A/N: Yay.

"So, what do I do?" Caria asked as Becky turned a corner.

"I wish I could tell you, but I have no idea about these kinds of things," Becky honestly told her.

"Well how did you get with Cody?"

Becky gave a disgusted sigh. "Are you sure you want to know?"

"Yeah."

"So, pretty much…I hate this story, just so you know. Well, I was doing an ICW show like you went to with Shannon. They always have pro wrestlers doing appearances and whatnot. So I guess it was his turn to appear there. I can't even remember what happened, but I think it was his birthday or something. He got pretty freaking wasted after the show. Of course, everyone backstage knew that I was like in love with him, so they sent me to go deal with his drunkness. And then, I don't know, but I still secretly think he was drunk when he asked me out."

Caria started hysterically laughing, her hair whipping around in the wind. "I'm sorry, but I really can't imagine Cody being drunk."

"Neither can I, but it was pretty damn funny."

"Figure out where we're going yet?"

"Nah. We're too young to go drinking, and we're too old for Chuck E. Cheese."

"We could go there," Caria joked.

"I take my sister every once in a while. It's kind of fun. What exactly to people do on a girl's night? I've never been on one before. I've been too busy wrestling."

"I don't know. I've been too busy watching wrestling," Caria shrugged.

"We both don't know because we've been consumed by wrestling. That gives me an idea," Becky mused. When it was clear, she pulled a sharp U turn and sped away.

"Where the hell are we going?" Caria laughed.

"My place. We're going to watch wrestling."

"I think the whole point that Shannon wanted to get across is that I shouldn't be constantly thinking about wrestling."

"Shannon sucks. I think I'm going to have to overrule him, here."

"Is Cody going to care that we're just over there watching wrestling."

"I wouldn't care if he did."

Twenty minutes later, Becky pulled into the parking lot of her apartment complex. "Ah, he's here," she said, seeing Cody's truck a couple of spots down.

"I thought you were going out," Cody said once the two girls walked in the room.

"We changed our mind," Becky said, sitting down on the couch. Cody went up to her to kiss her, but she pushed him away and said, "Hey, go get us some Subway."

"Okay," Cody shrugged and he left.

"A little harsh, don't you think, Becky?" Caria laughed.

"Nope. So, what do you want to watch?"

"I don't care. How about something with a good women's match in it for a change?"

"That makes this a lot easier," Becky said. She walked over to the wrestling DVD collection that she and Cody had and tossed aside every single DVD except for two of them. "Do you want something more recent or further back?"

"Surprise me."

Becky put in Wrestlemania 22 and skipped ahead to the match that pitted Mickie James against Trish Stratus.

"I still don't understand why they hated Trish so much that night," Caria wondered.

"They get bored easily these days. They were sick of Trish because she was the champ for like a year. It's kind of like how they are with John Cena now."

"I don't get that either."

"Yeah, he can't wrestle, but he does work hard. Besides, he only really appeals to women and children. Traditionalists are stuck with Triple H and Shawn Michaels, but they're getting old and can't do the same thing anymore. The fans will have to come around."

"You're right, I suppose. I wish I could to the whirlybird headscissors like Trish."

"You probably can. It's not that hard if you practice a lot. I really like doing it, but I don't do it often. A lot of people aren't comfortable taking it. But there's something I've been meaning to ask you."

"What's up."

"Why do you hate Jeff so much? Brian's always blowing a gasket just thinking about it. Me and Cody were over there watching RAW at the gym with him and after Jeff hit that Swanton on Randy, he was all 'I hope Caria saw that shit!'"

Caria laughed. "Brian is an idiot. Well, it's kind of a weird thing that I have with Jeff. He used to seem…not into the wrestling. It seemed like he just wanted his face on television and all the girls to like him. I've totally gotten my respect back for him lately. Pulling off those spots…I wish I could do that."

"Well, it's a good thing that you don't hate Jeff anymore."

"Why?"

"Because he's one of Shannon's best friends."

A/N: I have a "new" hater.

They claim to know me, but I can't quite figure it out.

I'm not threatened…yet.

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