It All Started With A Kiss (Continuation)

Media Day

Monday Night Raw tonight in New Orleans, the Slammy awards. Another 3 hour show, and who knows what can happen. I'm awoken by bouncing on the bed.

"Go away. Five more minutes." I mumble, turning over to my side.

"Nope!"

"I want to sleeeep." I groan, hiding my head under the pillow.

"So would I but we have lots to do today."

I take the pillow off my head and sit up, seeing them all dressed up.

"Why are you all dressed nice? Not that I'm complaining that you are Alex. But why?" I say, stretching and rubbing my eyes.

"Ask them" Aly shrugs.

"Mike?" I ask.

"TV appearances and whatnot." He says.

"Now get up. Or you're going to make us late." Aly says, trying to pull me out of bed.

"Alright DC, you get her up. I'm going to get something to drink from the vending machines downstairs." She comments, sliding off the bed.

"I am up. See? I'm not sleeping am I?" I point to myself.

"Yeah, but you aren't out of bed." Mike says, tugging on my ankle as Aly leaves the room with her coat draped over one arm and purse in hand.

"I'm getting out of bed, jeez. Impatient champion aren't we?" I ask, laughing and going into my bag for things to wear.

"Maybe, but I hate being late, you know that." He shrugs.

"We're not going to be late, don't worry." I say, heading into the bathroom.

"Well, look what we have here." Aly hears Morrison's voice say from beside her at the vending machine.

"Touch me and you'll find out how painful heels can be." She says as she puts her money into the machine.

"Wasn't planning on touching you. But you do look awfully nice if I may say."

"I would say thank you but your opinion doesn't matter to me so I'll pass."

"Aww don't be like that."

"And tell me, why shouldn't I be?" She points out as she retrieves her drink.

"I'm not that bad of a guy."

"Oh bull shit! Good guys do not hand cuff girls to things and make them watch as their boyfriend gets beaten up." She snaps.

"Alright, I have to admit. My jealousy controlled my actions that night."

"Whatever. Just leave me the hell alone." She shakes her head, walking away.

As soon as she walks back into the room, I had come out of the bathroom in the dress I chose to wear for the media day.

"Whoa, looking good." Alex grins at me.

Aly's thrown her coat on, but left it open as she sits in one of the chairs, sipping at her drink quietly.

"I've somehow seemed to match with what you're wearing again." I laugh, getting my jacket on and grabbing my bag.

"I like it." He laughs too.

"We can go now Mike. Told you we wouldn't be late."

"Good." He says.

Aly gets up and we all head down to the lobby and out to the car, Mike heading off to the news station as our first media stop. As we head into the building, I drop back to walk with Aly.