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MIRA POV

I looked up to see Punk standing in front of me.

" I am so so so sorry," I said getting up, he had offered me his hand but i refused it, getting up on my own.

"Are you okay?" He looked at me curiously. I stared for a second, nobody had ever asked me that before, everybody always just shook me off, they would pretend

I didn't exist, witch I wish he was doing right now because, I felt so awkward having somebody that's not Kelly talk to me outside the Ring.

"Ya, I-I'm fine," I stuttered just above a whisper, I zipped up my sweater.

"I heard Stephanie wanted to talk to us, you wanna come see her with me?" He asked me.

"Umm, Okay," I pulled at my sweater trying to make it look baggier on me.

"Are you cold?" he asked me, I wish he would just walk quietly, nobody talked to me, everybody hated me, why is he acting so differently?

"No, I'm fine," I said this barely above a whisper again, I stopped playing with my sweater.

"Are you sure?" He was very curious and I did not like it.

"Yes," I said in a higher voice.

"Okay, your call," We continued walking, why was he even talking to me? Was he not worried somebody would catch him?

"Hi Guy's good to see you," Stephanie said as we walked into her office.

"Hello," We both said immediately.

"I just wanted to let you know that starting next week on Monday night Raw, you will both be put in a story line together.`` She looked at us.

"Sounds good Steph," Punk stood up and pushed his chair in.

"Um, okay, thank you Stephanie," I said and Followed Punk outside.

"I bettter go get ready for my Match Nice talking with you Mira," he told me and flashed a smile. This was some joke wasn't it, i was being punk'd by CM Punk.

"Bye Punk," i gave a short wave.

"Call me Phil," he said leaving the scene.

I bet his friends and him are laughing it up somewhere in the locker room.

I walked back down to the Diva locker room, my match was next I took of my sweater and headed to the Gorilla section.

"What took you so long?" Kelly asked me.

"I'll tell you later," I promised her.

We went out there, and we won our fight as scripted. I was always showered with applause from my fans, which was nice since I did not want to be Heel.

I was back in the locker room, I went to a stall to get changed, and came back out Kelly was waiting for me.

"So?" She said expectantly. Eve, and the Bella's were still in here, AJ and the rest had already left.

I did not want to say anything infront of them, they would hate me even more.

"I'll tell you in the car, ok?" I said, grabbing my bag.

We headed outside, but we were stopped by Punk, I mean Phil.

"Great match you guy's," he said to us, but he looked mostly at me.

"Thank you," I said, I looked over at Kelly who was smiling at me.

"I'll see you on Monday, oh and Here's the script for next week," He handed it to me.

"Thanks," I said and started walking, I noticed him show his signature smirk.

Kelly said a quick goodbye unlike my rude self and followed me out.

"You and him hunh?" Kelly asked me.

"No." I stated, getting in the driver seat.

"Was he the reason you were gone so long?" She asked me as we drove off to the hotel.

"Yes, Stephanie wanted to see us, I'm the Diva getting a new storyline and it's with him, thats why we got our scripts early," I told her.

"I'm so happy for you!" She said giving a little happy dance.

"Thanks," is all I said but what felt like sayign was, this is terrible one more reasone for someone to dislike me, or it was terrible he was beign forced to work with me.

"I think he likes you," Kelly said as we pulled up to the hotel.

"No." I said flat out.

"What why not?" She asked me.

"because people don;t like me you are my only friend, and I don't need a guy to make me happy, I'll die alone with seven cats," I told her.

She laughed, but I was half serious, but I went along with it so she wouldn`t notice.

I walked uo to my hotel, I sat in the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror.

`You are worthless," I told myself.

I pulled the razor out of my bag, and I cut.