"Congratulations, Miss Reyes. Welcome to the WWE," Stephanie McMahon said extending her hand out to the newest member of the multi-billion dollar company.
Her eyes widened as she eagerly shook the perfectly manicured hand of her new boss.
Ava Reyes was only at the tender age of twenty five. She was fresh out of college with a degree in Business and Public Relations. She never imagined herself being a part of this world- but somehow, here she was, at the WWE Headquarters, shaking hands with Stephanie McMahon.
She never had the most interest in the sport, but that didn't mean she didn't respect the people who worked for it. In fact, after watching a few shows, she found them as true athletes. They were daredevils that put their lives on the line nearly everyday. And the people behind the scene, well, let's just say they must put more effort into their job than meets the eye.
And Ava Reyes would have a chance to be apart of the breathtaking spectacle.
She was brought up by a respectable, middle-class, family. Hard workers, intelligent people. They raised her to be the classy woman she appears to be today- always reminding her to be gracious and thankful for everything around her. Everday she found something new to appreciate. And despite all the people who had clearly done her wrong, she looked passed them and continued to move on.
But of course, not everything could be forgiven.
Darrin Velasco. Her face turned sour whenever the name was brought up. What he did to her, not many people would ever be able to forgive. She could never find enough strength or will power to do so. Because of this, nightmares haunt her to this very day. It was something that could never be forgotten. But everyday she found herself trying to find a new way to forgive him.
"I'm sure you will make an excellent asset to this business. Please, don't make me regret this." Stephanie said firmly.
"Trust me, you won't." Ava said truthfully before leaving the large office.
Once the door behind her closed, she smoothed down her pencil skirt and released a sigh of relief. She felt like she was holding her breath in for ages as she sat in the stuffy room. At least the worst had come to an end, she got the job and that was all that mattered to her at the moment.
Stephanie told her that rules and regulations would be explained to her once she arrived at the Smackdown venue the next week. Recently, the brand's General Manager had just lost his dear personal assistant due to personal reasons. In the short time allotted, one of Ava's professors recommended her to the company. With an impressive resume at hand, they couldn't turn down the highly qualified woman.
When she neared the waiting room, a tall man with a questionable eye color approached her. They were the most unique shade of blue that could almost be described as an ocean green. He was dressed more casual than she, being in an Ed Hardy tee and blue jeans. She stopped in her spot when he neared her.
"Is Stephanie busy still?" he asked with a slight lisp that made her smile.
"Oh, I just got finished with her. I'm pretty sure she's free."
"Thanks," the man nodded before walking away.
Ava walked out of the building. Phone in hand, telling everyone she knew about the great news. Her phone was buzzing with congratulations and good wishes. There was no way she would let this job slip through her fingers. It was truly a once-in-a-million type of job. Thousands would kill for her position, and she was going to take it with the highest honor.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Long," she smiled, shaking his hand.
"No, the pleasure is truly all mine, Miss Reyes."
Ava sat in the General Manager's office as the crew and technicians began to set up the rest of the arena. Her long, dark locks were slicked back in a loose bun. She wore her usual pencil skirt, accompanied with a ruffled shirt and modest high heels. She not only looked perfect for the job, but she had just the right amount of skill.
She was always the pretty girl throughout high school, and through much of her time in college. She wasn't the extraordinary beauty, but she was quite the looker. She received many double glances from strangers, but she never called herself anything near model status. Barely reaching five foot four, she didn't stand out in a crowd. Her hair was long and wavy, a pretty chestnut brown. She didn't have the chest of a Playboy model, and she didn't have the backside of a Video Vixen. But it was all in her smile. Her shiny, white teeth a great contrast against her tan, sun-kissed skin. Her smile stole all the attention.
"We have a few set of rules here, Miss Reyes. Not much, but we have a few. First of all, I may need you more during a certain time than others, but I need you to keep your cell phone on you at all times. You'll ever know when I need to ring you up." She nodded as he continued.
"You being a young, beautiful female, we do not tolerate any type of sexual harrasment. Whether you are on the receiving end of it, or if you are the one giving it- we do not tolerate it. If you see or experience anything of it, contact me immediately and we will work it out." She nodded once more, as he prodded on.
"Next, you are simply dedicating your life to this job. Breaks or 'time-offs' are rarely ever given. So, please, don't call me to tell me that you will not be able to make it to the job. There is absolutely no legit reason, unless you are dealing with a family emergency. As being tight-knit as we are, the WWE understands how important family is, so those are the only exception. For the most part, no excuse is rarely accepted." He took a deep breath before continuing.
"Other than that, welcome to the business of World Wrestling Entertanment."
"Thank you, thank you so much."
"It is I that should be thanking you for being on the job so quickly. Before you go, can you please make your way to the Creative Writers and give scripts to their respective superstars? There has been a slight change, and I want them to know about them."
"I'm on it, Sir!" She smiled back, arising from her seat.
"Oh, and I know you're not exactly familiar with the Smackdown roster, so if you're having any difficulties, feel free to ask some crew members. Hey, even try asking some of the superstars. You might make some friends."
"Yes, Sir!"
"Call me Teddy," he said with a warm smile.
She was, unbelievably, the newest member of the WWE Universe.
