This story begins 2003 but will eventually take place in the present.

Kyla Mason was a beautiful twenty-three year old. She was white but her skin was tan. About five foot seven with golden blonde hair down to the middle of her back. She had light blue eyes. Two things ran in her family big asses and big breasts. Thanks to the fact that she worked out a lot her ass was big but firm. As a child she'd developed by age eleven and was constantly teased. By age fourteen she was a D cup. No one in her adult life ever believed her when she said her breasts were real. She'd answered the "Where'd you get your breasts done?" question more times then she could count. She'd been a WWE Diva for a little over a year. She loved it but sometimes she wished the woman of the sport were taken more seriously. She was a good wrestler as were several of the women she worked with. Bikini contests and bra and panties matches weren't exactly her idea of athletic competition. She was very career oriented and focused. When she wasn't working out she was thinking of ways to improve. Her dream was to be the Women's Champion. Dating had become almost non-existent for her. Since she was hardly ever home she figured what was the point. She walked into the Divas Locker Room and saw her two best friends. Trish Stratus and Amy Dumas. (Lita)

"Hi guys." She said.

"Hi Kyla" Trish said.

"Did you guys here we might be getting a new person from the Smackdown brand?" Amy said

"A Diva?" Kyla asked.

"I don't know."

"I wonder who it could be."

"I don't know."

"I guess we'll have to wait and see."

After she'd competed in a match against Victoria and won, she was in catering drinking a water. Twenty-three year old Randy Orton came up to her. She was surprised to see him since he was supposed to be on the Smackdown brand. They'd heard of each other but never met

"Kyla Mason." He said smirking.

"Well, well, well if it isn't Randy Orton." "What are you doing here?"

"I've been traded to Raw."

"Oh." "So you're the new person our brand is getting?"

"Yeah." "I'm forming a faction with Paul Levesque (Triple H) Ric Flair and Dave Batista." "We're going to be called "Evolution"

"Cool."

"You did great tonight."

"You watched my match?"

"Yeah." "It's nice to officially meet you."

"It's nice to officially meet you to."

"Would you like to go have a drink after the show?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I have plans."

"Tuesday."

"Nope."

"Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday."

"Bye." She walked away.

Kyla wasn't lying. She really did have plans. Every few weeks she, Trish and Amy would have a girls night. They were hanging out in Trish's room.

"I think that new group Evolution will go far in the company." Trish said.

"Speaking of that new group, Randy Orton asked me out tonight." Kyla said.

"I take it you said no?"

"Yep."

"Why am I not surprised?"

"Even if I wanted to date right now, it wouldn't be Randy Orton." "I know his kind." "I've seen it time and time again." He just wants to find out if my boobs are real." They all laughed.