A/N: OK! This is my very first story! Please go easy on me! This is primarily a wrestling fic but it has a slight crossover with CSI. So don't worry! Any way hope you enjoy it and don't forget to review! Thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE or CSI.
Dakota's POV
Ok, I really have no idea as to why I am even here! Personally, I would have just stayed home and watched movies while gorging on chocolate bon-bons and cheese puffs. But, would my friends let me do that…NOOooOOoo! Instead, they dragged me to the wrestling show that was in town. Now, don't get me wrong, I like wrestling but, when it comes to the three of them they are just…well…nerds about wrestling in general. Honestly, I think that the only reason why I'm here is because they feel sorry for me after all that has happened the last 2 months. I mean who wouldn't! To them, I had the perfect life with the perfect boyfriend.
I was fixing to graduate college with a degree in forensic science, thanks to my dad, and I was rockin' a 2 kt. Diamond engagement ring. That was the high point in my life, here's where it starts to turn sour. I had a class one night that went a little bit over. To begin with I was already bummed about it because my cousin Michelle was in town to see me and I had hardly been around because of school. So there I was rushing home to see her and hopefully coax a late movie out of her. When I got to my apartment, I walked in to find my "fiancée" sleeping with my cousin on MY kitchen table. I was so upset that I threw my ring at him and went to my dad's house for the night.
So that's how I got here, ringside seats at RAW with my crazy friends with a broken heart and spirit. So, I've made up my mind that I will not be hurt again! So from hear on, I, Dakota Alisa Stokes, will no longer date, have feelings for, or will ever fall in love with a man ever again! Not no way, Not no how…
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