Matt, Jeff and I had a production meeting with the other WWF officials recently. They told us a lot and said that we would be doing a lot of intergender matches when we teamed up. They told us we should start thinking of some moves since we trained together anyway. The officials also said that they wanted me to bring back the women's division. I was very surprised by what they told us. To tell the truth, I never really cared about the Women's Championship. It was a prestigious belt but I never really cared too much for it since the WWF never made it seem like much since there wasn't a women's division. Ivory and Jacqueline brought it back for a little while when I was watching when I was in ECW but lately, Stephanie had it and she never defended it so I didn't care too much about it but I looked forward to carrying a WWF belt around. They were gonna bring me back on television through Trish Stratus. The production managers said they wanted us to have a big feud. They also wanted get Andrew (Test) and Matt (Albert) over as heels. Trish was so cool. Sometimes, I traveled with her and Lillian. We both got here at the same time so I guess that's why we got along so well. In the storylines, Matt and Jeff had already saved Lita from Essa Rios and lately, all Lita was doing was watching Matt and Jeff's matches from the back. Sooner or later, I knew that I would be out there.

********

The boyz and I were on our way back to the hotel from the SmackDown tapings. We had stopped at Cracker Barrell...again to eat so it was about 1:30 in the morning.

"What if...Matt, you do the Twist Of Fate on Andrew and Amy, you do the same thing on Trish. Then, y'all put Trish on top of Andrew and I'll do the Swanton Bomb on both of 'em."

"That sounds good. That'll be cool. I gotta practice that move though. I've never done that neckbreaker before." I said.

"I'll teach you tomorrow. You going back to Virginia or staying here?"

"Here, I guess."

"So do we win this match next week?" Matt asked.

"Nope. Trish and them win." I replied.

"Okay. So Albert will break up the count after I do the Swanton Bomb. We'll fight them outside of the ring and they dominate us while you do the Moonsault on Trish." Jeff said.

"Yeah, that'll be cool. Then, all the fans will know that Lita is back."

Matt smiled at me.

"That's right." He said.

********

Matt was over my house. He had dropped Jeff off at his house earlier. We stopped by Mr. Hardy's house to say hello. He cooked us a big and awesome dinner. I was still full. I was watching my movie, "Pee Wee's Big Adventure" but it was over now. I put Cody in his cage and walked to my room but I got quiet as I heard Matt talking to someone.

"So how does Friday sound...okay, cool. Who, Amy? Oh, I'll take care of her. You know I can make her believe anything I tell her...that's one huge advantage for me in our relationship. I'll make it up to you tomorrow...yeah, I'll do that little thing I like. Just don't forget to get the lingerie." Matt giggled.

What the hell was he talking about? Who the hell was he talking to? I swung the door wide open with my fist. Matt looked at me with fear in his eyes.

"Who are you talking to, Matt? Are you talking about me?"

"Uh...no." Matt said as he hung up the phone slowly.

"Don't play games with me, boy. I am not the one. Who the fuck was that?"

"How did you know I was talking to someone? What, are you eavesdropping on my conversations now? Was you listening behind the door? Damn, Amy, can't I get some privacy?"

"Who you talkin' to? I know you ain't talkin' to me. Yeah, you can get some privacy alright. Get the hell out." I pointed to the door.

"I'd rather go somewhere and pitch a tent rather stayin' here with you actin' all ignorant." Matt said.

I couldn't believe what this boy just said. I slapped him and grabbed his cheap coat, tossed it out my room and shoved Matt following the coat as he was holding his face.

"I hope you freeze to death!"

I could hear Matt open my door as Cody was barking at him.

"Bitch!" He yelled.

"Female dog, right here!" I yelled back.

He slammed the door and left. Ugh, I had never been so pi*sed off at Matt before. I looked at the Caller ID. Damn, it said Private Number. I tried Star 69 but it was busy. This was great. Matt and me just had our first argument. This was the first time I kicked him out of my house. Dang, I felt special. God picked a fine time for me and Matt to have an argument since I we had a match together next Tuesday. I fell back on my bed and ran my fingers through my hair. What a day, what a day. I grabbed my phone and called Joann.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Joann. It's Amy."

"Hey! You sound...mad."

"I am mad."

"About what?"

"My significant other."

"Matt? You're mad at Matt? Whoa, this is history."

"He was talkin' to some girl about me and they were not compliments."

"For real? What he say?"

"Who ever she was, he told her to not forget the lingerie. What the hell was that?" I rolled my eyes.

"Sounds crucial, Amy. I hope y'all work it out."

"We'll see."

"The fan club's got over five hundred members now."

"Oh, really? Five hundred people like me, huh?"

"Yeah. The site is getting a lot of hits. What's up with you and Kat?"

"Nothing really. All I know is that she's running my site, along with the boyz. I never really talk to her that much. To tell you the truth, I don't like it that much."

"Dang, girl. You having a bad day back to back."

"Sure am. Tell all the fans I said thank you for joining. It means a lot to me and that I will be getting more TV time soon."

"Alright. I'll update it tomorrow." Joann said.

"What you doin'?"

"Studying for my test tomorrow. You're lucky you got out of college. It's so hard."

"I know, I know. Just hang in there. You'll make it. I'll call you tomorrow though since you studying."

"Alright. Bye, Amy."

"Bye."

I hung up the phone. Joann was such a sweethart. I figured I could get on the Internet for awhile. Maybe a few e-mails from my fans would take my mind off of my two-timing bitch ass boyfriend.

**********

I was putting in my contacts as I was waiting for Matt and Jeff to pick me up. This was the big week. I was returning to television permanently. I had on some Mudd Jeans and a cute shirt that said "Independent Woman". I heard the honk of a car horn. I blinked over and over until the contacts got settled into my eye. I grabbed my stuff, opened the door and tossed it out. Then, I took Cody and dropped him off at my neighbor's house, locked my house up and made my way to Jeff's car. I didn't even bother to look at Matt. We hadn't talked since that night. I got in the back seat. This wasn't unusual, there were times when we had to drive to a town that was three hours and wouldn't say a word to each other. This was one of those times. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

*********

The next thing I knew, Jeff was shaking me telling me to wake up. We had arrived to the airport, which seemed like a second home to me. I was at this place all the time. Some fans saw us and they came up to me rather than the boyz which shocked me. I was really flattered by this.

"Oh, my god. Lita, I love you so much. I think it's so sweet that Matt and Jeff saved you from that punk." The girl said.

I laughed and looked at Jeff who was smiling too.

"I didn't start watching wrestling until I saw you." The other girl with her said.

"Awwwww." I felt like crying.

No one had told me that before. It really got to me when girls told me I was the one who appealed to them on the wrestling shows just like Rey Mysterio got to me when I first started watching back in 1996.

"Can I have your autograph?"

"You sure can, sweethart. You have got to be the sweetest thing I've ever met." I said as I signed their picture of me.

They both started crying and I gave them a hug. Matt and Jeff went on to board to plane as I comforted these girls. I kissed them both on the cheek.

"Don't cry."

"This means a lot to us, Lita."

"Call me Amy. That's my real name. What's yours?"

"Oh, I'm Sara and this is my brother, Jamaal."

"Well, thank y'all so much for watching me every week. I appreciate it. You'll see me this again this Thursday on "SmackDown!" and I think you'll like it."

"Awesome. I can't wait. Are you teaming with Matt and Jeff?" Sara asked.

"Yep. I'll be accompanying them to the ring from now on starting Tuesday on the tapings."

"Cool! I was getting tired of watching Kurt Angle give you that Olympic Slam." Sara said.

"You record my matches?" I asked.

"Yep, I haven't missed one."

My eyes got a little watery but I shrugged them off.

"That is so awesome. I didn't think I had too many fans like this! Oops, I gotta go, you guys. My plane is about to leave."

"Oh, no problem. Look forward to seeing ya this week! Thanks for talking to Sara, it means a lot to her." Brooke said.

"Y'all mean a lot to me too. Bye." I said as I waved back at them.

I walked onto the plane thinking again. At this point, I didn't even know Matthew Moore Hardy was alive. I didn't care either. I sat down and pulled out my notebook. I wrote down some stuff about my fans as I was thinking about those fans, Sara and Jamaal.

Fans Are The Ones

Sometimes, I wanna cry
Sometimes, I wanna die
Sometimes, I think life is worthless
Sometimes, I feel like giving up
Sometimes, I don't think sacrificing my body, mind, soul and time is worth all this loneliness
Sometimes...not all the time

Fans are the ones who change it from all the time to sometimes
Fans are the ones who brighten my day
Fans are the ones who support me all the way
Fans are the ones who will love me no matter what I do
Fans are the ones who are concerned when my opponent does that move
Fans are the ones who cheer me on when the referee counts 1, 2, 3
Fans are the ones...who complete me

I closed my notebook. I could never write a poem so fast before. Hell, I don't even write poems. Jeff is the one who does that shit. I looked at him, he was writing away too. No one had ever moved me to write a poem unless it was serious. I guess when it comes to fans, it's as serious as it can be.

*******

Tonight was the night, the boyz and I were taking on T&A and Trish in our first match together. I was going all through the wardrobe looking for something to wear . I was so excited. No words could descibe the feelings running throughout my body. I saw this pink top, that would match with my lipstick. I looked at it in the mirror when I saw Trish come in.

"Amy, we need you for a minute."

"For what?"

"Just come on."

I put the top by my bag and followed Trish. She went into this dark room as I followed.

"Trish, there's no light in..."

"SURPRISE!"

The lights came on as I was backed up against the door as my heart skipped a beat. Everyone was smiling and laughing at me. I held my heart as I was still scared. Matt emerged from the crowd.

"Surprise, baby." He kissed me on the cheek.

I looked at him like he was crazy.

"You don't get it? This is for you, it's a surprise party to welcome you back. That's what I was talking about the other night. You don't think I would really disrespect you like that." Matt said as he showed me a new pink zebra-stripped thong.

I started crying, he wasn't doing anything wrong in the first place. I was such an idiot. I can't believe everyone cared this much about me to throw me a party, I've only been here seven months.

"Who planned this?" I sobbed.

"I did." Matt said.

I grabbed Matt and kissed him as everyone clapped at us. It felt good to taste Matt's tongue again.

"We'll have to continue this later, guys. We gotta go get ready for our match. Y'all can stay here and eat the food. We'll be back." Matt said.

Everyone nodded their heads and wished me luck. I followed Matt and Jeff out of the room. We went our separate ways. I went into the Women's Locker Room where Trish was inside. She was playing around with her hair.

"You ready, Trish?" I asked as I put on the pink top I picked out yesterday.

"Yeah, girl. I wish I knew how to really wrestle though since this is my first time in the ring."

"True, but you do get to slap Jeff." I replied as I pulled my thong up that it was showing.

"Yeah and push you off of the apron." She smiled.

"Come on, girl. Let's go." I laughed and put my arm around Trish.

She was such a sweethart. I remember when I did the Drop Shot on her last week. I tried to go easy on her. She came to the WWF right after the Royal Rumble. All the guys flirted with her since she was so pretty.

"I like this snake skin thing you got on." I said.

"Sorry to interrupt you ladies but Amy, we wanna get a shot of you and the Hardy Boyz walking to ring if you don't mind." A camera man said.

"Okay. See you at the oval tron, Trish."

"Alright."

I followed the camera man to where the boyz were standing. Matt was pouring some water all over his hair that made his shirt get a little wet. They had to use that sex appeal of theirs to get over with the fans. Jeff was just staring into space with that serious look of his as usual.

"Okay. Come through this door and just follow the camera." He told us.

He walked out. I gave Matt a quick kiss. Jeff patted me on the back. This was the big moment...Lita was back.

"1...2...3!" The camera man yelled.

*******

We stepped back through the curtain a little out of breath. I smiled since I was pretty satisfied with the match. Trish did pretty good for her first time.

"Good job, Amy." Jeff patted me on the back.

"Yeah, I knew my baby still had it in her." Matt kissed me.

"Thanks, guys. Y'all did good too."

I walked up to Trish and gave her a high five. She tried to smile. She had never been a victim of my Moonsault before.

"You alright, girl?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just need to walk it off. Let's go back to your party."

I smiled at her. Test and Albert complimented me too. Matt put his arm around me and we walked back to the party. As soon as we walked in the door, they all gave me a standing ovation. I gave them a bow and told them thank you. Stephanie emerged from everyone and handed me my cell phone.

"It's your mother." She said.

I smiled and quickly put the phone to my ear. Hunter turned the music up louder so I stepped out the room for a minute.

"Hey, mommy!" I said.

"Where is all that racket coming from?"

"Oh, Matt threw a party for me."

"...It's not your birthday, is it?"

"I'm mad about that, you don't even know your daughter's own birthday. It's April 14th, mommy and no, he threw a party for me because I was returning to TV tonight."

"I know! That's what I was calling you about. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Mommy, calm down. It doesn't come on until Thursday. This is a taping. If you don't record it, I'm quite sure Mr. Hardy will." I laughed.

"Your father-in-law?"

"Ha. Ha. You tryin' to be funny, mommy. Who knows...he may be someday."

"So you and what's-his-name made up?"

"Yes. Dang, they having a lot of fun in there...without me." I said.

"Alright, alright. I'll call you later. Enjoy your party. Your little brother says hello."

"Tell him I said what's up. I'll talk to y'all later."

"Bye, baby. Love you."

"Love you too, mommy."

I hung up the phone and stepped back in the room.

"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" Some of the guys were yelling were everyone was crowded around someone.

I got curious and looked to see who was drinking to everyone's amusement. I never cared too much for alcohol. I never did none of that stuff. I had too many fans who looked up to me and on top of that, I was gonna be wrestling a lot more lately. I stood on my tip toes and saw Matt drinking. There were about seven beer cans underneath him and he was on his eighth. I walked over to the music and turned it off. Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. I gave Matt an evil look. I couldn't believe him, he was embarassing me and himself. This wasn't like him.

"This party is over." I said as I kept looking Matt.

I stormed out of the room as everyone looked at me, slammed the door and headed towards the women's locker room to get my stuff so that I could get the hell out of here.

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