Name: Mikayla James

Ring name: Kayla James

Personality: nice, funny, creative, independent suborn, bubbly. but once she is in the ring she is like a little firecracker all over the place.

Age: 23

Looks: dark brown almost raven like black hair that goes to her shoulders natural wavy 5"5 grayish blue eyes.

Family: Mickie James

Job: Knockout

Friends: AJ Styles, Jeff Hardy, Alex Shelley, Chris Sabin, Velvet Sky,

Crush: Jesse Sorensen

From: Aylett, Virginia

Entrance Song: "Lighters" Bad meets Evil Eminem feat Bruno Mars.

I watched as the boy I had the biggest crush on laid almost lifeless on the ground of the Against All Odds PPV. The doctors rushed out and helped him. I almost cried as I watched him get put on the gurney.

"Mikayla?" My sister, Mickie, came into the room. "Are you ok?" I nodded. Mickie was the only one who knew about my crush on Jesse. "Are you ready? Our match is next." I was going to be in a tag team match with my sister for the Knockout's tag team titles. I fluffed my hair and stood up. I rushed to the entrance way to see if I could see Jesse. I saw the gurney with Jesse. I rushed over.

"Jesse! Jesse can you hear me? I'm going to come right after my match!" The EMS pushed me out of the way and then I went to the entrance where Mickie was waiting for me.

"Ready?" Mickie asked.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I answered. Our music played and we jumped out. We were excited and pumped for this. Tonight was our night. Mickie started off against Gail Kim. She knew that I had my issues with Gail. If Mickie had let me start off, I would have ripped her to shreds. Finally, it was my turn. Mickie tagged me in and I attacked Gail Kim. The ref got distracted and somehow Madison tried to cheat. Mickie took her out and this was just what I needed to perform my finisher. I did a DDT and went for the pin. 1...2...3.

"Here are you winners and the NEW TNA knockout tag team champions...Mickie James and Kayla James!" I hugged my sister as the ref handed us our new titles. We celebrated in the ring and then went backstage. We ran to our locker room. I flew into the room and headed straight for the shower. I showered, did my hair and make up then changed into a plain white tank top, black jeans, and 5 inch heeled boots. I came out of the bathroom and grabbed my things.

"I'll see you there?" I asked.

"Yeah." Mickie answered. I left the dressing room and left the arena. I grabbed a taxi and went straight to the hospital. I sat in the waiting room.

"Are you MiKayla James?" A voice said. I looked up and saw a female. I stood up.

"Yeah."

"I'm Kathy Sorensen. Jesse's mom."

"Oh. Hi!" I said. "It's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too."

"How is he?" I asked.

"He's stable but in serious condition." she answered. I nodded. "He was talking about you."

"He was?" I asked.

"He wanted me to send you to his room as soon as you got here." She answered.

"What room?" I asked.

"Right in there." she answered pointing to the room on the left.

"Thanks." I walked up to the door and knocked. "Jesse?" I asked.

"MiKayla?" he asked. I nodded and walked in. "Hey."

"Hey. How are you?" I asked.

"Getting some feeling back." he answered.

"That's good." I said.

"Did you win the gold?" he asked.

"You bet!" I answered. I sat down in a chair that was next to his bed. I tried not to cry.

"Congrats."

"I dedicated the match to you." I confessed. I could see him smile.

"Thanks."

"Your welcome." I felt something by my hands. I looked down and saw Jesse's hand holding mine. I smiled and looked at him.

"So, I'm going to be out for a year." He said.

"I can imagine. I mean you were nearly paralyzed."

"Yeah. Thankfully I have some feeling."

"Are you going to stay in Florida or go to Texas?" I asked.

"I think I'm going to stay here. The travel to Texas won't be good for me." He answered.

"Oh." I said.