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"Oh, my God! Look at this!" the young woman exclaimed breathlessly, a huge smile on her face as she stepped into the locker room she and the rest of the WWE divas were sharing. She held her left hand out, displaying the exquisite piece of jewelry on her finger.
"Oh, my God!" the woman nearest her exclaimed as she eyed the glittering diamond.
"Let me see!" one of the others cried, pushing past the blonde and gazing down at her friend's hand. "Whoa, girl! I can see my reflection in that thing!"
"I can't believe you guys got engaged!" another of the divas said with a squeal as she neared. She'd seen that rock from clear across the room. "Wow," she said as saw it up close. "That's a real beauty...congratulations!" She hugged the other woman tightly, and they both laughed.
"That rock's even bigger than the one I used to wear..." another woman noted aloud. "...then again, that was only for show - do you know how despressing it is to pretend you're married for the sake of a storyline when you're so far from the real thing?"
"Hey, what are you complaining about, girlie? At least you didn't have to make out with Vince McMahon..." The blonde who had spoken those words pretended to gag, then suddenly realized who she'd said that to. "Oops...sorry. That would just be beyond gross."
The other woman gave her a look of disgust. "The day we start having those kind of storylines is the day I quit...eww!"
Another blonde woman stepped foward. "I know it's probably too soon to be asking something like this, but...well, can I sing at your wedding?"
The newly-engaged diva smiled warmly at her friend. "I would be absolutely honored if you did!" she cried, drawing the other woman into a hug.
"Well..." one of the brunettes spoke as she came over. "...I hate to say this, but I envy you, honey...my mother has been driving me batty asking me when I'm going to get married, and at my age, I doubt it'll ever happen."
"Oh, don't think that way!" another brunette piped in. "It'll happen someday...you just have to find the right man. Take me, for instance - I was engaged, but it didn't work out...but now, I'm with the guy I know I was meant to be with...he's my Prince Charming..." The young woman's eyes were sparkling as she spoke.
"Oh, stop! You're making me gag, little girl!"
"Hey, that's not nice!" another young woman chastised. "You're just bitter because you're not seeing anyone right now..."
"Actually, not true, kitten," the older woman said, and the other divas all eyed her with surprise. "I've been dating someone for a couple of months now..."
"And you've kept it a secret all this time? Girl, I thought we were best friends!"
Before the now-grinning brunette could reply, the one diva who had been missing during this exchange entered the room. The young woman's face was pale as a ghost, and she appeared to be in shock, not even noticing the one diva's diamond ring. Before any of the others could question the woman, she burst into tears.
"Oh, God! What am I going to do?"
"Sweetheart, what's the matter?" asked the brunette who had only a moment earlier admitted to having a secret boyfriend.
The young woman was clutching something in her left hand. Reluctantly, she brought it up to show the others.
"Oh, my..." The woman who spoke cut off the last word. "You're pregnant?"
The diva nodded with despair. "I'm a week late!" she cried, bowing her head. "And we're usually so careful. Oh, God! How am I going to tell him??"
"Don't worry, sweetie..." the blonde who would sing at the wedding said. She put a consoling hand on her distraught friend's shoulder. "...I'm sure you'll find a way."
"Yeah..." one of other divas said with a nod. "And don't ever forget - you'll have all of us for support."
"Thanks..." The pregnant diva sobbed, reaching up to touch her arm, and the woman who had just spoken pulled her close for a hug.
"She's right, honey...we're all here for you," the brunette beside her said. She reached out and gently stroked the upset woman's hair.
The smaller brunette whom had called her "bitter" felt a pang of regret. After a moment, she nudged the other diva on the arm. "I'm sorry for what I said about you before..."
The older woman gave her a warm smile. "Aw, that's all right, kitten..."
The pregnant diva was currently being comforted by a couple of others, including the friend she'd just discovered was newly engaged - but she wasn't even listening anymore. All she could think of was how in the world she was going to break the news to her boyfriend.