"I'm excited!" JBL spoke from ringside. "I'm really, really excited." He put his fists on the commentary table, and began to tap on it.
"Why?" Jerry 'The King' Lawler asked, confused. "I don't think Wall Street is anywhere near by.." JBL shot him a look.
"This is better than Wall Street King!" JBL stood up when he heard a remix of his theme song come through the speakers. "My beautiful daughter Mia is debuting!"
"She doesn't look dressed to compete.." King spoke about the brunette that was dressed in a strapless black dress, with sparkly black pumps. She smiled as she walked to the ring.
"WWE Universe," JBL spoke into the microphone. "Mia Layfield!" Mia smiled down at her father and waved at him. He waved back, very enthusiastically. Brie Bella ran down to the ring to her theme song, and looked her up and down, ready for a fight.
"Oh, yeah, Brie, sorry, but as I am a Layfield, I really don't feel like beating you tonight… so I'm not." Mia tilted her head and smiled. "Instead I hired someone to do it for me." She turned to face the ramp as AJ Lee's theme song went off. Out ran AJ Lee, title in hand. After the heat between Brie and AJ as of late, Mia walked over to the commentary, and sat herself down next to her father – for safety. He gave her a headset – and smiled a proud smile.
"Hi Daddy," She smiled as she looked at him, before looking on at the match that was taking place. "Hi King."
"What about me?" Michael Cole piped up looking at her. "Aren't I important?"
"Not really, no." She looked at him, almost pitifully. "I've seen you wrestle, it's tragic."
JBL and King laughed loudly. "Why isn't she replacing Michael Cole?"
"I should huh?" She laughed as she watched Brie glare at her. She smiled and blew a kiss. "I think that would cause a distraction for some of the superstars."
"Show them what they can't have," JBL laughed. "No. I despise of every single one of these men! NONE are good enough for my Mia!" As he said that, Brie picked up the win on a quick roll up. AJ rolled out of the ring, snatched her title from who was holding it. AJ waited for Mia, who was saying goodbye to her father,. The two walked around the ring to get to the ramp. Brie was yelling in the ring.
"I want YOU!" Brie yelled as AJ and Mia walked back up the ramp. They both waved at Brie who was all alone in the ring.
"She wishes," Mia laughed with AJ as they walked through the curtain. The two sat down in catering, eating sandwiches. They were both sitting on Instagram, laughing at the people they follow. "Urgh, that sandwich was good."
"I know, right! So good." AJ smiled and the two posed for an Instagram 'selfie'. Within minutes, people on AJ's Instagram were already liking it. Mia stood up and stretched her arms, smiling.
"I can't believe you're on a hundred and…fifty two likes already!" Aj shrugged. "I'm gonna go get changed." AJ stood up along with her, smile on her face.
"I'll come, I need to put some spray shit on, I smell!" She offered her arm pit for Mia to smell, to which got her a dirty look. "Or not, that's cool," AJ laughed as they walked back. "So how'd you score this gig?"
"In the blood, babes." Mia spoke mockingly. "I had to get here on my own though – they're just doing the JBL thing as a storyline I think," She shrugged, before walking into the shower area. AJ received a text, to which moments later Mia walked back in. AJ looked up to see her lacing up her sneakers.
"Do you get sick of the heels?" AJ asked, as she studied how casual but feminine she looked before.
"I don't really even notice half the time – adjusted I guess." She laughed as she fixed her hair.
"I've gotta go meet some friends, did you wanna come?" AJ asked, as she stood up. Mia nodded, and walked out with her. The two walked near the 'industrial' area of the arena. Mia was quite confused.
"Where are we?" Mia asked as she looked around the darkness. "It's freaky."
"That's the point," A deep, husky voice spoke from behind her. Mia stood still. She knew the scent, and the voice.
"I know that voice." Mia spoke gently, deep in thought. "Mr Roman Reigns."
"Ms Amelia Layfield." The voice spoke. She turned around to see the 6'3 man. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around the muscular man. AJ stood there, confused.
"You two know each other? I thought that your name was Mia?" AJ spoke slowly, and very confused.
"Of course I know him," Mia laughed. "I trained with him back at NXT. I used to win, all the time. And I go by Mia – only this idiot uses Amelia."
Roman scoffed. "I let you, remember? I call you Amelia, because it sounds pretty!" She hit him in the arm, to which he pouted. "Ow!"
"OK, enough. AJ, why did you bring her?" Another voice spoke.
"Dean, be nice." A screechy voice spoke.
"Dean, Seth. Just because she's with AJ, doesn't mean she's going to blab all the secrets of The Shield." Roman spoke, as he put Mia in a playful headlock. "She's still kept one of mine, I hope?" She squirmed.
"If you don't let go, I'll tell them about your…accident" Roman immediately released the headlock, to which at that moment, AJ realised that Layfield would be a very good partner to have. Almost better than Tamina. Mia turned around and smirked in his face. "I win. Again."
"You're lucky.." Roman crossed his arms, pouting. "You're a girl."
"I'm a woman, bitch." Roman shook his head, laughing. Dean made a coughing noise, to which the two turned and looked at him.
"Are you two done?" Dean, spoke angrily. "We need a plan to deal with Punk. After Reigns speared me, and screwed up at TLC…"
"Hey, that wasn't entirely my fault. My eye was screwed." Roman tried to defend himself, but failed. Dean ignored him, where as Mia patted his muscular shoulder. He looked at her, and she had a big grin on her face, and she was trying to contain her laughter.
The three men continued to talk about strategy, as the two girls stood and listened. Roman leant on Mia – he had to lean very far. Mia began to plait the hair of Roman that fell in front of her. AJ tried to contain a giggle as she watched the excitement on Mia's face as she was plaiting it. Roman seemed to either not care, or not even realise.
The 'meeting' wrapped up moments later. "Nice braids," Dean raised an eyebrow as he walked past the two. Roman looked at Mia who had the look of a five year old on her face – a big, childish grin. He realised that she'd plaited his hair – well, the parts that she could reach.
"Amelia!" Roman groaned. "I'm gonna have curly hair now!"
Mia smiled. "I can straighten it? We can have a girly sleepover!" Roman lowered his head and shook it, before wrapping a large arm around Mia's shoulders, and followed Dean and Seth. Mia turned and saw AJ standing there, alone. "Come, AJ." She smiled. AJ looked up, and began to skip to catch up to the group.
"Why didn't you tell me were coming to WWE?" Roman asked Mia as the two were walking through the arena with their suitcases by themselves. "I thought you would have told me."
"I would have, had we been talking." Mia spoke gently as she stopped to tie her laces. "it's not too permanent anyway.. It's only for a year at most."
"Why weren't we talking anyway? One day was fine, then all of a sudden we weren't." Roman asked as Mia stood up.
"Oh. She didn't tell you. Hah. Spineless." Mia shook her head while a small chuckle left her lips. Roman looked at her confused. She pulled a face. "Ivy simply told me not to talk to you anymore."
"Why would Ivy even do something like that?" Roman asked, as he continued to walk. "I know she didn't like you, but I don't see wh-"
"She knew how I felt about you, and she didn't like the competition that she thought she had. I knew how you felt about her, and after what she said, I decided to pull myself away before she put her foot in it." She shook her head as she quickly pulled out her phone. "I've gotta go, I need to meet dad." She put her phone away. "I'll talk to you later." She kissed his cheek softly and quickly, before walking swiftly away.
Roman stood there, moments after Mia had left. Ivy was an ex-girlfriend, who managed to ruin any good relationships he had in his life.
"Ro, I need you to help me out." Mia smiled as she approached the tall, muscular man. "You can say no if you want.."
"Would anyone dare say no to Amelia Jayde Layfield?" Roman Reigns laughed as he stood up. "What's up?"
"Come with me while I get a tattoo?" Mia asked as the two stood around the gym.
"Well, fancy that, I'm going to get one soon as well." Roman smiled, as he looked at the short woman. "I can probably convince my mate to get yours done as well… tomorrow?"
Mia looked at him. "Seriously?" Roman nodded.
"Just say yes, and I'll get you booked in." Mia let out a squeal. Roman laughed. "I'll take that as a yes then." He made a few calls, before returning back to Mia. "Tomorrow morning. I'll pick you up."
"I'm so excited," Mia smiled as she clapped her hands like a seal. "I'll see you tomorrow." She hugged him. "Thanks, Ro."
"Any time, Mia." Mia ran off with a skip in her step to catch up with some of the girls. She turned around and waved. Roman knew that she was something different. So did Ivy, who was watching the entire thing.