A/N: Chapter 3 is finally up. I'm so sorry, I've been so busy, and unmotivated. But on the bright side I already have next chapter written... reviews would be greatly appreciated. If you read all the way to the bottom, you will soon find out I have some great news. SO READ, REVIEW, AND ENJOY.

"Please, Candice?" Maryse stood there, waiting for Candice to finally give in.

"No, did you know that-"

Maryse shook her head and cut her friend off. "Stop trying to change the subject," She wasn't stupid. She knew exactly what Candice was trying to do. "Please, Candice, I promise it's not as bad as it seems. Hey, maybe even some boys will actually pay attention to you for once." Did I have to sound so mean, Maryse thought.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean? Besides, it is that bad. Sorry I don't like shaking pompoms everywhere while cheering for the football team," Candice glares at her friend.

Maryse rolled her eyes. "I was just saying you never give yourself credit. But fine – I will try out by myself. But what if I make it? We won't ever see each other; I'll always be at practice or at games."

She sucks at the guilt trip, so why not go for it? I have nothing better to do; Candice thought and decided to ignore the 'give credit' remark from Maryse.

"Okay, fine. I'll try out, but don't expect me to make the team," Candice said, walking away to find her locker.

"It's called a squad, not team!" Maryse called out.

"Whatever," Candice said, waving off Maryse and continuing her way to her locker.

Maryse smiled in satisfaction, turning around and heading to her fourth hour while Candice had her free period.

Boom!

The sound of Candice's books hitting the floor echoed out into the hallways. Candice looked up at the redhead who purposely knocked them out of her hands.

"Maria, what the hell is your problem?" Candice picked up her books and looked at Maria, waiting for an explanation. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw two figures walk past her and turn around. Great- three against one, Candice thought.

"I'm sorry; I didn't know you had one. But now that you mentioned it, I think I do. Why don't you stay out of my way? As a matter of fact, stay out of my hallway. Your fat ass takes up all the room."

Candice raised her eyebrow at the stupid remark. Randy started laughing while the other guy just stood there, shaking his head.

"Ouch, that one hurt. I think I'm going to go home and cry myself to sleep."

Maria rolled her eyes, trying to come up with something else to say. Only she had nothing. Someone else did, however.

"Maria, that's not even funny.

"Oh, shut up, Ted. No one fucking asked you."

Randy was still laughing at the horrible insult she managed to come up with.

"Randy, it wasn't funny. Stop laughing; you're making yourself look stupid.

He stopped and mocked her. She shook her head and walked away knowing Maria was going to think she won. Candice let out an annoyed huff when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Thinking it was Maria or Randy, she turned around and snapped.

"Look, I don't have-" Candice was quick to stop when she realized that it was neither Randy nor Maria, but Ted. She debated on if she would let him speak or just walk away, considering the fact that he was one of them. His voice broke through her thoughts.

"I'm sorry, I know you're mad and all, but I wanted to introduce myself. I'm Ted DiBiase," He gave her a sweet smile and stuck his hand.

Maybe he isn't so bad after all, she thought. She smiled back at him as she shook his hand.

"I'm Candice Beckman."

He kissed her hand and she blushed. Any other time she would have probably rolled her eyes and thought about how cliché the moment was, but something about him just drew her in. His smile widened.

"I know this is so soon and this is only your first day-"

Candice cut him off, trying to be polite, but he hadn't noticed her from before. "Ted, I've been here for a week now."

Ted's smile faded. He was only pretending. He knew how long she's been there. He had been watching her, paying attention to her every move as if he were stalking a prey. He needed someone new in his life and she was the perfect girl.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's just that I've been caught up in other things like sports and homework to even pay attention to people around me.

She could tell that he was lying, but she didn't say anything. A cute boy was finally talking to her. There was no way in hell she was going to pass that up.

He continued on. "Anyways, I was wondering if you would like me to show you around the city. Maybe take you out to eat."

She was about to accept until she remembered about the stupid cheerleading opportunity the team was giving her and Maryse.

"I'm sorry, but I can't. I have this cheerleading thing after school. I would love to, though. Can I get a rain check?" She smiled, but only a little. He didn't smile back, though, which made her a bit nervous. She didn't mean to make him mad.

"Oh, that's fine," Ted's smile returned, which relieved her. "I have practice later, too. What about after that?"

"Sure, I'd love that. I have to go, though. Free period is almost over and I need to get there early. Bye," Candice smiled and walked away.

"Oh, my God, Candice, you did so well! I'm positive you made the team along with me!" Maryse was jumping up and down, smiling.

They both just tried out … well, if that's what you want to call it. B didn't even make them do anything. They were new, so they got a chance to pick a sport to try out, and unfortunately, Maryse made Candice choose cheerleading.

"Maryse, calm down," Candice couldn't help but smile, though. It was over, which meant she needed to go get ready for the tour with Ted. Candice spaced out, thinking about how everything wasn't as bad as it seemed.

Waving her hand in front of her face, Maryse noticed that sparkle in her best friend's face. "Candice? Hello … earth to Candice. Who the hell made you so happy?"

Candice snapped out of it and looked at her friend. "What?" She didn't even hear what the blonde said, but she knew she was talking.

Maryse rolled her eyes. "Why are you so happy? Someone finally got in your-"

"Don't even say it, Frenchie. That didn't happen," Candice said, cutting her off. "But I did happen to get a date tonight. He's showing me around the city and taking me for dinner," She smiled even more, which made Maryse start jumping up and down like she was earlier.

"Ah! Yay! Is he cute? Who is he? What's his name?"

Candice laughed and shook her head. "Yes, he's cute. And his name is Ted DiBiase."

The name made Maryse cringe and she slowly stopped jumping. "Candice, you realize that's John and Randy's best friend, right? He's one of them. He's bound to be an asshole."

Not everyone on their 'side' is bad, Candice thought, rolling her eyes.

"Maryse, the whole side thing is really childish. I can hang out with whoever I want, as well as date whoever I want. He's a sweet guy."

"Candice, I know you might think that, but-"

"Why can't you just be happy for me? I know how to take care of myself, Maryse. I'm not two," Candice snapped, storming away, leaving Maryse there alone.

She knew Candice needed her space, so she decided to just take a walk, which wasn't a good idea.

"You know, she's right. Who are you to tell her what to do?"

Maryse clenched her teeth and kept walking, ignoring him. He got up and followed close behind her. She stopped and turned around, almost knocking right into him. Keeping her balance, she looked up in time to see Phil Brooks giving her a sly smirk. She glared and crossed her arms.

"Phil, leave me alone. I don't have time to deal with you."

The sun's light bounced off the silver ring in his lip as he ran his tongue over it, as if he were deep in thought.

"I don't think I want to leave you alone. I'm pretty sure annoying you is better than going to football practice."

He wasn't lying, they both knew it. He was just another Randy, except he hated football. He only played, because he had nothing better to do.

"You're an asshole," She shook her head and walked off, and again, he followed close behind her.

"Yeah, and you're a bitch, so we're even."

Maryse turned back around, stood up on her toes, and got in his face. "You don't know anything about me."

He only smirked at her attempt to piss him off. "Are you sure? You're just like the rest of them – worried about what you look like, think you're better than everyone else, have to be popular, treating people like shit only to make yourself feel better – you know, the typical bitch."

She was taken aback, but she held her ground by not showing him that what he just said hurt. "I can say the same thing about you," Her voice cracked as she held back the tears.

"No. I tell people the truth. I say what's on my mind. I don't hold back anything from anyone or lie to make people like me. There's a huge difference between me and you, Frenchie."

She knew he was right, but he was wrong at the same time. She wasn't who he thought she was, but she didn't feel like arguing with him. Instead, she just made her way to the car and drove home.

Laughter filled the air as Candice and Ted walked down one of the many streets of Denver. It was a beautiful city; there was a lot to take in. Candice couldn't help but smile as the fresh air hit her face, the view of the large buildings reminding her of the time when she went to New York.

"So, did you have fun?"

Candice looked over at Ted and nodded. "I did. Thanks again for showing me around. I appreciate it."

Ted seemed like a really nice guy. He could definitely be one of Candice's good friends.

"Oh, it's no problem, really. I love it out here. It may be noisy, but somehow, it gives me peace."

Candice stared at him in shock. It was like he read her mind. Who knew a guy like him would even enjoy this, or at least admit to it. But while she thought he meant it, he was actually lying right through his teeth. It was a load of crap and he knew it, but how else would he manage to get her under his wing?

"Same here, this definitely wasn't how I imagined it before I moved here."

Ted laughed and took her hand in his. She didn't pull away, but she wasn't sure how she felt about it, either. So, she stuck with smiling. "It's getting late. I should probably get home before my mom flips out."

"Why don't I take you home so you don't have to walk?"

Candice looked at him, debating on an answer. A ride wouldn't hurt, would it? She smiled.

"Are you sure? I'm perfectly capable of walking."

"Yeah, Candice, I'm sure," He chuckled, leading her to his car.

Once they reached her house, Ted looked at her in surprise.

"You live here? I'm pretty sure this is John Cena's house."

Candice rolled her eyes. Ted took notice of it and raised an eyebrow. Do people not pay attention, she thought. "Yes, Ted, I live here, as does Maryse," She could tell he was still confused. "My mom and his dad are together."

"Oh, I see," He didn't really know what else to say. "That's cool, I guess."

"Yeah, well I had a great time tonight. See you tomorrow?" She smiled softly and went to open the door.

"Wait," He said, pulling her in for a kiss.

A/N: Sorry for the cliffhanger, but I found it necessary for what's going to be happening very soon. Hope you liked this, because this was just a filler chapter ... but I made sure it was still interesting. NOW BECAUSE YOU GUYS READ THIS. I'm going to be telling you my big news.

I'm in the process of 2 different stories. BUT they're NOT WWE. Nope, but if you stay tuned till next chapter you WILL find out which fandom they will be based on. So you know what to do. Subscribe, Review and look out for the next one.