Disclaimer: I own no one but the characters, which would be Cheyenne and her mom so far.
Please R&R. This is my first fanfic. 'blah' thinking
-Sunday-
"Oh my God." Cheyenne couldn't believe it. Her mom had just given her backstage passes and front row tickets to SmackDown! This Thursday in San Antonio. She had just graduated from Texas A&M. She'd received majors in business management and sports medicine. Also, she'd received minors in French and Spanish. She wasn't sure what she wanted to do yet. "Mom, thank you SO much."
"Well, sweetie, I'm proud of you. You've been so busy the past five years that you haven't been able to do anything. Your birthday's Friday, too. I couldn't think of anything you'd want more. You deserve this."
"It's the best present ever!"
Cheyenne would turn 24 Friday. The last five years of her life had been centered on college and work. She had never been on a date. She felt she wasn't pretty enough but she'd never told anyone that before. She didn't really have any friends that she could tell stuff like that to.
Cheyenne has light blue eyes with silver specks in them. Her hair is waist length and very thick. It's dark brow with light brown and dark red highlights. She's 5'3" and weighs about 160 pounds. However, she carries her weight well. By looking at her, you wouldn't know she weight 160.
-Monday-
Cheyenne's at the mall looking for something to wear to SmackDown! tomorrow night. She'd already bought some clothes but she just couldn't find the perfect outfit. She already bought six pairs of pants, a skirt, two tanks, a cami, a hoodie, two jackets, five coats, two pairs of boots, two pairs of sneakers, sandals, jewelry, a belt, purses, and a hat.
Finally, she found the perfect pair of pants. They were altered mind black side lace tip pants. They were so cute. Then, she found a black ball sleeve top to go with it. Some of the stuff she'd already bought would go perfectly with it.
-Tuesday-
Cheyenne arrived at the arena at 6 PM. She was wearing the altered mind pants, the top she'd bought with, a subterranea black long Lillith coat, a pair of T.U.K. black tall corset boots, a red rose chain necklace, a Tripp black and red lace-up D-ring handbag, and a red bow pinstripe cabbie. She went to buy some wrestling memorabilia. She bought a John Cena shirt first. He's her favorite wrestler, so of course, she has to get his shirt. Cena's SO cute and funny. Cheyenne loves his raps. She also bought the Rey Mysterio Forever T-shirt, the Shawn Michaels "Just Man Rises" T-shirt, the Randy Orton RKO T-shirt, and a WWE logo fleece jacket. She went to the bathroom and put on the John Cena shirt. Everything else she put in her handbag.
Then, Cheyenne went to get a drink before she found her seat. It was 6:50 when she finally had her drink and found her seat, which was front row in the corner by the aisle. Perfect, in her opinion. She settled in for the show.
When, John Cena's music hit and she screamed as loud as she could along with everyone else. She laughed when he made fun of Kurt Angle in his rap. Then, she watched intently as he won his match. She cheered so loud; she thought she may have lost her voice. He's worth it, though.
-Later-
The show had ended and Cheyenne was now backstage. The entire show was excellent in her opinion. It was so much better live than watching it on the television. She was walking around, talking to different superstars. Her favorite so far had to be Rey Mysterio and Eddie Guerrero. They're so nice and funny. Then, she met Torrie. She'd always hated Torrie. She's just so pretty. How can you not be jealous? Torrie's actually really sweet though. Cheyenne feels bad for hating her.
It was now midnight and people had started leaving so Cheyenne decided to leave also. She was disappointed that she didn't get to meet John Cena. She was putting her autograph book bag in her handbag when she accidentally walked into someone.
"I'm sor-"Cheyenne gasped when she looked up. She had just walked right into Mrs. McMahon. "Oh my God, Mrs. McMahon, I'm sooo, so sorry. I should've been watching where I was going."
"Oh, don't worry. I'm okay." Linda didn't want the girl to take all the blame. She hadn't been watching where she was going either. "So, you're a fan?"
"Yes, ma'am. I'm a huge fan."
"Who's your favorite?"
"John Cena." Cheyenne blushed.
"Did you get to meet him backstage?"
"Oh, no. I wouldn't know what to say if I did." Cheyenne was embarrassed. Why would someone like Linda McMahon want to talk to her?
Linda thought the girl was really sweet. Linda's a good judge of character and she liked something about this girl. "What's your name?"
"Cheyenne Perez."
"What do you do for a living?"
"I just finished college. I've been working as a secretary at an accounting firm in Corpus Christi."
"Really? What did you get a degree in?"
"I have majors in business management and sports medicine and minors in French and Spanish."
"Wow. Very impressive. We've been looking for a trainer but it's hard to find someone who'll travel this much, you know?"
"Really? I thought anyone would want to work for the WWE. I know I would."
"Really? Well, we're in town until Monday. How about I give you my card and you get a resume together and then call me and we can set up a meeting somewhere?"
"Are you serious? That would be awesome." Cheyenne couldn't believe what she was hearing!
"Yes, I'm serious." Linda laughed. "Well, here's my card. I'll be expecting your call."
-Saturday-
Cheyenne had gotten the job as WWE trainer. She would be traveling with the SmackDown! brand. She'd start work tomorrow night at the pay-per-view. She still couldn't believe her luck. This was like a once in a lifetime thing. The only negative thing about the job is that she'd be away from her mom so much. Her mom was like her best friend. They'd gone through a lot together. She'd still get to talk to her daily on the phone though. Her mom had her cell phone number on speed dial. She was currently packing her clothes. She had a rolling suitcase, a duffel bag, and a carry-on. She's a girl. What do you expect?
-Sunday-
The pay-per-view was in progress. She'd already bandaged Rene Dupree, Chavo Guerrero, and Rob Van Dam. She'd just finished bandaging Booker T when John Cena came in. He looked so sexy standing there in his shorts with sweat covering his chest. Cheyenne stood staring at him.
"Yo. Are you the new trainer?" John asked the girl. He'd never seen her before.
"Oh, yes. Sorry. Where does it hurt?" Cheyenne asked embarrassed. 'Good going. Just stare at the guy. He's gonna think you're weird.'
"I think I bruised some ribs or something." John liked the blush on her cheeks. She was beautiful. He'd loved a girl with some meat on her bones.
Cheyenne proceeded to check his ribs. 'He has the best chest I've ever seen in my life.' "You have two broken ribs. I'll bandage them. You're gonna have to take it easy for the next day or two."
"Aight." John replied. 'She has the prettiest blue eyes.' "Can I go now?"
"Oh, yes, but come back Tuesday before the taping." Cheyenne felt like such a dork. Of course someone like John Cena wouldn't like her.
John Cena was thinking the same but the other way around. Why would someone as smart and beautiful as her like a thug like him? "Tuesday it is. By the way, what's your name?"
"Cheyenne or Chy pronounced Shy. Whichever you prefer."
"Aight, Chy. That's a pretty name. You can call me John."
Cheyenne blushed as John walked out of the room.