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Notes:
Trish Status and the Undertaker are still in the WWE
I'm really sorry if I'm confusing anyone with switching between real names and wrestling names (if it gets too hard to read just let me know)
I'm treating Adam Copeland and Vickie Gurerro as an on and off screen relationship
I didn't really feel the need to create the entire rosters but if you need to know I'll stick it in a future chapter
Because this my first story any criticism is welcomed even if it is mean!
Amy stumbled into her hotel room around 4 in the morning and just collapsed on the clean white bed. She closed her eyes and felt every pore in her body begging for sleep but her brain just wouldn't turn off. What the hell is everyone hiding from me!? Immediately she tried to think of anyone who she could call and weasel the information, but the one person that came to mind she was too scared to call. Are you crazy! Even thinking about calling Adam is totally insane! What would you even say to him? You have gone far enough by even letting him touch your arm. You are beyond over that heart breaker Adam Copeland! She tried to tell herself this so many times, but her hand reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone. At one point her hands defied her brain and went as far as to open the phone. They punch in those familiar digits on their own accord, but her sense kicked in and the phone snapped shut. Amy yanked off her jeans and crawled under the crisp white blankets thankful that she chose to get her own hotel room this once. After begging her own brain to just shut up she drifted off into a deep but troubled sleep. Her dreams were filled with the memories of his face and everything that went along with him. Somehow it turned into a horrible nightmare at the end with him yelling at her from across the room. He said horrible things about never loving her and wishing she was dead then just walked out on her. In the real world that had been exactly what had happened. Right after her last ever Diva match against Mickie James he had dumped her in the worst way. He had even gone as far as to call her a selfish slut, and that was something Amy could never let herself forgive him for.
"Amy, get up! We gotta get to the bar early and set up!" Troy said as he shook her attempting to wake up the sleeping former diva. She was still exhausted from dancing until her legs were jello the night before at the club so though and was ready to sleep for another year. Troy finally gave up with shaking her and started tickling her in the spot he had learned was her weakest point. She struggled to get away from him and screamed as soon as his fingers dug their way into the side of her stomach. When he finally knew she was so awake there was no way she could go back to sleep he stopped. After a loud groan and much mumbling Amy sat up and looked at Troy. A more serious look fell over her beautiful face at once when she thought back to why it was so hard to sleep.
"What's wrong, Ames? You know that you can talk to me." He said placing a hand gently on her shoulder and taking a seat on the bed.
"I want to know what's going on, Troy. All my old wrestling friends were hiding something from me last night, and all of you guys are acting weird. I just feel so out of the loop and I really don't like that feeling. Stacy was just about to tell me and that annoying hunk of muscle John Cena stopped her!"
"You're right. There is something we're all hiding from you and it's a surprise I know that you'll like it, but Shane I'm sure is going to tell you today. He planned this whole thing so it's his job to spill the beans, ya know?"
"Yeah I know I just want to be in the loop now!"
"I wish I could tell you, Ames. I really do."
"How did you even get in here by the way?" she asked as it hit her.
He tossed a card key on bed and smiled.
"I always steal one when you get your own room because I'm always the one who has to get you up. What I want to know though is what is else is bothering you. Way before this secret you've been down in the dumps. You're my friend and I hate to see you like this."
"I want to go back, Troy."
"Go back where?"
"Back to being a Diva."
To her shock he didn't look surprised at all with her statement.
"It was such a huge part of my life and my body walked out but I think my heart is still in the ring."
"So why haven't you gone back yet? You know Vince would love to have his best Diva back."
"Well we have the band now and I couldn't just leave you guys hanging."
"Amy, you're unhappy and we can all see it. Don't give up what you love for us."
She looked at him and shook her head.
"You guys are my new life now. I can't just walk back there!"
"Amy, trust me in the next few days it will be so much easier."
With that he simply stood and walked away.
"Way to be cryptic, Troy!" Amy yelled after him wishing that just for once everyone would be completely honest with her.
She quickly got dressed and joined the boys who all seemed to be waiting for her in the hallway. It was clear to her that they had been talking about her from the way their huddle had broken. All three of them gave her innocent smiles, but she was not buying any of it. The secrecy was getting more on her nerves every second.
"Wow you look like hell today", Jay said with a joking smile, but the line still earned his a smack in the back of the head from Amy.
The Luchagors all walked together to the small bar they were playing in and began to set up. For more then three hours the band played their own songs mixed with some of the covers they had prepared, and got a fairly good reaction.