Oh they regretted keeping you up all night, just a little bit anyway. You gripped your coffee tightly in your hand while Roman and Seth carried and dragged the luggages in front you. You were slower of course, the dull pain in your ass preventing you from keeping up.

"I never heard you scream so loud before." Dean commented as he slid up to your side.

"Dean, I swear to fucking god I'll dump this hot coffee on your dick." you growled. You were definitely not a morning person, especially not on two hours of sleep.

"Whoa, calm down there! We're going to Vegas soon! You'll be having all kinds of fun at Naomi's bachelorette party in a few hours!"

"Her what?"

"Don't you know? Seth, Rome and I are going to Jimmy's bachelor's party tonight after Raw. I thought you were going to Naomi's..."

That put you in an even worse mood. You had been there for awhile and sure you weren't really getting real close with the other girls but if everybody was fucking invited why weren't you? You scoffed realizing how ridiculous you sounded. "Why would I want to hang out with a bunch of girls anyway?"

"Um, because it's fun. It's a night to let loose and-"

"I FUCKING KNOW THAT DEAN!" your shout caught the attention of Roman and Seth who whirled around.

"What are you doing to her Dean? You know she's hostile in the morning!" Seth complained.

"I'm sorry! I was trying to cheer her up by talking about the bachelorette party 'cause I thought she was invited." Dean said softly.

"Fuck, man! You just had to open your mouth!" Roman set down the bags and went over to you. "Baby, we were gonna tell you last night but we...got distracted. I could ask Jimmy to talk to Naomi-"

"No. I'll be fine. I'll just fucking go watch Celine Dion or something! Go have fun without me!" You stormed away from the trio as fast as your ass would let you. Why not being invited to a bachelorette party bugged you so much you didn't know. Well...you did actually. It was because you felt left out again, unpopular and like the butt of some sick cosmic joke. You also knew that your attitude had something to do with it to. It took awhile for people to see that you weren't all bitchface and attitude, that deep down you were a decent and fun person to hang out with. You didn't blame Naomi for not inviting you, only blamed yourself for not opening up to the other Divas.

Suddenly you felt a gentle pull on your arm. You turned around and fell into Seth's arms. It was so comforting you couldn't help but release your emotions which caught Seth by surprise.

"Hey, did Dean upset you that bad?" he asked, concern rising in his voice.

"No I just realized that I'm an asshole to those other girls. it's not wonder I'm not invited." You wiped the forming tear away with the back of Roman's hoodie sleeve.

"Don't beat yourself up too much over it. You've just got some growing to do. I'm sure Roman can talk to the twins and work something out so you don't have to be alone."Seth said, trying to comfort you.

"It's ok, it's one of her special days. I'm not going to ruin that by making things awkward or tense."

Seth rubbed your back and sighed. "So you steal Roman's hoodie and you still haven't given me back my leather jacket." he said trying to cheer you up.

"You shut up. That plane is gonna be cold, I need all the warmth I can get. Now can you go get me some food please?" You kissed him, standing on your tippytoes to do so.

"Alright, go back to Dean and Ro and head to the gate. I'll meet you guys there."

"Oh and Seth, get me a Tylenol. My ass still hurts."

Seth smirked. "Gotcha!"

You turned around and slammed right into someone. It was Naomi and Cameron. Naomi had her cinnamon roll stuck to her chest, icing dripping down her shirt.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" You said.

Naomi gripped Cameron's arm, alerting her to back off before she ran her mouth. "It's alright, accidents happen."

"I can get you some napkins, or a replacement roll if you want." You offered.

"No thanks." She pulled the roll off her chest and threw it in the nearby trashcan. Cameron followed her. You could hear her say what a "stupid bitch" you were while Naomi surprisingly defended you by saying it was just a mistake. You watched as they turned into the women's bathroom, probably to clean the mess you made. You sighed and limped back to Roman and Dean.

"Sorry for yelling Dean."

"It's ok. Just don't pour your coffee on my dick ok?"

"Scouts, honor." You held up your hand, pretending to swear on your honor.

"Where did Seth go?" Roman asked.

"He's getting me said he'll meet us at the gate."

"Alright, then let's get going."

"Heres your neck pillow, your cozy blanket, your breakfast, and a nice copy of WWE magazine, with yours truly on the cover." Seth said as he wrapped the blanket around you. You looked over at Roman who shrugged his shoulders.

"I swear I only asked for breakfast and Tylenol."

"I figured I'd keep you happy so you wouldn't rip off anyone's head. Eat up."

You sighed and pulled out the bagel, egg and cheese sandwich from the paper bag. "Wait...is there a fold out of Lana?" you said glancing at the magazine.

Seth looked at the cover and read the headlines. "Oh yeah I guess there is one. Why?"

"Hot damn! it's my lucky day!" You flipped through the magazine one handed, taking a bite every couple of pages until you got to the centerfold.

"What you go a thing for Lana too?" Roman questioned, curiosity seeping in his voice.

"She's very beautiful ok? I can admire another woman's beauty."

"In what way?" Seth questioned, an eyebrow cocked.

You rolled your eyes and filled your mouth with some more of your sandwich, preventing you from explaining two men beside you glanced at each other determined to find out what you meant.

"Watch her, I'm going to go talk to Jimmy I'll be right back." Roman unclipped his seatbelt and headed towards the back of the airplane to his younger cousin.

"Hey can I talk to you?"

Jimmy pulled out his earphones and looked up at Roman. "What's up man?"

"Um, look. I know she and the other Diva's ain't really the best of friends but do you think you could get Naomi to invite her to her bachelorette party? I don't want her to be alone while we're out partying."

"What you mean yo girl? I don't know man...She's a little rough around the edges."

"I know. But, look, if Naomi says no do you think she could come with us?" Roman pleaded.

"Why can't she just go to Naomi's bachelorette party, man? Why you tryin' tah make her come with us!? it's boy's night, man!" Jimmy shouted.

Roman sighed and beckoned his cousin to keep his voice down. "Look, you know damn well she and the girls don't really get along! Me, Seth and Dean are her only friends and we're all going with you. I don't wanna leave her alone."

"Dude, it ain't my fault she's a bitch."

"Oh that's how its gonna be? I thought we were family."

"You know I ain't mean it like that. I just meant, she don't talk to the girls, all she do is talk down at ain't cool." Jimmy crossed his arms over his chest and looked up at his cousin.

"I know...but if you got to know her like I do you would know that she's just different. It's hard for her to fit in with girly girls. She's one of the guys."

"Fine. Ay, look, I'll talk to Naomi but that's it. If Naomi says no then she can't come with us. This is boy's night and I want to keep it that way."

"You think she's gonna ruin it or something?! She ain't gonna rat on you if you do some dumb shit tomorrow night. I know you would do the same if Naomi was in her position."Roman turned away from his cousin, an angry scowl across his face. Jimmy was left behind, the fate of his bachelor's party hanging in the distance.