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Brooke walked into her hotel room, setting her things down and sitting down. Nattie's stuff was already in the room, but she wasn't in there.

Zack had walked her to her room, but she just wanted to be by herself, so he left.

Before she knew it, she had the Divas Championship in her hands, just staring at it. She rubbed the butterfly with her thumbs. The door opened, but she didn't look up.

"How long have you been just sitting here?" Brooke looked up at Nattie, who was leaning on the wall, looking at her.

She shrugged. "Just a few minutes."

"Haven't you been champion before?" Nattie asked, moving from the wall and walking to her bed. There was a cameraman behind her, who followed her.

"Yeah, but I don't think I really appreciated it," Brooke replied. "I was just so happy to actually hold it. It never dawned on me that it was an honor to hold this title. I didn't do much as champion. I'm going to try to be a better champion this time."

Nattie nodded. "Yeah, I know what you mean. I've only held it once, and it was for two months. I loved every moment of it."

"So, where were you when I got here?" Brooke asked.

"Trinity, Ariane, and I went out to eat," Nattie said. She smiled. "You should come with us tomorrow! We're going out for lunch. I think you guys would get along."

"I don't really know Ariane and Trinity very well," Brooke confessed. "Just like I don't know Nikki and Brie very well." She laughed. "I actually thought their names were Cameron and Naomi. I'm learning so many things."

Brooke nodded. "Sure. I could use some new friends."

"Great!" Nattie exclaimed, pulling out her phone. "I'll let them know you're coming!"

"Nattie's more excited about me making friends than I am," Brooke said, laughing.

"So," Nattie said, putting her phone away.

"So," Brooke repeated.

"What's going on with you and Zack?" Nattie asked.

Brooke rolled her eyes. "He's just my friend, Nattie. We're not dating."

"I never said you guys were dating," Nattie said, innocently.

"You were thinking it," She said.

"True." Nattie laughed. "But so what if you're not dating. Do you want to be dating?"

"I don't know," Brooke admitted. "My last relationship ended badly, so I don't know if I'm really ready for another one."

"Fair enough," Nattie said. "But don't let this ex-boyfriend of yours make you question yourself. If you really like Zack, then go for it. Don't hold yourself back."

"Wow, no wonder Nattie and TJ have been together for a million years," Brooke said. "She knows so much about relationships!"

"Thanks, Nattie."

Nattie's phone started ringing and she looked at it. "It's TJ. I'll talk to you later, okay, Brooke?"

"Okay," She said as Nattie stood up. "Bye, Nattie."

Once Nattie left the room, she stood up and put the Divas Championship near her things. She heard a vibration and turned around. Her phone was sitting on the nightstand, and it was ringing. By the time she got to it, it had stopped ringing. It only rang once or twice, so that meant whoever was calling her had hung up. She picked up her phone and unlocked it.

Missed Call:
Zack

Brooke raised an eyebrow. "Huh..." The phone started ringing again, so she quickly answered it before Zack could hang up again. "Hey, Zack."

"Hey, Brooke," He said. He sounded kind of...nervous?

"Why did you call me, but hang up before I could answer it?" She asked.

"Oh, yeah," He said, laughing nervously. "About that..."

"Is something - ?"

"Do you want to go out?" He interrupted, rushing out the words.

"What?"

"Like on a date?" He paused. "You know what? Forget I asked that. I'm - "

"Yes," She interrupted him this time.

"What?" It was his turn to be confused.

"I'd love to go on a date," She said, grinning.

"Great!" His nervousness was gone now, and it was replaced with excitement. "Are you doing anything after Raw tonight?"

"No."

"We can go after the show then," He said.

"It's a date," Brooke said.

"It's a date."

***

Brooke was now backstage at Joe Louis Arena. The Divas Championship was slung over her shoulder as she waited for them to play her music.

"Okay, Brooke, you're on."

"FIGHT! You're afraid, like I make my deals with the devil. You've been at it for years, but couldn't reach that next level! Let's keep it real, this is no competition to me! Even if everyone around you acts like they don't see!"

Brooke walked down the ramp. The crowd was loud, almost deafening. Every wrestler loved being in their hometown, and she was no exception.

She was handed a microphone, and she slid into the ring. She walked around for a little bit, waiting for the cheers to die down. Finally, she put the microphone to her mouth.

"I've been fighting for years to win this," Brooke said, patting the Divas Championship. "I've been scratching and clawing my way here, and it paid off. I am finally Divas Champion." She took the title off her shoulder and held it in the air, earning some cheers. "Over the years, I've learned that if anything, I am a fighter. I am a fighting champion. So..." She paused. She walked over to one of the people outside the ring and handed him her title. "I'm going to take a cue from John Cena." The crowd erupted in both boos and cheers. "I'm going to issue an open challenge for the Divas Championship." She looked toward the back. "Any of you girls can come out here and I will fight you for this title."

She stood and waited. Finally, music played.

"Ain't no competition, and now I'm on a mission. I hear 'em looking for me, I just keep 'em guessing. I'm going down in a legacy."

Naomi came out, marching right into the ring and into Brooke's face.

"I earned the shot to be the number one contender for the Divas Championship," Naomi said. "I never got my match. I want my title shot. Now."

Brooke smiled. "Ask and you shall receive."

Eden Stiles climbed into the ring, while Brooke and Naomi got in their corners.

"The following bout is for the Divas Championship!" She announced. "The challenger, from Orlando, Florida: Naomi! And the Divas Champion, from Detroit, Michigan: Brooklyn!"

The match began.

Brooke and Naomi locked up, but Brooke quickly gained the upper hand. She got Naomi in a headlock, but she got out of it, Irish whipping Brooke into the ropes. She bounced off of them, and Naomi jumped over her. She bounced off the other ropes, and when she came back, Naomi kicked her in the stomach. Brooke grabbed her stomach and fell to her knees.

Naomi grabbed her by the hair, pulling her to the feet. Brooke moved her hands and punched Naomi in the head. When she didn't let go of her hair, she continued punching her. Finally, Naomi had to let go and she grabbed her head. Brooke grabbed her arm and Irish whipped her into a corner. As she stood there, Brooke ran and hit her with her knee. Naomi grabbed her stomach, and Brooke threw her on the ground toward the middle of the ring.

She climbed on the top turnbuckle. The crowd began cheering.

"Let's light it up, light it up, light it tonight."

AJ came skipping down the ramp. Brooke stopped what she was doing to look at her. AJ just waved at her as she skipped around the ring. When Brooke looked back, Naomi was standing up and in front of her. She grabbed Brooke and threw to the mat. She went for the pin.

"1..2 - "

Brooke kicked out and Naomi stood up. Brooke sat up, and Naomi suddenly ran out of the ring. When Brooke turned to see why, AJ was already in front of her. She had the Divas Championship in her hand and she hit Brooke with it.

"This is mine!" AJ screamed. "You don't deserve this!"

"The winner of this match, as a result of disqualification: Brooklyn!"

Naomi got back in the ring, standing in front of AJ.

"What are you doing?" She exclaimed. "You ruined my shot at the title! What's the matter with you?!"

Naomi snatched the title out of AJ's hands, and held it in the air. AJ frowned, taking it back, and putting it in the air herself.

Suddenly, Brooke was flying through the air and she landed on both of them. When they were arguing, Brooke had gotten up and climbed to the top turnbuckle, and she hit them with a moonsault.

She picked up her title and held it in the air. She looked down at Naomi and AJ, then walked out of the ring.

When she got backstage, Zack was standing there, waiting for her. When he saw her, he grinned.

"That was amazing!" He exclaimed.

She smiled. "Thanks!"

"They should let you talk more," He said. "You're great."

She shrugged. "I guess."

"Well, you can shower and get dressed," He said. "When you're done, just come by the guys locker room. I'll be waiting outside."

"Sounds good," She said, smiling.

He gave her a hug and scrunched up his nose. "You smell - "

"Can it, Ryder."