I made this for my sis because she wanted me to make one for her. I agreed, and I fell in love with it! (Jasmine- my sis, Amy- me, AJ- my bro. These are not our real names. Just saying. Jasmine's thoughts are italicized.) This is my first fanfic. I love reviews, but please don't give me mean ones. Thanks. :0)

Disclaimer: I (of course) do not own the WWE or its superstars. I do own Jasmine, Amy, and AJ, though.

Chapter 1: "Encounter"

Jasmine and Amy were new divas. They were excited to be a part of their dream job. They had wanted to be a part of the WWE ever since first grade. Jasmine and Amy were ecstatic to find their dressing rooms. They couldn't wait to add their personal touches.

"My dressing room number is seventeen. Here it is." Jasmine said happily.

"My dressing room number is eighteen. Yay, I'm right next to you!" Amy beamed.

Jasmine was the extremely close to her sister, Amy. They both helped each other through the tough times they went through. They were best friends. Yeah, they fought once in a while about the silliest things. But they could never stay mad at each other. They could never stop gabbing when they were in high school.

"How come your dressing room has a bathroom and mine doesn't?" she questioned. I think I really need to go."

"Way ahead of you, sis!" Amy said quickly.

Jasmine always went first and hogged the bathroom. Amy wasn't going to let that happen here. She raced to the bathroom.

"Why can't I go first?" Jasmine asked.

"Sorry!" Amy replied although she wasn't sorry.

Jasmine sighed. Thinking that there was a bathroom down the hallway, she ran out the door, bumping into Cody Rhodes.

"Oh, my goodness. I'm so sorry!" Jasmine apologized.

Oh, snap! Great first impression, huh?

"No, I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going."

She looked into his eyes. Boy, were they gorgeous.

"Aren't you Cody Rhodes?" she asked.

"Yep, the one and only. You must be Jasmine, one of our newest divas," Cody said.

He smiled. This made Jasmine melt. Her knees were weak.

"Yeah. Nice to meet you."

"You too. I'm here if you need any help. My dressing room is number twenty-three."

"See ya," Jasmine said.

"Bye," Cody replied before leaving.

Amy finally got out of the bathroom. She eyed Jasmine curiously and cleared her throat.

"Who was that?" she asked even though she knew.

"Oh, no one," Jasmine answered.

Jasmine smiled while Amy rolled her eyes. For some peculiar reason, she didn't feel like going to the bathroom anymore.

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