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Chapter 1
Breanna slammed yet another drawer of her usually tidy desk closed and sighed in deep frustration.
"If I don't find that photo portfolio soon, I am going to lose it," she said to herself.
Breanna Jaxton had finally completed her five month project and was almost ready to present it to her boss when she noticed a very vital part missing. Breanna had worked her way up from assistant editor at to one of three head journalist in less than two years and had just recently been presented with the project of a lifetime. She was one of four journalists chosen to write a sponsored book detailing the lives of WWE superstars. The opportunity was more than Breanna had ever dreamed of when she used to practice interviewing on her mom and brother. She had just finished the first part of the assignment It had been a four month long piece with none other than Shawn Michaels. Growing up her and her brother had loved to watch wrestling and playfully practice moves on each other. When see was told who her first job was, she had flipped out. Even though she had talked with Shawn for small interviews before, the thought of traveling and learning about someone she had grown up idolizing was more than she ever expected. So for the last five months Breanna talked with him and watched him, slowly piecing together a section that she felt did him and the wrestling business justice and today she would present it and hopefully receive approval and a new assignment. Now all she had to do was find the pictures that her best friend Sydney Cartel had taken. Breanna had met Sydney when she first started at and the two had clicked instantly. They both were sarcastic, outgoing, and shared a passion for Starbucks and shoes. Sydney was a photo journalist and was assigned to join Breanna for a month towards the end of her assignment and take pictures for the book. Nothing had been more fun than traveling around the country with her best friend and she couldn't wait to start another journey.
Just as Breanna was about to freak out her best friend walked in and casually dropped the missing portfolio on Breanna's desk.
"Hey what's with the pissed off face," Sydney asked with a laugh.
"I have been looking for those photos for twenty minutes now and it turns out my stupid best friend had them the whole time," Breanna replied.
"Sorry, should of left a note, but Jason wanted to look at them," Sydney said referring to the head of layout and design for the book.
"It's cool, I just have to go show the whole thing to Landon, like now," Breanna said looking at her watch. "Well, wish me luck," she said as she gathered all her papers together.
"Don't worry, I've read that piece at least fifty times. It's amazing. You should be really proud, B," Sydney said.
"Thanks Syd," Breanna said hugging her friend. "I'll find you after and we'll grab some lunch, okay?"
"Yeah, I'll see you later, Knock them dead, girl!"
Breanna smiled at her friend before letting out a nervous sigh and heading in the direction of her boss' office. She wasn't worried that her boss, Landon Price, would be hard on her or anything, in fact the two were good friends. It was just that she had put so many hours into this one piece that if it wasn't up to standard, then that would say everything about her as a writer. She composed herself and lightly dusted off her skirt before knocking on the familiar door. A loud "come in" was her reply.
"Good morning, Mr. Price," Breanna said as she closed the door.
"None of this Mr. stuff, B, it's not that formal," Landon replied.
"I know, I'm just a little nervous," Breanna replied with a small smile.
"Don't worry, I'm sure it's amazing," Landon said as he smiled at her. "Now let's see it."
Breanna handed him the folder containing her writing and Sydney's picture and watched his face the entire time he looked it over, checking for any signs of approval or disapproval. After what seemed like forever, he finally closed the folder and set it on his desk before looking up at her.
"Breanna what you wrote is nothing short of fantastic. The way you mixed your description with Shawn's quotes really lets the reader see it from two different sides. You show incredible knowledge, yet the reader can still relate to you. It's brilliant," Landon said with a huge grin. "Congrats girl, the higher ups are going to love this."
"Oh thank God! I was so worried that you wouldn't like the format or something like that," Breanna said with a happy sigh.
"You worry to much, girl. Trust me you need to relax while you can, because your new assignment starts next week," Landon said.
"Next week, Landon, that's great! You know I can't stand not having work to do," Breanna said.
"Trust me, I know and quite frankly it's the weirdest thing in the whole world. Why can't you be a slacker like the rest of us?" Landon teased.
"Oh yeah, twenty-eight and running an entire section of a huge website. You're a huge slacker," Breanna said rolling her eyes.
"Hey, but I no when to work and when to party, baby. It's all about balance," Landon replied with a quirky grin. It was the same grin that always made Breanna question why see never saw him as more than a friend. He was cute and fun and could keep up with her on the dance floor, but had Breanna had still never felt anything toward him other than friendship. He was an amazing friend and the best boss anyone could ask for and she wanted to keep it that way.
"Enough with the lame party talk, I want to know who my next assignment is," Breanna said excitedly.
'Are you sure you want to know, because I could tell you tomorrow or something," Landon said with a grin that quickly earned him a hit to the side of the head.
"Just tell me, dork," Breanna replied rolling her eyes once again.
"Dork? Such professional talk, B," Landon said sarcastically. "As much as I love to bug you, I have work to do, so I'll just tell you."
"Thank God for small favors," Breanna quipped.
"Cute," he said rolling his eyes.
"I swear I'm going to kill you in three seconds," Breanna said.
"John Cena."
"Cena? You have got to be kidding me! All I hear is that he is a womanizing player that tries to rap," Breanna said with distain.
"He doesn't try, B, he's actually good. You should listen sometime. Anyways he's not that bad at all. Plus the assignments have all ready been made, so it final," Landon said. "I know you dealt with much worse, Breanna. This will be a walk in the park."
"You know I'll do it Landon, I just really hope this guy isn't just some jerk is all I'm saying," Breanna replied.
"There's the trooper we all know and love," Landon said while receiving an unimpressed look from Breanna.
"Now I suggest you grab a quick lunch, because he's going to be here to meet you at two," Landon said.
"I have to meet him today? Uhh, great. Let's just hope for both our sakes he surprises me," Breanna said before hurrying off to find Sydney. 'Oh she's going to love this," Breanna thought remembering all the times that Sydney had commented on John's appearance and how she thought he was the hottest thing to grace the Smackdown ring. 'I swear she's such a teeny bopper sometimes,' she thought with a laugh as she headed off into the direction of her best friend's office.
A/N – One down and hopefully more to go, if you guys are feeling it. Please feel free to review with any constructive criticism. And also, I didn't quite know what to rate this story so I rated it R just to be safe. There shouldn't be anything to bad that you couldn't just skip over though.
