Dancing in the UK!

Soooooooooooooooo Sorry for the delay! I had major writers block which is why this chapter sucks so much : | Try to enjoy it! : \

Chapter 6: Rehearsals, easy as pi!

The dark lights of the room suddenly came on, and, who Candice thought was Undertaker getting revenge, was Brendan Cole, her dance partner.

"That is totally a wrestling move!" Candice joked as Brendan turned on the lights.

"Not funny. What's this all I hear about you trying to leave then faking an injury and-" Candice put up her finger, silencing Brendan.

"It's all under control," Brendan rolled his eyes. "Well, see you at the final, I guess I'll be making an appearance," Candice added, her eyes suddenly turning to the floor in guilt.

"Bye, but you should really think about this. Sabotaging someone else, because the viewers don't like you is not how you stay in a competition, that was proved last week," Brendan warned before he left.

"Fine, I'll tell them!" she sighed.

(At rehearsals)

Mickie had her turn to practise. John watched her, envious of her partner. Their dance was full of sexual movements. John forced himself not to watch.

"What's with the green eyes?" Jeff asked his friend with his arm around Maria.

"What?" John asked.

"You're jealous. Or angry. I thought you and Mickie were an item," Jeff replied. John sunk his head into his hands.

"She thinks I'm ruining her chances, I'm not am I? I just wanted to give her a nice lunch,". Maria sighed and shook her head.

"Listen, all you have to say is-" Interrupting Maria, Mickie walked over to John.

"You're up next," was all she said. Still staring at her, John stood up and walked over to the dance floor.

"Apologise, now." Maria whispered to her best friend. Mickie scoffed and chugged down the rest of her water.

"Apologise?" She asked as she threw away the bottle. "I'll apologise, after I win of course," a small smile grew on Mickie's face.

"What makes you so sure you're going to win? Didn't Candice think the same thing?" An offended Maria asked.

"Last time I checked nobody was really a fan of Candice," Mickie said as she played with her fingers. A light chuckle escaped from Maria's mouth as she took a few steps closer to Mickie. Mickie, who, as you can see, has had a sudden change of character rolled her eyes. "Whatcha going to do? Hurt me? I'd like to see you try,"

" Be careful what you wish for," Maria, now Mickie's ex best friend walked onto the dance floor for her practise.

Randy Orton sat on one of the chairs, staring at the floor. "Don't let it get to you Randy," he whispered to himself repeatedly. Undertaker walked up behind him and listened to his thoughts.

"Don't let it get to you," Randy said once more.

"You're right. Don't let it get to you. You've lost Sam and now Candice, just focus on the dance for now," Undertaker finally said after a few minutes of eavesdropping on the heartbroken adult.

"Why should I listen to anything you say? You hurt her…" Randy muttered, fighting back his tears. Undertaker sighed.

Michelle walked over to the two. "Randy, I think you're next," Randy nodded to the blonde and stood next to the stage. Michelle sat in his seat. She stared at Undertaker through the corner of her eyes, while pretending to read the newspaper.

"I can see you," Undertaker whispered. Michelle hummed quietly to herself, trying to ignore him. "I'm talking to you Michelle," Undertaker's deep voice grumbled. Michelle hummed louder. "Michelle!" he bellowed, then he sighed. "What do you want me to do?"

"Say sorry to Candice and promise not to hurt a girl ever again," she finally replied.

"What?" He took in a deep breath. "OK, I'll apologise," Michelle's eyes lit up and she hugged him.

"Thank you!"

*~*~*

"Then I walked away," Maria finished telling the story of her argument with Mickie earlier in rehearsals. Beth, who was doing her nails, sighed.

"She's tired of people betraying her. Remember Chris? Used her for sex. Dave? He used her to get back at Barbie, she even had a one night stand with Brian Kendrick! She wants to be the one to win this time," Maria crossed her arms and pouted.

"So you aren't going to agree with the sweetest girl in the locker-room?" she joked.

"No, but I am going to meet the hottest guy in the locker-room," Beth smiled and skipped into CM Punks room. "Hi!" she squealed. CM Punk spun around and gazed at Beth.

"You look amazing, as you always do!" he greeted the woman who was now blushing.

"Oh, Phil, you're too kind!" She playfully hit his shoulder and they gradually walked into the room and fell onto the bed - no, not in that way. "You know, we should go on a double date, me and you with Jeff and Maria, we could do it in a few hours, there's a beach near isn't there?"

"That would be awesome," Punk agreed.

"They're so sweet," Maria said to herself as she listened at the door.

*~*~*

Candice bit her lip, she raised her hand to knock the door but it swung open any way. There stood Undertaker, looking apologetic.

"I need to tell you something," They said at the same time.

"Ladies first," Undertaker said, feeling relieved he didn't have to be brought down to a ridiculous level - apologising. According to him, anyway.

"I'm sorry for what I did. You don't deserve that, you're a wrestling legend and a pretty amazing dancer too," she chuckled at her last sentence, realising it was true.

"Thanks, you know I was about to say the same thing, well not the…never mind," Undertaker smiled nervously.

"Come here you big bully," Candice joked and hugged him. Michelle, who was listening at the window, interrupted.

"Yay!" she cried, clapping her hands. "You guys are the best!" Michelle skipped back into the room. Candice and Undertaker looked at each other, confused but amused at the same time. All of a sudden, they heard a crash. They ran into the room and saw Michelle laying on the ground, unconscious and helpless. There was a broken table and a few chairs out of place.

*~*~*

"Hey Mickie, you're pretty, pretty ugly!" Maria said into the mirror, practising some insults she read on the internet. "Every woman has the right to be ugly, you abused the privilege my friend," She smiled and flicked her hair. "That one was good,"

Jeff sat on a chair and rolled his eyes. "Just listen to what I have to tell you,". Maria spun round curiously. "We're going on a double date tonight, me and you with Phil and Beth, we're leaving in 20 minutes so get ready,"

20 minutes? That was not enough for Maria to get ready, everyone knew that.

"Why didn't you tell me? It's not like I was busy practising insults or something!" She scoffed, even though she knew that was exactly what she was doing.

*~*~*

"Michelle! Wake up! Michelle!" Undertaker shook the woman, hoping her eyes would at least flutter. "Come on!" he pressured.

"I know exactly what to do, just get me -" Before Candice could finish, one of the show's producers came into the room.

"Miss Michelle, I'm sorry, you're going to have to leave now," he nodded and left again.

"Hello!" she shouted after him. "We have an unconscious woman over here!" The producer didn't hear her and simply carried on walking. "People these days, they have absolutely no concern for others," She tutted and went back to holding Michelle's hand.