Ok I'm back!! But this time I'm writing a wrestling fic!! Hope u like it!
Please don't flame me!
Oh yeah and this is only a fic! That means I don't own any WWF wrestlers (I wished I did though, specially Adam, & Jeff!)
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I've been with the WWF for 3 years now, I'm 23, and my name is Vesta when I'm in the ring, but my real name is Phoenix. My dad, believe it or not, is Paul Levesque and no he's not like his character triple H, but the exact opposite. He's very protective over me, even though I'm 23; he cares about me, even so much that he'll put me first and then his career second, and no I don't have a boyfriends cause let's face it I'm triple H's daughter!!!! This doesn't mean that I'm not friends with anyone cause I am, except with Andrew (test). When I didn't wrestle and I just went with another to ring side or whatever I wore a red v-neck shirt, a tapestry skirt that went to my knees, and some matching platform shoes. Now when I was wrestling I wore a red bandana tank, some faux black leather pants, and black knee high boots. Dad knew I was strong and that I could wrestle, so he didn't 'help' me any, but he did make sure that the matches weren't panties & bra matches.
Dad and I arrived in New York around 3 in the afternoon and went to our hotel rooms, which were separate. Then at 5 we would have to go to the arena and find out what would be happening that night and practice our lines and moves. I had finished unpacking my stuff, so I went down to the lounge, but dad stopped me before I hit the stairs. "Where are you going?" Paul asked, coming up behind me "downstairs, dad, so I can do something besides sitting in my room all day" I said, turning around to face him. Paul only chuckled "ok just be ready to leave at 4:30" he said as he walked away. I reached the lounge and started looking for the training room. I saw it a little ways past the little cafe shop and headed towards it, to exercise. I was punching and kicking the punching bag when two strong arms circled around my waist. I screeched and turned to see Glen (Kane) Jacobs. I glared at him and then smacked his arm playfully "don't do that ever again" I said angrily and went back to my punching "sorry, I couldn't help it" Glen said laughing. Now before you start assuming something, NO I have no 'feelings' for Glen, he's more like an older (annoying) brother!
I looked at Glen "so what do u want, dad tell you to watch me?" I asked, still punching the bag. "No, I just came to see what you were going to be doing today?" Glen asked "well after I'm done with this I'm going down to the pool for awhile and then head to my room and get ready to leave for the arena" I stated, then wiped sweat from my forehead and drunk some of my bottled water. After 10 more min of kicking and punching the bag I left with glen to the pool. When I got there I striped my clothes off, leaving me in a fire print bikini, and jumped into the water with some other superstars. I had gotten into a water splash fight with Sean and was about to dunk him under the water when I heard screams from the left. I looked over and saw Jason (Christian), Adam (Edge), and the Hardy brothers being chased by a herd of girls. I had now joined Amy (Lita), Trish, Molly, Torrie, and Joanie (Chyna), who were all laughing uncontrollable at the site of the guys running from screaming girls!
After everything had settled down I started talking to the girls "If you could pick from Chris, Adam, Jason, Andrew, Sean, Brian, Jeff, or Matt who would you date?" Amy asked me. I started giggling "well, definitely not Andrew, he's too cocky" I stated and all the girls stated laughing "um.. I do like those Canadians" I said while watching Adam flirt with a 19 yr girl and felt a ting of jealously.
*Well that's it for now, but I promise I'll put more chapters up later! Ja na!
Oh yeah and this is only a fic! That means I don't own any WWF wrestlers (I wished I did though, specially Adam, & Jeff!)
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I've been with the WWF for 3 years now, I'm 23, and my name is Vesta when I'm in the ring, but my real name is Phoenix. My dad, believe it or not, is Paul Levesque and no he's not like his character triple H, but the exact opposite. He's very protective over me, even though I'm 23; he cares about me, even so much that he'll put me first and then his career second, and no I don't have a boyfriends cause let's face it I'm triple H's daughter!!!! This doesn't mean that I'm not friends with anyone cause I am, except with Andrew (test). When I didn't wrestle and I just went with another to ring side or whatever I wore a red v-neck shirt, a tapestry skirt that went to my knees, and some matching platform shoes. Now when I was wrestling I wore a red bandana tank, some faux black leather pants, and black knee high boots. Dad knew I was strong and that I could wrestle, so he didn't 'help' me any, but he did make sure that the matches weren't panties & bra matches.
Dad and I arrived in New York around 3 in the afternoon and went to our hotel rooms, which were separate. Then at 5 we would have to go to the arena and find out what would be happening that night and practice our lines and moves. I had finished unpacking my stuff, so I went down to the lounge, but dad stopped me before I hit the stairs. "Where are you going?" Paul asked, coming up behind me "downstairs, dad, so I can do something besides sitting in my room all day" I said, turning around to face him. Paul only chuckled "ok just be ready to leave at 4:30" he said as he walked away. I reached the lounge and started looking for the training room. I saw it a little ways past the little cafe shop and headed towards it, to exercise. I was punching and kicking the punching bag when two strong arms circled around my waist. I screeched and turned to see Glen (Kane) Jacobs. I glared at him and then smacked his arm playfully "don't do that ever again" I said angrily and went back to my punching "sorry, I couldn't help it" Glen said laughing. Now before you start assuming something, NO I have no 'feelings' for Glen, he's more like an older (annoying) brother!
I looked at Glen "so what do u want, dad tell you to watch me?" I asked, still punching the bag. "No, I just came to see what you were going to be doing today?" Glen asked "well after I'm done with this I'm going down to the pool for awhile and then head to my room and get ready to leave for the arena" I stated, then wiped sweat from my forehead and drunk some of my bottled water. After 10 more min of kicking and punching the bag I left with glen to the pool. When I got there I striped my clothes off, leaving me in a fire print bikini, and jumped into the water with some other superstars. I had gotten into a water splash fight with Sean and was about to dunk him under the water when I heard screams from the left. I looked over and saw Jason (Christian), Adam (Edge), and the Hardy brothers being chased by a herd of girls. I had now joined Amy (Lita), Trish, Molly, Torrie, and Joanie (Chyna), who were all laughing uncontrollable at the site of the guys running from screaming girls!
After everything had settled down I started talking to the girls "If you could pick from Chris, Adam, Jason, Andrew, Sean, Brian, Jeff, or Matt who would you date?" Amy asked me. I started giggling "well, definitely not Andrew, he's too cocky" I stated and all the girls stated laughing "um.. I do like those Canadians" I said while watching Adam flirt with a 19 yr girl and felt a ting of jealously.
*Well that's it for now, but I promise I'll put more chapters up later! Ja na!