A/N: As you all going to find out, Mickie shows up in this chapter. Yes I'm aware that she only debuted towards the end of 2005 and the story still takes place early in that year but to make it more realistic and interesting I had to make it like this.

Mickie James was a small girl from Virginia with a heart full of dreams. She was raised in her parent's farm, where she had a pretty simple childhood. Mickie always had this "fireworks" personality: outgoing, loud and explosive. Her parents used to say that she was made to be in the spotlight and they were right. Even though she was raised in a small town, she had big dreams. Ever since she was little, Mickie had this incredible love for professional wrestling. Maybe it was because she used to see her brothers wrestling in their backyard all the time or her father locked in front of the television every Monday when RAW was on. Or maybe it was just something indescribable. Needless to say that she got a lot of hate during her high school years for waiting to pursue that career. Everyone expect her to be a lawyer or a vet, not a professional wrestler. "Girls don't do that. That's not classy." These were the kind of words she used to hear every single day. Still, that didn't stop her. Yes, it was hard to get out of Virginia, to leave her family behind. But if she wanted to be someone big in the wrestling industry she needed to get out of there. She headed to New York City with one thing on her mind: be a professional wrestler, a Diva.

Two years had passed since that day she left on an airplane heading to the Big Apple and now, she was standing in a FCW ring, with her gear on, training with some of the best wrestlers in the world.

"Wow, this is actually happening."

Mickie was lost in her thoughts when she heard someone calling her name.

"Hey Miss James, do you mind stepping out of your pedestal and give your friend a hug?"

It didn't take too long for Mickie to recognize that voice.

"Well I will when you decide to stop acting like Pamela Anderson and bring back your brunette… real hair."

Trish laughed and walked towards her with a huge smile on her face. They used to act like this with each other all the time. Their friendship was something unique that no one seemed to understand but them.

"God I missed you girl. I still can't believe you're here."

"I know right? Me either. This still looks like a dream to me."

"I can see that. You are finally doing what you love."

Trish could see how happy Mickie was. Every time she was in a ring her eyes sparkled.

"But what are you doing her? I wasn't expecting you at all!"

*laughs*" I wanted to surprise you! I thought we could hang out after your training."

"Of course! I just finished so I just need a shower and get dressed."

"Okay! Ohh I brought a friend with me that I want you to meet."

"A friend?"

Suddenly Mickie was able to see a man with blond hair and blue eyes walking towards them. It wasn't hard to know who he was: Chris Jericho.

"Hello ladies."

"Chris, this is Mickie. Mickie, this is Chris!"

"Seriously Trish? I know who he is. Everyone knows who Chris Jericho is."

Jericho just couldn't hold his laugh.

"Haha, so funny Miss James."

*smiles* "Nice to meet you Chris, I'm Mickie."

"Nice to meet you too. Sorry if we are interrupting your training, Trish kind of dragged me into this…"

"I did NOT! I just wanted to spend some time with her… We haven't been together in years… "

"Haha, its okay Chris. I already finished my training for today."

"I was telling Mickie that the three of us could hang out, maybe having dinner!"

"Dinner? The three of us?"

The happy look on Jericho's face quickly disappeared. He was hoping to have dinner alone with Trish.

"Yeah, I think it will be fun!"

Mickie quickly realized the sadness on Jericho's face even though he tried to hide it.

"Maybe you both should go without me. I still have a few things to do…"

"NO! You are coming Mickie!"

"But…"

"No but! End of story. Go get a shower and tell us when you're ready."

When Trish wanted she could be stubborn as hell.

"Okay… Give me 15 minutes. "

As Mickie walked towards the locker-room, she looked at Jericho with a "Sorry" look on her face. He tried to keep it together and deep down inside he knew Mickie tried the best she could.

"Are you okay Chris ?"

"Oh… Yeah, I'm fine. Do you mind if I make a quick call?"

"No not at all."

Suddenly Jericho thought about what had happened earlier that day: the fight with Orton. He knew he had to help him and he wanted to give him a call. He grabbed his phone and dialed Randy's number.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Orton?"

"Yes, it's me. Who is this?"

"It's Jericho."

"What do you want? "

"Dude I know you are not okay, I could see that earlier."

"Did you seriously called me because of that? "

"Yeah I did and don't you dare hang up! "

"I told you I'm fine. And why do you even care? "

"I care because I've been there. I used to be a new comer too and I wish someone had helped me when I needed. "

*silence*

"Look dude, if you don't want to talk it's fine but you can't be in your hotel room forever. I'm having dinner with Trish and one of her friends. You should join us. "

"Trish doesn't even like me…"

"Let me worry about Trish. We are at the FCW arena. Be here in 20 minutes."

"I'll think about it… Bye."

"Bye."

Jericho had a feeling that Orton was coming. He could be a stubborn ass but still… he had that feeling.

"Someone important?"

Jericho turned around to see Trish looking at him.

"Oh, just a friend. I invited him to join us if that's okay."

"Of course. Is he a longtime friend like Mickie?"

"Haha, not really but you will see him later."

"So much mystery… Okay then."

A/N: End of chapter 3! As you see, in the next chapter Randy and Mickie will finally meet. I'm excited for that, aren't you? I'm trying to make the chapters a little bit bigger so bear with me haha. Give me your thoughts about it so far! Reviews are always appreciated