Here is chapter 10! Review please! And thank you for giving me over 30 reviews! =D

Eve's POV

Well... Isn't this... Quiet? No one knows what to say as we sit in the plane, without Maryse. Those words hurt. Like salt on a wound. It stings. We have an hour left on the plane, and it is just so quiet. I sighed. John put his arm around my shoulders to comfort me.

"Uhh, I miss Maryse." I said, laying my head on his shoulder.

"I know. I do too." John replied. I smiled, looking over at Kelly and Punk.

"Kellz, please stop dancing around, you look weird." Punk said.

"So? I don't care! Wooohooo!" Kelly screamed as she kept dancing in her seat.

"Kelly, please, you're embarrassing me." Punk said.

Kelly stopped abruptly. "What? I'm embarrassing you? Oh I'm sorry, then why don't you go find another girlfriend. Maybe a normal one, who won't embarrass you." Kelly said coldly.

"Kelly, that's not what I-"

"Yes it is! God Punk, why does it matter? You won't be seeing any of these people anymore!" Kelly said, tears filling her eyes.

"Kelly I-"

"No." Kelly turned around and pumped up her music to the fullest, just sitting there now. She looked outside the window, trying hard not to make eye contact. I looked over at John, who'd witnessed it also. He shrugged, mouthing 'All couples fight.' I rolled my eyes at him and closed my eyes, taking a nap.

I opened my eyes, 5 more minutes until we land.

Kelly got out of her seat, walking towards the back.

"Where're you going?" John asked as she walked past. Punk looked back at her, but Kelly's eyes were fixed on John.

"Washroom." She simply replied, still walking. She went in, closing the door behind her.

I shook my head. I got up and walked over to Punk, sitting next to him. "Don't worry, probably just her time of the month." I smiled at him. He playfully widened his eyes.

"Wow, if that's how she is now, I wonder what she'd be like if she were pregnant!" He joked and I laughed. John was heard laughing too, which made me laugh more.

"Okay, we're being sort of mean..." I said.

"All passengers, please get off the plane. We have landed." Came a voice over a intercom.

We all hopped up, taking our luggage. We slowly walked out of the plane. "Hey, wait," John said, making Punk and I turn to him. "Umm, where is Kelly?" He asked, and we all gasped.

"Kelly! Kelly!" We chanted, trying to find her.

"I can't believe we lost Kelly!" I screamed.

"Don't worry, we'll just wait by the doors. She'll have to walk out at some point." Punk said, trying to hide his panic, which was not working.

John wrapped his arms around me to make me feel better. "I hope she's okay..." I said.

Kelly's POV

I was still jamming to my music as I flushed the toilet. I washed my hands, then tried opening the door. Huh, stuck. I pulled harder. What the hell? I gasped. "No, no, no!" I screamed, pulling on the handle. I pulled harder and harder.

Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! I thought, pulling harder and harder. I started slamming my fist at the door. "Is anyone out there? Please help! Eve! John!" I paused, "Punk!" I screamed, hoping for an answer. No, please don't let this happen to me! I thought, pulling harder until my hands hurt.

"All passengers to Adelaide, please take your seats." I heard over the intercom. Oh great. Now what?

My attention was brought to the door when it started to open. A woman stood there, with a confused face as I sprung out of the washroom, realizing I was on my way to Adelaide instead of Sydney. Oh Great. Well, might as well make yourself comfortable. A voice in my head said, so I found an empty seat, beside a young boy.

"Hey mate, what are you doing here?" The boy asked in a thick Australian accent.

"What do you mean?" I asked in my american accent.

"You don't seem to belong. You just don't fit in." The boy said, giving me a once over.

My eyebrows shot up and I nearly smacked the boy. "Excuse me? How old are you? 9? And I don't fit in?" I asked the boy, and he smiled.

"I'm 8." He replied.

"Smart ass." I muttered, just loud enough for him to hear. I decided to make myself comfortable until we got there.

When the plain landed, I got off the and searched around. I was panicking of course. I have no where to go, and I don't know anything about Australia. This is a time where Eve would come in handy. I sat down in a chair and crumpled up my map in frustration.

Someone was standing beside me, I could feel it. "Can I help you?" I asked with out looking up.

"No, but maybe I could help you." A deep male voice answered, and I looked up to see a gingerish blonde with blue eyes. He was muscular and tanned, and had a Canadian accent. His warm smile indicating he just wanted to help. He sat down beside me, reading my map. "Seems as if you're lost. Need help finding your way around?" He asked, and I smiled back at him politely.

"Thanks, but I don't get help from strangers." I said, and he looked into my eyes and smiled again.

"Well then let me introduce myself. I'm Christian. Christian Cage." He said, putting his hand out formally.

I took it and smiled. "Kelly, Kelly Kelly." I laughed at his confused face. "Yeah, I get that a lot." I said, and he blushed.

"Oh, I didn't mean to offend you or anything..." He began, looking at the ground with an embarrassed smile.

I giggled. "It's okay Christian. And yeah, umm, I could really use some help."

"Okay well I'll tell you all the basics, then if you have questions, you could ask."

"Okay. Thanks for the help." I smiled up at him, and blushed when he looked back. He smiled and at my blush. This is going to be... Fun. I thought, smiling.

Christian drove me around the city, showing me everything there was to see. I checked the time, 9:00 p.m.

"Christian it's getting late..." I said, getting worried.

"Yeah, I know. Do you have a place to stay?" He asked.

"No, but you can drop me off at a hotel or something."

"No way. You can stay with me." He offered. I smiled.

"Thanks Christian, that's really nice of you." I said, leaning over and kissing his cheek. He grinned as he parked into his driveway. I gasped, letting my mouth hang open. "Wait, you live here? Like, this is your house? As in, you own the whole thing?" I asked, jumping out of the car. He followed me, laughing at my bewilderment.

"Yes I own this place." He said with a toothy smile, opening the door.

"Whoa!" I screamed, running around exploring. I ran up the spiral staircase. I saw a room with the door wide open, so I walked in. It was neat, and smelled of Axe. I laughed and jumped onto the bed, stomach first. "Ahh, I could get used to this." I said, smiling. I closed my eyes for a moment, until coughing made me open my eyes and look at the door way to see Christian.

He walked over. "Umm, Kelly," He started, looking at the bed with a smile. "That's my bed."

I blushed ruby red and jumped off. "Oh, sorry Christian! I just thought, you know, the door was open and all..." I trailed off as he laughed.

"It's okay Kelly. You room is just down the hall, to your left." He instructed. I nodded and quickly walked out. How could I be so stupid? Of course it was his room. And what is wrong with me? Jumping into his bed like that. Wow, if the girls knew, I'd be in for it. I could just picture it now, they would act like mother's and give me 'The Talk' about not having THAT before marriage. I rolled my eyes as I slipped into my pink bed.

I wonder why it's pink? Does he have a lot of girls over? No... He doesn't seem like that sort of guy. Then again, we just met, so I wouldn't know. And besides, he's rich. Girls would throw themselves at a rich guy. I better stop thinking stupid thoughts, and get some well deserved sleep.

Okay, like it? Lol, I've got big plans for all the girls... =P Well, except Eve... Oh well I'll think of something. Leave me a review, please! BTW, next chapter is going to be back to Maryse. =) And yes, I do update everyday since it is summer. BTW, SummerSlam! is postponed. I love writing this story, and so that's what I'm working on right now. Plus I have another story coming up soon ;P Can't give away too many details. Okay, thanks for reading! =D