A/N:not all my facts will be acurate when it comes to the whole agent thing but i will try my best. And please let me know what you think of this story...it is my second fanfic. And I DO NOT own any one from the WWE i only own Rebecca Michaels, Tabatha Kahlon, and Elisa Winchester.

"Randy, what the hell are you doing? You are going to get our asses fired!" John Cena yelled to Randy Orton as he paced nervously back in forth in Mr. Vince McMahon's office.

"Will you please relax, John? I'm almost done."

Randy had just fired his previous agent for being complete idiot and for screwing up his agenda.

Mr. McMahon was in the process of screening a few good prospects for him.

"Oh good! Come over here and look at this! I found who my new agent is."

John came over to the desk and looked at the computer screen in front of Randy.

"Dude! Your agent is fucking hot!"

"Yeah she is, but unfortunately I also have to share her with Adam (Edge), Johnny, and Jeff."

"You better not start thinking like that."

"Like what?"

Just then they heard a noise, come to find it was only a false alarm, but they decided it was safer to leave.

They headed back to their locker room to get ready for that night's edition of Raw.

While they were getting ready Randy decided to find out what John was talking about back in Vince's office.

"Like what?" He repeated.

"What are you talking about?"

"Back there in Vince's office you said that I better not start thinking like 'that', what did you mean by it?"

"Just that you are involved with someone right now and you have been known to get around."

"Me and Samantha are not even that serious."

"Yeah right! Get serious Randy you guys have been together for a year now."

"I'm about to tell you something I've never told anyone before."

"What?"

"I can't find a way to break up with Sam. Every time I try my mom tells me how much she loves her. I've been wanting to break up for months now, but I just can't. This is how I got my reputation for 'getting around'."

"So you're staying with her because your mom wants you to?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"Dude, you're such a mama's boy." John teased and threw a towel at him.

Randy whipped it right back at his face.

"So, if I want to get to 'know' my new agent, I will." He smirked.

"You know, waiting by the phone for that call isn't going to calm your nerves." Tabatha Kahlon chided to her best friend, Rebecca Michaels.

"What are you talking about?" Becca asked. "Can't a person sit in their own home with out being accused of something? It would be childish of me to wait for that call."

Rebecca and Tabatha were best friends who grew up together in Connecticut and moved in together into a condo in Orlando, Florida.

Rebecca had been waiting for a phone call from the office of Vince McMahon, the chairman of the World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE), for a week now.

Rebecca had graduated from business school a year ago when she was faced with this awesome job opportunity, to be an agent, in the WWE, for a WWE superstar.

Now, she was starting to believe she would never get that phone call.

"Of course it would be childish," Taby said, "But I wouldn't put it past as something you would do."

Becca got up and grabbed a pillow from the couch she was sitting on.

"Oh now you're really asking for it." She said jokingly as she charged at Taby with her pillow.

Taby grabbed her own pillow from the couch next to her and they began hitting each other.

But they froze as soon as they heard the phone ring.

Taby got to the phone first and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hi, is this the home of a Miss Rebecca Michaels?"

"Yes it is. May I ask who is calling?"

"My name is Elisa Winchester and I'm with the office of Mr. Vince McMahon. May I please speak with Rebecca?"

"Oh, yes of course. Please hold while I get her."

"Sure."

Taby put her hand over the mouth piece and started jumping up and down.

"It's the call! Oh my God this is really happening!"

"Give me the phone!"

Taby fumbled with the phone and clumsily handed it over to Becca.

"Hello. This is Rebecca Michaels."

"Hi, Miss Michaels, my name is Elisa Winchester. I'm calling on behalf of Mr. McMahon."

"Hi, Elisa."

"I'm calling to notify you that you got the job as an agent. We reviewed your resume carefully and found it to be outstanding."

"Thank you so very much!"

"You have your interview with Mr. McMahon tomorrow at three o'clock. I have arranged for your flight out of Orlando and into Stamford for ten o'clock in the morning. Is that a convenient time for you?"

"Yes, that's fine."

"Good. I will be picking you up from the airport."

"Great, I will see you then. And once again thank you so much…uh is it Mrs.? Or Ms.?"

"Just call me Ellie."

"Ok, well thank you again, Ellie."

"You're welcome."

"Well, bye."

"Bye."

Becca hung up the phone and sat there taking in the phone conversation she just had.

She kept repeating over and over, "This better not be a dream," with a dazed look on her face.

"Oh Becca you got the job didn't you? I am so proud of you."

Taby went over to Becca and hugged her tight."

"Becca? Uh Becca snap out of it." Taby snapped her fingers in front of Becca's face.

Becca looked at Taby.

"Oh did you say something?"

"Yeah, you airhead, I told you that I'm so proud of you!"

"Thanks."

"Yeah, so when do you start?"

"I have my interview tomorrow at three o'clock and I have to leave for the airport tomorrow at ten in the morning."

"Great, so let's get you packing! And I'll drive you to the airport."

Becca and Taby packed everything for her flight the next morning and they headed to bed for an early night.

Becca laid in the silence thinking of how great her life was coming around before she fell into a deep sleep of dreaming about her interview with Mr. McMahon.

But what she doesn't know is her life is about to be turned upside down, once she enters the world of the WWE.

A/N: its me again...PLEASE R&R, thanks.