A/N: RAW was good to me this week.

About damn time.

"You're a bit off today, Caria. Is something wrong?" Shannon asked his trainee.

There was something different about Caria during this training session. She kept botching simple moves. She wasn't botching the ones that would hurt her opponent. She was botching the ones that could get herself injured.

Caria knew what was wrong with her. She didn't want to admit it to Shannon, though. "I'm just in a different mind state today, I think."

"We need to call this off," Shannon announced.

"No!" Caria yelled back. She didn't want to end her training session early. They were only an hour into it.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes, Caria."

"No, Shannon."

"Fine. If you don't want to quit, I'll call someone up who will make you quit."

"Oh, are you going to call Evil Edna and have her stalk my ass?"

"Nope. I'm calling Becky. You two are going to have a girl's day if it kills me."

"What about her overprotective boyfriend?" Caria asked.

Shannon looked up from his phone while he scrolled down his contact list to look for Becky's number. "He'll deal with it."

Even though she was pissed about not wrestling anymore that day, she was somewhat relieved that she'd be hanging out with Becky. She was the perfect person to talk to about her problems. She'd understand; at least Caria hoped that she would understand.

Thirty minutes later, Caria was sitting in the front seat of Becky's black convertible. "Where are we going?"

"As far away from those two boys as humanly possible."

Caria let out a deep sigh. "What's wrong, Car? You upset over something?"

Let's see how cool this girl really is, Caria thought before letting it all out. "I like Shannon," she blurted out.

Becky let out a laugh. "Caria, I know that."

Caria could feel herself blushing. "Am I really that obvious?"

"To me, another woman, yes. To Shannon, no."

This time, Caria sighed out of relief instead of anxiety. "Good."

"But…"

"That doesn't sound good."

"Yeah…Well, there's just a few problems with that."

"Like?"

"One, you're nineteen."

"So are you."

"Yeah, that's true, but Cody's only twenty-two. Shannon is twenty-eight."

"I don't care about the age difference!" Caria yelled over the rushing of the wind. "At least I'm legal! At least I'm not like those twelve year olds that are obsessed with your boyfriend and John Cena."

Becky giggled, most uncharacteristically. "And I thank you for that. That brings me to the other problem. Right now, Shannon only sees you as…well…a student. You know, kind of like he's your high school science teacher or something."

Caria laughed at that remark. "Let me tell you, Shannon is much hotter than my high school science teacher was."

"I don't doubt that one bit."

A/N: This should be longer, but we're having the power issues.

The rest will be up soon.

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