Chapter One. New Ties.

So after a long ass journey from Florida, I am finally at WWE HQ early on a Saturday morning. Waiting for my interview with the chairman... Vincent Kennedy McMahon. I couldn't believe it, me... being scouted? It was a dream by far. Waiting anxiously outside the big guy's office, I sat fully dressed in what I hoped would be my first match outfit; 3/4 length blue wash jean shorts, my customised spray paint vest with Riley sprayed in blood dripping red on the back, my white X vans also customised, my hair long flowing and black with a couple of red streaks and my eyes, eyelined with black kohl and red eyeshadow. This was me. This was my big chance to impress.

"Miss Dawson, Mr. McMahon will see you now" A short woman, his secretary.

"Thanks" I stood up and knocked on the door and took a step back. This was it, my big chance to impress.

"Come in" That familiar growly voice said. I stepped in smiling nervously. "Riley Lina Dawson, come take a seat."

"Thank you sir." I casually walked over, not showing any sign or nervousness... although my heart was beating so fast I could barely hear my thoughts.

"So Riley, we saw you at OVW a couple of weeks ago and loved what we saw. We would like to add you to the RAW roster this week. If you want to that is?" I was speechless... it was that easy? Surely there must be a fix of some kind...

"Oh sir! You won't regret this! Thank you!" I shot up and shook his hand "Thank you so much!"

"That's quite alright Riley, now we must talk about your first match. I want you first to get to know the roster, make some friends. But I want a diva to challenge you... let's say Beth Phoenix." I gulped... the Glamazon. She was mighty... I hesitated.

"Err... sure! Why not! Just a singles match?"

"Yes, straight up. No funny business."

"Ok great! I can't wait!"

"Now Riley, you must understand, you have to make an impression... whether they love you or hate you... the fans are your judge."

"Don't worry sir, you won't be disappointed!"

"Ok then, you may leave... you know where the hotel is where the WWE superstars are staying? You have a room booked there, go and make some friends"

"Thank you sir... I will!" I got up to leave, my heart restored to normal pace.

"Goodbye Riley, see you early on Monday."

"Thank you again sir, see you!"

"Oh and Riley... I love the outfit" I left with a huge grin on my face. I expected to leave with nothing... and I left with everything! Things really were looking up!

As the car pulled up to the hotel, I was all of a sudden extremely nervous again. What if they didn't like me? I might get on their nerves? I hated feeling like this, it was like the first day of school or something. As I took my bag and guitar into the hotel, I was stunned... it was nothing like I had ever seen. I walked up to the counter and asked for my key. "Hello, I am Riley Dawson, staying here with WWE..." I realised how cool I actually sounded

"Ah yes Ms. Dawson we have been waiting for you. If you would like to follow me." He took my bag off me and we approached the lifts.

"No I totally understand! Yes Mom I love you too!" It was Maria... being her cute and bubbly self, waiting for the same lift. "Ok Mom, I have to go... I love you, talk to you soon!" She looked over at me smiling.

"You are Riley right? Gosh you are more beautiful in person!" She giggled. I blushed enormously, being shy, I wasn't used to compliments.

"Thank you Maria! I'm really nervous!"

"Aww honey! Don't be nervous! I know! I will gather some people up in the bar in about 20 minutes! Come down then ok?"

"Errr... sure ok!" I smiled. She walked away smiling, she walked into the bar.

"Here we go Ms. Dawson." I stepped into the lift, with plush red velvet carpet and golden buttons. I felt like I was in Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory or something. I help my guitar close to me, looking forward to playing it later on. "Here we are." The man was small, smiling loads. Maybe Maria gave him a kiss or something. We walked along a corridor until we got to room 521. He opened the door and there it was... the most beautiful hotel room I had ever stayed in. Huge in space, lovely furnished.

"Oh my, thank you so much." I tipped him 20 and he left smiling more.

I put all my stuff down on the double bed and left it. I didn't see the point in unpacking now... I would have to be downstairs in 15 minutes. I laid my guitar case on the floor, the rugged old leather, still smelling as good as it did when I brought it in the Rockers Guitar Shop. I lifted my acoustic out, the beautiful shiny wood and the strings new before I came here. I picked out the plectrum from my left pocket and started strumming. Until it turned into a familiar Bob Dylan tune...

"How many roads must a man walk down, before you call him a man.." I sang, my voice a but edgy from nerves. I realised that I better freshen up before I meet the guys. So I put my acoustic back in it's case and placed it next to the window. I walked out of my room feeling more and more nervous, but at least I smelled good. I got into the lift and pressed G for ground. I looked at the floors go down and down. I lifted my arms above my head streching. I had taken off my custom vest and had put on my favourite Iron Maiden t shirt.

"Ground floor. Doors Opening" Proper posh English accent. Eeek.

I walked towards the bar, getting that same heart fluttering feeling. I opened the glass door and stepped in looking for Maria. I spotted her and smiled from the side of my mouth. She came running over, I saw familiar faces staring at me... I didn't know what to think, who to look too.

"Cmon honey, they are waiting. Now some of the girls didn't wanna come down, but I got me and Ashley and quite a few of the guys!"

"Oh you didn't have to Maria... really."

"No no! I had to cos I wanna look after you and make you feel as welcome as possible... now come on hon, they are waiting." She almost was skipping over, smiling and humming to herself. I walked over, my shoulders back trying to look confident. "Guys, Ashley... this is Riley." They all stared... at first not knowing what to think. Then the smiles came. I couldn't believe it. There they were. They all said hello, hey, hi in their own ways.

"Hey over here new girl!" It was Ashley, the rocker... the girl I was probably most similar too... minus the hair, piercings and tattoos. I went and sat next to her... I had Matt and Jeff to my right, on the other side of Ashley and John Cena to my left.

"So Riley, how does it feel to be a new WWE Diva?" John's voice was so manly, he smiled, which made me smile.

"It's overwhelming to be honest, I just can't get my head around it"

"Yeah, that's how we all feel at first... don't worry i'm sure you will fit in fine here, so how's the hotel room?"

"Thanks John, it's amazing! So fancy" He laughed.

"Yeah, it's pretty nice here." I talked to John for a while, he's a pretty amazing guy. He kept making me laugh and made me feel welcome. We were all talking in our circle of WWE until Maria squealed... I turned and saw a tall, incredibly handsome man walk towards us.

"Ahhhhh there you are Orton! Missing out on all the fun! Where were you?!" There he was. Randy Orton, looking rushed and bothered, but still amazing.

"Hey Maria, hey guys, sorry I was at the gym, I only got your message five minutes ago.." He looked over at me. "Hey, you must be Riley!" I stood up showing my Iron Maiden t-shirt, just about to hold my hand out, he chuckled. "Great band! I love that kind of music" He reached over the table and hugged me, just quick... It made me have butterflies like I was in high school again. "So who's up for a drink? Riley? What would you like?"

" Err... just a lemonade please, I want to be sober when I play later..." Everyone stared...

"Play? Play what?" Matt looked up at me with his head to the side.

"Umm... My guitar. I like to practice every day." Jeff stood up.

"Hell yeah dawg! I can come and jam with you! I have my acoustic too!" Everyone laughed, Randy kinda stuck his lips out... then continued asking everyone what they were drinking.

"Ok, well I am having a beer, be back in a sec" He strolled off casually, looking back at the group, my eyes met his, he blushed then turned away. He came back a few minutes later with a tray of drinks. A fancy cocktail for Maria, A JD and coke for Ashley, my lemonade, and beers for all the guys; John, Matt, Jeff and himself. He sat next to Maria opposite me. We all talked for a couple of hours, after more beers, more laughs and more yawns.

"Ok guys, I am gonna go strum for a bit before I sleep. Will see you guys tomorrow!" I gave them all hugs and stood there sorting myself out for a moment.

"Hey hon! Make sure you get a good night's sleep! We are working out in the gym tomorrow morning!" Maria laughed and giggled. Her cute self.

"Hey, what floor are you on?" Randy stood up next to me.

"8th floor. How about you?"

"Yeah same, can I walk you to your room?" He smiled, his beautiful blue eyes looking tired.

"Yeah sure!" So we walked out of the glass doors of the bar, into the foyer, outside of the lifts.

"How nervous were you today?"

"More nervous than I have ever felt in my entire life"

"Yeah, I felt a bit like that too, it's hard sometimes, especially when you don't know anybody" The lift doors opened and we both walked in, standing side by side. We didn't talk. I just started humming Bob Dylan, waiting to finish what I had started.

"8th Floor. Doors opening." The posh English voice said again. Randy walked me to room 521.

"Hey how about that you are opposite me!" He laughed his masculine, cute laugh.

"Yeah that's cool!" I didn't really know what else to say.

"Maybe I can hear you strumming later on then..." He laughed

"Yeah you probably will. Anyway..." I opened my door. "Good night Randy, thanks for the drinks and all"

"Hey no problem, you ever need anything, i'm just opposite you" He winked and leant in to hug me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and put his head on my shoulder, almost like we were dancing, he pulled away after a few seconds. He rubbed his hair, looking confused and went into his own room.

I threw my key on the desk next to my bed and sat and got my guitar out from the case. I began strumming again.
"Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?" I sang and strummed softly to myself... wondering if Randy could hear on the other side of the corridor.

Randy laid on his bed...
"The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind."

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