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Living in a DreamBackstage
I stared at my two ring gear selections, wondering which one I should wear. One was a three piece leather costume (three pieces counting the jacket) with white fur on the bottom of the short skirt. I would wear black heels with it if I decided to wear it tonight. The other had a white long sleeve shirt with stripes on the back that would go across my back if I chose it. The jean shorts were seriously short, and my boots would reach all the way up to my knees. Suddenly, I heard someone say, "Excuse me, Azrael."
I turned and saw Josh Matthews, holding a WWE microphone in his hand. I sighed. "What is it, Josh?" I asked.
"Later on tonight, Randy Orton, one of the superstars you're managing, is gonna go against WWE Champion The Miz, who you also manage. We also heard from the anonymous Raw GM that there will be a Special Guest Enforcer in this match. Who do you believe the Special Guest Enforcer is going to be?" he asked, putting the mike to my mouth.
I almost smiled. I kne
There's a price to payJanuary 31, 2011
Randy and I got to the arena, changed our clothes, and got warmed up for his plan of attack on the Nexus. I had to admit that I was looking forward to what we were gonna do since last night at the Rumble. I also had to pretend that I was angry at Mike for ordering me to not stop him when he eliminated John. Trust me when I say that it wasn't hard to when we got to the arena. I mean, the traffic was terrible. I got stuck behind this really slow driver who drove a silver Porsche and he was pissing me off. You see, I like to drive fast, but not so fast that I could get pulled over by a cop. Anyway, we were playing Smac
Even through the darkest daysFebruary 7, 2011
Randy and I were sitting at a table in the catering area not saying a single word as we slowly ate our food. Mike and Alex joined us a few minutes later, both of them holding some kind of wrap and either a bottle of water (Mike) or cherry Dr. Pepper (Alex). I barely noticed them since I was deep in thought about who was going to be the newest member of Punk's incarnation of Nexus. I felt three pairs of eyes staring at me. Just then, the group that seemed to worm its way into my mind passed by our table.
I lifted my head and made eye contact with each and every one of them f
You better believe itFebruary 14, 2011
I was heading back to Randy's and my locker room after getting something to eat from catering and chatting with some of my friends. They had expressed their shock at Seras's return last week. To be quite honest, I was surprised as well. Seras had told me that she wouldn't be returning yet. My thoughts then turned to what her and Punk did to Randy and me last week. On Tuesday morning, John had shown me the replay.
Every single day afterwards, the footage replayed itself in my mind over and over again, getting me even more ticked off than I already was. That night, I was struggl
Let the sky fallFebruary 20, 2011
I paced the room, my laptop and iPhone sitting on the bench. The Anonymous GM had texted me and told me that I was only allowed to walk with Randy to the ring and wish him luck. I couldn't sit at ringside. All because Seras provoked me. Multiple times since we had arrived at Oracle Arena after we put our things in the lockers, I had attempted to go after Seras, but Randy had stopped me with a single look.
I hadn't attempted to do that since Kofi Kingston's match with Del Rio began. I had sat down and watched the match, but that didn't stop the urge to pummel the ever living daylights out of
No good deedFebruary 21, 2011
Save Mart Center
I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair. I was sitting down on the bench, watching the TV that was in the locker room. My laptop was open in front of me, having just finished talking with Draco, Clary, and my parents. They hated the fact that Seras and I were feuding again, but they had to deal with it. Just then, "2-21-11" appeared on the screen along with a timer counting down to 10:00.
In the background, a scene from the vignette that had been playing for weeks was playing behind it. Then, the normal opening RAW video started playing. Suddenly, the door opened and shut behind me.
Look in the MirrorFebruary 28, 2011
I couldn't believe it. Even after a week, I couldn't believe it. Both Triple H and Undertaker had returned and they were going to face each other at WrestleMania. Also, last week, John and Mike competed for the tag titles and won them, but they lost them again to Justin and Heath the same night in the main event. I paced back and forth in the locker room as the pyro went off for the show.
"Hello and welcome to Monday Night RAW! We are here in the sold-out HSBC Arena here in Buffalo, New York! I'm Josh Matthews. And I'm joined here with my broadcast partner, WWE Hall of Famer, Jerry 'The King'
Nice guys finish lastMarch 7, 2011
American Airlines Center
Randy & I were on our way to the ring for Randy's match against David Otunga. I glanced at Randy. He seemed to be completely focused on the match ahead. If he won this, Otunga wouldn't be in Punk's and Seras's corner at WrestleMania. Thinking of the lawyer made me remember what happened last year while I was part of the Nexus. I absolutely refuse to tell what happened at that point in my life, but I will tell you I shivered that night, closed my eyes tightly, and hugged myself. I felt another pair of arms wrap themselves around me. I tilted my head upward and opened my eyes,
I Get WickedMarch 14, 2011
St. Louis, MO
Randy was warming up while I watched Jerry's segment with Cole, shaking my head.
"He's crossing the line with this," I said, causing Randy to look up at me.
"You know as well as I do we crossed the line two years ago," he answered.
I tucked my hair behind my ear. He was right. We had crossed the line then. "This is different. I mean, we never brought up either Hunter's or the McMahons' personal life. We just made the match at WrestleMania personal instead of business..." I trailed off as a thought came to mind. My eyes widened and I looked at Randy.
"They're stealing a page
The Definition of Sick and TwistedMarch 21, 2011
CONSOL Energy Center
"I win," I said.
Randy sighed. "So you did," he answered unhappily. We were playing Rummy on our shared tour bus and I had just won my second game. "Best four out of five?"
I laughed as I shook my head. "We played best two out of three and I beat you fair and square."
"Next time, I get to pick what we're playing."
I shrugged, still laughing. "Fine by me. I'll still kick your ass."
"Sure you will."
Ridley Cooper was watching us play. After Sam found out Randy and I were sharing a tour bus, she refused to ride with us. So we decided to ask Ridley to come with us instea