This is a fic that Nicole (Sweetiepie1) and me are writing together.  Hope you guys like it!

PART ONE

APRIL 2002

The two women walked down the arena hallway, talking and laughing as they made their way to the women's locker room.  Britney McMahon, the cousin of Shane and Stephanie, and her best friend Nicole Riley had been in WWE for about two years now.  When they'd first signed on, they had a lot of critics… people weren't too fond of them getting jobs through their connection to the McMahon's.  But as time passed, they proved over and over again that they most definitely belonged in the business.  Nicole had a very good lucha libre style going for her, doing a lot of stuff that resembled Lita and the Hardyz, while Britney was a street fighter who took a bunch of huge bumps like her cousin Shane.  Needless to say, the two fit in very well and they made a lot of friends.  When they reached the door, they saw that it was being blocked by two people who definitely weren't divas.

"Um, guys?  You wanna move?" Britney asked, grinning at Matt Hardy and Adam Copeland.

"Yeah, what are you doing here anyway?" Nicole asked, eyeing the two men speculatively.  "Trying to get a free peep show?"  Matt scoffed playfully at her.

"I can't believe you'd think so lowly of me Nicole Marie," he said, rolling his eyes.

"Why shouldn't I Matthew Moore," she replied, using the same mocking tone he was.  Ignoring the two of them, Adam looked at Britney, answering the girls' questions.

"We'll move if you want us to, and we're not here to get a peep show," he said, sending them a look as though he was shocked they'd accuse him of such a thing.  "What we *were* doing was waiting…" he trailed off, eyeing Britney again.  Smiling, she walked over to him.

"Waiting for what?" she asked curiously.

"John… he apparently has a thing for Dawn Marie.  We had to force him to go in there and talk to her," Matt said.  Adam nodded.

"Yeah, and we're blocking the door so he can't get out until he asks her out," he added.  The girls laughed, pushing the two men out of the way.

"Aw, poor John… I'll go save him," Britney said, pushing Adam out of the way to grab the door handle.  Adam jumped, trying to wrestle her away from the door.  Taking her hands in his, he pushed her back away from the door, using his size and strength to his advantage.  Matt and Nicole stepped back, laughing as Britney began to battle back and slam Adam against the wall.

"They want each other," Matt whispered, leaning down so he was Nicole's height.  She nodded and laughed, smiling at her two friends.

"Oh yeah… totally obvious," she said.  She stood and watched for a minute, but when Adam pinned Britney to the wall, she decided to intervene.  She jumped up onto Adam's back, causing him to trip backwards.  She hooked her arms around his neck, cracking up as Adam began to fall onto the losing end of the battle.  Britney pointed her index finger and repeatedly poked the Canadian in the stomach.

"Matt… a little help," he said, trying to fight the two women off but having little success.  Matt simply stepped back further, shaking his head and laughing heartily.

"No way man.  I'm not getting my ass kicked," he said, putting his hands up in protest.  Adam struggled for a few more moments, eventually losing his balance and toppling over.  As he fell, he hit the door to the locker room.  He instinctively grabbed the handle on his way down, knocking the door open.  Britney and Nicole jumped up, gasping as they looked into the room.  John and Dawn were in there alright… and they were in the middle of some heavy duty action.  Dawn was sitting in Cena's lap, her tongue literally jammed down his throat as he placed his hands on her waist.  The girls covered their mouths to prevent themselves from cracking up.  Adam made his way up, trying to see what was so funny.

"I guess that talk went well," Adam commented dryly, taking in the sight of the two making out.  Britney smacked him the arm, sending him a look that had 'shut up' written all over it.  It was too late though, John and Dawn Marie heard them and immediately broke their kiss.  The two of them, especially John, turned a unique shade of pink after hearing the cat calls their friends were giving them.

"Nice John," Matt said, coming in and smacking him on the back.  Britney and Nicole walked in behind Adam, mouthing 'sorry' to Dawn and John.

"Yo, that's not cool man, not cool," John said, adjusting his hat.  Shaking his head, Adam sat down on the couch in between the two women.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it.  Anyway, are we all still going out tonight?" Adam asked, changing the subject.  All the heads in the room nodded.

"Yeah, you and Matt are gonna drive us right?" Nickie asked.  Matt nodded.

"Yeah, we'll come here and pick you up at the end of the show.  We could leave earlier, but *big shot Adam* has to interfere in the main event," Matt said, rolling his eyes emphatically.  Adam grinned… Matt was so jealous of his big push.

"Don't be jealous now Matty," he said, laughing quietly.  Looking up at the clock, he realized what time it was.  "Okay, I'm going to go get ready for the show.  You should too Matt, considering you're on first, you mid card piece of shit."  After making his comments he ran, fleeing from Matt as he stormed out of the room after him.  John shook his head… the WWE was definitely *nothing* like he'd expected.

LATER THAT NIGHT

Britney and Nicole through their stuff in their bags, getting ready to leave the arena.  After they were done, they sat back on the couch, waiting for Matt and Adam to come and get them.  They waited a little while, laughing and talking with Dawn, Nidia, and Torrie.  After about fifteen more minutes, there was a knock at the door.  Britney jumped up to answer the door.  Swinging it open, she grinned as she saw Adam and Matt standing there.

"Hey guys," she said, unable to prevent her eyes from lingering on Adam.  He was just so damn cute.  She stared at him for a minute, eyeing his leather encased legs appreciatively.  That man was built for leather.

"Hi Britney," Matt said, snapping her out of her daze.  Something about his smile told her that he knew she was staring, and her cheeks reddened slightly.  Shaking his head, his grin widened as he watched her blush.

"Let's go kids, we're off the to the club," he called into the room.  Nicole stood, grabbing hers and Britney's bags, handing Britney hers at the door.  The four of them said goodbye to the other girls, closing the door behind them.  Then they made their way out of the arena.  On the way down the hall, Nicole remembered that she had forgotten the sweatshirt she had brought in the locker room.  Stopping abruptly, she got the attention of her friends.

"Shit… guys, I have to run back to the locker room for a minute… I forgot something," she said, turning to walk away.

"Do you want us to go back with you?" Adam asked, catching her by the arm.  Shrugging out of his grip, Nicole shook her head.

"No, it's cool.  I'll just meet you guys at the car," she said, before turning and heading back in the direction of the locker room.  On the way there she passed some of the guys, nodding hello and moving along.  Then, when she turned the corner, she smacked into someone, causing her to drop the lip gloss she had in her hand.  She bent down to pick it up, beginning to apologize as she stood.  She gasped as she looked up and up and up to see Brock Lesnar.

"Sorry about that Brock," she said, brushing herself off.  She offered him a smile, but then her grin faded when she saw Paul Heyman step out from behind Brock.

"It's o… I mean, watch where going next time," he said, pushing past her and nearly knocking her off balance.  Nicole looked after him, confused.  He was about to say it was okay, and then his tone and facial expressions changed suddenly.  Nicole thought it was odd that the transformation occurred right after Heyman grabbed his arm.  As the two of them walked away, he could see Heyman talking to Brock.  She couldn't make out what he was saying, but the way he was looking at him made it seem as though he was chastising him for trying to accept her apology.  Nicole knew that Paul didn't like her or Britney, but the control he had over Brock made her wonder what in hell was going on.

So, what do you guys think of this first part?  Should we continue?