A/N: This is my very first fan fiction story so please go easy on me.
Disclaimer: In no way could I possibly own Melina Perez or John Morrison or any other members of the WWE.
Chapter 1
Melina Perez woke up in her spacious bedroom to the sun shining brightly in her face. She rolled over and smiled. Today was her first day at her new high school. Because of her mother's career, she was constantly switching schools. However, this year her mother promised her they would stay in their current location until Melina graduated.
Her mother was none other than Victoria Perez. She was Hollywood's most famous actress. Melina didn't know much about her father except that he died in a tragic car accident when she was only 2 years old. Melina constantly tried to keep the identity of her mother a secret from the people in her school. She already didn't have friends and she didn't want people liking her just because of who her mother was. She was just lucky that Perez was a common last name.
Despite her mother being a beautiful A-list celebrity, Melina was a complete nerd. She was three points shy of a genius and a complete klutz. She hated to classify herself as one of the beautiful people. She had no friends because she kept herself so isolated. Her mother offered to help her. She went as far as buying Melina a brand new wardrobe consisting of only designer clothes. Melina however declined. She said she would stick to her sweatshirts and jeans.
Melina got out of bed and shuffled over to her shower. She washed her hair then shaved all the necessary parts. She got out the shower and brushed her teeth. After her morning bathroom routine, Melina grabbed a purple sweatshirt and a pair of baggy jeans. She took out a pair of high-tops and put them on. After that, she grabbed her book bag and ran down the spiral staircase that lead to her kitchen.
Melina's mother wasn't at home because she had an early rehearsal at her movie set. Her chef set a plate of eggs and bacon in front or her. She devoured it. Melina might be skinny, but she loved to eat. "Thank goodness for personal trainers," thought Melina as she swallowed her last piece of bacon.
Melina got up and gave her chef a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for the amazing breakfast Paulo!" exclaimed Melina as she ran out the door. She stepped outside looking for her bike so that she could go to school. Instead of finding her bike in the garage, Melina saw a black stretch limo in its place. Before she could ask any questions, the driver spoke up. "Your mother insisted that you go to school in this. You don't really have a choice because we have already disposed of your bike." Melina sighed and got into the limo. Today was going to be the worst first day ever.
A/N: Should I continue? Is it good for my first time? Please let me know! 3