A.N: Hey! I know this has probably been done before but…I'll do it anyways just in case it hasn't. I am in no way associated with the WWEw(Yes I meant to type it like that). I hope you enjoy this story! Song used is Vitamin C "Smile"











The sun rose brightly covering everything with it's brightness. It taunted the dark corners to fight against it. It covered a maroon colored pool which crawled down a square stone deep in a forest of plush greenery. Birds talk in a language unknown to the rest of the world a language kept secret. A fresh dew smell permeates the air along with the scent of every flower imaginable, lilies, sunflowers, magnolias, roses of all colors sprout around the rock hard slab. The sunlight shines through the trees in spotlights in which small butterflies swim in the yellow light. A large hand cups a soft pale cheek smoothing a thumb lightly and squarely over it. Red lines of lips touch gently and lightly tickling senses not known to exist. The maroon coverlet turns a bright red with white circles and the lips disappear leaving disappointment and a hard pillow to match.



"It's only a dream." A voice whispered. The world was swept away in a bright white light.





Stephanie McMahon woke up swatting at the air and puckering her lips. A wetness came where a kiss should and she shot up straight. A golden retriever whimpered and sat back on it's haunches which just happened to be her stomach. Stephanie spit and rubbed her mouth clean of the slobber. The dog barked and she cracked a smile the dog barked again this time reaching behind it and pulling out a dark green leash. It pushed it towards her with it's wet nose.





"Men always want you to do something for you." Stephanie sat up and rubbed the dog behind the ears. "Well at least you give me something in return." The dog barked and licked her cheek. He then picked up the leash and held it out to her. Anyone who would watch her with the dog would be confused. It wasn't that she didn't like Hunter's dog ,Lucy, it was just that he put the dog before her many a time.



"Just a minute Max, you can't expect Mommy to leave to house like this." She kissed the dog on the nose and got out of the bed. She grabbed a silver remote control and pushed a button. The blinds opened letting warm sunlight pour through them in heavy lines on the wooden floor. She pushed another and the shower began to run in her bedroom bathroom. Pushing two more her closet opened and radio turned on.



Alright...

Alright...

First of all

When you wake up in the evening and the day is shot

Find yourself complaining 'bout the thing you ain't got

Never crossed just the way that you wanted it to

Cliché of the day, cest la vie that's just





She glidded down the stairs not even ten minutes later her long permed brown hair pulled up into a curly pony tail and she was clothed in a pink jump suit with flaired pants and a white tank top with a pink jacket over it each had white stripes going down the sides. She pushed a button on the wall and the lights to the kitchen turned on. The kitchen laced in dark blue tile held a white counter and island counter with bar stools. It had a hang red microwave oven and an imported red fridge. She opened a white cabinet and pulled out a box of cornflakes. Once she poured sugar and milk over it she poured her dog some food from a large green bag with the words Mighty Dog printed on it.



Life, it ain't easy

It's so tough

It ain't easy



After her breakfast she placed the bowl in the dishwasher and put the leash on the dogs collar. Walking to the door she opened it and stepped outside. Closing the door behind he she raced down the streets of Manhattan her dog leading the way. White sneakers pounding the pavement she held on tightly to the leash wrapped around her hand.





"Max slow down!" Stephanie cried out to the yellow colored dog. She raced alongside the dog for several minutes trying catch her breath several minutes afterwards.





"Stephanie….IT'S ME LITA! Pick up the phone! I know you're home! Your entire schedule is like clockworks! Steph…HURRY UP AND…" Lita was cut off when Stephanie picked up the phone.





"Hey Li what's up?" Stephanie asked her friend of 3 months. Ever since she'd been kicked out of the WWE she and Lita had begun talking. They talked while Lita was at shows giving her every detail so she wouldn't have to wait until Monday, Thursday, Saturday, or Sunday to see what had happened. She apologized for being a bitch when Lita first got to the WWE and when ever Lita was in New York she'd take a special trip to Manhattan to hang with her.





"You sound perky. Did you get a job yet?" Lita asked over the hotel phone. Jeff and Matt were out shopping and she'd decided to stay in and call Stephanie instead. Matt and Jeff didn't buy it so she played sick. She understood why Stephanie didn't want anyone to know that she had some contact in the WWE. If they found out that she did and that Lita was that contact they could make things really difficult for the female team extreme member.



"Nooo but I'm taking those kickboxing lessons you said I should take." Stephanie took that moment to reach over and pick up the newspaper Max had brought in. She pulled out the classified section and leafed through it. "But I'll looking right now does that help?"





"C'mon Stephanie you can't just live off your trust fund forever you know. You gotta' do something. Hey maybe write a book or two." Lita said twisting the phone cord around her finger.





"Speaking of writing. I think I found something." Stephanie took a second to read and reread the small ad in the section.



Wanted.

Newspaper columnist needed in World News.

No experience needed.

Freelancers accepted.

Must be able to type 85 words per minute.

1 Call 885-7769



"Steph…Steph.. wad' you find?" Lita asked her voice peaking with concern.





"Lita can I call you back in maybe an hour?" Stephanie asked sounding excited. She smiled jumping from her seat.



"Yeah sure but promise me you'll give details."Lita said.



"Always. Ciao" Stephanie clicked the button to the phone to turn it off and picked up the paper racing to the kitchen cordless phone in hand. Hitching herself up on the counter she took out a bottle of orange juice from the fridge and popped the lid open. Pressing the on button on the phone she dialed the number carefully and waited impatiently for someone to pick up.



'ring, ring, ring'



"Nation Magazine ." A stern elderly male voice came over the line. "Harold Smith speaking."





"Good morning Mr. Smith." Stephanie said cheerily into the phone. "How are you doing."



"I'm fine and how are you miss." The gruff voice on the other line softened just a bit.





"I'm just peachy. I was reading the today's paper or I guess for you it would be yesterday's paper." The voice trickled with laughter at her small joke. "And I found the ad your newspaper placed inside."





"Yes." Mr. Smith said simply and she hurried on.



"Well I was hoping for the job sir." She asked hopefully. She took a sip of her orange juice and crossed her toes hoping for good news.





"Well..you'd have to come in for an interview." Mr. Smith started.





"Ok when?" She asked this time taking a big gulp of the orange juice.



"Just let me check my schedule." The sound of paper turning back and forth made her look at the clock so far she'd been on the phone with Mr. Smith for 30 minutes. "I don't normally do this and I really shouldn't. I'm all booked this week and we haven't gotten any calls or responses about the job. You don't sound like a drug dealer like the other people working here. And you aren't that girl that lives in the south side of Manhattan the on the cover of Star news weekly.



"What girl?" Stephanie asked a bad feeling forming in the pit of her stomach.



"I have the article right here if you would like to hear it?" He asked.



"Umm ok." Stephanie said gulping.



"The 27 year old Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley sex tapes revealed. The youngest McMahon sibling reportedly fired from her position at the WWE .." She blanched suddenly her mood hitting another snag like a record being stopped in mid-play.



"Oh THAT GIRL!" Stephanie laughed.

"Yeah well anyway if you'd like the job…" He began.



"I'll take it!" Stephanie said excitedly.





"By the way miss what is your name?" Mr. Smith asked and her light airy mood ground to a halt. She couldn't tell this man her name was Stephanie McMahon. She didn't even tell the land lady that her name was Stephanie McMahon.



"My name…" Stephanie said hesitantly.



"Yes my dear your name." Mr. Smith said again.



"Marie." She said.



"Pardon me?" Mr. Smith asked confused.



"Marie McMahon." She said calmly. "My name is Marie McMahon."





"Lovely name. Not related to the McMahons' in Greenwich are ya?" Mr. Smith asked.



"Oh no sir." Stephanie replied reassuringly.



"Well then I'll see you next Monday at 8." He said.





"Thank you sir." She said and waited until he hung up to push the off button.





"I got the job." She said confidently. "I GOT THE JOB!!" She turned the phone back on and hit speed dial.





"C'mon Lita pick up the phone." Stephanie murmured to herself. She gulped down the last of her orange juice and smiled while tossing it into the trashcan on the other side of the room. It whished soundlessly through the air and landed in it's destination perfectly.



"Hello?" Lita picked up the phone knowing it was Stephanie.





"I got the job!" Stephanie yelled into the phone causing Lita to pull back quickly from the phone and rub her ear. "Did you hear me?"



"Sorry couldn't hear over all the yelling!" Lita said in response. "What happened?"





"I got a job as a columnist at Nation Magazine." Stephanie said happy hopping down from the counter and skating out of the kitchen.





"YOU GOT A JOB?" Lita said jumping up and down on her bed.. "That is so great! Really proud of ya. Soo how did you get it?"





"What do you mean how did I get it?" Stephanie asked plopping down on her plush red couch in the living room.





"Well I mean haven't you been shunned from most of society since the printing of that magazine?" Lita asked and could imagine Stephanie wincing.





"I just have to make a few changes that's all." Stephanie said.





"Like what?" Lita asked.





"Dropping my first name dying my hair and getting a new drivers liceance all in one weak and I need your help with a new wardrobe." She said rushing her words.





"Can you do that?"



"Definitely." Stephanie said breezily. "I'm Stephanie McMahon DAMMIT!" She laughed a little.





"Don't you mean Marie McMahon?" Lita said mockingly.





"Exactly."





Hmmm I hope you enjoyed it! I really enjoyed writing it. It might be awhile before the next chapter though. WELL I'm off to study for tomarrow's exam. Earth Science and English 1. WISH ME LUCK!!! BYE!