BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! "Fuck!" Ashley rolls over on her side, glaring at the infernal clock that woke her from her some-what peaceful sleep. She sits up, running a hand through her messy, straight dark brown almost black hair with a sigh. She looks down at her arms, checking for noticeable cut marks before rolling out of her bed and works on getting ready. She slips into a pair of slim-fit faded blue jeans and her brother's Straight Edge Society Salvation t-shirt. Today was the day she would be FINALLY getting a job at WWE, after two years of striving to be where he brother was. A smile finds it's way to her lips as she slips on her NeXus hoodie and her worn out converse.

"Ash! We gotta fuckin' GO!" Ashley rolls her hazel eyes, grabbing her wallet, cell phone, and ipod, stuffing them into her pockets, before rushing down the stairs where Phil was waiting. He rolls his eyes, and drags her outside. "Any longer and we're gonna miss our flight,"

"Not my fault our flight is too goddamn early in the morning, Phil" Her brother rolls his eyes, getting in his ford before pulling away from their house. Ashley spends this time listening to her ipod and perfecting her gimmick.

"Welcome Ashley, You're feud starts during the Tiffany vs. Natalya match, interfere... beat up Natalya..."

Those were her directions as soon as she walked in, and Phil just smiled, patting her on the back before walking off to get ready. Now she just had to meet with said person... Ashley's hazel eyes scanned the nearby faces of the backstage crew, looking for someone to ask.

"Ashley Brooks?" She turns around sharply, quickly facing the bare chest of Stuart Bennett (Wade Barrett). She flushes and takes an awkward step backwards.

"Y-yeah?"

"Natalya's looking for you... She's over by the catering," Ashley nods simply, looking up at Stu. Damn he's tall. She laughs nervously, taking a couple steps backwards before fleeing for catering, earning a weird look from ex-NeXus member she left behind. She finally spots Natalya, and walks over to her, smiling.

"Uh, hi," She extends her arm. "I'm Ashley Brooks," Natalya smiles a bright, charming smile and takes her hand shaking it firmly before releasing it.

"Nice to meet you Ashley, wanna discuss your interference?"

"Yeah, I would like that..." Natalya nods, crossing her arms over her chest.

"What were you thinking?"

"Well, I was thinking of hitting you with a chair shot causing you to win by DQ and Tiffany to scramble away and then kick you a couple times then deliver a 450 Splash... That's only if you want me to," Natalya nods, looking thoughtful as though playing it in her head.

"I like the idea..." She says causing Ashley to smile brightly.

"Awesome," With that said, Ashley goes to take her seat among the fans in the audience. awaiting the match.

"OH NO! A chair shot to the back of Natalya's head!" Jerry Lawler shouts as Ashley hits Natalya with a steel, a evil sadistic smile on her face. Tiffany slides out of the ring, clutching her Women's championship belt to her chest, watching as Ashley stomps hard on Natalya. When Ash goes for the 450, Tiffany's already in the back, watching in horror as her wife takes a hard 450 from Ashley, who stands up, dusts off her pants. The NeXus theme blasts in the arena, and CM Punk and his cronies walk out, the fierce new leader of the group smirking and applauding his sister, Ashley.

Ashley, newest Diva on the Raw roster, a part of the sinister group of NeXus alongside her brother.

Later that evening, Phil and Ashley found themselves out with Joe (Michael McGillicuty), Husky, and David at a bar celebrating the newest recruit. Well, since neither Ash or Phil drink, they spent their time laughing at their drunk partners. At one point, Ashley noticed Tiffany entering the bar with Natalya, and she could feel the glare that Tiffany was giving her. Not that she cared, Tiffany just wasn't all heart since moving to Smackdown with Amy to be part of 'The Core', but of course, she was still technically on Raw because she made an appearance with Stu, Paul (Justin Gabriel), Heath, and Amy at least every two episodes.

Ashley snorted softly, rolling her eyes. Tiffany was a bitch, seriously. She had met Tiff McBitchy before when she came to see Phil wrestle, and Tiffany told her off. Whatever, she took a drink of her Pepsi, eyeing her brother who was looking worriedly down at his cell phone.

"What's up Bro?" she asks and Phil sighs softly.

"Matt, he won't text me" Ashley tilts her head to the side, raising a questioning eyebrow.

"Bro, I don't think dead people can text..." Phil slaps her arm, pouting.

"Matt Korklan (Evan Bourne), Retard"

"Ohh, so you two having relationship problems, or somethin'?"

"We're not together Ashley," Phil says, taking a sip of his Pepsi before smiling softly. "It would be nice though,"

"I bet," Ashley says with a wink, before going back to people watching. A couple other people had joined Tiffany and Natalya now, and she recognized them as Jeff Hardy, Ken Anderson, DH Smith, Tyson Kidd, some red-headed girl, and Jeffrey. Tiffany had said something, causing the red-head to turn her attention to Ashley, who was now looking at Husky and Joe giggling drunkily on the floor. It was probably a good time to leave, so Phil and David helped carry the two drunken fools out of the bar, Ashley following behind. She could feel the red-heads lingering stares on her back, and it sent an involuntary shiver down her spine.

Ashley, Phil, Joe, Husky, and David had an early flight the next morning, and Ashley found herself laughing her ass off at Husky and Joe who had MAJOR hangovers. It was very comical how the grimaced at loud noises and bright lights. Phil wasn't as amused and lectured them for about a good hour in a very loud voice. David, whom had been super quiet for most of the ride to the airport, had been laughing softly, and smiled occasionally. It made Ashley wonder what was up, and as soon as she found herself alone with David while Phil bought magazines, and Husky and Joe went to the bathroom she asked.

"Dude, what's up with you?" David's brown eyes meet her hazel ones, then they drop to the floor.

"Nothing Ash," Ashley narrows her gaze, gripping David's shoulders roughly before shaking him.

"What the fuck is up with you?"

"Nothing,"

"Bullshizit David"

"It's true" Ashley sighs, and crosses her arms over her chest a pout forming on her lips. "I'm serious,"

"Is it Fred (Darren Young)?"

"N-no"

"Was that a stutter?" David glares at the ravenette.

"Go away,"

"Can't,"

"Why?"

"We're going on the same plane and then will be riding in the same car" David huffs, and sticks his headphones on, ignoring Ashley, who pouts and gives him the kicked puppy look. "DDDAAAVVVIIIDDDD!" She whines, laying her head on his shoulder, nuzzling his neck. "Stop being an ass"

"Whoa whoa whoa, wait a sec, are you two lovers?" Husky asks, returning from the bathroom, a stupid smirk on his face.

"No, David's upset and won't tell me why..." Ashley says, then looks over at Husky.

"Why? Were you gonna be potentially jealous?" Husky rolls his eyes, and blushes softly.

"No,"

"Yes you WERE!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"NO!"

"YES!"

"NO!"

"Ye-!"

"Cut it out! Everyone's staring at you two!" Phil yells, walking up and smacking both of them on his head with the magazine in his hand.

"Yes, sir" they murmur, sending each other glares in the process.

"No, no, no, no, NO!" Ashley is about to freak out, tearing apart her bag looking for something.

"What are you doing?" Phil asks, cocking a questioning eyebrow.

"I think I forgot my song lyrics notebook at home,"

"So?"

"SO? I need it! It helps me express myself, I'll be grumpy and upset for the whole span of the weeks I'll be gone this isn't fair!"

"Ash, calm down, have you checked your drawstring bag?" Ashley ponders this for a second before disappearing into the bathroom where she left her bag.

"IT'S IN HERE!" She exclaims happily, clutching the notebook to her chest, and Phil rolls his eyes.

"Hey Phil, Nic's (Dolph Ziggler) on the phone, he said something about a gas powered vibrator..." David says as he walks into the room, holding Phil's phone to his chest to muffle the sound of him talking. "Do I even want to know?" Phil rolls his eyes, taking the phone and walking into the other room. David sends Ashley a confused look, and she chuckles.

"He wanted to invent one, and have Nic 'endorse' it..." David chuckles softly, walking over from the connecting room door sitting down on Ashley's bed.

"Did you know they sell sperm in a can at like Walgreen's," David says and Ashley smiles.

"We should sooo buy some just to try it,"

"I know right?" Ashley quickly rights that down in her notebook so she won't forget, then turns to David.

"I'm glad you're feeling better,"

"Yeah, Fred and I had gotten into a fight... We're fine now,"

"So I WAS right..." David smiles softly.

"Yeah, you were"

Dear Notebook,

I know it's only been a couple days since joining WWE and getting in action on Raw, but I think I really like this job. I like the people I work with, especially David. He's nice, and I've known him for a while since I met him when I came to see Phil wrestle. The traveling schedule may be fucking hectic, but I love the art of Wrestling...

Ashley taps the eraser of her pencil on her bottom lip before sticking it between the pages of her notebook and sets it on the floor, hugging her knees to her chest. She wonders what the next few months will be like for her, and how her future in wrestling will turn out.

Okay, this is my new story!
This is Ashley Brooks, welcome her to my character list :D