a/n so, apparently this story isn't too good, because I'm missing all my reviewers! I loved you all so much, where did you go? Thanks to Neurotic-Idealist, tvrox12 and OMGabriel for being fucking awesome and reviewing... I don't mean to sound needy or anything... But I'd like you all back. Now, if you wouldn't mind. And I apologise for the wait but as you may have realised... this website is a bitch and people were having issues uploading chapters and stuff...

"Can you give me five minutes, Ben? I have a life that doesn't involve you!" I screamed at my older brother. "Bonjour." I said coldly into my phone, knowing very well it was Mike, but I wasn't happy.

"Hey, where are you?" his question instantly made me remember our plans for his only day off htis week.

"Merde, merde, merde." I swore at myself.

"Where are you, Claire?"

"Claire!"

"Fuck off Benji!"

"Benji? Are you in Quebec?" my silence was enough of an answer for him, "You can't just up and leave without telling anyone! Last time you almost gave everyone a heart attack."

"Claire!" I took my mouth away from the phone.

"Fuck off!" I yelled, "I have to sort out my life before I sort out yours!" I returned to my phone conversation with my boyfriend, "Kevin knows, he was there when Benji called."

"Why are you in Quebec with Benji?" Mike asked tiredly, obviously not very happy with me.

"Because he's weak and Zoey's Bridezilla." I answered, "I'm so sorry, Mike! It completely slipped my mind. I miss you so much... I'll see you on Tuesday."

"Yeah, Tuesday." He said bluntly.

"Bye." I tried, but he had already hung up on me.

I stormed back into the house and stood chest to chest with my brother. My nose reached his chin, but it had never stopped me before.

"Because of you and your lack of balls, I'm unable to spend the day with my boyfriend who I've seen twice in the past two months. Who I've been in love with for years. But I'm here. Sorting out your relationship while mine is in jeopardy. Man. Up." I then began to curse him in French while Zoey cursed me and him from the other room in English.

"What are you even doing here? We are perfectly capable of sorting out our own problems." Zoey told me, making me laugh loudly.

"Really? Then maybe I should leave. Zoey, I'm here to help you because you're already freaking out about this wedding, you didn't leave yourself long enough. What's the rush?"

"We wanted you to be there." She said abruptly and it took me a few seconds to realise what she had said.

"Me?" I asked quietly, "But I'm healthy... I'm in remission... I..." I shook my head at them, "You aren't doing this for me, that's fucking stupid. Look, if you're doing it this early for me, then you need to sort your shit out. This is your wedding, not mine. Really, I wasn't put on this world to help you, Benji. Look, but I'm sorry. I have a boyfriend who I have to apologise to, and eight men that I have to babysit. I love you to death, but don't make me come back unless it's serious."

-June 8, 2011; NXT Season 2 Premier-

Late. Again. That fucking dickhead was late.

"He's trying to kill me, isn't he? Or get me fired?" I pulled at my hair, stressing that Kipp was late again, "You spoke to him, didn't you?" I asked John who told me very adamantly that he had spoken to his Rookie. "Someone better find out where he fucking is. The show starts in forty minutes and I need to run through a few things with you."

"You need to stop stressing." I jumped slightly as I heard Mike's voice whisper in my ear, felt his warm breath against my neck and his cold hands on my shoulders. "People have no showed events before."

"The debut of a show I am in charge of... Mike, it's not what I need right now."

"He'll be here, I promise. Just take a deep breath and take your mind off of it."

"Mike, I can't take my mind off of it, I have a fucking sho-" he knew just how to take my mind off of everything, though. His lips were somewhat chapped yet moist, a contrast to my dry ones. The kiss was chaste and didn't last very long. But it was Mike. And it was a kiss. "Thank you." I smiled as I pulled away and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

"Everything's going to be okay... I can hear him now."

I took a deep breath and turned around to see the large man walking into the room. He was still wearing his street clothes when the other Rookies had long changed into their ring gear.

"I'll just go and change then." He said as he went to walk back out of the room.

"No," I stopped him, "Where are you going? You can change in there." I pointed to a small bathroom, watching his face contort in utter confusion.

"I'm seven foot tall, I can't change in there." He told me, but I crossed my arms under my breasts and didn't back down.

"It's not my fault that you're late. We have half an hour before we go live and I don't have time for you to find a god damn change room. Now go in there and get changed, you've got five minutes." He went to argue with me, but I was so furious that I pulled of the Maryse hand taunt.

Kipp was out of sight and suddenly the people in the room applauded me.

"Seriously, no one else does that to me or I'll get you fired." I was so serious that no one even dared question me, "Kipp you better be listening to me, because this is how things are going to roll."

After his five minutes were up, Kipp emerged looking dishevelled and pissed off. He took a seat without instruction and listened to my plan. Characters had been toyed with already; they knew how they were supposed to act.

As time drew nearer, I began to freak out even more. Mike and Michelle had to try and calm me down, telling me that if I started freaking out the Rookies would, too. Time ran out and all the Pros with their Rookies were lining up just behind the curtain, waiting for their music to hit. I scowled at Matt who was on screen holding his rib cage, knowing that he had been too stubborn to say anything.

Mike and Kevin were standing at the forefront – I was nervously holding Mike's hand – waiting for Awesome to shock the WWE Universe.

It finally did, and I couldn't look back. He kissed me quickly before putting on his Miz face and disappearing.

"I can't do this." I mumbled to myself.