Hi guys! I'm so sorry I haven't posted Chapter 5 in like 2 days. I've been REALLY busy with school. FOUR tests in ONE week. UGH! No wonder I hate school so much! haha. Anyway, it's Friday (Yay!) I won't bore you, let's get on with the show (: See you at the bottom. I hope the length of this makes up for the 2 days of no updates!
Casey Marie xx

I folded my arms over my chest and gazed up at the two figures standing in front of me. I jumped slightly when I saw Ted DiBiase and Randy Orton standing there, arms folded and a grimace on their face. Okay, so that was Randy, Ted was trying his best to be serious, but kept cracking a few chuckles. I cracked a smile and looked in the other direction, trying to hide my amusement. "Ouch." I heard Ted say. I looked up to see Randy glaring at Ted and Ted holding his chest. "That's assault Mr. Orton." I teased, which caused Ted to grin. Randy didn't find that the tiniest bit amusing. Randy let out a sarcastic chuckle. "Really? What about what the WHOLE locker room witnessed just a few moments before? Christy, I'm pretty sure you gave her a broken nose and a black eye! Not to mention, this is the second week IN A ROW you two have fought."He explained. I rolled my eyes like a child before grinning. "I did hit her pretty good, didn't I?" an accomplishment smirk plastered on my lips. I saw Ted nod at Randy. "Well, she did." He insisted. I bowed my head down once at Randy, motioning an agreeing Ted. "See." I noted. He ran his right hand down his face and around his chin and jaw. "You're not helping." He pointed at Ted sternly, who just shrugged. I let out a loud giggle, before Randy turned to me, shooting me a glare. I bowed my head to the floor, still laughing softly. "Who started it?" he asked bluntly, not wanting to beat around the bush. "She did." I replied immediately. "Even Alicia saw her." I explained. "For some reason, I find that very hard to believe." He stated. I scoffed, standing up and shaking my head at Randy. "Whatever." I said, before walking towards the door. "I don't need this; I can do what I want." I stated, before walking out the door, slamming it closed. I walked out and saw Eve, still being held by the colons. She clenched her jaw when she saw me and tried to charge at me, but Primo and Carlito held her back. I walked up to her and placed my open hand in her face. "You should really keep your dog under control." I whispered loudly at the Colons, who both couldn't help but grin. That just made Eve madder and she attempted to kick and hit me. I rolled my eyes. "See you later sweetheart." I stated, winking at her.

I walked off down the hall. As I was walking down the hall, stagehand stopped me. "Vince wants to see you in his office, now." They explained. I squinted my eyes closed. This couldn't be good. I nodded and made my way to Vince's office. I knocked on the door and waited patiently. I wasn't in any hurry to enter that office. A few moments later I heard "Come in." I obliged and walked into his office. "Ah, Christy." He said and motioned me to sit down. His expression was unreadable. He didn't seem content, nor pissed off. I lowered myself into the seat and smiled awkwardly at him. "So, I just heard about you and Eve's little scuffle before." He's tone was casual. He paused for a moment before his tone turned stern. "Wait, no. I heard your scuffle and came out and saw you and Eve going at it like two uncontrollable animals!" He stated. A guilty look spread across her face, before my features were replaced with confusion. "Hold on." I interrupted him, using my hand to shush him. "Why am I here? You're not seriously going to suspend, release me etc and not her? It's just as much my fault as it is hers, if not more her than me. She started the fights and I have witnesses." I defended. If I was going down, I was bringing her with me. "If you would have let me continue," He said calmly and I rolled my eyes. "I would have told you, that I will be seeing you two individually because I can't trust you in the same arena! Let alone my office." He explained. "It's still her fault." I muttered. "Christy, please." He asked politely. "I know Eve isn't the most popular Diva, I have had many complaints about her, but everyone else learnt to deal with her." I groaned softly, almost inaudible. "Vince, it's like you don't even know me at all! I'm not going to stand around and take it, while she prances around like she's the fucking princess!" I exclaimed in anger. "Well what do you suppose I do about it Christy?" He asked. There was a long silence before a grin plastered on his face. I eyed him suspiciously, my hands folded over my chest. "Actually, I know exactly what I'm going to do; Christy Hemme vs. Eve Torres." He announced, as if I weren't the only one in the room. A smirk spread across my features. "That's perfect Vince, thank you." I said getting up and walking to the door. I turned to him, "You're the best Vince." I stated before walking out. I couldn't have been happier! I could do what I wanted to her in that ring. "Damn." I mentally slapped myself for not asking for a No DQ match. I walked into the divas locker room, filled with most of the RAW divas. They all turned to me, looking at me suspiciously. I still had a devious smirk plastered on my face. I walk over to Melina, who turned to me, eyeing me suspiciously, matching the curiosity of the rest of the divas. "What are you so happy about? Didn't Vince want to talk to you?" Melina asked. I nodded the smirk getting bigger. Before I could speak, her face lit up. "He's going to release her, isn't he? Oh my god, thank you so much Christy!" She exclaimed, wrapping her arms around me. I struggled out of her grasp. "Not, that great. I have a match against her tonight." Melina's face reacted with disappointment. "Is it a No DQ match?" she asked, her tone dull, with the slightest bit of hope in her tone. I shook my head. "No, unfortunately. " She sighed. "Well, good luck?" She asked and I laughed softly at her before going and preparing for my match.

As I waited behind the curtain in the gorilla, I noticed Eve stomping over with Kelly and Alicia, her arms folded and a scowl on her face. I rolled my eyes and scoffed at her. She turned to me and shot me an ice cold stare. They were talking to Eve, glancing over at me every now and then. Eve's music began to play and she walked out onto the ramp. I looked to the T.V and saw her scowl turn into a bright smile. "Could she be any faker?" I muttered to myself. "Probably not." I heard a familiar voice say as they came up behind me. I had my arms folds; I turned around to see Randy Orton standing there. He stepped beside me and I reverted my vision in front of me. "Christy…" he began before I interrupted him. "Yes?" I asked politely before continuing in a dry tone "Oh wait, I don't care." I stated before turning back in front of me. "Look, I just wanted to ask you out on a date." He said. I narrowed my eyes and turned to him. "Randy, you aren't serious, are you?" I asked. He nodded "As serious as humanly possible." He said before his infamous smirk formed on his lips. I scoffed softly before turning to him, my arms still folded. "Hm, how about not?" He rolled his eyes. Before he could say anything, stagehand approached us. "Christy, you're turn to go out." The man said. I nodded and made my way to the curtain. "Alright! I'll pick you up at 8!" Randy shouted, before his smirk grew bigger. I turned him and raised my brow. "Randy! I'm not-"before I could say anything, he was gone. My jaw dropped in shock.

Once my theme hit the arena, the crowd erupted in cheers. I walked out and performed my usual entrance. I gazed up into the ring and saw a smiling Eve. When she caught my gaze, her smile faded very quickly. This caused me to smirk. The fans were confused to why two fan favorites were competing, but flowed with it. When I entered the ring, the fans weren't sure whether to cheer for me or Eve.

A/N: Third Peron View.
Christy and Eve stood there in the middle of the ring, glaring at each other. Ding Ding Ding. Once the bell ring, Christy was first to make a move, connecting her boot with Eve's mid. Christy hit Eve with three vicious elbows, before following up with a drop kick. Both divas fell the mat, Christy getting up almost immediately. Eve held her mid and rolled around in pain. Christy grabbed Eve's dark locks and Irish whipped her into the turnbuckles. Christy climbed onto the ropes until she was on the middle, supporting Eve with her hands. Christy eventually made it to the top rope and wrapped her legs around Eve's neck and pulled her to the mat; performing a perfect hurricanrana. As Eve was grounded, Christy made her way over to her. Leaning down, Christy grabbed Eve's hair, although Eve counted with a cradle. The refs came down for the three, but Christy kicked out. A frustrated Eve made her way over to Christy who was over the ropes. She Irish whipped Christy into the turn buckle with power, which caused Christy to fall to the ground. Eve grabbed Christy's hair, and pushed her face into the mat. Eve dragged Christy to the middle of the ring and gave her a leg drop. Eve grabbed Christy's long locks and pulled her up off the mat. Eve set Christy up for a suplex, but Christy counted by pushing Eve into the turnbuckle behind Eve. Christy sent her shoulder into Eve's mid numerous times. Eve, holding her stomach in pain moves out of the corner. Christy gets up on the top of the turnbuckle. Eve scowls at Christy and charges into the corner, although Christy counters, placing her legs around Eve's head and pulls Eve down to the mat with the head scissors. The crowd is on their feet. Christy stands up and leans down, awaiting a groggy Eve to stand up. Finally, Eve gets herself to her feet, although she is downed again by a powerful clothesline delivered by the feisty red-head. Once Eve gets to her feet again, Christy doesn't leave any time for Eve to perform a move, she goes straight in for a drop kick. Christy gets to her feet and screams at Eve to get up. Eve shakes her head and rolls out of the ring. This makes Christy angry, so she gets to the left turnbuckle, climbing up the top. Eve is standing up, trying to build her stamina up, although she is unaware of Christy until Christy launches herself off the turnbuckle down to Eve with a hard cross body. Both divas feel the pain, Eve more than Christy. Christy crawls over to the barrier, pulling herself up. She walks over to Eve, who is holding her stomach in complete agony. The crowd is shocked at how great of a match this is turning out to be. Christy viciously grabs Eve's locks and drags her over to the barrier, smashing her face into the solid barrier multiple times. The ref is up to 6. Christy grabs Eve and rolls her onto the apron and into the ring. Christy enters the ring before the ref can reach 9. Christy sends her elbow down to a downed Eve before climbing the turnbuckle again. The crowd knows what's happening next. Eve is set up perfectly for a FFG. Christy screams out as she's up on top of the turnbuckle. Christy raises her leg high up and sends it down to Eve's body, connecting perfectly. The ref counts the pin; Christy, Eve and the arena know Christy has this in the bag. Once the ref counts the three count; Christy stands up as the ref raises her hand in victory. The crowd is on their feet, impressed and shocked at Christy. Christy glared down at Eve before she gets on top of her, her fist connecting with Eve's face several times. Christy pushes Eve head against the mat. The ref tries to pull an angry Christy off Eve, but is unable too. Several referees come down and pull Christy off of Eve. Christy shouts at Eve, although it's hard to make out what she was saying. Nobody expected that from Christy.

A/N: Christy's Point Of View.
Again this week, I didn't feel like going out to the club. After the referees pulled me off of Eve that was the last time I saw her. Thank god. Hopefully that bitch leant her lesson. Everybody was complimenting me about my match, which was great to see. Even Alicia was saying how great it was to see Eve getting her ass kicked. For some reason, tonight I had so much fire in me, more than per unusual. I couldn't explain it, maybe it was like an adrenaline rush or something. I decided on room service, since I was staying in. Gail was out with Matt on a date or something. The two of them, are too cute. Seriously. I glanced at the time on my phone. It read 7:56 pm. I was dressed in my Hello Kitty pajamas pants and a short white tank top. I loved my Hello Kitty pajamas more than my brother and sister. They don't know that though. People never really saw me in my pajamas, but the few that had, are always quite surprised to see me in such cute attire. My hair was placed in a messy bun, my bangs to the side. I was seated on the couch, texting Melina when I heard a knock at the door. "Room Service is early." I muttered to myself as I glanced at my phone. It was still only 8:03 pm. I ordered Room Service at 7:50 pm. I shrugged my shoulders, placing my phone on the table and got up from the couch, making my way over to the door. I unlocked it and opened the door; taken aback by the sight of Randy Orton dressed in a black button up top and jeans. I eyed him up and down, confusion spreading across my features. He eyes me up and down before speaking.

"You aren't wearing that aren't you?" He asked, raising his brow. I looked at my attire and shrugged my shoulders. "Unlike some people," I motioned his attire before continuing "I like to be comfortable when I sleep." I shrugged my shoulders "But hey, I don't judge." Confusion then crossed his features as he eyed his own clothing. "I think I looked great. But why aren't you dressed, we have a date." He stated. I paused, raising my brow before laughing. "Me, you, date?" I began laughing even more. "Randy, you weren't serious about that, were you?" I recalled the conversation before my match. "Uh, yeah." He said, nodding his head slightly. I stopped laughing and froze. "Oh." I pushed my lips out to the side, while I thought. "Well…" I paused again, still thinking. "I know! Why don't you go out into the lobby, find a ring rat and take them out on a date or something? They might appreciate doing something with their clothes on for once." I suggested, before turning around and attempting to close the door. Randy pushed the door back open and poked his head through the gap. "How about not?" he stated. I nodded. "Okay, well, bye." I smiled sweetly and attempted to close the door but he just pushed himself into the hotel. "Stupid muscles." I muttered before folding my arms and making a face. "I have another suggestion. Why don't you go get into something nice and I can take you out like I planned." He said, winking at me. "Yeah, I would but…" before I could continue someone knocked on the open door. "Room Service." They announced. I glanced at them before turning to Randy, a smirk forming on my lips. "But I've already got a date with room service. Sorry." I said as I made my way over to the cart. Randy followed me, his famous smirk plastered on his lips. "You know, I don't mind staying in." He stated as he took my food out of my hand and seated himself on the couch. I closed the door and turned to him, an O forming on my lips. Am I really having somewhat of a 'date' with Randy Orton? I guess I am.

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