How To Live A Sexy, Young, and Fun Lifestyle

Chapter 1: The New Life

Starring~ Melina Perez, Brie Bella, Nikki Bella, Eve Torres, and Natalya Neidhart.

Author's Note~ 'California Friends' was written over two years ago and I have decided to re-write it... except with a whole new concept and I wanted to give it a meaning, a meaning that might be hard to catch at first glance... but this story does have meaning (Don't be fooled by the title). The title has been changed of course and the plots are also being altered, however the characters stay the same and this is me going back in time and writing a better draft of this never-ending California story that I hope to put out.


I was a 36 year old woman, working at a boring law firm, where I was never appreciated and I was slowly beginning to lose the passion for such occupation.

"I'm quitting, I wanted to let you know a week in advance, instead of surprising you," I said to the law-firm partner in charge.

He shook his head in complete surprise, "Okay, I respect your wishes and we all will wish you the best in whatever you choose to do," The professional and highly respected man told me, still questioning my mental-state on why I would leave such good-paying job.

I walked out of there with no regrets... okay, with a few regrets...


And a week later after being told I was wrong and after having too many doubts, here we were beginning to see the things blossom.

"Downtown San Diego, honey I am ready for you," I exclaimed as I dragged my luggage to the condo, Jillian's condo that is.

Jillian didn't hesitate to open the door to that 4th floor condo of her's, "Okay, please tell me you have a plan, like a job or an idea," Jillian asked time after time, worried for her friend.

Okay, well not everything was beginning to blossom, but that was because people chose not to see it blossom.

"Well, I've been into wrestling and I've always wanted to try it out, so I applied for the biggest wrestling school and I got accepted," I said excitedly.

Jillian was somewhat doubtful about me, but she was trying hard to understand.

"It's fifteen minutes away from here and I've saved up enough money to pay the cost... and don't worry, I have the first month's rent all ready and I'll hopefully get like a part-time job within these next few days," I said surely, but cluelessly.

Years of working at the same law firm drained my life and I could no longer see, I was like a disabled person going back into the world, but I was taking the risks.


Another 30-something year old found herself taking those same risky steps in life.

Brie already had her screwed up little life in Arizona, but she had recently lost her job and her addictions were getting worse. So her twin sister Nikki had convinced her to fly to California and join the wrestling school, which is where Nikki happened to be highly respected due to her history there.

Brie stepped out of the airport, looking around as the brightly-orange California signature sun illuminated her soul.

"Isn't this all just perfect, you'll love everything, I'm sure of it," Nikki cheerfully would say to her sister.

Brie would give her a smile, still not sure, but she was sure about the cigarette in her left pocket, so she took it out and smoked it for her own sanity.

Nikki awkwardly ignored her smoking by hiding her worried eyes behind her sunglasses, "Okay, well, let's get you ready, it'll take a while for you to settle in," Nikki warned to the opposite of her.

"Don't you live in some rich-bitch beach house," Brie asked, with so much time between the two over the past years, to the point where they didn't even know each other anymore.

Nikki nodded and gasped, but she laughed it off and she drove Brie to her 'rich-bitch beach house' in her 'rich-bitch BMW'.


A Week Later...

As a lawyer, I have been prepared for anything that was being thrown my way, but wrestling was about to start throwing me around and I was terrified.

The closer I walked to the front of the school, the more nervous and intimidated I got... it was high school all over again.

I looked around and I saw all these people, faces everywhere, but none of them seemed to notice me.

The morning sun lit the school buildings up in this light-orange color, while the sky above remained this painted-fixed shade of blue, but I was too busy in my own head to take it in.

Muscle, Muscle everywhere! Being a wrestler meant that you were toned and built, it also apparently meant that you were flawlessly spray-tanned and it also meant that you wore certain-looking outfits... but I didn't fit that image and I couldn't imagine myself 'fitting' into that image ever. I didn't fit in at all- I was pale and I wasn't toned, I was also a little too short compared to some of the other wrestlers around me and I didn't have that whole California look to me.

The second I stepped onto that sidewalk curb that lead to the wrestling school entrance was the second I instantly walked into a fight and it was a little pre-show of what was to come... except this fight was a fight of love.

"What are you doing, stop it," The brunette woman yelled as her belongings were being thrown at her from inside a black truck.

The bronzed brunette woman cried and cried, while her soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend yelled and yelled, "I'm done, I can finally be free from your crazy-ass," The man yelled from inside the truck as the people stopped and watched.

"Leave already, you're causing a scene," she yelled to him, but he was long gone before she could even look at him one more time.

The woman fell helplessly to the ground, "What the hell are you all looking at, keep on walking, this is none of your business," she would yell to the crowd.

While trying to walk along with the crowd, I instantly stumbled on the brunette woman's purse and thanks to my luck, I also stepped on her hand.

"Ouch, you bitch" She yelled at me.

I didn't know what to say, I was petrified, "I'm so sorry, Oh my god, are you okay," I asked her, panicking that she would kick my ass.

To my surprise, she was too busy on her broken heart to consider breaking my nose.

She looked up and noticed that no remaining people walked these lonely streets of the world, "I'm not okay, did you just not see what happened a second ago!"

"Oh shit, more skanks are coming this way," She said as she got her stuff in a rush, "Help me, here take my stuff and hide me, I cannot let more people see me like this!" She would demand.

I helped her and the two of us ran to the bathroom, where she cried and vented her problems to me, she was the first friend I had made at this wrestling school. Her name was Eve.


I personally was doing good for the first two hours; I was simply sitting back and watching this odd environment of wrestling and I had already made somewhat of a friend.

By the third hour, one single person came and challenged this- Her name was Natalya and according to her, she was one of the best out of this wrestling school and her family was well known for their wrestling skills too. The two of us were partnered up for the day and I have to admit, she was a hell of a good fighter.

She had a pink streak going down her blonde hair and it was a representation of her 'hart' family surname, but the words she spoke and the way she moved made it impossible to believe she had a 'hart'.

Natalya looked at me dead in the eyes, without warning she would body slam me onto the mat, "You weren't ready were you," Natalya would say to me after every slam.

After about forty minutes, we finally took a break and while I was shy, Natalya wasn't and she wasn't afraid to confront me. "You know, I noticed you were with Eve and I have to warn you, she isn't the nicest snake of the garden, I would be careful if I were you," she said, warning me apparently, but I wasn't going to question Eve's character right away.


After finally getting a moment of peace, without having to fear my life, the unexpected door slam really shook me up and Brie came running in.

"I'm so sorry I'm late, my sister is driving me around until I get my license and let's just say she has other priorities," Brie said to the instructor, trying to catch her breath.

The instructor looked at her closely, "Nikki Bella. You are Nikki Bella's twin sister aren't you, well how exciting," The instructor exclaimed and for the next few months Brie would get a slip just for being 'Nikki's' twin sister.

Brie and Eve were partnered up, "Ugh, try to keep up with me, I don't care who you happen to be related to, that's not an excuse for me," Eve would yell at Brie whenever she would accidentally make the wrong move.

Brie would simply roll her eyes and she wasn't going to let Eve push her around, so Brie would push right back and she wasn't afraid to get a little dirty with the wrestling.

The two would butt heads more than Natalya and I would... well than Natalya would with me, I was way too timid to purposely butt heads with anybody.


After a day of wrestling practice, I headed for the exit, but all the toned wrestling women and all of the buff wrestling men were rushing around me and it was impossible to get out of the building in less than five minutes.

I was hoping to run into Eve, so that I could at least have somebody by my side at such rush hour. I would hear a few catty women judging me from the sides and I would catch a few douchey men laughing at me quietly.

"If only I could be this Nikki Bella woman," I would say to myself in my head. I would hear the women talk about what they were going to wear and who they were going to bring to Nikki's big party, I would hear the guys talk about how hot Nikki Bella was and I couldn't help but to wonder what Nikki looked like.

Knowing Brie was Nikki's twin sister, I was guessing Nikki looked somewhat similar to her. Later, while waiting at the parking lot, Brie and I finally talked... well she talked to me.

"So are you going to my sisters party later tonight," Brie asked me, while I uncomfortably tried to come up with an excuse to justify my big fat 'NO'.

I shook my head and she smiled, "Okay. Well, I don't even want to be there neither, but I live there, so I'm kind of forced to be there."

After a spacing of long silence, "Well you should go, it'll be fun and it'll expose you to the people of wrestling," Brie told me, but I still was convinced that I wasn't going to be going.

"No, I'm sorry," I finally opened my mouth to say, "It's too social for me!" I claimed.

Brie pulled out a cigarette and looked at me, almost like she ignored what I just said, "You're going, I better see you there," She told me as she walked away.

Her immortalized sister showed up in her shiny car and I tried to take a peek of this 'wrestling icon', but they took off too fast and I was left with the question.


"Should I go to the party or should I not?" A question every teenager and ever twenty year old had to deal with at one point... but in this little new world of wrestling, it was completely normal for a middle-30 year old woman to have this in mind.

After contemplating and after being convinced by the people around me that they wanted me to be more social, I finally made my way to this big 'hyped up' party.

I pulled up to this gorgeous beach house and it hit me that if I was still a Lawyer, I too could probably afford something like this, but it was no time to drag myself on that loss.

The dark orange sun set from behind the two-story house, it was gorgeous and it made everything that much more dramatic. You could hear the ocean crashing and you could smell the saltiness of it too, the winds on the other hand just made me even more nervous.

In front of the house, you could see a forty year old guy drinking beer and flirting like a college-frat would. The women around him were also all in between thirty and forty, but in their heads they were all still twenty and young, it was quite an image.

I again noticed that I didn't fit in. A lot of the women were wearing casual tank-tops, ripped California signature jeans and they paired it off with a pair of simple sandals, oh and that messy hair-bun paired with the natural-looking minimal makeup.

I on the other hand was wearing a grey dress, not too long, but not too short and around here- More is definitely better. Unlike me, the women all showed off their assets and they definitely pulled it off... I guess I was just too innocent and boring.


Drinking, dancing, standing, breathing... Everything I did was just so awkward, I was faking it and I looked so unnatural in this environment.

While in High School and while in College, I never went to parties, like ever. The good thing about that was that I didn't have to take the chances of running into that one group of mean girls; The cliche ones that you see in the movies, spilling their drinks on that one loser girl and then making that loser girl run away while she dramatically bawls her eyes out.

Ironically, on this 'very special night', I finally got to experience that 'movie-cliche' moment.

As I made my way to the drinks, I accidentally walked into 'The Plastics' version of this wrestling school. It was not a pretty encounter, but they were pretty... almost too pretty, intimidating.

"Hey, watch were you're going," The blonde tanned girl said to me as she pouted and crossed her arms.

I don't know if it was the drinks or if it was the pressure to say something boldly back, "I was watching, maybe you need to watch were you're going," I said back, with some fear in the back of my throat.

"Look you little biatch, If I were you, I would watch it," She told me back, standing a few feet above me with her little group of friends.

One of her friends happened to be Eve, but I was too busy focusing on the leader of the pack to notice Eve standing within that pack of mean girls.

Eve stayed quite, I think she knew it was best to just keep quite because she was definitely not going to stand up for me, so the least she could do was to just say nothing.

"Who the hell is she, don't even waste your time on that chunky amateur," One of the girls said from the group, but I couldn't catch who in particular it came from.

The room started to get hotter and I was terrified these girls would all beat the shit out of me, but Brie stepped in and she definitely did the job of telling them off.

"I personally invited her here and the real question here is who the hell are you and please don't think you're somebody, because you are delusional if you want to tell me otherwise," Brie yelled at her as she walked over to my side.

The blonde girl laughed and walked away, her little group followed.

I was stunned by the control and power Brie executed, "Thank you, I was afraid they were going to step on me or something," I admitted.

Brie patted me on the back, "It's all cool, now I've got your back," She told me after walking away into the nightlife of this party.


I too walked away, but I completely walked away from the nightlife for that night.

I was too embarrassed and I puked a couple times too, but me running down the chilly nighttime beach really calmed me down... just kidding, just using some good old sarcasm.

While driving home, well while be driven home by sober Jillian, I still couldn't believe this new world I had just gotten myself into.

It was so fresh and the people were living this glitzy dream, yet they were all delusionally unaware of the real world, even when being surrounded by the dirty harsh truth.

It was extraordinary, but what the hell did I just get myself into.

Rule #1 to living a Sexy, Young, and Fun lifestyle would be to- Take chances and go for it, even if you feel crazy as shit... Just go for it and it might feel risky, but what's life without risks.


Thank You For Reading.

Published On July 8, 2015.