• (June)
    Tiffany sighed, walking into WWE headquarters, her annoyance level growing with every second that passed. By the time she reached Shane's office, she was hurt and pissed. She pounded her fist into the door, making her hand sore with every pound. Shane opened the door, seeing Tiffany looking wrecked, tears streaking her face. "I can't believe you..." She said, in a surprisingly calm voice. Shane stared at her, a beweildered look on his face. "You fired me?" Her voice started to rise. Shane raised his hands into the air, mocking a surrender. "It's not my fault... My dad made me" Tiffany glared at him, her calm control rapidly slipping away.
    "Your dad!" She yelled, walking up closer. "Daddies boy" She spat as she pushed Shane back. "I'm so tierd of you and your fathers s**t" Tiffany punched Shane right in the jaw, kicked him in the gut, and DDTed the spoiled little daddies boy, then stomped out of the office and the headquarters. She turned back and faced the building, then spat on the ground. "Good riddance" She muttered to herself, walking toward her car, and leaving, driving off to her hotel, to pack her stuff and leave.

    The hotel
    At the hotel, Tiffany walked in, seeing Mike and JoMo in another fight. She rolled her eyes, man, she was gonna miss the two's constant bickering. She smiled sadly, walking to the elevator, and getting in. There were a lot of things she would miss. She would miss John Cena and his pranks. She would miss CM Jesus always getting on to them for drinking. She would miss her lousy roommate, Maryse. Before she knew it, tears were pouring down her face again. She was so attached to everyone. She sighed when the elevator door opened on her floor. She walked down the hall, found her room, and went in. She started packing and finished a couple moments later. She put her suitcase down on the floor and collapsed on her bed, burrying her head in her pillow. Then Mayse walked in, seeing Tiffany, she cocked an eyebrow, then shrugged in off.
    Tiffany rolled over on her side, staring at the other blonde. "Maryse... I'm gonna say this once... I'm gonna miss you... and goodbye..." Mayse stared at her, a questioning look in the french-canadian's eyes. "I was fierd... and don't know why..." Maryse nodded. "I'm sorry" Maryse said, her french accent making her hard to understand. "It's okay... and since tommorow is Monday Night RAW, I get to have a goodbye speach" Maryse nodded, sitting cross legged on her bed. "and if it wasn't you wouldn't get one right?" Tiffany nodded. Maryse frowned. She had grown fond on the annoying blonde and liked having her around. She would miss her. Tiffany sighed, rolling over onto her back, staring at the ceiling. "As soon as my speach is over, Shane told me I had to leave" Maryse sighed, laying down too. Hoping to get some sleep and not cry.

    Monday Night Raw
    Tiffany walked around gloomily backstage. Her usual pre-show energy gone, and a depressing fog clouded her. The show had started, as she was gonna go out there and 'quit' because of something. God, what they make up. Tiffany would have never quit, but she has to pretend. Finally, her music went off and she walked out to the ring. Tiffany got into the ring, her head was set on not quiting. She leaned against the ropes, her microphone in hand. "I know I'm not liked by a lot of people..." Tiffany said, the crowd going silent. "A lot of you won't mind my absence" She said, all of this by heart, not by script. "but even though the majority of you don't like me... I will miss all of you... the whole WWE universe" The crowd was in a sort of stunned silence. "but I have the right to complain about being wrongly treated" Tiffany stared at the cammera, then got out of the ring, circling around it. "I was fierd... because I didn't do something Vince wanted" Tiffany walked over to the baracades, fans were cheering her, patting her shoulder as she stood there. "and Vince knew that I wouldn't, and he fired me" She walked forward a little bit, stopping at the metal steps, and sits on them. "Vince really never liked me..."
    Tiffany looked out at the crowd. "He thought that I was a useless Diva... That I was weak" Tiffany said, her voice still even and calm. "but that shouldn't be up to him... that should be up to you, the WWE universe..." Tiffany said, standing up, walking over to the baracades again. "What do you think, am I a useless Diva?" Tiffany asked one guy, who shook his head in disagreement. "You are not useless, you play as much of a part to the WWE as John Cena, or Sheamus" Tiffany nodded, pulling the microphone back to her mouth, staring straight into the cammera. "See Vince, look at what you just lost..." Tiffany looked back at the crowd, then climbed up the steps and back into the ring. "Hey! WWE universe, Do you like me? Do you wish I could stay?" The WWE bursted with cheers of yeses and please stay. In the end, the crowd ended up chanting 'Let her stay'.
    Tiffany stared at the titantron, waiting pationatly for someone to walk out and interrupt her. Then Vince's theme went off, and she leant on the ropes, looking at the titantron. "You think you need to stay?" Vince said. "Like hell you need to stay!" Tiffany smirked. "and why is that Vince? 'cos I didn't sleep with you? Is that all that us Divas are used for?" Vince galred at her, wishing he could wipe that smug look off of her face. "You know what?! I want you out of this arena. NOW!" Vince shouted, and Tiffany smirked. "Make me" Vince fumed, and some divas rushed out, running to the ring, to remove Tiffany from it, that was until her reinforcements joined her. Vince went pale, seeing that the NXT rookies were backing her up. "I don't think that's a good idea Vince, seeing as, these guys have beat John Cena up a whole handfull of times, and they have also beat you up" Randy Orton's theme went off, and he came through the crowd, like the NXT rookies had, joining Tiffany. "Randy here, is standing with me 'cos he's tierd of your s**t" A couple other superstars joined, that included Edge, Miz, Carlito, Primo, and Zack Ryder. "As a matter of fact, a lot of us are tierd of your s**t" Tiffany stated, glancing back at the exNXTers, and the superstars that had joined her. "Isn't that right?" They nodded, and then she faced Vince again. "Well Vince, I'm gonna walk out proudly... and if anyone... I mean ANYONE ambushes me..." She laughed dryly. "I'm gonna sue you for everything your worth." She said, her voice menacing. She smirked, then dropped her microphone.
    She got out of the ring and the crowd cheered wildly, and she strutted out of there, her head held up high. As she passed Vince, she kicked him in the shin. "and that's for ruining three years of my life" She hissed at him, then walked out, the crowd still cheering her, the exNXTers and superstars following behind.

    A couple months later (October)
    Tiffany was back home in Atlanta, enjoying the fact that she didn't have to worry about Vince anymore. She was humming happily to herself as she cleaned up her house, dusting and sweeping the floors, when her phone rang. She picked it up, and looked at the caller ID, not knowing the number she answered it. "Hello?"
    "Tiffany! Hey" Tiffany gasped, hearing the unmistakable voice of Mike Mizanin on the other end. "Mike! How'd you get my number?"
    "Shane" Tiffany groaned, she should've known. "Anyway, so why are you calling?" Mike went silent, then replied. "We all miss you... and Maryse has taken it the worst" Tiffany was shocked. Maryse missed her? "and Maryse was so bad it distracted her... She just isn't the same" Tiffany sat down. "Vince said that the problem has to be fixed... We need you to come back, since the board of directors said you can to guest host Monday Night Raw... Maybe you can stay..."
    Tiffany smiled. "Okay, I'll be there... Where are you guys next week?" She could feel Mike smiling. "Cleaveland, Ohio" Tiffany wrote that down, and smiled. "Chris and I will pick you up from the airport... and we were the only ones told about you guest hosting, so you gotta be disguised so no one recognizes you" Tiffany nodded. "'Kay Mike, see ya soon" Tiffany hung up, and sighed. "This will be fun" She stood, making her way to her room, packing up her stuff.

    Monday Night Raw
    Tiffany sighs, sitting on a box in the hall, crossing her legs and meditating. Her black hoodie was still pulled over her face, so no one could see it, so that no one would know it was her. "Hey Tiff" Tiffany opened her eyes and stared at Mike. "What?" Mike smiled, hugging her. "It's almost time... you have to go out there... Right now Vince is talking, you're gonna go out and surprise the hell out of him" Tiffany cocked her head questioningly. "I thought he knew I was here?" Mike shook his head. "We never told him" Tiffany smirked. Oh this is gonna be fun.
    Vince was talking when Justin Roberts stood, walking up the steps and standing there. "I was just told to introduce our guest host for this week..." Tiffany's theme 'Headstrong' by Trapt went off. "Tiiifffany" Tiffany strutted out, and the crowd went wild. Vince just stood there, a total look of disbelief on his face. Tiffany smirked, bringing her microphone to her mouth. "Hey Vince! Did 'ya miss me?" Vince was silent with shock. Tiffany smiled, walking down the ramp, taking off her black hoodie and throwing it into the crowd. She had on a anti-vince shirt, kinda like The Miz's anti-cena one. She had on camo knee length shorts, her black knee pads showed a little bit. Her blonde hair was pulled up in a poneytail. She smiled. "I'm surprised the crowd even recognized me" She said, running up the metal steps, and gets into the ring. "I mean, it's been what, 4 months?" Tiffany placed her hand on her hip. "but really, I think I should thank the man that made this all possible... Thank you Vince" Tiffany smiled. "WHAT?! I didn't approve of this!" Tiffany looked confused, scratching her cheek. "Well, I'm pretty sure you did... I got the proof right here" Tiffany pointed up at the titantron.

    Last Week
    "Mr. McMahon, sir, we need you to sign this please" Vince looked up seeing Mike and Chris Jericho, Mike gave him a sheet of paper. "What is it?" Mike smirked. "It's a form showing the board of directors that we have permission to help with the scripts and picking out guest hosts, since you said we could" Vince nodded, signing the paper. Mike thanked him then walked off.

    Now
    Tiffany smiled. "The board of directors said it would be great to have me back as guest host... I mean, the fans do LOVE me" Vince glared at her. "Anyway, to the point... Tonight... Since you fierd me, and I'm still pissed about that, you, Mr. Vincent Kennedy McMahon will have a match... against me... This is no regular match. It's a hell in a cell, no disqualification match. Anything goes. They will provide us with chairs, sledge hammers... you name it." Tiffany patted Vince's shoulder. "and since you have toadies that do all your dirty work, I have arranged for some superstars to take care protecting me before the match... so no one jumps me" The crowd went wild, and Tiffany put her microphone down, and left the ring to prepare for her first match in 4 months.
    Tiffany was stretching, when she heard an ear peircing squeal. "Tiffany!" Tiffany knew that voice all to well. The french-canadian blonde walked over to Tiffany. "I can't believe you openly challenged Mr.McMahon" Tiffany smiles. "Yeah, well I can't either" Maryse smiles. "Well, I gotta get ready for my match... See 'ya Tiff" Maryse walks off, and Tiffany let her eyes go straight to the other girls a**. She smiled. 'Nice a** Maryse' She thought to herself.
    Tiffany get up, and sighs. "Almost time for my match" She mutters to herself. "Good luck Squishy" Tiffany giggled, she knew that voice, and that nickname. She turned around, and hugged Wade. "I've missed my little english muffin!" Wade chuckles, hugging the blonde back. "I've missed you too Squishy" Wade pulls away from her, and puts a hand on her shoulder. "Just here to wish you good luck" Tiffany smiles. "Well thank you Wade"
    It is almost time for the match and Tiffany was pacing nervously. She was going against Vince McMahon, her old boss. She rolled her eyes and sighed. There was no use in worrying, Vince is an old man. Bret beat him at 'Mania, so she can beat him now. Her music went off, and she strolled out into the arena. Vince was already in the cell pacing back and forth nervously. Tiffany had a steel chair in her hand, and she was frowning. She held up the chair, glancing at it, smirking, then runs to the cell, where she gets in the ring. They close the cell door, and ring the bell. Vince steps back nervously, Tiffany get's out of the ring, walking over to the cell door, asking for a microphone. They give her one, and she climbs back into the ring. "'Ya know, Vinnie Mac, I will call off the whole match it you hire me again" Vince shook his head, and Tiffany shrugged. "Okay" She dropped the microphone and slammed the chair into Vince's head. Vince crumbled to the mat like paper. Tiffany hit him two more times, before rolling him over. She grabbed the microphone. "and Vince, at last minute, I forgot to tell you, the board of directors added that If I win... You HAVE to hire me again" She dropped the microphone, jumping out of the ring, grabbing a trash can, a sledge hammer, and another chair. She slid them into the ring, then got back in herself. She took the trash can, sat Vince up, put it on his head, then started hitting it with the sledge hammer, then takes the trash can off of his head.
    She takes the new chair, setting it up, so Vince's leg is through the empty whole. Remember what the Spirit Squad did to Shawn Michaels, that's what Tiffany is doing to him. She then legdropped onto the chair, and Vince cried out in agony. Tiffany pinned him, 1... 2... 3... Tiffany stood up, grabing the microphone again. "Oh, and Vince, since I am now part of the WWE again... I want to be put on Smackdown" She drops the microphone, getting out of the ring and the cell, the crowd was cheering for her. Chanting Tiffany Tiffany Tiffany.

    Smackdown
    Tiffany walked silently through the hallways, finally finding the diva's locker room, walking in, putting her stuff on the bench. quickly getting dressed in her camo trip pants, a white tank top, pulling a black hoodie over it. She was lacing up her boots, when the other diva's entered. They glared at her, and went on with their life. Tiffany rolled her eyes, finishing lacing up her boots, and made her way to the catering area, so she could snack on some fruit. When she got there, she picked up a strawberry and nibbled on it. "1 2 3... 1 2 3... 1 2 3" Tiffany looked up and saw Rosa still excersizing. She rolled her eyes, her long blonde hair bouncing in the poney tail holder. "Smelly Kelly! Smelly Kelly" Tiffany rolled her eyes again, watching as Layla and Michelle chased Kelly around, picking on the smelly Kelly thing. Kelly caught the eye of Tiffany, who sighed, grabbing Kelly's arm, pulling her behind her. "Look, you two stupid anerexic bitches, If you don't shut the hell up, I will beat the s**t out of both of you" Layla and Michelle roll their eyes, and stomp off. "Uhg, I hate those stupid bitches... They're getting on my nerves" Kelly nodded. "Thank you for sticking up for me" Tiffany nodded. "You're the new Tiffany, since my blondtorougue Tiff quit" Tiffany nodded, and grabbed another strawberry, taking a bite out of it.
    "Tiffffaaaannnyyy!!!!!" Tiffany looked up, spotting Jake Hager (Jack Swagger) walking over to her. "Hello Jake" Jake smiled childishly. Jake looks over at Kelly then bites his lip. "Umm, can I talk to Tiffany in privet?" Kelly smiles and nods. "Sure Jake" She walks off, leaving the two alone. Jake frowned and hugged the blonde. "Jay and I have been fighting..." He says. "Jay said 'Maybe we're better off apart you stupid cheater'" Jake pulls away from Tiffany's grasp. "What does he mean?" Tiffany stared at Jake, his eyes were sad. "I don't know, Jake... I don't" Jake frowns. "Will you talk to him?" Tiffany nods. "Yes Jakey" She places a kiss on her friends forehead, and goes off to find Jason.
    Tiffany walked through the halls, finally finding Jason Reso(Christian)'s locker room, where she knocked on the door. Jay opens the door, and sees her. "What do you want?" He asks. "Why did you break up with Jake, Jay?" Jason sighed, leaning on the door frame. "He was cheating on me" Tiffany shook her head, and sighed. "No he wasn't..."
    "Yes he was! With Kelly ******** Kelly!" Tiffany rolled her eyes. "No, he wasn't... He came to me like a lost puppy... He wanted me to talk to you" She said, stuffing her hands in her pockets. "He was close to tears, Jay" Jason sighed. "Jake... He loves you, blondie... You need to realize it..." Tiffany said, taking one hand out of her pocket and placing it on Reso's shoulder. "Now, go get your man" She smiled, punching him playfully on the arm. Jay smiled, giving her a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving to find his 'man'. Tiffany sighed, walking away from Jay's locker room, heading towards the ring, for her first match on Smackdown.
    As she was standing waiting for her theme to blast, her opponent, Layla stormed over to her. "Guess what?" She said, a harshness in her tone. "uhh what?" Tiffany replied. "Creative and the Board of directors want your first match on Smackdown to be a Women's championship match" She snapped. "A co-ed one... You and Smelly Kelly against me and Michelle" Tiffany sighed. How troublesome. "They're seriously doing that?" Layla nodded, and Kelly walked over to them. "Who requested it?" Layla shrugged. "They said it was someone on Raw, but I don't know who..." Kelly looked confused, so Tiffany told her what was going on and she frowned. "Co-ed?" Layla nodded. "You and her will both be champions if you win, which I doubt will happen..." Tiffany glares at her, then looks over at Kelly. "Are you up for this?" Kelly nodded. Then Lay-Cool's theme went off, and the snobs struted out, going to brag about their co-ed tittle reigning. Tiffany's theme went off a little bit later, and the crowd went wild. "Like we give a crap" Tiffany said. "We could beat you two and become Co-ed champs" Layla and Michelle scoffed. "We'd like to see you try" Tiffany and Kelly ran down to the ring. A ref quickly got in, keeping them apart, then rang the bell, Kelly got out of the ring and went to work on Michelle, leaving Tiffany with Layla.
    Layla tried to land a punch on Tiffany, who dodged, grasping Layla's wrist and flinging her to the ground, her knee diging into Layla's spine, as she yanks the brunett's arms back, causing her to yelp. Layla flung Tiffany back, making the taller blonde crash into the mat. Layla kicked Tiffany twice before Tiffany grabbed her leg, and tripped her, making her fall on her face. Tiffany rolled Layla over, and grabbed her legs, twisting them in to the figure four leg-lock, then letting go as Layla wallowed on the ground. Layla slowly made in to her feet, and into a oncoming Twist of Fate. Layla crashed to the ground, and Tiffany quickly pinned her. 1... Michelle noticed the trouble that their championships were in, quickly pushing Kelly away to scramble into the ring. 2... Kelly grasped onto Michelle's ankle, pullng her back out of the ring, kicking her in the gut before finishing her off. 3... The bell rings, and Tiffany scrambles to her feet. Kelly rushed into the ring, huging the other blonde. Michelle stared in disbelief as the two were handed her and Layla's championship belts. They were the new Woman's Co-ed champions! Kelly held her belt to her chest, and Tiffany stared at hers. It was her first championship. Kelly hugged her, then grabbed her hand, holding it up high. Layla and Michelle just watched in complete shock.

    Back at the hotel
    Tiffany sighed, making her way down to the lobby. There was a little cafe in there, it was almost closing time, and she is starving. She ade it just in time, and he gave her a HUGE bowl of vanilla pudding. Her favorite. "Thank you" she said. "and G'night" The man smiled, waving.
    As she made her way back to her room, happily eating her pudding, she ran into a sight that was well, wow. Alex Riley had pinned Matt Striker againt the wall and was kissing him, passionatly. She cleared her throat, hoping to get their attention, which she did. Alex quickly pulled away from Matt, who was blushing. "Don't worry... I won't tell anyone" She said, holding her hands up. Alex sighed in relief, then went back to kissing and groping Matt. Tiffany shook her head and kept walking down the hall. She arrived at her room, having to dig through her many pockets to find her room key. She found it after a while, and opened the door, where someone was waiting for her. Kelly sighed, watching as Maryse all but attacked Tiffany. "What the-" Tiffany started but stopped when she realized who it was. "She threatened she'd kill me if I didn't let her in" Kelly said, and Tiffany nodded, hugging the blonde french-canadian back. Maryse let go a second later then sat on Tiffany's bed beside her ex-roomie. "Maryse, what are you doing here?" Maryse smiled, blushng a little. "I miss you" She said, her french accent heavy, but making her kinda innocent and cute. Tiffany smiles. "I miss you too" She says, hugging the blonde canadian, who is not acting like her regular snobby self. "We have to get to bed Maryse, I'll text you before we get on our plane. Maryse nods, getting up and pracing out of the room. Shouting something in french when she ran into the door, but quickly slipped out after that to avoid anymore embarassment. "She so likes you" Tiffany looks over at Kelly. "What?" Kelly rolls her eyes, putting down the magazine she had been looking at. "You are the only one she shows any affection towards... Ted said that she hates him and is always comparing him to you" Tiffany blushes. "Really?" Kelly nods, going back to her magazine, letting Tiffany ponder for the rest of the night.

    A week later, the night before Smackdown
    It's the night before Smackdown, everyone is out celebrating for some odd reason. Tiffany sighed, watching as Christian and Jake raped each other with their eyes. Tiffany could see the obvious sexual tension. They probably haven't had sex in a while do to Christian's roommate. Speaking of roommates, Tiffany gazed around the bar, trying to locate her own. "Looking for someone?" Tiffany looked over her shoulder, spotting Cody Rhodes. She smiled warmly and turned around, facing him. "I was looking for my roommate..." Cody nodded. "Anyway, have you talked to Maryse lately? Tell her to back off a little... I mean, Ted and I are still dating and everything" Tiffany rolled her eyes. "I saw her last week, she came to my room to tell me she missed me... Ted has been in touch with Kelly and told her that Maryse is always comparing Ted to me, so I don't think she likes him" Cody was shocked. "Maryse likes you? Oh my god that's so sweet!" he smiled and Tiffany rolled her eyes. "I know..." Cody frowns. "Do you not like her?" Tiffany shrugs. "I'm straight... It's cute that she has a crush on m-" Cody rolls his eyes. "That's bullshit and you know it Tiffany" Tiffany sighs. "I know Cody but it would ruin her image..." Cody nodded knowingly. "I wouldn't do that to her"
    "But she loves you Tiffany" Tiffany nodded. "I know... it's just difficult Cody" Cody sighed, and then smiled. "Hey, the good news, my boyfriend's not cheating" Tiffany smiled. "You're such a weirdo" Cody nodded. "Yup!" Tiffany smiled, then watched as Cody walked away. She sighed, her eyes becoming sad, but quickly filling with annoyance when Michelle McBitch approached her. "Hey lowlife" Tiffany scoffed. "Hey anerexic b***h" Michelle rolled her eyes. "I just wanted to let you know don't get comfortable with your title belts... 'cos we are gonna get 'em back" Tiffany sighed. "Teddy said we can't defend them until Wrestlemania in April" Michelle gaped. "What?!" She erupted, and stormed off for a second before coming back towards her. "UHG! anyway..." She lowered her voice. "I have to act mad at you Layla is pissed about the titles... She's in the bathroom right now... I just have to tell you," She leans in pressing her lips to Tiffany's, whose eyes open wide in shock, she pulls away, blushing slightly. "I kinda like you" Michelle says then walks off, leaving a shocked Tiffany behind. She was soon snapped out of that shock when someone pinched her arm. "Are you trying to hurt Maryse?" It was Kelly. "Michelle kissed me" Kelly's eyes widened, and she was shocked. "She likes you?" Tiffany nods. "Apparently she has a crush on me"