I DO NOT OWN ANYONE OR ANYTHING IN THIS STORY BESIDES THE OC'S.
My name is Taylor May Gutierrez, I'm mainly called Tay-May or just plain Tay, it's annoying but everyone loves it. I'm 21 years old (I'm about to turn 22 this year) and a junior in college, starting senior year this fall. My dad is Oscar Gutierrez, if you watch wrestling, he's Rey Mysterio. I'm majoring in Photography in college, I've been taking professional pictures of WWE since I was ten with my own camera and editing them, of course they don't know, my dad does, he puts them up on his My Space and has been fighting for me to get into WWE on an internship, I've applied since my sophomore year in high school, haven't been accepted yet, I don't care, I go backstage when I'm on break from college anyway. I've became friends with Shawn Michaels, John Cena, Melina, Mickie James and Michelle McCool, I talk to Batista, Chris Jericho, Ted Dibiase, Randy Orton and Cody Rhodes here and there, I don't get along with the other divas or their too stuck up for me, I'm rarely ever in my dad's dressing room and when I am, it's for like five minutes. When I'm back at school, I have my two best friends since 3rd grade, Kristy (Christina) and Sammy (Samantha), they both know about my dad being Rey Mysterio since they watch wrestling, and they have been to my house so many times, I have yet to take them with me backstage for some of the wrestlers sake because they may be raped or injured, and they are in training to be wrestlers as well. We also share a dorm room at USCSD (University State of California San Diego), our fourth roommate is a gay guy, he's our friend when he's around, his name is Dan, we call him Dan the Man. I have a few guy friends, but they are only Kristy and Sammy's boyfriends from high school and a guy from my photography class that I hang with only on those days, his name is Phillip, I call him P-H. Right now, it's April, we just got back from Spring Break on Monday, it's been a week now back at school and it's a Saturday night at the dorm room, I spent the whole week at home with my mom, I didn't feel like traveling to Nevada nor Arizona that week to be with my dad. I would rather be with my dad rather than my mom, but I just didn't feel like it. I don't want to be wrestling like my dad, I don't mind watching it, but I don't want to be out in the ring doing it myself. I would LOVE to be on tour with them, their like my family already.