Disclaimer; I don't own any WWE names or anything. I do however own my original character Roxanne.
Randy Orton wandered aimlessly around backstage. He was bored. His match wasn't until later on tonight and the show had only just started.
Randy turned and headed back to his locker room. He decided he would just chill out there and maybe listen to some music. There wasn't much else to do, and he had a long wait ahead of him. Randy rounded the corner, and he smiled when he heard music blaring from one of the other locker rooms, it was a song that he loved; "Thunderstruck" by AC DC.
Randy was happy that someone else had the same idea he did, and he got a spring in his step as he walked toward the music, hoping to join in on this little jam session. Randy stopped outside the open door of the room he heard the music blaring from and could not keep the smug smile off his face as he saw what was there.
There in the room, was a stunning woman! She had waist length raven black hair, tied back in a long braid down her back.
She was tall and fit, with curves in all the right places. She was dressed very sexy too. She was wearing a black leather mini-skirt, and a little red tank top, with black leather stiletto boots.
She was dancing to the music in a rather sexy way. Her body moving to the beat. Randy couldn't help but stand there and watch her, as she swung around one of those portable stripper poles.
Randy stayed and watched her for the rest of the song. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. He was just thinking about saying something to her to let her know he was there when she swung around her pole and looked up, catching him standing there staring right at her.
"Can I help you?" she asked him, knowing at once exactly who was standing in front of her.
"My god! He's even sexier in person." She thought.
The woman smiled and walked over to turn off the music.
"Don't stop on my account!" Randy said to her, with a wink and a grin.
"You didn't answer me." She said.
"What?"
"I asked if I could help you!"
"Oh! I was just coming over to compliment you on your choice of tunes."
"Ah! I see."
She walked over to him then, smiling and extending her hand.
"Roxanne Cole, nice to meet you."
"Ah! So you're Roxi-with an i; The new Diva!I'm Randy, with a y." Randy said, shaking her hand.
"It's an honour to meet you Randy. I've been a big fan of yours for a while now."
"Well I hope to be a big fan of yours too! So are you nervous?"
"I was before I started dancing there. Dancing helps me to relax and escape. It's also a part of my workout regimen."
"Well it looked pretty hot, if you don't mind my saying so." Randy told her with another wink and smile.
Just then a stage hand appeared in the doorway.
"Miss Cole, you're next!" he said, and went away again.
"Break a leg!" Randy said to her
"Thanks, say, are you coming to the bar after the show with everyone?" Roxanne asked him.
"I sure am." Randy said, smiling.
"Cool. I'll see you there, I'll buy you a beer or something." She said to him
"You got it!"
Roxanne left then, to head for the curtain area to make her entrance.
Randy headed back to his locker room to turn on the TV and watch Roxanne's debut.
