice.

This was going to be too much fun.

I turned to his date, Danielle was her name I think, and she pointed to what she wanted from the menu. Wow, she was one expensive chick. After jotting down what she wanted, I turned to Randy and made the sweetest smile I could.

"And for you?"

He was still staring at me as if I was an alien and I resisted the strong urge to let out a huge smirk. Instead, I waited patiently until he had recovered enough to answer.

"I'll just have water, thanks."

"Alright. I'll be right back with your drinks."

Danielle nodded and offered a friendly smile while Randy didn't know quite what to do. I walked away quickly and went behind the bar—to get their drinks obviously—but I looked back at Randy quickly who was almost glaring at me. His date was looking at the 'absolutely gorgeous' view so I offered him a cheeky smile. He turned away at once and I just knew that, for a change, I was the one to get under his skin.

This is just too easy.

As I poured their drinks, I couldn't help but notice this one waiter, who was just staring at me. He had to be no more than twenty years old. I rolled my eyes at him before I focused on my 'plan' of the evening. I made my way back to their table and set their drinks down, and was about to take the empty tray away when Danielle got my attention.

"Excuse me; do you know where the ladies room is?"

Of course I do. I mean I work here, don't I? Maybe that wasn't true but whatever. After I 'kindly' pointed it out she thanked me, offered a small smile to Randy and walked off. I was about to go when I felt Randy's hand form a tight grip on my wrist to spin me back.

"Can I help you with anything else?" I asked with that same fake smile.

"Cut the crap Ashley. What the hell are you doing here?"

"They were short staffed and I wanted the extra money. You do the math."

"That's not it at all. You came here to ruin my date, didn't you?"

I let out a real smile then and replied proudly, "Yes."

"Would you really stoop that low to come here and take a job just so you could ruin everything for me?"

As I went to answer that question, Randy stopped me.

"You know what? Don't answer that because I can see that your answer would be yes."

Maybe he is more intelligent than he looks...

"Well done Randy," I said, clapping my hands together. "Now was that all? In case you hadn't noticed, I have a job to get back to."

"I swear if you do anything to mess this up then—"

"Then what?" I asked innocently. "What exactly would you do?"

He didn't know how to answer that one and I simply offered him a smirk, to which he replied with a glare, before I walked away. I noticed that a few moments later Danielle had returned to the table and I just knew that Randy was trying to convince himself that he would have a good time. I knew his expressions well enough though and the smile he was giving her was definitely fake...And this made me smirk even more.

"Hey Ashley, can you go and welcome the two that just came through the door?"

"Of course," I replied to the young waitress beside me.

On my way to the door, Randy glanced at me and I quickly winked at him before I continued on my way. I will say it again; this is just too easy.

So five minutes later, I was growing bored and I realised that I had yet to take Randy (and Danielle's) order. Grabbing my notepad, I made sure I had my pen too before I made my way over. Another fake smile was on my face as I asked,

"Are you guys ready to order?"

It was only going to be a couple of minutes until my plan—yes I had a plan—would take place. I sound really evil right? Well who cares? It's only Randy Orton. But anyway, so there I stood and I took Danielle's order first before I turned to Mr. RKO.

And just as he spoke, I interrupted him with the first part of my plan.

"Wait...You can't be...You're Randy Orton, right?"

"Yes," he replied through gritted teeth.

Danielle gave me an odd look, as if to question how I knew him, but this didn't faze me. I let out a small gasp and placed my hands on my hips.

"You're the wrestler?"

"Yes...Can I order now?"

I could tell Randy was getting annoyed but that was nowhere near to how annoyed he would be in just a few moments.

"I can't believe this; I really can't believe you're back to your old tricks."

That was when Randy turned to me and for once that evening, he actually looked confused. He really should have seen this coming, but no he underestimated me, and you should never do that.

"Excuse me?" he asked.

"What's going on here?" Danielle asked after.

I turned to her and put on my best 'disgusted' look. I glanced at him once more before I turned back to her.

"I would watch out for him."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"He—" I paused to give Randy a dirty look before I turned back to Danielle. "He slept with my best friend and then the next morning she woke up and he wasn't there. She was really upset about it, especially since they had been in a relationship for almost three months. She trusted him—and now look what we have here."

To be honest, I don't know where the 'relationship' part came from but it did make my plan a little more effective.

"Did you really do that?"

"No—" he began to answer.

"Wait," Danielle interrupted him and then looked up at me. "You mentioned he was back to his 'old tricks'. He's done this more than once?"

"Yeah. He told my best friend, Mickie, that he used to be a player but he wasn't like that anymore. So she decided that on their three month anniversary she could finally trust him enough—but afterwards, where was he? All he left was a note."

I looked at Randy, who really was fuming, and cleared my throat as I tried to stop myself from laughing. Well I did tell him this wasn't over, right?

"What did the note say?" she asked, a look of uncertainty on her face.

"Mickie wouldn't tell me but she was really upset so it couldn't have been good. She did mention that he was a really evil ba—"

"I am still here," the legend killer interrupted.

Boy, was he pissed. But I didn't care. I was just looking to get my revenge.

"Yes you are," Danielle said as she stood up from her seat. "But I'm not."

With nothing more to say, she hurried out of the restaurant and I could finally let a smirk reach my face. All I did was walk away but Randy apparently wasn't in the mood for jokes so he grabbed my hand and literally dragged me to a much quieter section of the restaurant where we wouldn't be heard.

As he glared at me, I realised my hand was still in his, so of course I pushed him away.

"What the hell were you thinking?!"

"I was thinking that I was going to get you back."

"For what? For me pushing you in the pool? Is that all?"

"No, that's only part of it," I answered back. "I ruined your date because you're a self-centered jerk who thinks he can get whatever he wants. I did this because I wanted you to know that you can't get away with everything you do to me. I give as good as I get."

"You don't think that this is going a little too far?"

"No," I replied and made a little smirk. "You're always so determined to make sure that I'm upset so you should know by now that I'm always going to return the favor."

"That was low Ashley."

"Yeah it was...but why should I care?"

His glare softened but only by a little bit. I was sure that I had got to him but then he made a bitter laugh and I found myself feeling a little unsafe.

"You do realise that this whole fighting thing between isn't going to end anytime soon but when it does, I'm going to be the one who gets the last laugh."

I placed my hands on my hips as he edged neared to me. I wasn't going to be intimidated by him and I was going to make sure that he knew that.

"We'll just see about that."

His face was inches away from mine.

"Yes, we will," was all that he said.

I turned away quickly to get back to work and left Randy there on his own. The only reason why I didn't get the last word in was because I felt this strange feeling coming over me. I had been standing so close to him...yet I didn't mind.

At this thought, I actually shivered.

But I'm not going to think about him right now... mainly because there's a lady at table six calling me over and she doesn't look very happy. So I glanced back at Randy one last time, who I think was preparing himself to go, before I put on my best smile for the rest of the night.