Note: This story may contain some strong language, and occasions that may not be suitable for all readers (ie: Sex Talk/Action)

Assistant to the Stars

Summary -

Imagination Mickie James the wrestler never existed, she never had that dream to become a wrestler, instead she became an assistant, but somehow got dragged into the world that never entered her mind. She developed a love for the sport she knew hardly anything about, and formed attachments to a man that was only supposed to be in her life for 3 months.

Chapter 1

Mickie James walked down the long halls of her new employers office building, she received a pass in the mail. She may of needed instructions with that as a kind gentlemen had to show her how to use the pass picture card as a tool to enter the building. He seemed to be a pro, must come here often was the first thing to come to mind.

It was her third day on the job, they told her she was based in the office but would have to some times travel with her client which she didn't mind all to much. But she hadn't been told yet who she would be an assistant to so she was spending the first few days sorting out her office.

Mickie had been diagnosed with OCD, it affected the people around her more than herself, she was happy as long as everything was organised in work but at home was a different story, that was her messy area, it was her 'fuck it' thing her father always said you needed in life. Sometimes the need to be clean and organised over took but, it was who she was she couldn't help that.

She checked her box and to her surprise she already had post sent to work. She bit her lip to suppress her smile as she made her way to the communal kitchen sitting area.

It was empty when she arrived in the room, she began the coffee maker as she opened the first letter, it was just a welcome to the 'family' letter that was printed out stuck under his! Nose to sign which he'd never read. He probably wasn't even aware she'd been hired, but she didn't mind, the money she did have was starting to dry up debts and bills were piling up, she was thankful for the income, even though it was only small. But what can you expect being an assistant to a person who as of yet didn't assistant, they said after a few weeks there would be a pay review to see if they were paying the person to much or to little.

Mickie took a sip of her coffee as she opened her diary onto the page she needed to see what was going on today.

Not a lot apparently, slow start, all she had to do was attend the meeting her and her yet to boss's boss were having. They had one the first time they met but this was just to clarify things and exchange ways of contacting each other, which he could just hand to the person.

Lunch time came around sooner than she realised, she had been given the task of decorating her office, there wasn't much choice as it had to fit certain rules but still it was a hard choice.

Standing in the bare office she wondered what she could possibly need it for, storage maybe, she could always use more wardrobe and shoe space.

"Wondering what you need an office for?" a friendly voice asked, pulling her head towards the door Mickie sore a women she should probably know but didn't. "Hi I'm Lucy" shaking hands Mickie smiled at the women "I'm a fellow PA you can always come to me if you can't work a persons schedule together but by who you've assisted i doubt you'll have any problems."

"The only problem I've had so far is getting in here" both women laughed

"You due a break? We can talk about an embarrassing pass card experience i had over coffee and lunch"

"Sure" Mickie smiled

Both women laughed as Lucy shared her story, mickie felt quite lucky her first three days had gone so smoothly compared to Lucy's turns out she was also a new starter, maybe the wrestling company were trying to give everyone Pa's, makes sense, at least then you know your talent know where there supposed to be and has someone reminding them of that fact.

Mickie was a little jealous Lucy had already been assigned a wrestler to manage, her schedule was busier with a lot of different things going on. She spoke to Lucy about what she knew about wrestling as she looked over her notes on the meeting time, she was making sure she knew for definite last thing she needed was to be late.

"I know bits" Mickie started sipping her coffee "My brother and dad used to watch it together i think they still do by how excited they seemed i got a job here"

"We should probably watch it, i mean we don't want to seem like smart arses but we don't want to seem completely clueless at the same time"

"So you live like 2 streets away from me?" Mickie asked trying to work out her geography in her head, it was safe to say they'd gone off topic as they helped each other fill in there office decoration form which needed to be in by the end of the day.

"Yeah, seems like" Lucy smiled "We should totally ride together to save on fuel"

"That's not a bad idea" mickie nodded, she secretly hoped she could catch a lift in with Lucy instead of the other way around, her car was an embarrassment it was a complete wreck. Probably not safe to be on the roads, probably not even legal.

So this is Mickie's first week on the job, next chapter you find out what this week was like for the person she'll be assisting. It was also a little background on the Mickie James I've created :) in no way am i saying Mickie needed to change but for the story i want to create, i needed to re-create her slightly.

Disclaimer: Don't own anyone in this story bar, Lucy, and maybe the back story i made up for Mickie :D