Mr. Kennedy Meets Love

Chapter 1 "Mr. Kennedy Meets Hannah"

"Okay, so call me crazy. I'm 20 years old and I'm tiny with no muscles and I'm going to be a wrestler? Well, I guess those training camp claimed I did really well. Maybe I'm like Spike Dudley. I'm tiny, but I have some skills and can manage myself pretty decent in the ring. But I grew up watching it all my life and I really followed the move more then the wrestlers. All if any of my girlfriends were crazy about their muscles and not the technique so much. Man it's going to be so cool being here. It's a major dream for me to be here. I really hope no one does too many pranks 'welcoming me to the business'. Well, looks like I found my room. Wow, my name is on the door. But how come I'm not in the woman's locker room. How did I get my own room? Wouldn't I have to be a major diva to get this?" I think I need to go talk to Coach or something."

---Off camera---

Standing at 5'7', 120 pounds, long straight honey blonde hair, light brown eyes, and the cutest little curves like Stacy Kiebler. Her name…Hannah Matthews. Looking like a little lost puppy with many questions and much anticipation. Coach turned around and smiled at the young beautiful addition to the RAW roster.

"Ah, Ms. Matthews. Glad you brought yourself to my office."

"Well, I think my own room brought me here, how did that come about?

"Well, been meaning to catch you and tell you about that. You my dear aren't going in as some little showoff Diva. You are going in big deal. We're talking championship material."

"What? Really? But how?"

"Just wanted to try that on for size. You are to go against Candice Michelle for the belt. You are going to lose. But it's going to be one hell of a match. We're hoping the audience will give you a standing ovation. Candice will love you and shake your hand in good sportsmanship."

"Wow coach, I don't know how to thank you. I feel so honored to get this opportunity practically handed to me. I will do my best and show you that I truly deserve it and can really earn it."

"Well, that's really great. But if you ever want to get back to me on that thanking me part. Do let me know."

"...Okay, so before I go, is there anything else you needed to go over with me?"

"…Nope, I think that's all. You have a lovely day Ms. Matthews."

"Thanks coach."

Hannah had turned around and accidentally bumped into a nicely built chest that hailed a little taller then her. She looked up to see his pretty eyes staring down at her. She felt her heart jump. This was the first athlete she had run into since being here and was afraid that he was going to yell at her to get out of his way.

"Hi Mr. Kennedy. I'm sorry about that. I guess I didn't hear you come through the door."

"Oh, that's okay sweetie. Glad you didn't fall."

"Yeah, considering you didn't budge and I'm a light weight. I guess I got pretty lucky there."

"Yeah."

"…Well, I guess I better let you go talk to Coach. Nice meeting you."

"You too…um, what was your name?"

"Hannah."

"Nice to meet you Hannah."

"Bye."

She walked out of the door and out of sight and Mr. Kennedy turned to Coach. He had a big smile on his face. Coach started to wonder what was going on.

"What?"
"Who is that girl?"

"That's Hannah Matthews, she's the new diva."

"You mean she'll be here every week?"

"Yeah, we're actually putting her with the bigger diva stars. She's got a title match tonight."

"Wow."

"Why do you ask?"

"Because that is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

"Well, try telling her that."
"Yeah, and scare her off. That will totally work."

"Well, it's up to you. But on the track of business. You got a match against Bobby Lashley. You are to win it, brutal match. Go get em Ken."

"Alright, thanks Coach."

Hannah walked back in her room and saw an outfit picked out for her. She heard a knock on her door and turned around. Candice Michelle was at the doorway. She had a nice sweet smile on her face.

"Hey new girl, like the outfit?"
"Yeah, it's great. Don't know where it came from, but I love it."

"Actually, I picked it out for you. Wanted you to look good when losing to me in a great match."

"You meant that in a good way right?"
"Yes, you'll be fine. I'm sure you'll do great. Just take some deep breaths and kick some butt. I'll take care of yah. It'll be do great out there. With all those people cheering you on, future admirers. You'll just love this experience."

"I really hope so. I'm just waiting to get beat up into initiation. I mean I was about to walk out of Coach's office and I bumped into Ken. I thought he was going to kill me."

"Oh Ken? Hell no, he's a really nice guy and totally fun to be around. He won't bite yah, unless you want him too."

"Well, it was certainly a relief when he was really nice to me and actually called me sweetie of all things. It's amazing to see how these guys are off camera so nice when they play the bad guy."

"I thought it was pretty neat too when I first started."

"Well, I guess our match is up pretty soon. I think I might want to get ready."

"See you out there kid."

"You too, thank you Candice."

"No problem Hannah."

Candice walked out and went towards her room to get ready for the match. Candice was unlike some of the divas. They usually did pull pranks or toughed up the new girl. But Candice had a fully soft side to her and remembered what it was like being the new diva. So she treated everyone like they were an equal. Unless they acted otherwise.

Meanwhile, Ken was in his room getting ready for his match after the girls' match. He couldn't stop thinking about Hannah. They way her hair swayed when she walked and her twinkling eyes when she smiled. Her cute and innocent shyness. He just had to get to know her more…

(Well, that be it for the first chapter. I surely hope you all liked it. I think it's going to be a blast writing this one. Aren't too many Kennedy fics out there. I want to bring the noise. But it should get much more interesting the next chapter. Just had to do a little introducing of the characters. So just give it a couple days and see Chapter 2. Thank you so much for taking the time to give my story a chance. Please feel free to let me know what you think. I know Mr. Kennedy is a heel. But he's damn cute. LOL. Keep it real fellow readers and writers.)