Hayley sighed as she pulled her car into Brittany's driveway. She was feeling more sluggish than usual that day, mainly due to the fact that she didn't sleep that well the night before. She was kept up due to the anxiety of her seeing Finn again, as well as the possibility of running into Dolph again.

Hayley knew that he was stalking her with the help of one of his backstage buddies, but, she couldn't figure out who. People always seem to think that the ex-girlfriend becomes obsessed after a breakup, but...not in this case. Dolph knew he didn't have control over her, so, he was going to do everything in his power to break her because he knew that another blow up could seriously threaten her career. Hayley knew she had to stay strong no matter what shit Dolph tried to throw her way. Her career was far more important than he ever will be.

Hayley sighed as she reached to grab her phone from out of her purse. She couldn't help but smile when she saw a text from Finn flash on her screen. The pair had exchanged numbers before they had parted ways after their ice cream date so they could let each other know whereabouts they were. Unlocking her phone, Hayley shoots him a text letting him know that she was waiting on Brittany. After she hit send, she goes back to text Brittany to let her know that she was there. It was nearing seven, and Brittany was notorious for being late sometimes. Once the text was sent, Hayley settled back in her seat as she waited for her friend to emerge from her house.

Hayley hummed to the music playing on her radio as she sat and waited for Brittany. All the while, her mind wandering to Finn. During her restless night, she wondered why he decided to approach her like that. Everyone else who saw her crying in that hallway walked right by her. Maybe they saw what happened and didn't want to interfere because it wasn't their business. Maybe they saw what happened and didn't interfere because they didn't care. Who knows? All Hayley knew was that, for whatever reason, Finn cared enough to stop and check to see that she was okay. She didn't know what to make of the Irishman yet.

He could do what Dolph did and charm his way into her heart then show his true colours. But...he could also be different. He could be the good guy he was making himself out to be. As all these thoughts swirled in the young blonde's mind, she could feel herself starting to drift off. Just as she was about to fall into a deep slumber, a knock at her driver's side window caused her to jump. Hayley whipped her head around in confusion, wondering who the hell would be knocking at her window. She soon hears a laugh, which was followed by a voice.

"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty! We got a workout date to go to!"

Hayley laughed. She'd recognize that voice from a mile away. It was Brittany. She straightens herself up in her seat before reaching over to unlock her passenger's side door. Brittany laughs as she climbs inside of the car, looking over at her sleep deprived bestie as she buckled up her seatbelt.

"You look like shit, Hayls..." she says, "did you sleep at all last night?"

Hayley snorts.

"Barely..." she retorts, "I don't even know what time I actually fell asleep at..."

"Nightmares again?" asks Brittany, "or, is this something completely unrelated to You Know Who?"

Hayley rolls her eyes.

"He's not Voldemort, Brittany..." she says, "you can say his name around me. And, no...it wasn't nightmares. It was my anxiety that kept me up most of the night..."

"He may as well be Voldemort," snorts Brittany, "and, it's good you're not having any nightmares. Do you want me to drive? You shouldn't drive when you've barely had any sleep..."

Hayley sighs.

"That actually sounds like a good idea..." she says, "the last thing I want is to cause an accident because I fell asleep at the wheel. I haven't even had any coffee..."

"Look at you being smart for once in your life," laughs Brittany, "come on. Let's switch."

"Bitch..."

Hayley let out a sleepy laugh as she climbed out of her car. She walks over to the passenger's side, slowly climbing into the seat and closing the door. She yawns as she buckles her seatbelt, groaning as she settles back in the seat. She didn't even bother to look at her phone when she felt it vibrating in her lap, even though she knew it was probably Finn asking where she was. She was way too exhausted and nervous to bother texting him back.

Brittany couldn't help but laugh as she looked over at Hayley. The two had been best friends for the vast majority of their lives. Mainly because Brittany is the oldest daughter of the man that Hayley dubbed her second father. That man being...Triple H. Of course, Stephanie McMahon isn't Brittany's biological mother. She was the product of Triple H and an ex-girlfriend, and Stephanie had adopted Brittany when she married him. The two had lost contact for a bit when Brittany was married to CM Punk, but...that's something for another time. Brittany shakes her head as she starts up the car, making sure that no cars or pedestrians were coming as she backed out of her driveway.

"What's got you all anxious?" she asks as she drove towards the gym, "it's not that Bálor guy, is it?"

Hayley laughs.

"Kinda..." she mumbles, "I just don't know why he's being so nice to me. He and I met just yesterday when I first started my training..."

"Maybe he likes you," says Brittany, "I mean, what guy wouldn't? You're hot. You got a rocking figure. I'd go lesbian for you if I didn't like penis as much as I do."

"Brittany!" laughs Hayley, "there is no possible way he likes me in that way. He barely knows me! I'm probably not even his type!"

"Hayley, don't start that shit with me," says Brittany, "I get that what happened between you and Dolph left some major scars. What he did was Fifty Shades of Fucked Up. But, you can't give up hope just because of one guy. Besides...he has a reputation for being a fuckboy who doesn't give a shit about a woman's feelings. What happened with you helped a lot of his exes come forward with similar stories. Minus the chasing him out of his hotel room naked and beating the shit out of him..."

Hayley sighed. She knew this was just Brittany giving her the typical Bestie Talk. She did the exact same thing when Brittany had called her crying when she found out that Punk had been cheating on her with AJ Lee behind her back.

"I'm not giving up hope, Brittany..." she says, "I just ain't ready for any sort of relationship right now. And, even if I was? I ain't about to rush into it. That was my mistake with Dolph. I rushed into it, and it ended with me getting my heart broken. I ain't about to make the same mistake again. I ain't a stupid girl."

"I never said you were," says Brittany, "I just think that maybe he's doing all of this because he actually likes you. I mean, you were telling me on the phone that he was looking at you in a way that Dolph never did..."

Hayley snorts.

"You know that could just be me going crazy, right?" she says, "he could be doing what Dolph did. He could be charming his way into my heart. And when I let my guard down? That's when the trouble will start. You don't know his true intentions, Brittany..."

Brittany sighs.

"Okay, maybe I don't..." she says, "I just think that you shouldn't categorize every single guy because of what one asshole did to you. I know you, Hayley. You're a strong, wonderful woman. I'm not just saying that because I'm your best friend. I mean that. And you know damn fucking well that I mean that."

Hayley rolled her eyes. She knew that Brittany was right, but, she didn't want to fully admit it. Soon, Michelle pulls into the Performance Center parking lot. There weren't a lot of cars there, which meant that they could get a small bit of privacy. Brittany grins as she parks the car, placing it in park and turning towards Hayley.

"So..." she says, "you ready to bust your ass off?"

Hayley chuckles.

"I guess so..." she says, "let's go find the boys and see what they're up to."