''Yes,Stephanie,I'll be there,thank-you so much!''

''You're welcome Jane and may I be the first to welcome you into the WWE family.'' She hung up.

I was just told by Stephanie McMahon that I had been added to the current roster of WWE Divas. I couldn't believe it! I had to be on a red eye flight to California for the next show. So I packed my bags and headed for the airport. Finally my dream of becoming a Diva had come true.

The plane ride was long and I got stuck sitting next to a woman with a baby that wouldn't stop crying. I asked for a travel sized bottle of Jack. I was a mixture of excited and nervous so the alcohol helped calm me a bit.

Finally we land and I head to baggage claim to get my stuff,which I needed a little cart to carry it all. I get to the curb to catch a cab but I saw a guy holding up a sign that said ''Moxley WWE.'' So I went over to him.

''Are you Jane Moxley?''The guy asked.

''Yep,that's me.''

''I've been sent to pick you up,please, get in the car and I'll put your bags in the trunk.''

''Thanks.'' I said and get into the fancy black Mercedes with blacked out windows.

Finally we drive up to the hotel. I get up to my room on the 10th floor and tip the bellhop.

The room was pretty big. A king-sized bed,whirlpool bathtub,fully stocked mini bar,I loved it. I started unpacking a few of my things and as I was finishing my phone rings.

''Hello?''

''Hi Jane,it's Stephanie,I just wanted to remind you to be at the arena at 4.''

''Okay,thanks Stephanie.''

I got my bag with my gear in it,caught a cab and headed to the arena. Tonight I had a match with Brie Bella,I couldn't stand her,to be honest.

''Jane!''

''Hey Stephanie.''

''I'll take you to the locker room to get ready. Are you nervous?''

''A bit,yeah.''

''Don't be,you're gonna do fine.''

I get to the locker room and put on my gear; black jeans,tight black crop top and Doc Martens. Obviously I was inspired by The Shield,especially Dean Ambrose,whom I hoped to meet tonight. He inspired me to become a wrestler.

Finally it was time for me to go out. My stomach was in knots. I heard my music come on,Last Of The American Girls by Green Day and start walking out. It was surreal to hear Lilian Garcia say ''From Oxford,Mississippi,Jane Moxley!''

I walk out to the ring,waving and smiling at the audience who probably had never heard my name until now. Then Brie Bella comes out with her equally annoying sister.

The match got started and I'm proud to say I beat the shit out of Brie. Of course her sister Nikki had to get involved,I caught her before she could ambush me and delivered a headlock driver to her. Told you Dean Ambrose was my inspiration. The audience actually had no idea how to react to me,a girl with red hair coming out in Shield-esque gear and beating both Bella twins in her first match.

Sweaty and smiling,I go backstage for some water and to get changed. As I was at catering chugging an entire bottle of water,I felt eyes watching me. I turned around to see Dean Ambrose leaning against the wall,staring at me,smoking a cigarette.

''Hi.'' I said to him.

''Hey.''

''You're Dean Ambrose. I'm a huge fan.''I stuck my hand out,he took it and gave it a shake. The whole time he was looking at me up and down.

''And you are Jane Moxley.''

''I am.''

''You stole my indy last name.''

My heart pounded. He noticed my distress.

''Don't worry,I'm not upset about it,it's actually a good ring name. I like the way you kicked the Bella twins' asses,I can't stand those skanks.'' He looked disgusted.

''Me either.''

''You deliver a helluva headlock driver too.''

''What can I say?You were my inspiration.'' I smiled.

''I'm flattered.'' He smiled a half smile and walked away.

Well that was weird.