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I do own Ry.

Tired from her tag match with Mickie, Ry packed up her locker. Swinging her swag on her back she started to walk out of the lockers.

Mickie- "Ahem"

She stopped and turned around, finding Mickie with her hands on her hips. Ry really didn't know what she had done wrong.

Ry- "What?"

Mickie- "And where do you think you're going?"

Ry racked her brain. What had she done wrong. She really didn't know WWE etiquette or even American etiquette. A lot of things were confusing for her here. Ry shrugged her shoulders and answered.

Ry- "Home, well back to the hotel."

Mickie giggled then grabbed her hand and sung her back into the room.

Mickie- "I don't think so missy"

Ry shuddered, hearing her being called missy. Only her dad called her that. She patiently waited for Mickie to get changed. When Mickie was ready to leave she finally explained to Ry.

Mickie- "We are going out."

Some of the other Diva's smirked as they followed each other out and piled into their cars. They all met at a club close to the hotel. It was called Venom. And Ry had never been to place like it before. The club had 3 levels and in the middle of the staircase that connected them was a large stage where the latest bands played. Lots of people were dressed in black tonight, so Ry guessed that the club used themes every now and then. Mickie and some of the other girls stayed down in the lowest level of the club. Marie grabbed a table for them and they sat down talking about the show for a while. Ry's first match came up and it looked like she had impressed some of the diva's.

Mickie- "Someone else was really impressed too"

Mickie said with a playful voice. Her eyes sneaking a look at Ry, who was scanning the club. Mickie coughed and Ry woke up a bit. She realised that she had been looking for him. And she hadn't even known it. Mickie smiled and said

Mickie- "You know girls Ry should probably socialise with the rest of the roster. Who knows maybe someone's caught her eye."

Ry knew what Mickie was doing. And she didn't really want to. She was in the WWE to work, not socialise with boys. She tried to start the conversation up again to distract the girls. But they were already on their feet ready to go show Ry off. Ry sighed and followed them. They went to the second level of the club, where the girls steered clear of The Miz and any girls at his heels. A lot of them groaned or scoffed at the site.

Maria- "Why do they do that?"

Kelly- "Do what?"

Michelle- "Don't worry about it girls, they just want a story to tell their friends the next day."

Mickie- "Dealing with his snoring after though, would so not be worth it. I mean do you hear him on our flights."

She turned to Ry.

Mickie- "Never sit next to him"

Ry- "Ok"

As she followed the group up to the top level she could see that Michelle was the leader. She was smart, hence the teacher gimmick, and she had a lot of confidence. It was obvious by the way she strutted in front of the girls as they walked. It was also obvious that Mickie had definitely taken Ry under her wing. It was cute, in a way. As they reached the highest level of the club someone caught Ry's attention. She took a deep breath and stepped out of the safety of the gaggle of girls. She felt exposed on her own in a strange place, and people she didn't know. But through the crowd she could see his rainbow hair, and pushed on towards him. She weaved in and out between people dancing until someone stood directly in her path. He put his arms around her and she could smell the alcohol on his breath. She looked up at him and he had an almost sick smile on his face. His blonde hair hung in front of his eyes. He leant towards her.

Edge- "You looked so hot fighting tonight baby doll."

Ry- "Ugh"

Ry coughed at the strong stench of Vodka hit her.

Edge- "Why don't you just come back to the hotel with me. I'll help you get out of those horrible country clothes"

Ry punched him in the gut and he crouched over. He went to hit her back but another hand held him at bay. Randy Orton held him by the arms. He told him to go get another drink. Then he apologised to Ry.

Randy- "Look I'm sorry about that. He gets a little, overconfident, when he drinks."

Ry- "A little?"

Randy- "Yeah ah. You ah had a good match tonight."

Ry tried not to look over Randy's shoulder to see Jeff. But she couldn't help it. He was dancing and he looked like he was having the time of his life. Eventually she brought herself back to meet Randy's eyes.

Randy- "Can I offer you a drink?"

As much as Ry wanted to follow that strange rainbow haired man, she knew she needed to make some friends around the WWE. So she took the offer. Even though she didn't want a drink, she danced with Randy for most of the night. He wasn't a bad dancer and she felt like loosening up. It seemed like superstars enjoyed partying so she might as well get used to it. As the night drew on she was working up a sweat and she was drinking more and more. The diva's kept appearing out of nowhere with these fancy shots and drinks. Back home she would only ever really drink beer so she thoroughly enjoyed the taste test. Some of the other superstars began to leave the club at around 1. Ry wasn't ready to leave just yet though. And her roommate Mickie James was still dancing a few feet away. From behind her Ry felt someone bump into her. She turned to apologise but nothing came out, as she faced the stranger. But he didn't feel much like a stranger, not to her. His normally intimidating rainbow hair seemed welcoming to her. He didn't apologise at first, he just gave her a goofy smile and looked down at his feet. He took a deep breath and at the same time they both said sorry. Jeff flicked the hair out of his face as he looked up at her again. His eyes were a wild green. In no way were they subtle or gentle, but fierce and uncontrollable. He seemed to have drunken as much as her from the red blush in his cheeks. He grabbed her and they started dancing together. He was, well, an interesting dancer. But she didn't care, with him, she let go and just had fun. An hour later Mickie dragged her back to the hotel. It was a few blocks away and Jeff walked with them. 'Protecting' them he said. Perhaps he did forget that they were two WWE Diva's. When they got back to the hotel. Jeff stumbled off down the opposite corridor to the girls. Matt his brother and Shannon Moore trailed after him. Matt attempting to hold Shannon up after a big night out. As Ry had a shower and slumped into her bad she couldn't help but ask Mickie.

Ry- "Is it always like this?"

Mickie- "Like what?"

Mickie yawned as she rolled into the bed beside Ry.

Ry- "Wild and out of control"

Mickie- "Ry this is the WWE. What did you expect?"

Ry -"Honestly Mick, I had no idea. But whatever you call this life, I could get used to it. I t does get quieter though, doesn't it?"

Mickie answered with a slight snore. And Ry knew she had lost her to her tiresome eyes. Ry's head grew heavy soon as well. And as she laid her head back and gave into her heavy eyelids, she saw blurs of the night replaying in her head. At first it was her match with Mickie, then that rainbow hair, and last she saw ice blue eyes. She didn't remember who they belonged to be she wanted to look deeper inside of them. Before she could try she too was lost to the land of nod.

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