Chapter One: WWF 2000

WWE Headquarters

"So you'll be starting next week, at Wrestelmania 2000. You'll come at the end of the tag team match, as Edge and Christian are coming up the ramp and you'll Swanton Bomb them off the Titantron before they can go backstage. Then you'll look down at Matt and Jeff in the ring as their music starts playing, and run off," said Vince McMahon.

"Not a problem. Jeff taught me that move years ago," Courtney Jane Samuels, aka C.J., replied.

"And you're not afraid of heights, are you?"

"Not at all, Sir."

"We're not going to tell the Hardyz that we've signed you. We don't want this to leak out to anyone. So, over the next week, just get your character ready, change your hair like we told you to, get your ring gear ready, and keep it cool. Don't even let those boys know that you're gonna be in Anaheim for Wrestlemania."

"They think I've got family obligations keeping me in Cameron, Sir. They've already tried to ask me to be their guest to the event. I'll keep my distance from them between now and then. I've got an appointment to get my hair done on Wednesday and they told me I'll fly to California on Thursday night, Sir. I won't be anywhere they will between now and Thursday night, Sir."

"What color are they having you do your hair?"

"They asked me to dye it blue."

"You'll stand out among the women in the division when we debut you fully."

I laughed.

"Thank you so much for these opportunities, Mr. McMahon, Sir."

"Thank Matt and Jeff. They've been pitching you to me for months, leaving me videos from OMEGA of matches you've done. You're impressive, not afraid to take risks, to take a hit. You are exactly the type of girl we are looking for as we take the company into a new era, C.J."

"I still appreciate you giving me the chance. I will do my best, Sir. I promise."

"I'm sure you will. I will see you at Wrestlemania. In the meantime, I'm sure that others will be in touch with you. Good luck, C.J."

"Thank you, Sir."

I shook Mr. McMahon's hand and left his office. As I left the WWF Headquarters, I felt guilty about lying to Matt and Jeff. I'd known them my entire life and we were always as close as you could be, but the boss said nobody can know. My cell phone rang and I pulled it out of my pocket. It was Jeff. I answered.

"Hey, Nero," I said.

"Hey C.J. I was just wondering if there was any way I could talk you into coming to Anaheim this weekend. It's such a huge match for me and Matt. It would mean the world to us," he said to me.

For him, maybe. But I had to say no.

"Sorry, Jeff. I have to stay in Cameron. David is coming home and you know how Dad is about the family being together," I lied to him, feeling guilty.

I never lied to Jeff. It was a strange phenomenon.

"I know, but you're an adult and you'd have a lot more fun in Cali," Jeff tried to convince me.

"I know I would, but I can't. I'm sorry, Jeff."

"It's okay. I had to try."

"Good luck to you guys though. I'll be recording it so I can watch it when they go to bed," I lied again.

"Thanks."

My phone beeped. It was a Connecticut number. Someone from the company.

"I'm sorry, Jeff, but I have to go. I'll call you later?"

"Sure. Love you, C.J."

"Love you, too."

We hung up and I went back to my business of hiding my news from him.

Anaheim, California: Wrestlemania 2000

My light brunette hair was replaced by a royal blue color that I was still getting used to. In hair and make-up, they made a big deal about how natural the blue color looked on me. When I was ready, I was kept out of sight, but where I could watch the event, until it was my time to go. As the tag match began, I was brought to the gorilla position to watch the match, so when it was over, I could get in position for my big debut.

Matt went through a table and that was when I was told to get on top of the Titantron. I saw as Edge and Christian climbed the ladder and pulled down Devon and Bubba Ray Dudley's Tag Championship belts, becoming the new Tag Team Champions. As Edge and Christian made their way up the ramp, I watched them carefully, waiting for them to get close enough.

Once they were in a close enough distance, I screamed out, getting people's attention, then performed the Swanton Bomb off the Titantron. Edge and Christian went down as I landed on them. The Hardyz music, "Loaded", and the boys looked up to the stage area where I had just dropped their competitors. I turned and ran backstage after I was sure they had seen me.

I was ushered to the trainer's room to make sure I wasn't injured after the Swanton Bomb I had just performed. Getting the all-clear, I left the room and walked right into two tall North Carolinians who were grinning at me. They threw their arms around me and then carried me on their shoulders to the locker room they were sharing with Edge, Christian, and the Dudleys. When we got there, we were the only ones there.

"Why didn't you tell us?!" Jeff exclaimed.

"I couldn't. It was part of my contract, and McMahon himself told me nobody can know. He didn't want to risk it being leaked."

"That was awesome, C.J. You should've seen the look on Adam and Jason's faces," Matt said.

"Thanks. And thanks for pushing me to McMahon. He called me a few months ago. He sent me to a few shows, ones that you weren't doing, to test me out. He liked what he saw, so he wanted me to come out to exact revenge on Edge and Christian for what happened during your match today."

"So this is why you've been telling us you couldn't come with us?" Matt asked.

"Yup. Sorry. I've felt really bad about lying, but I was told nobody can know. Even the other day, Jeff, when you called me, I had just left a meeting with Vince McMahon at WWF Headquarters."

"I like your hair, C.J."

"Thanks," I said before the other four wrestlers that shared the locker room came in.

"Who the hell is that crazy girl?!" Yelled Christian.

"Relax, Jason, this is our friend, Courtney. She's new around here. McMahon told her to come out and Swanton you two at the end of the match," Matt explained.

"Nice Swanton," Bubba Ray said to me.

"You got guts. You should fight with us in a TLC match sometime," Devon said.

"Thanks."

"No. No. No!" exclaimed Edge. "This girl is crazier than these two! She should not compete in a TLC match! She Swantoned us from off the Titantron!"

"Adam, relax. She was just doing what she was told. If you have a problem, take it up with Vince," Jeff said defending me.

"So what's your gimmick gonna be Courtney?" Bubba asked.

"C.J."

"What?" he asked.

"Call me C.J. Nobody really calls me Courtney and I prefer it that way."

"What's the middle initial?" Devon asked.

"Jane," I answered.

"Okay, C.J., I'm Mark and his name really is Devon," Bubba said. "So what's your gimmick?"

"Right now, I think I'm just gonna be hanging with the Hardyz, which is fine by me. It's what I've done my whole life."

"When did you guys meet?"

"When she was a few months old. Our fathers were friends. She's two years younger than me," Jeff answered for me.

"So you guys really have been hanging out her entire life," Devon said.

"Yup. We'd do anything for this girl," Matt said.

"And I'd do anything for them," I said.

"How sickeningly sweet," Jason said.

"So the six of us will be seeing a lot of you?" Adam asked.

"Yup. Get ready boys, I'm here to stay. At least for now," I said, smiling as Jeff and Matt embraced me.