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MARYSE'S POV

"It was nice doing business with you, Randy." I smiled at him, while re-adjusting my top and my skirt. I finally got my plan set into motion. All Randy needed was alittle motivation, to get him to agree. I know what you are thinking, I sleep with him to get to get in on my plans. But, whatever, if sleeping with him gets him to do anything I want then, so be it. All I want out of this is to bring Marlena down for once and for all. To take her number 1 spot.

RANDY'S POV

I can't believe what I just did that. I slept with Maryse, my ex-girlfriend's(which I'm trying to get back) suppose best friend. Wait till Marlena finds out she'll never want to see my face again. But, that's the thing Maryse is suppose to help me get her back. It took me to realize by her being with another guy, that I love her and have feelings for her. I don't want her with anyone else, but me. Call me stingy, but I need Marlena.

JOHN'S POV

I'm nervous. I can't go out there knowing there's a possiblity that we could lose. Yeah, I know I may talk a big game around everyone else, but those Rams guys are huge. I remember last year they nearly killed one of our most valuable players. What if I'm next to be on the injuried list? Okay, stop it, John you're being paranoid., I thought. I'm going to go out there and give it my best.

MICKIE'S POV

I am so excited about the game tonight. I'm talking to Marlena, who is warming up in a cute little cheerleading uniform.

"Mickie I have to tell you something."

"What?"

"Randy kissed me!"

"He kissed you! Aren't you going out with, Punk!"

"Yeah, but I quickly pulled away and slapped him."

"Are you going to tell, Punk?"

"I don't know! I'm kind of scared to."

"Scared? Why?"

"Well, Punk is one of those hot tempered types of guys and he might try to kill Randy. Plus, Punk is going to be here at the game! And so is Randy!"

"What!"

"Yeah, so that's why I'm not telling him until we leave here. I don't want Punk to go to juvie,...again."

"Again?"

"Yeah, he sort of been in and out since he was twelve. But, he's a great kid, he's just gets mixed up with the wrong crowd."

"Well, speaking of Punk, here he comes now."

MARLENA'S POV

"Punk!" I jumped into his arms and he caught me.

"Hey to you too. What's up Mickie?"

"Nothing, I'm going to go check on John. See ya!"

"I missed you." I said, leaning in to kiss him.

"Awww, I'm flattered." He put his hand over his heart and smiled. I knew he was joking, I know Punk isn't the lovey-dovey type.

"I'm glad you came, the game will start in 20 minutes."

"Okay. You know you look really hot in this cheerleading outfit." Punk smiled and lifted the skirt up, just alittle. I rolled my eyes and slapped his hand away.

"Cut it out!" I hit him, playfully.

"What! I was curious." He smiled, wrapping his arms around me.

"I know. Look I got get going why don't you go and take your seat." Punk did just that, while I continued to warm up.

After the football game...

"Yay, we won!" Mickie and I screamed at the top of our lungs. We did our little happy dances.

"Babe, sorry to interrupted, but are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, bye Mickie." I hugged her and walked away with Punk.

As I got in the car, Punk grabbed my hand and kissed it. I smiled he was always goofying off. As we were driving I decided to turn the radio, looking for a good song. Then, my favorite song came on the radio. It was, "Miseria Cantare-The Beginning", by AFI.

"Oh my God, I love this song!"

Punk chuckled,"Yeah, me too."

Then, we started to sing the lyrics. We had so much fun just rocking out to the song. After the song ended, Punk pulled up in the drive my of my house.

"Talk to you tomorrow, babe."

"You should come in."

"I don't know-"

"Oh, come on, please."

"Alright." I walked into my house, with Punk following close behind me, when my mom called me into the living room.

"What is it mom? Who is this?" I motioned to the blonde sitting on the couch.

"I want you to meet someone, but who is that?" Mom said motioning to Punk.

"Oh, this is Phil, my boyfriend."

"Hi, Ms. Samson." Punk shooked my mom's hand.

"Oh, please sweetie call Karuna."

"Okay, now mom who is this?" The girl got up and walked over towards me and grabbed my hand.

"Hi, Marlena. I'm your big sister, Veronica."

BTW:Veronica's picture is on my profile!