SmackDown Filming: July 7, 2009

"I am starting to wonder why Beth is on Team McCool." I comment to Randy as I'm going through my bag to find something to wear. "I thought Beth hated both me and Michelle."

"Maybe she somehow hates you more than Michelle." Randy suggests as he sits on the couch.

"Maybe, but I don't see why."

"Well, Beth seems to be pretty dominant in the Divas division, and we both know she likes that being the case. Who happens to be pretty good at bringing a fight to her and has beaten her more than once? You."

"That is true. I think I handed her her first loss in her WWE career. I'm sure she'd remember that."

"Exactly. Plus, you have your moments where you can't control your anger. That kind of stuff usually has a tendency to rub people the wrong way."

"That's funny coming from you."

"It is, but we both have anger management issues sometimes. What was it I said in a promo earlier this year?"

"IED, Intermittent Explosive Disorder."

"Oh yeah. You watched that?"

"Even though we weren't getting along I watched your matches and promos."

"Glad to know I wasn't just watching your promos and matches."

"Aw...I feel honored."

"Well, I must admit that you have improved quite a bit since 2006. Who's surprised though? I taught you pretty well before then."

"Thanks." I say as I slip on a camo tank top that says the Diva Barrage in pink lettering on the front. "Though I don't think it's because of just you."

"So what's on our agenda tonight?"

"Michelle is fighting Maryse in a champion vs. champion Lumberjill match, so I'll be a Lumberjill. And you are in a six-man tag match with Ted and Cody against Triple H, Carlito, and Primo."

Randy smiles. "Thanks. I better go strategize with those two then. See you later."

Randy leaves, and I smile. He's just so adorable sometimes. I run out the door and head towards the guerilla to meet with my teammates.

I can tell you're feelin' me

The way you looking at me

Won't ya come and let me see

Just how you diggin' on me…

"This is a Champion vs. Champion Lumberjill match scheduled for one fall. Introducing the lumberjills!"

Everyone but Michelle and Maryse walk out, Team McCool is sticking together, and the Diva Barrage is sticking together.

Pourquoi es-tu si belle?

Pourquoi tu bouges comme ça?

Pourquoi tu me fais mal?

Oh je me sens tout nu…

"Introducing first, she is the WWE Divas Champion, Maryse!"

Maryse walks out with her regular attire, plus her tanktop on. She does her hair flip, and we all wait on Michelle.

You're not enough for me (Oh no no)

Just another man in love with me (Just another man ooh)

Gotta open up your eyes and see (hey, hey Oh well)

You're not enough for me (oh no)...

"And her opponent, from Palatka, Florida, the WWE Women's Champion, Michelle McCool!"

She walks out in her usual attire plus a Team McCool tank top. She does her usual corner pose, which is a lot like Randy's, and I glare at her.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Michelle immediately nails Maryse in the face when the match starts. I can tell she hit Maryse hard because Maryse is holding her face. I look to see Michelle had once again brought in brass knuckles. I pointed them out to Melina, and she tried to point it out to the referee. He got distracted, and Michelle tried again. However, I ran in the ring and stopped her, and she glared at me. Team McCool ran in to attack me, but the Diva Barrage ran in to back me up. This led to an all out brawl. I ended up fighting with Michelle while our teams were all fighting each other. Referees and some Superstars, including Randy, had to separate all of us.

Randy grabbed me as Michelle and I were trying to still fight each other. "Come on, Rissa. Let's go."

I glare in Michelle's direction. "That bitch was using brass knuckles again."

"I know, but Stephanie gave orders to separate all this and bring everyone to her office."

I nod. "Alright."

Randy walked me backstage.

All of the Divas were brought into Stephanie's office after we all got backstage. The referees and Superstars stayed there with us. Most of them were boyfriends of Divas anyway. I sat with Randy on a couch.

Stephanie looks at all of us. "Now, I know there is a lot of tension in the Divas Division right now, but that is no excuse for having huge brawls on both Raw and SmackDown. You ladies need to learn to control your anger better."

"Stephanie, you expect us to be in control of our anger, but you haven't said a damn thing to Randy Orton over there." Natalya remarks. "And he kicks people in the head...a lot."

"There she goes again." Nikki rolls her eyes. "Making it about something completely unrelated to the situation."

"Shut your mouth, Nikki. This conversation is for the relevant Divas." Layla retorts.

"Wow, guys. Layla's relevant now." Brie says with sarcasm.

"She's always been more relevant than you, Brie." Beth adds.

"Oh, Beth." Eve sighs. "Now you're defending them. What happened to that badass Beth I used to know?"

"Not only is she still badass." Michelle responds. "She is flawless, unlike you psychotic bitches from the Diva Barrage, but you wouldn't be as psychotic if your leader wasn't dating the most psychotic man to ever step foot in the WWE. I mean, look at Randy Orton. The man isn't just playing a psycho on TV. He's truly got those anger issues."

Randy was about to say something, but I grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Let me handle it." I told him.

I stood up and got in Michelle's face. "Michelle, all you're trying to do is get attention and cause drama. I'm glad you left the Divas of Domination because you were obviously the weak link. Plus, my group had no room for jealousy. And honey, green isn't a good color for you, but we've known each other for years. You should know better than to say stuff like that about those I care about. And yes, I am psychotic. Actually, wait, the right word is probably sadistic. I know you were a teacher that wasn't very good at her job, so I'll explain what that means to you. That means I'll take a lot of pleasure in putting you through pain. Trust me, Michelle, I'll enjoy every second of it."

"You won't be laying a finger on me." Michelle glares right back at me.

I slap her across the face. "I think I just did. Randy and I will see ourselves out."

I grab Randy, and we leave. Stephanie sends me a text as we make it to Randy's locker-room.

Stephanie: I'm not mad at you for leaving. I'll fill you in on everything over lunch tomorrow. I'll pay.

Me: Okay.