This can't be True [Rai/Maryse]

Maryse, who was now sitting on her rear, flung her hand out to Raina before she made her way back to her feet. She attempted to do another handstand, only to fall onto her back again.

"Ahh!" The diva whinned, unhappily as she slapped her hands into the mat. "This is pointless! I could be at home in a bubblebath - but instead I'm here doing stupid handstands, as if I'm some damn cheerleader."

Rai rolled her eyes. "I could be out with my brother and friends having lunch. The point is if you can do this."

Rai did a hand stand and walked along one side of the ring. She then flipped and got on the edge of the apron walking on one foot on her tip toes. "You can do this." Rai wasn't touching the ropes. "You never know when your going to get injured."

"If I do that move, I will get injured. I can't walk on ropes."

"That's why I'm improving your balance so that you can if you have to."

"I can't do that handstand." She fussed. "I've tried, and tried, and tried."

Rai shook her head. "No you've been trying to be an arrogant I'm better than everyone bitch."

Maryse scoffed. "Oh, says the girl who treated me like some dumb-blonde bimbo the entire time I've been here. I'm not your pet, you can't and you won't just boss me around."

"I tried to be nice. Your the one who said I was and I quote a Hot Topic reject."

She shrugged her shoulders innocently. "I was taking in an obervation and speaking my mind. Nothing wrong with that."

"Look I play by the old school rules. To get respect you gotta earn it. Also making comments about my brother is not the way to go. Neither is acting like a baby just because you take a fall. I've twisted my ankle at a house show and was forced to compete the next night. Did I cry and whine? No. I did my job and moved on."

"I don't need notes or tips about fighting through injuries. I had to perform on a dislocated knee and still got the job done. Just because Vince thinks I need help in the ring, doesn't mean I'm completely useless and pathetic."

"I'm not saying you are but the whole damsel in distress thing doesn't work on me. I know why Vince wants improvement."

"Oh, really? And, why is that?"

"He wants to bring the women's division back some. The fans are starting to get tired of seeing only some decent female wrestlers getting screwed out of their title shots."

She scoffed. "What does that have to do with me? My wrestling isn't whats bringing the Women's Division down." She fussed.

"That's part of the problem. Some of the Divas think they are the best of the best."

She shrugged. "Well, not all the Divas are two time Champions, I have good reason to believe that I am the best of the best.

"Yeah and I've held both Women's titles at the same time and I've held the Tag Titles with my brother."

Maryse rolled her eyes in disgust that Raina had more accomplishments on her record. "Pourtant, je suis toujours mieux, la chienne." She muttered to herself and ended it with a short, evil cackle.

Rai smirked. "Jealousy is an ugly color on you Maryse." Rai then started walking ontop of the ropes. "Ramera francesa loca."

Maryse scoffed in disbelief. "Jealousy? Of you? Please. J'ai vu des cochons sembler mieux que vous."

"What have I to be jealous of? I'm the future of the Divas Division, and my accomplishments will soon surpass yours, sweetheart."

"Not if I become Unified Tag Champion. Plus I'm heading a stable. Not many Divas can do that." Rai said as she did a handstand walking along the ropes.

"You as a Unified Tag Champion? Please. Those titles would look so much better on me." She bragged.

"Like you could take a hit from Show."

She rolled her eyes. "I'm sure I could persuade Mike into getting rid of fatso, and making me his new tag partner." She smirked.