Disclaimer: Anyone you recognize, i dont own. The nobodys your never heard of... yep them bitches is mine lol.

So, i deleted my other story, I wotn say it, cause a) it sucked and b) i had absolutly no idea what else to write. So i came up with the idea for this one. Oh and to those of you who read Untitled, i got more chocolate milk! lol, anyway on with the story.

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"Oh great." Mila exclaimed as she pulled up to the locked gate. That had been what here entire week was like for her. One obstical after another, already causing her to be two days late. She feared that if she had to reshedule again, there was a very slim possiblity that she would get a job.

"You need help there?" A voice came through her open window, causing her to jump

"Jesus Fuck, dont do that!" She said, turning to look at the pair of beautiful blue eyes in front of her.

"Sorry about that, didnt mean to scare ya." He said, southern accent strong in his words.

"Its okay, just dont come sneeking up on my car again anytime soon." She said with a smirk.

"AJ Styles." The man said, sticking his hand through the window.

Mila stared at it for a minute before accepting it.

"I know who you are, i'm a wrestler too." She said, causing AJ's jaw to drop a little.

"You? Seriously?"

"Dont act so suprised." She shot, pulling her hand away from his. "Now what do you want, or do you jsut enjoy scaring women senseless in there cars?"

AJ looked at me a little shocked in my sudden change of attitude.

"Sorry, long week." I mumbled, gripping the steering wheel, trying to tunnel out some of my anger.

"Yah, let me get this for you." AJ said, before walking towards the gate and pulling it open allowing her car to pass through.

"Thanks." She said out the car window, before taking off into the parking lot.

"Nice to meet you to! See you around!" AJ said sarcastically as teh car sped past him.

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"Miss Lianto, nice for to finally meet you." Larry said, extending a hand to me.

"I'm really sorry sir. Its been a really tough week. I deeply apologize for being so late. Usually i'm always on time. Hell most of the time i'm early!" I rambled on

"Mila, its okay really." Larry said with a comforting smile.

"So, you've already signed you contract if i'm not mistaken.." Larry said, sitting back down at his desk as i did the same in teh chair across from him.

"Yes sir." I answered, crossing my ankles, trying my best to look professional.

"Well i think we have a perfect storyline for you were jsut waiting on..." Larry began to say, but was inturupted.

As if on cue, the door swung open, reavealing a very sweaty and pissed off looking Christopher Daniels.

"Whats this about." Daniels asked, not stepping out of the doorway.

"Ah Chris, nice of you to join us. I would like you to meet your new manager."

"WHAT?" Mila and Chris ylled at the same time.

"I don't need a manager!"

"And I'm a wrestler, nota peice of eye candy!"

Chris laughed.

"You do knwo your a chick right?"

"And your an ass." I shot back, leaving Chris in shock for a minute, before he quickly recovered and glared at me.

"Look youtwo. Management is putting you two together. Mila your going to run in on Chris's match at the first tapings, allowing him to beat AJ for the number one contendership at Joe. Then at the second tapings, you will be properly introduced to the fans as a couple."

"Wait what... a couple. Fuck no." Mila spat, sitting back in her chair in disgust.

"Oh dont act like you dont want it." Chris said, crossing his arms and smirking.

Mila shot him a perfect "got to hell" smile, before flipping him off.

"Larry sighed heavily. "You two are doing this angle, or you will be realeased. end of story."

"What the hell Larry you cant do that to me! I'm Mr. Tna!" Chris yelled, taking a step towards Larry's desk.

"You also have a ego bigger than this arena. Need i remind you, teh REAL Mr.Tna for teh past three years has been AJ? Your doing this Dnaiels, or i will have no problem terminating you."

Daniels jsut glared at Larry before turning on his heel and walking out of the office, slamming the door loudly behind him. Larry sighed again.

"Welcome to TNA Mila."

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Oh look Petey's not dead... lol, long story glares at Xytne.

-PA6