This is a new story for me. It contains many characters including John Cena, Randy Orton, Shane McMahon, Wade Barrett, Heath Slater and the rest of The Corre. If you like it, please review :) I do not own the WWE or any of the superstars employed by it. I only own Amber. Thank you for reading.

As I walked tentatively down the ramp into the empty arena, I surveyed my surroundings. My long blonde hair brushed softly over my face, my eyes wide with awe. It was strange, seeing a WWE arena so empty, no cameras, no screaming fans, no lights, and no superstars crashing to the matt from the top rope. I climbed the steps, holding the corner post to steady myself. This was the first time I had ever stepped into a WWE ring having spent years dreaming about it. I pulled my black dress down a little and crouched under the second rope; symbolically wiping my feet on the mat before doing so, respecting the men and women who had paved the way for the business all those years ago. I stood a statuesque 5ft 9 in my heels, allowing me to clearly see the stage from the middle of the ring. I clutched the microphone and traced the large 'W' symbol with my finger, savouring the moment. I barely noticed a smartly dressed Shane McMahon on the entrance ramp.

"The tech guys will be down in a sec, it's just a simple sound check, no need to wear yourself out just yet okay?" he explained.

I nodded nervously. A few months ago I had been a normal student dreaming big and loving wrestling. I never dared to hope I would get the job, especially with the numbers of applicants and the premise of a final interview with Vince McMahon himself. Good job they interviewed in London too I thought. Before now, I had been living at Uni in Wales studying Biology. I loved it, but this is what I really wanted. As I stood in the RAW ring in the O2 Arena London, I reeled at the enormity of what I was doing.

Just then two men in black polo shirts and holding cables and audio equipment appeared. "Okay Miss Coles, we're ready for you now" the taller of the two shouted.

"Erm, don't I get any backing track?" I said timidly into the mic.

"Sorry, we don't have the time, it's only a sound check" they replied.

Oh god, I thought. Singing acapella in this huge empty arena on my first day. I took a deep breath and brought the mic to my lips. "Tell my mother, tell my father, I've done the best I can, to make them realise this is my life, I hope they understand. I'm not angry I'm just saying, sometimes goodbye is a second chance" I belted out the lyrics to the Shinedown song as bravely as I could. I thought it was a good choice, rocky enough to please a crowd of wrestling fans but meaningful too.

The ad had first asked for a singer or performer to assist on the European Tour. They would sing two or three songs a night to warm the crowd up and fill space. I had no formal training and never believed I had a chance. But I got the job and travelled to London this morning on the train. It was surreal. My amber-coloured eyes glistened with emotion when I performed. This was a moment I wanted to remember forever.

"Okay that was fine, you're done now, and I think Shane wants to see you" they said as I snapped back to reality. I exited the ring and made my way back up the ramp, heels clacking against the floor. Later, I'd be making my way back down this ramp, but with 50,000 + fans watching. I trembled at the thought.

I bumped into Shane backstage, talking hurriedly on his cell. He put his hand over it

"I'm so sorry Amber but I have to take this. I was planning on showing you round but is it okay if I pass you onto John? He'll look after you" he told me.

"Yeah of course, thank you for all your help" I replied. Shane nodded in response and walked quickly away into his office. I nearly jumped out of my skin as John Cena popped up behind me holding out a hand.

"John…and you must be Amber" he said with a big, welcoming smile. Before I even had a chance to answer he continued "you're gonna love it here, I hear you're very talented" I smiled at him, he was just like I imagined. "Oh God I'm doing it again aren't I? I'll shut up now" he apologised. I told him about my life back home as he walked me to the locker rooms.

He stopped by one of the doors. "This one's mine" he said as he pushed the door ajar a little allowing me to see inside. It was dark wood benches and lockers with posters and shirts. Colourful, as I had always pictured. The smell of cologne filled my nostrils, it was sweet and manly. "And this one ..." he said as he walked on "is Randy's" as he knocked on the door.

"Oh you don't have to disturb him" I started worriedly.

"Don't be scared, he might act like a venomous snake but he's a teddy bear really" John joked as Randy opened the door in a towel. I blushed a deep shade of purple as he looked me up and down. "Randy, this is Amber. She's going to be working with us for a while" John explained.

Randy extended a hand and I hesitated, worried his towel was going to fall off. "It's okay, Randy often walks around naked, you get used to it" John laughed as Randy glared at him.

"I like to give the girls what they want" Randy played along. I smiled and shook his hand. He had a firm handshake. "Come in" Randy said as he took a step back to reveal a steamy locker room.

"Sorry man but we've got a lot of places to visit, another time though" John winked and hugged him.

We made our way up a flight of stairs to the communal locker room shared by most of the superstars. I ran my fingers through my hair, wanting to look my best. As if reading my mind, John said "you look beautiful". I tilted my head to one side and smiled at him. He put a reassuring hand on my shoulder as he knocked on the door and shouted "is everyone decent?"

A voice shouted back "Yeah … oh wait Heath's just putting his gear on". The voice seemed familiar to me, it reminded me of home. I realised it was the Preston accent of Wade Barrett. "All good" he shouted after a few moments. John confidently pushed the door open and strode in, dragging me behind him. I flushed a deep shade of red once again at the sight of at least thirty pairs of eyes staring at me.

"This timid creature is Amber, she's the new entertainment girl" John explained. Most of the guys said hi from their lockers or amid conversations with others. Heath Slater, Rey Mysterio, Sheamus and The Miz wandered over and shook my hand, making me feel welcome. John spotted Wade across the room and wandered over to him, hugging him before striking up conversation. Without him at my side, I suddenly felt exposed and self-conscious. Heath noticed and took me by the hand, leading me over to the rest of The Corre.

We talked for a while, they asked me questions about my past and I asked them about the WWE. "Heath…" I started. "John said new entertainment person, does that mean there was someone before me?" I asked.

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