Flirting with Disaster
A WWE Fan Fiction story
Authors Note: This is my first time writing a wresting story, but I am a huge WWE fan. I hope you all like it, and feed back is always appreciated! I do not own any of the WWE superstars, but I wish I did!
Chapter 1:
"I can't believe how ridiculous this is!" shouted Randy Orton as he slammed his locker shut in frustration. He looked to his best friend John Cena for some words of encouragement, but he didn't know what to say or do to make him feel any better. Like John Randy lived for the company, but lately Randy has been off his game, and the reason being he was being cast off by Vince. It was his way of punishing him, for coming to shows, and practices late, and un prepared. "This isn't fair! He knows I'm one of the best!" He sat down and put his head in his hands.
"You'll get another shot Randy, just.." He looked up at his friend knowing what he was going to say.
"What… suck up to the boss and be a brown noser? That's not me John and you know it!"
Just then Phil Brooks, also known to the WWE universe as CM Punk, came into the locker room with a big smirk on his face.
"What's with the goofy look, Phil?" Randy asked, half amused.
"I just heard McMahon hired a new WWE general manager, to oversee both Raw and Smackdown" Phil folded his arms over his chest, nodding in excitement.
"Who'd you hear this from?" John asked skeptically
"The man himself, I overheard him and Paul Levesque talking on the way to get ready for my match earlier. Randy felt a smirk playing at his lips. This was just the ticket he needed. A new manager, he could defiantly play into that and get back into the ring, and another title shot.
"Well then, when do we meet this new guy?" Randy was feeling a little better about the predicament he was in right now.
"No idea" he shrugged, and all three guys walked out of the locker room together, wondering what this new general manager of the WWE would be like.
However those three weren't the only ones that heard Phil's secret, Stu Bennett, known to his fans by Wade Barrett came from behind the lockers smirking to himself. He obviously had something up his sleeve.
This was a dream come true for me. The day I'd got the call from Vince McMahon WWE chairman that he wanted me to sign on a the new general manager of both Raw and Smackdown, I had to pinch myself to see if I was really dreaming. I had become a very successful person, and apparently my reputation proceeded me. Vince said that he had to have me, that there was no one better. This was the best opportunity I'd ever received, so how could I pass it up? I couldn't… that's why now I am sitting in the main office signing my life away to the WWE. Mr. McMahon extended his hand to me, and I gratefully shook it with the biggest smile on my face.
"Welcome to the company!" From here on out my life was going to be far different from what I could have ever imagined.
One week later…
It was the start of Monday night Raw in Madison Square Garden. For days it has been the gossip all over the locker room that there was a new general manager, and all kinds of talk on who it could be, but no one really knew for sure, and none had any clue the answer will be revealed tonight.
Randy cursed to himself as he sat in traffic, again. This was his worst habit at the moment. He felt the need to party late and over sleep, with always the same mind numbing hang over. He pulled up to the stadium, and groaned seeing the lines were already getting long, he really tried to get there before any adoring fans could notice him. He got a bright idea, parking in the driveway in front of a bunch of fans that were now screaming, because they recognized who'd just pulled up. He knew he was adored, and he decided to milk it, and played hero to his fans. He signed a couple autographs and posed for some pictures just long enough for him to tell Vince he was promoting the company and that is why he was late. He smirked to himself making his way around the corner to the superstar entrance.
He saw a woman leaning up against the wall, as he got closer it looked like she was deep in thought. He raised an eye brow at her taking in her beautiful physique. She looked about 5'5, long wavy light brown hair that flowed past her shoulders, she wore big sunglasses to hide most of her face, but he noticed she had the fairest of skin almost like snow white with freckles. He chuckled She wore a little black dress with a black blazer over top of it, and black sling backs. He noticed her looking over at him. He was amused, and couldn't look away. He walked over to her and she caught him.
"That was some entrance!" She smirked, he only wished he could see the affect he had on her though her eyes.
"I always aim to please!" He held his signature smirk that usually sent women to their knees, and now stood directly in front of this mystery woman.
"Shouldn't you be inside already?" her tone was curious and sweet. She continued to stare at him, feeling a pull that Randy felt as well. "You know, you really do have a way with the fans" He reached his hand up to push her sun glasses to the top of her head, revealing a look of awe in the most beautiful dark green eyes that he'd ever seen. He saw the blush suddenly spread across her cheeks, and this only turned the superstar on more than he already was by this woman. He wasn't going to fight this feeling any more. He grabbed the side of her face gently, and pressed his lips against hers. At first she tried to fight it and pull away, but soon gave in. As soon as she returned the kiss Randy let out a small moan, and she backed away, putting the shades back over her head, and walking inside the stadium. Randy was left to just stare at the door in utter shock and amazement. He had to know who she was.