Starting things right off with an "I own nothing!" disclaimer. Sara Austin belongs to futureWWEDiva2011, as does the idea for this story. I felt like it was an amazing idea, and I'm very happy to bring it to life for her.

I'm going to be jumping back and forth between this and "My Happy Ending". Hopefully, I'll be able to keep up with both.


Things didn't start out so glamorous for Sara Austin. Teenage years were not her best friend. She was skinny, nerdy, and just plain unattractive. She did her best to not let the actions of the popular kids get her down, but it was hard. High school can be a very unforgiving time for someone if they're not on the football team or one of the cheerleaders. Sara wasn't that. Not even close.

She was someone, though. It was just that no one knew it. She knew that all of the boys on the football team gathered at one house each week and watched Monday Night RAW, or rather "Raw is War" and "War Zone" as it was known at the time. Part of the reason that she knew this was because in the halls they had began emulating the actions of the most popular superstar of the time, Stone Cold Steve Austin. Sara's father. The only thing was, they didn't know this. They didn't have the first clue who Sara really was. All they cared is that she was the perfect target for ridicule. It killed her inside to know that they had such admiration and respect for the man she called "daddy", yet they had the audacity to treat her like they did.

There was one boy who wasn't always as mean to her. They had grown up next door to each other and he often walked her home from school. The only thing that had kept him from being her white knight was the fact that he never stood up for her. He may not have tortured her in the way that the other boys had, but he did nothing to put a stop to it. This didn't make her hate him, but he still wasn't her favorite person because of it. Many times she pleaded with the boy in private to end it, but he never did. He knew that if he had, he would be putting himself on the same level as her in his peers eyes. Fear of that alone caused things to remain unchanged.

After enduring three years of torture, Sara graduated from high school in 2001 and went on to study sociology at Texas A&M University. She began running and working out daily around her classes. College for Sara wasn't the same as it was for most young people. She didn't bother trying to get into a sorority. She never partied, never drank, nor did she even bother dating, let alone hook up with any boys. After everything she had went through in high school, Sara only had one thing on her mind. Follow in her father's footsteps and show everyone they were wrong about her. She was focused and determined. Patience was a virtue, and Sara Austin had become a master of virtue.

It was early 2012 when Sara Austin burst onto the scene in the WWE. After spending five years in the independent circuit, she was signed to a developmental deal and made her way to Florida Championship Wrestling in 2009. In the first couple of months on the main roster, she hadn't really made an impact. This was to be expected, though. No one had even realized her last name was significant. They all just chose to believe it was a coincidence. Everyone had to work their way to the top. The daughter of a hall of famer would be no different. For weeks, she did many segments and promos, hinting that she had a surprise for the WWE Universe. She was already beginning to be a little successful, but she still had a long way to go before she reached any sort of popularity. The surprise that she had coming would for sure make an impression.

It was her first time on Monday Night RAW and the second generation Diva had a singles match against the third generation Diva, Natalya. The other girl made her way to the ring first, waiting patiently for her opponent. The arena fell silent just before hearing the very familiar sound of glass smashing before Sara's entrance theme began to play. After giving the crowd a very brief moment to take in what they just heard, Sara made her way to the entrance ramp accompanied by her father, the one and only "Stone Cold" Steve Austin. This was the moment she let everyone know exactly who she was. This was the moment that everything changed for Sara. Whether she was ready for it or not, this was her time.

During the match, Sara heard the chants of "Stone Cold", which made her proud. The match was extremely well fought. It could have easily went one way or the other, and it came right down to the end. The seemingly out of it Sara countered Natalya's Sharp Shooter and applied the "Stone Cold Stunner" on her opponent to win the match. After the daughter of Jim "The Anvil" Neidhart came to, she was helped up by Sara, and the Divas shook hands in the ring. Stone Cold came into the ring and raised both of the young women's hands with a proud grin. Whether the WWE universe liked it or not, the Divas were about to become a big part of the show, and it was all because of one girl. It may have been the "PG" era, but a little attitude was about to be mixed in, and the crowd loved it.

Over the next few weeks, the offers began to pour in for Sara. Along with getting rave reviews for her Diva focus, she was offered a job modeling for Candie's shoes, as well as becoming a Cover Girl. In early September, she was personally approached by a big name in the music business to star in his next music video. That was only the beginning. After finishing one music video, other artists began to contact her. The years had been nice to Sara, and she loved showing it off. She didn't even notice that Randy, John, and Zack hadn't even recognized her from their days in high school days together. She didn't have the time to. Ever since she had become important enough for them to possibly notice her, she hadn't had the time to approach them. She didn't even have the time to wonder if she cared.

Randy Orton and John Cena were seniors when she and Zack Ryder were sophomores in high school. She had grown up with Zack, she had even considered him her best friend until he had made the varsity football team. After that, there were nights when Sara sat on her front porch, only to see Zack coming home to give her an apologetic look. The first few times, she forgave him, but as it became more apparent that things weren't going to change, she would shake her head at him. She had lost her only friend that year, and it was something that she had taken very personally. To this very day, she hadn't forgiven Zack for the way he treated her just to gain popularity in high school.

After a couple of months, Sara's schedule began to slow down a bit. She no longer felt like she was bouncing from activity to activity, with a few hours to sleep here and there. She was still in high demand, but she found a balance. She finally found her feet coming back to the ground when she noticed that Zack had been paying extra close attention to her backstage. Was it because he thought he recognized her? Or was it because he was hoping for a new on-screen girlfriend? Well, it was either one of those two, or he was actually hot for her, and hoping to ask the Diva out. When two weeks went by, and he hadn't approached her, she had her answer. He didn't recognize her. It was one thing that Randy and John didn't see her as different from any of the other Divas, but this was Zack. How could he not know?

One week before the show began Sara took it upon herself to sit down in an empty chair next to Zack in the catering area. There was no one else at the table, so she took advantage of the situation. She would feel things out, just to see what she was dealing with. She smiled sweetly at her male co-worker, beginning to take a bite out of the salad she had just made for herself. After chewing it completely, she looked up to Zack, taking a sip of her water. "Didn't expect me to sit here?" she smirked.

"Didn't expect you to notice me. Not many people do these days," he shrugged as he continued eating.

She nodded, "it's got to be rough. The Superstars roster is a lot bigger than the Divas. I've noticed that a lot of you tend to get lost in the mix."

"But they still treat all of you like mid-carders, and it's not right," Zack pointed out.

"Says one of the most beloved mid-carders," Sara laughed softly with a smile.

"Yeah, well try telling booking that," he grunted, playing with a balled up napkin.

"Could you imagine of they did a whole episode of RAW with just mid-carders?" Sara suggested playfully.

"Only if they devote an entire hour of the three to the Divas. It would only be fair," Zack grinned widely at his female co-worker.

"We can only hope," she nodded as she finished eating and excused herself. She made her way back to the Divas locker room. She had her answer, or at least she was fairly sure she did. Either Zack didn't recognize her, or he was pretending not to.

"You okay?" Barbie Blank, better known as Kelly Kelly, walked over to Sara in the locker room.

Sara just shrugged, looking up to one of the Divas that she somewhat considered a friend. "Do you keep in touch with anyone you went to high school with?"

Barbie thought for a moment before nodding, "a few. Why?"

"We work with some of my former classmates. They don't remember me," Sara looked up with a frown as she put the finishing touches on her ring gear and got up. "I don't know if I should be hurt or relieved."

It was obvious to everyone who actually knew a little about wrestling that Sara was distracted in the ring that night. She was scheduled to win, but she was off her game. Alicia Fox was doing her best to make Sara look good. Fortunately, it worked out without having to go too much off the script. The twenty-six year old Diva was able to sell the win to her twenty-eight year-old competitor. Once they were backstage and heading back to the locker room, Sara thanked Alicia.

"Yeah, no problem. We all have off days. Lord knows I've had plenty," Alicia patted her co-worker's shoulder as she slipped into the locker room to shower off.

Sara was about to follow the other girl just as she was stopped. She looked up to see Zack in front of her, grinning wide as ever. So maybe she was wrong. Maybe he did remember her. "Hey Zack," she managed to get out, still a little out of breath and flushed from her match.

"Sara," he nodded, "I just wanted to tell you that you looked great out there just now."

"Thanks," she smiled as she wiped some sweat off of her brow.

"Look, um.." he rolled back on his heels. "A bunch of us are going out for drinks after the show. I was wondering if you wanted to come."

Sara blinked a few times, slowly shaking her head. There was her answer. He was asking her out. There would be no way he would be asking her out like this after the way they had parted things thirteen years earlier. "I... I really don't know what to say, Zack."

The young man blinked, completely oblivious as to why he had gotten that reaction. "What's the problem? Don't drink? You wouldn't be the only one."

She sighed, shaking her head and closing her eyes for a moment. "You really don't remember me, do you?" She frowned as she slipped into the locker room, escaping him before allowing him to respond.