Chapter 1
Gina sighed as she looked at the latest text message on her iPhone. Randy was going to be late. Again. She looked around the near empty arena and wondered what she should do now. Her and her boyfriend of three years had planned a late dinner date for tonight after the show. It wasn't often that they were in the same city and when they were they liked to take advantage of it by spending as much time together as possible. Her job mainly kept her at the Stamford office, but with her new 'promotion', she had found herself traveling more and more. She liked her job, she was good at her job. But her new promotion was giving her more travel time, something she didn't really care for; she would rather work behind the scenes than in front of the camera.
She should be thankful and grateful that this opportunity actually landed in her lap. Well, that was what Randy told her all the time. "A pretty girl like you should be on television," he whispered huskily in her ear when she told him about the offer from Stephanie McMahon. Even though she tried telling him again and again that she was more comfortable in an office and not in front of a camera, she was beginning to find herself enjoying her new responsibilities.
Gina started her professional career at the University of Minnesota where she completed her Master's in organizational management. For five years after graduation, she worked for a local broadcast company. She was satisfied with her job for the most part but when a friend jokingly showed her a help wanted ad with World Wrestling Entertainment and suggested that she apply for it, she did. The job description was the perfect mix of management and creativity.
Two weeks after she sent her résumé in, Stephanie McMahon herself called her up and arranged a flight for Gina to fly out to Stamford to meet her. Stephanie was impressed right away. Not just because of Gina's education and experience, but also because of her quick wit and her poise under pressure. She was a sure bet for hiring for the assistant job they had opening up but Stephanie had a feeling that Gina would work well in the on-screen assistant position that had opening up as well.
She was classically pretty, not drop dead gorgeous, but pretty with her 5'8" frame, slender body type and shoulder length strawberry blonde hair, she was pretty enough to gain some attention and following if WWE management should choose to put her on television. She was also pretty enough to catch the attention and affections of the current WWE champion, Randy Orton.
"But Randy, you've got to listen to me!" the blonde argued as she gripped the man's arm. A wicked smile began to form on Lacey's face when he turned around - his icy blue eyes piercing into her hazel ones. Perhaps he was getting agitated from her circling him like a lost puppy but Lacey wasn't one to take such a hint. She'd much rather ignore it, because somewhere in her nutty thoughts, that made more sense.
"First of all, let go of me," his voice was low and husky however it still dripped with a commanding tone. Lacey reluctantly let Randy's arm go free. "Now, what is that you want?"
"We need to rehearse our lines for tomorrow night's show. We can't afford to go into that backstage segment without us knowing the entire script!" Lacey was truly bluffing with that one. She knew, just as everyone else did, that she and the Legacy didn't need that much time to go over their lines. More often than not they had the script down in less than fifteen minutes and even if they did forget, there were often cue boards or room for ad libbing. The blonde just didn't want to see him leave. It gutted her every time they had to part ways once the show ended and tonight Randy left out of the arena before anyone else had. It didn't take a genius to figure out why considering they were in Stamford, CT. It made Lacey cringe when she thought of her.
"If you want to rehearse that bad then we all can have lunch tomorrow and go over it then. I don't have time to do it now. I have a dinner date with Gina and I'm already late." The blonde felt her body tense at the mention of Gina's name. She didn't have time to react once Randy turned his back on her and sprinted out into the parking garage. Lacey huffed, puffed and even shed a tear or two as she strolled towards her car. The relationship between Gina and Randy made her beyond envious. She felt resentment for Gina because if it wasn't for her, she'd probably have Randy wrapped around her fingers. Needless to say, Lacey wasn't used to hearing "no," when it came to getting what she wanted. Everything she had a desire for or even craved was given to her on a silver platter from the day she was brought into this world.
The blonde grew up in the sunshine state of California and resided in what is commonly called The Valley. The Montgomery family was rather popular around town in their gated, three-story home. Lacey lived her entire youth being a Daddy's girl and still was one to this day. Her father could never deny her of anything which only resulted in Lacey developing the attributes of a spoiled brat. Perhaps the indulgence and coddling from her father as a child had a negative effect on Lacey but the stubborn blonde would never admit it. Her life seemed to be right out of a story book or even a movie. At the tender age of three, Lacey followed in behind her mother by attending beauty pageants until the age of eighteen when she was crowned Miss. California. She received recognition from the contest but her real fame came when Hugh Hefner himself requested that Lacey posed for a pictorial in Playboy magazine.
From that moment on, one couldn't tell Lacey that she wasn't a real celebrity. She had become another Paris Hilton with her Louis Vuitton speedies and Jimmy Choo stilettos, but when her fame began to slow down a few months after posing for the magazine, Lacey's manager began looking around for another business venture for the blonde to get into. Upon searching, they found WWE's Diva Search. The deal sounded like a big opportunity for Lacey since she'd be able to model and travel the world while getting paid for it. She hadn't known much about wrestling but entertainment was something that Lacey herself felt she was destined for considering all of the beauty pageants she had won. The blonde entered and won the contest at nineteen before traveling down to Tampa, Florida to train in the squared circle. Lacey made her in-ring debut four years later at the age of twenty three. She was labeled as a heel and depicted as a feisty, pompous femme fatale - which wasn't that far fetched from the blonde's true personality.
At the age of twenty five, Lacey felt as though now she was finally getting her big break. The creative department had figured WWE's biggest stable consisting of Randy Orton, Cody Rhodes and Ted DiBiase needed something more to put them over with the crowd so they had Lacey join the Legacy - figuring a diva could make the group even more entertaining. The blonde had always had a thing for Randy from a far. She knew multiple people had compared the two - even going as far as to say that she could be the female version of him. She took what she had heard as a compliment but her infatuation with the viper reached new heights when she joined the Legacy. She was around him daily and his presence alone began to make her crave his undivided attention. Lacey didn't want Randy - she needed him. But with Gina in the way, the blonde knew that'd be impossible to manage. After a mini temper tantrum that consisted of inaudible mumblings and shoving her bags into the trunk of her car, the blonde picked her head up to see the happy couple a short distance away from her. Her hazel eyes seemed to flash with envy as she slammed the trunk shut and ultimately decided to intrude on Gina and Randy.
"Finally," Gina grumbled under her breath as she saw her boyfriend jogging towards her. "Where have you been?" she pouted as she crossed her arms across her chest.
He chuckled at the sight of his girl making puppy eyes at him. "Sorry, hon," he said with a quick kiss to her cheek. "I got caught up-" he was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.
"Randy! There you are! We never set a time or place for our lunch tomorrow!" a silky female voice broke up the couple's conversation.
Lacey smirked as she saw Randy's girlfriend tense up when she got closer to him. She reached out to touch his arm. Randy, being the smart man he is, moved his arm away quickly from her and wrapped it around Gina.
"I'm really looking forward to it," she continued in a husky voice as she batted her big hazel eyes at him.
"Randy, we have to go," Gina said in a meek voice. "Our reservations were at-"
Lacey interrupted again. "So. Randy. What time are you going to pick me up tomorrow?"
Randy rolled his eyes. "I don't know. Call Ted or Cody tomorrow morning and find out. I'll let them know later tonight. Right now, I got a date…." he ended softly as he looked over at Gina with a sly smile and tightened his arm around her waist and started to lead her away.
Lacey was fuming. She didn't want to call Ted. She didn't want to call Cody. She wanted Randy. Letting out a sigh and fluffing up her blonde hair, she decided that she would just call Randy later. After all, he had given her his number. And if he hadn't want her to call him, why would he have given it to her? Ok...Cody had given her Randy's number, but the point was that she had it. Cody would give her whatever she wanted as long as she paid even the slightest amount of attention to him. That got Lacey thinking; maybe Cody could be good for something after all…...
