Rampaige. [Editing]

Shenanigans

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Friday, June 20: WWE Live - Providence, RI; Dunkin' Donuts Center

(Post show)

PAIGE POV-

Exiting the Divas locker room with bags behind me, Emma follows suit. I get her up to date with everything that has happened between Phil and I, which finds myself wanting to duct tape my mouth shut because of how much information I keep having to mention.

The show has just finished in Rhode Island and the crew is hustling to pack up for the next one in New York.

I participated in a tag team match with Emma against the Bella twins.

Isn't it crazy how matches write their own poetry?

"Wow, promise rings? You guys are getting pretty serious, aren't you?"

A quick glance at my own ring finger, I smile in the memory of just 24 hours ago.

My body is dwelling in the wear of how much sleep I didn't get, but my mind is fully awake.

Right after we left the beach, which wasn't until past midnight, we had to rush the road trip back to get our stuff ready for an AM flight to Providence.

I basically took an hour nap on the plane and I've been running on that battery all day.

"It's been serious from the start, Emma. Don't forget the title of "CM Punk's mistress" to my name." We stop rolling our bags near the open garage where it extends to the parking lot.

"Hey, but now, you're CM Punk's new girlfriend. Congrats, girl! I'm happy for you."

I don't see the congratulatory occasion in it at all, but I give my thanks anyway.

The teenage girl in me also spills the gossip with Summer Rae.

We're all really good friends, being NXT Divas, so this is a necessary evil to tell.

"Summer up on Punk? She hasn't told me anything of it. Y'know Raya, I'm not surprised, but do you really think anything's gonna happen with them?"

"I know nothing will, Phil isn't that type of guy. I just get this sour vibe whenever she talks to him. It's like, I can tell when she flirts because she doesn't sound like that at all, y'know?"

We laugh, realizing how true of a statement that is.

Then I also come to the conclusion that Summer is naturally flirtatious. She knows Phil is mine, so I'm positive she'll give me that respect to cease from trying anything.

The thought relaxes some tension in my mind.

From behind Emma, I see my man heading towards us. Doesn't matter how little time has passed between us, I always perk up just seeing his cute face.

"Hey, girls! You ready to hit the road?"

"Hey, Punk," Emma turns his direction, "three and a half hours of pavement, hell yeah I'm ready.

Summer's around here somewhere.

I know it.

I'd nearly forgotten these two blondes travel together since I now ride along with Phil. A small bubble of guilt emerges just having previously talking behind her back. It gets popped and disappears when he comes over and places a kiss on my temple as a greeting.

"Yeah I passed her, she's talking to Layla and Fandango by the Superstar locker rooms."

"It's her turn to drive tonight. Alright thanks Phil, that's where I'm headed,"