Chapter One-Welcome Miss
Disclaimer-I only own Allison
As I got out of my small rental car, my head was full of thoughts. Tonight, was my first night in the WWE. My stomach was twisted in so many knots. It felt like it was yesterday and I was still training at OVW.
I grabbed my duffel bag out of the trunk and slung it over my shoulder, along with my oversized black and red Betseyville purse in hand. I made way into the large arena. There was people everywhere. They were preaparing for tonights show, which was only starting in about 3 hours.
I finally made my way to the divas locker room. I took a deep breath, "Calm down Allsion. They are just people. They are just like you. They are here for the same reason as you. To wrestle, and entertain." I opened the door. And low and behold there sat my two favorite divas that I have always admired Natalya Niehardt, and Eve Torres. Which are also two of my closest friends since OVW.
"Hey" I smiled.
Nattie looked over. "Is that my Ally girl?" She brought me into a HUGE hug.
"We have missed you so much A." Eve also brought me into a warm embrace.
"So what brings you here?" Nattie said motioning me to sit with them.
I sat down on the couch in the middle of the two goregous divas that I called my best friends. "I am actually the new diva."
"You are?" Eve grinned.
"Yep!" I smiled at her.
"Ally! Thats awesome!" Nattie said.
"I know. I am supposed to start off as the GM's new assistant. By the way have they delivered my script?"
We all looked around. "Is this it?" Natayla said holding up a stack of papers. I grabbed it. "I guess so." I toke it and we started to read it.
"Oh my god!" Eve said.
"What?" I asked worried.
She pointed to a part of the script and i read it.
"Whats wrong with Mike?" I asked her.
"Hun...Have you seen Mike Mizanian?" Natalya asked.
"Yes I have." I said. "HES HOT!" Eve blurted out. We all giggled.
"So? Hes just another superstar?" I said standing up.
"Yes, but you may have a storyline together." Nattie said still reading the papers.
"Oh well. I can handle working with him. Now, I'll catch up with yall later. I need to get ready for tonight." I walked out of the room. Only left with my thoughts about tonight. I was worried. Not only about my first apperence. But also working with such a handsome superstar like The Miz.
2 Hours Later
I was waiting to be announced. I was wearing a strapless purple dress that was thigh length, black heels, and a grey blazer. Because I thought that would make me look more of a GM. I laughed at the thought of that. My dark chocolate brown was curled, and the length of my hair went to my chest. I had to say, I looked like the hottest GM the WWE has ever had. No offense to Tiffany which was someone that I admired...To bad she was released.
Mikes POV
I walked up waiting for me to be intoduced, with Alex Riley. "Hey man." He nudged me and pointed at the most beautiful girl I have seen. She had the most beautiful green eyes, and her ass. Wow. I mean...Wow.
"Who is that?" I said in awe.
"I have no idea." He said also staring to.
Then I think he was talking. But my mind was somewhere else. I think my eyes started to cross, and I believe I was drooling. But who the hell knows.
"Dude...Mike...DUDE!" He yelled. I snapped out of it. "WHAT?"
"RAW is starting" He said. I then left wih him and walked out to the ring.
RAW
"You people should be bowing down to me! Last night, at TLC. I retained my WWE Championship! I have proved to everyone that I am the best! I deserve respect! Not these boos!" The Miz was in the ring talking to the WWE Universe the night after the TLC ppv.
"And Randy Orton." He chuckled. "I am not surprised if he retires after what I did to him last night." He smirked, until The Viper himself started walking down the ramp to his music Voices. He was prepared to give Miz the beating of his life. Until the GM interupted.
"I have recieved an email from the anonymous GM." Micheal Cole said. The crowd was booing him.
"And I quote! Randy. If you even try and lay a finger on Miz I will terminate you from the WWE. That also goes for you Miz and Alex." The crowed continued to boo and started to get angry...So was Randy.
"Now. I have an, annoucement for everyone." Cole continued. "I am tired of communicating via email. I wish to stay anonymous. But, I have hired a new assistant GM to help me. They will be helping me make decisons, and I will be communicating through them."
"WHAT?" The WWE universe chanted.
Miz looked interested. Randy however, looked annoyed and confuesd. All he wanted to do is punt Miz in the head.
"Ladies and gentlemen please let me introduce to you...Allison Richards!"
Miss Independent started to play by Neyo.
Allison walked on the top of the ramp, mic in hand. Everyone was looking at her.
"Hello WWE Universe!" They cheered. "My name is Allison Richards. I am the new assistant GM, and also RAW's newest diva." She smiled.
"Now boys." She addressed the grown men. They responded by looking at her. "Tonight will be very interesting. I have planned a number one contenders tournament for the WWE Championship." The crowd cheered.
"Starting with Randy Orton going one on one with Ted DiBiase next on RAW!" She smiled and returned backstage.
Allsion's POV
I took a sigh of relief when I returned backstage. It was amazing. And I loved every minute of it. I felt so in charge. Like the boss. So...Powerful. I could get used to this feeling of being soon to be the WWE's most powerful diva.
"Awesome job out there." A voice behind me said. I turned to see that is was the WWE Champion himself...Mike Mizanian.
"Thanks." I nodded, and walked off hoping he would leave me alone...It didn't work.
"You are really good on the mic. The crowd loved you." He said trieing to keep up with me.
"Like I said. Thank you." I said again. I finally made it to the locker room. Wanting to go in and talk to my best friends.
He stood in front of me with arm extending in front of him. "I am Mike Mizanian. Nice to meet you Allison." He smiled.
His smile was to die for. And his baby blue eyes...GORGEOUS.
I shook his hand. "Nice to meet you too." I said and went into the locker room.
Mike's POV
Did I jus get rejected? Me? Mike Mizanian? The chick magnet? WWE Champion? By her? Who does she think she is? Does she think shes out of MY league? No. That can't be it. We are in the same leauge. Defintly. Why would I think that. I started to walk down the hall. I wanted to be with my girlfriend...But she was with that no good,dumbass,jerk daddy's boy DiBiase. GOD I HATE HIM WITH A BURNING PASSION! Always trieing to make a move on MY girl! Just thinking of him made me sick to my stomach. I decided to go back to my locker room an watch RAW.
Allison's POV
I walked into the locker room and sat next to Eve.
"Hey Evie." I said cheerfully.
She flashed her warm smile at me that always cheered me up. "Hey A. Awesome job out there." She said lacing her boots.
"Thanks." I said. I was thinking of Mike. Was I to bitchy? Or rude to him?
"Torres you ready?" Melina said walking in. "Oh yeah Lina." She stood, up and I stood up next to her.
"Good luck you too. And Melina, nice to meet you." I smiled.
"Thanks. And nice to meet you...?" "Allison." I said.
"Allison! Nice to meet you!" She smiled sweetly.
"Lets go Lina!" Eve said dragging her out of the locker room.
I giggled at the two. I decided to change into some sweat pants and my "RKO" shirt. I was always a fan of Orton. I hope I didn't look like an idiot being an employee wearing his shirt around like a little fan girl with a cute crush. But at the thought of a crush, he is a very attractive man. His muscles. The thought if them wrapped around you sent chills down my spine.
3 Hours Later
I was so tired. Randy ended up winning the tournament. Which made me sooo happy. Considering he is my favorite superstar. I just arrived at the hotel. I checked in and got on the elevator. When the elevator stopped I got off on my floor and walked to my room. It was small, but perfect just for me. I slipped out of my sweat pants and crawled in bed.
It had been about 2 hours when there was a banging at the door. I got up to get the door and I opened the door. There stood a shirtless Randy Orton. He was looking at me with wide eyes and was looking down. I looked down to see what he was staring at. I foregot that all I was wearing was my "RKO" shirt and my black lacey underwear.
"Shit!" I yelled. My cheeks were a hot, and red. I slammed the door and slid on some basketball shorts and opened the door.
Randy had a smirk on his face and was leaning on the wall. "I had no idea you were a fan of me." He said looking at my shirt.
I sighed and was embarresed as hell. "Don't get to cocky Orton. Now why the hell are you bothering me at like 3 am?" I asked.
"Oh yeah. I am sorry about that. I thought this was Johns room."
"Well obviously its not." I tried to close the door but his huge arm blocked me.
"Damn kitty put the claws back in. Can't we just have a conversation for like 5 minutes?"
"No. Considering its 3 am, and I am tired. Now go!" I pushed his arm away closed the door and locked it. I crawled back in bed and fell back into a deep sleep.
Randy's POV
Damn. Shes fiesty...I like that. And seeing her in those panties were sort of a turn on to me. She was very hot. But I can tell shes not that easy. And I definitly feel something...different. Not like any of the other girls that I have slept with. It felt nice. But who knows. I better go find John.