A/N- Semi filler chapter, but be sure to read the conversation if nothing else, I'm sure you'll get a feel for what is soon to be coming.

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Online Friends, Offline Enemies

"Caylin Sue, tonight is your night. Do you know why?" Chris asked on the ride to the arena.

"Because you are going to go away forever?"

"No, you get to do the one thing no one does; kiss me." Chris reminded her, for the thousandth time that hour.

"I get to peck you on the lips, not slip you some tongue." Caylin cringed at that thought.

"Not that you don't want to." Chris added, thinking back to the conversation he had with her on the computer.

"It is about number two on my bucket list."

"Really? What could possibly be above making out with the Sexy Beast?" Chris asked, turning the radio down, curious to hear her answer.

"Nothing, you'll just have to figure it out." Caylin smirked knowing this would bother him till he figured it out.

"Caylin Sue, I know that you are lying. Ever since we were forced to spend time together, you've wanted me."

"Oh really?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't blame you. If I was you, I'd do the same thing."

"Seems to me that you are the one always grabbing my hand, or putting your arm around me." Caylin reminded him.

"Only in front of the fans!" Chris defended.

"I'm sorry, need I remind you how many times I have woken up with your arms around me?" Caylin questioned.

"Only because you roll over to me during the middle of the night and basically lay on top of me." Chris pointed out.

"I wouldn't have to roll towards you if you wouldn't take all the blankets. I do get cold, you know?"

"You're always 'I'm not cold Chris, you can have them' every night." Chris mimicked a high pitched female voice.

"One time! I wasn't cold one time,and you act like it's every night."

"Maybe if you weren't on the computer all the time, you would communicate better with me."

"You're on the same time I am! All the time!" Caylin threw back at him.

"But I still talk to you. You become a hermit while on it." They were now at the arena parking lot, and on their way into the building, ignoring the looks people were throwing at them.

"And all you do is insult me while on it." Caylin yelled at him.

"It's not an insult if it's the truth." They were now walking beside each other, except there was a ten foot distance between them.

"What are you trying to say?"

"You're an ungrateful, spoiled, bitch."

"Better than being a conceited jackass who makes himself out to be everything he is NOT." Caylin shot back at him, doing her best not to push him against the wall and strangle him.

"I am everything I say I am, I'll have you know."

"Right."

"How would you know? You don't know me."

"Funny, considering you never stop talking about yourself."

"You think you're so funny." By now, just about everyone was listening to their argument, but they didn't seem to notice. Both had stopped walking and were now facing each other.

"Funnier than you." She took a step closer to him, clenching her fists.

"In. Your. Dreams." Chris took a step towards her until they were a few inches apart.

"I'm in your's every night, aren't I?" Cocky, he could almost appreciate it from her if he wasn't so damn infuriated right now.

"Only on Wednesdays baby."

"See what I mean about thinking you're funny?" They were nose and nose.

"CHRIS! CAYLIN! MY OFFICE NOW." They jolted apart when they heard Vince scream at them.

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"This is all your fault." Chris mumbled as they followed Vince into his office.

"Not another word out of either of you. Sit down!" Vince ordered.

"Mind telling me what the hell all that commotion was about?"

"I'll tell you sir, Chris Jericho is a pompous asshole."

"On the contrary sir, Caylin is a stuck up, know it all, loud mouthed, bitch." Chris corrected.

"Which is why I don't see why you don't get along with her." Vince pointed out.

"She's impossible to get along with. You should try living with her for a week, not as easy as it sounds."

"Chris hogs the shower, eats everything in sight, takes up the bed, never shuts up, drives like a maniac, spends more money on his hair than I do, and gives himself pep talks." Caylin added.

"You two aren't sleeping together, are you?" Vince eyed them both up. He hasn't seen this much sexual tension in a long time.

"NO!" Caylin about choked while Chris made gagging noises.

"Mature, really mature. You two are excused, and I don't want any more circumstances like this one again. I'm adding another two weeks onto you two rooming together."

"Great." Chris mumbled just as Caylin tripped him walking out the door.

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CanYouSayCay: He got me in trouble...AGAIN!
KingOfYourWorld: How?
CanYouSayCay: We got into a huge argument and our boss heard us.
KingOfYourWorld: What was the argument about?
CanYouSayCay: ….Who wanted who, I think.
KingOfYourWorld: I see.
CanYouSayCay: He had me so mad, I didn't know if I wanted to strangle him or....kiss him.
KingOfYourWorld: So which did you do?
CanYouSayCay: Neither. Though I did have to kiss him later that night.

"You guys are on in two." Jason, the stagehand, informed Chris and Caylin, who haven't spoken to each other since that morning.

"Lets get in position." Caylin mumbled, walking past Chris to the hallway where the scene was to take place.

"Action!"

Caylin stood, leaning against the wall, holding her left shoulder. The frustration was evident on her face. You could hear the cheers from the crowd as Jericho entered the frame.

"Are you okay? You took a nasty bump out there." Chris lightly rubbed her shoulder.

"I'm fine. You're the one who I was worried about. They were all attacking you, and there was nothing I could do. I thought you were.." Chris put his finger to her lips, silencing her.

"It doesn't matter. I'm fine."

"I don't know what I'd do if you got hurt." Christ tilted her chin up so she was looking directly at him. They were silent for a brief moment, before he slowly leaned in towards her. Hesitantly, he brushed his lips against hers and immediately pulled back. She looked at him.

"C'mere." She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down again.

"CUT!" They immediately pulled apart from each other, both looking disgusted.

"I FELT YOUR TONGUE." They both yelled at each other.

KingOfYourWorld: So how was it?
CanYouSayCay: He slipped me some tongue.
KingOfYourWorld: I bet you liked it!
CanYouSayCay: I did not! Then he had the nerve to accuse me of doing it.
KingOfYourWorld: Maybe you enjoyed it and just don't want to tell him.
CanYouSayCay: Absolutely not. What a great birthday present from my boss; kissing him.
KingOfYourWorld: Is it your birthday?
CanYouSayCay: No...Thursday.

Chris looked up from his bed at Caylin. He didn't know her birthday was Thursday. He didn't even hear anyone else mention it.

KingOfYourWorld: Plan on partying?
CanYouSayCay: No. No one knows it's my birthday.
KingOfYourWorld: Why not?
CanYouSayCay: I don't want them to feel obligated to do anything.
KingOfYourWorld: What about your family?
CanYouSayCay: I haven't talked to them in over two years.
KingOfYourWorld: Well in case I don't talk to you before then, happy birthday.
CanYouSayCay: Thanks. I'm going to go. Bye
KingOfYourWorld: Bye Caylin.

KingOfYourWorld has signed off.

Caylin froze. How did he know her name?

Chris mentally slapped himself for that stupid comment.

"You look like your dog died." Chris spoke up, hoping to take her mind off that conversation.

"Fuck you." She looked over her laptop at her egotistical enemy/roommate.

"One day if you're lucky." Caylin sighed and began yelling at him.

Chris was relieved, her mind was off of it, for now.