|Note: I do not own the WWE and their respective wrestlers. However, I do own Kat and any other original character you may come across.|
Also, granted this isn't the first fic I've written, it is however, the first one I've posted.


It was that time once again, graduation. After four trying years of college, I finally managed to finish my bachelors in business management. As I was packing my things I was wondering who would even bother to show up to congratulate me. I knew my parents would be there, that was to be expected, but I was hoping that my brother Dave would show up, but knowing him, he would use the worn out excuse that his work was somewhere on the other side of the country and that he couldn't get away. It's the same excuse that I've heard for I don't know how long. He used it when my high school graduation came, when I turned 18, and again when I turned 21. What really made this time any different? I know I shouldn't give him a hard time. He's famous, that's what I always hear, or that I'm being selfish for trying to take him from his work. Personally, I think selfish would be locking him in my closet so that he would be there for all of the important events in my life, instead of being in a wrestling ring. Oh wait, I forgot to mention, my brother was a professional wrestler in the WWE, and well known for that matter. He was Dave Batista, otherwise known as The Animal.

I took one last look around my room; everything was boxed up, from posters to books to clothes and little mementos of my college life. I walked into the bathroom and looked at my reflection in the mirror. The black and white polka dot dress I had on fit me well, with the red ribbon tied around my waist, the red twill bottom to puff out the dress, and the strappy red heels gave me the perfect 50's house wife look. My hair didn't help the image much. The black and fire engine red highlighted hair that barely reached my mid back was pinned back with a black flower and had soft spiral curls. I did my make up to match, subtle black eyeliner with cherry red lips. I was dressed to kill. Looking at my watch I realized I had only 20 minutes to be at the stadium. Quickly I threw on my white gown, grabbed my cap and my valedictorian speech and was out the door.

I stood on the stage at the stadium with the salutatorian and watched as the other graduates filed in to take their seats. I quickly scanned the crowd to see if I could find my parents, but to no avail, from here everyone looked the same. After the dean of the school made his speech, he passed it on to Gina Michaels, the Salutatorian. While she gave her speech I couldn't help but think about the differences between us. She was the perfect bookworm. She tutored students in her free time, participated in many clubs that helped the community, while me on the other hand, I was on the dance team, the gymnastics team, the swim team, and was well known as a party animal. In my opinion, she should've been valedictorian, she was perfect for it, but I beat her out by .02%. I blame the competitive side of me, and having to win everything. Quickly she wrapped up her speech and handed the microphone and spot light over to me.

"And now, for the valedictorian, Katherine Batista." She announced. I slowly stood up and with a smile on my face, I approached the podium. As I walked I saw 4 people stand up for me, two of which were my parents, I saw the enormous figure of my brother, and the last person I couldn't identify.

"First off I would like to thank the faculty, the administration, and of course our friends and family who have pushed us throughout these rough four years of our lives…" I began. "If I had to describe college in one word, it would be this: oops. You might forget what you learn from reading a book, but you'll never forget what you learn from sticking your finger in a power outlet. That pretty much summarizes the college experience: it's quick, it's shocking, and it makes you smell like burned hotdogs. If you're not firmly grounded, you're going to die, and if you're not smart, you're going to do it again. Some kids put their finger in a power outlet two or three times before they learn their lesson. "I continued, and at least received a laugh out of the audience. I continued onto many of the experiences I had shared with many of the students, and how we had all grew up together learning that it's a big and crazy world out there. I finished my speech and received a standing ovation from the graduating class and the friends and family that joined us. Then slowly the handed out the diplomas, and graduation was officially over.

"KAT!" I heard my name screamed as I looked for my family. Quickly I saw the overbearing figure of my brother and ran towards everyone. I was greeted by a warm hug from my mother and a kiss from my father, both congratulating me on a wonderful speech. Then it was time to confront my brother.

"Wow. I'm impressed, you actually made it." I stated putting my hands on my hips.

"I wouldn't miss this for the world." He smiled warmly at me.

"Unlike my high school graduation, my 18th birthday and my 21st birthday, need I go on?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"Kat, don't be like that." He growled. "Be happy I made it!" he said crossing his arms. "And you look so different from the last time I've seen you. You have your lip pierced?" He questioned touching my lip, and sadly I flinched away from him.

"And my industrial, and I have 5 tattoos, but you would know that if you were around more." I said with a disappointed tone in my voice.

"About that," He started. "I wanted to make that up to you. I talked to mom and dad, and they both agreed, as my graduation present, you get to spend a couple months on the road with me and the WWE." He smiled as my jaw dropped.

"You can't be serious?!" I squealed with delight. "When do we leave?!"

"As soon as we get your stuff from your room, it's going to be moved to my house." He smiled as I ran and gave him a bear hug.

"Thank you!" I whispered into his ear as we heard a cough from behind us.

"Oh yeah! I forgot. Kat, this is one of my close friends that I would like you to meet. This is Randy Orton." He said as he sat me down and his friend came into view, and I was face to face with a tall brown haired blue eyed stud with a gorgeous smile.

"Ah, so this is the infamous Legend Killer himself?" I questioned looking him up and down offering my hand.

"The one and only." He smirked gently shaking my hand. I shook my head and turned my attention back to my parents, still feeling Randy's eyes on me.

"So," I began. "Shall we head to my room and snag my belongings?" I asked with a smile. There was a mutual nod, and off we went to the dorms.

I chatted happily with my family as we headed up the stairs of the building and towards my room. As soon as I was inside, I quickly removed my cap and gown and placed them on the bed and announced that I was going to change before we started moving my belongings downstairs to load them into the small U-Haul trailer that my parents had rented for me. I rummaged through my suitcase and pulled out a pair of light blue jeans and 2 tank tops, one a dark gray and one a deep shade of plum. I headed to the bathroom adjoined to my room and slipped out of my dress and into the new outfit. Carefully I placed the dress and heels into the garment bag I had hanging in the bathroom and exited with the dress in hand. When I stepped out, I noticed that the boys and my father had already started carrying down the boxes.

"So, honey, are you excited to be joining your brother?" My mother asked smiling sweetly at me.

"I am! It's going to be a great opportunity. Who knows, maybe I'll get a job out of all this." I said setting the garment bag on my bed and started to look for my black flip flops.

"You do have a point there, but would you be able to work with you brother?" My mother questioned concerned as she placed my cap and gown in the bag with my dress.

"I'm sure I can handle it. I mean it wouldn't be the first time. We did work at Wendy's together when we were younger." I laughed thinking about when I worked the drive thru at Wendy's and always making fun of Dave because all he did was flip burgers. My mom smiled reminiscing with me when the boys entered the room once again.

"What's so funny?" My brother asked confused when my mother and I burst in to a fit of giggles.

"Nothing burger boy, it's nothing at all." I grinned knowing he hated the nickname from the past.

"I thought we agreed to never mention that again?" He growled picking up another box. I just laughed at him as he stalked out of the room. Eventually the boxes and my suitcases made their way downstairs, I started to leave the room, and took one last look at where I spent the last 4 years of my life. I smiled to myself knowing that this chapter of my life was coming to an end, and I was beginning a new one, that I had no idea where it would lead me. I closed the door and walked down the hall, not bothering to take a look back. I exited the building, and put my sunglasses on and jumped in my gray BMW; I was ready to start my new life and excited to see where it would take me.


Well there you have it, the very first chapter. NOW ON WITH THE SHOW!