Chapter two; the devil is the fool's friend.

John starts to feature in this chapter, so for all you die hard Cena fans, you'll be happy.

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As Leslie walked around the arena, she was struck at how lucky she was to come from the life she had lead in Sydney to being a champion fighter and from there to being signed onto Raw. She circled the ring, slowly climbing into it and went and stood in the centre and twirled slowly, taking in the huge arena and thousands upon thousands of seats, which in just over an hour would be full of spectators waiting to watch them and her compete. Smiling to herself, she climbed out of the ring and danced up the ramp, unaware that any one was watching her in a vulnerable, emotional moment.

-45 minutes later-

An announcement went out over the speaker system, asking all superstars and divas head to the main conference room where they would be addressed by Stephanie and Vince McMahan. Walking towards it, Leslie soon lost herself in watching and identifying all the people she had watched fight for the past 2 years. For the most part they were all there, with the exception of a few greats who were currently 'injured' or had their careers in question Triple H, Undertaker, Melina, Mickie, Shawn and Jeff Hardy.

But the rest, Randy Orton, Kofi, Shamus, Ted Dibiase, Cody Rhodes, Rey Mysterio, Jack Swagger Miz, John Cena, Edge, Christian, John Morrison, all the women, Layla, Michelle, Maryse, Alicia Fox, Natalie Hart, Kelly Kelly, Gail Kim etc. They looked at her too, quickly identifying her as the new Diva. She was used to people looking at her, she was 5'10 and wore heels constantly and she was incredibly pale, owing to her Irish, Scottish heritage and long chocolate locks half way down her back with heavy bangs hooding her excellently, but heavily made up eye's, she'd payed for her kick boxing lessons and equipment by doing make up professionally. She took a seat in the second row nearest the door so she had an easier time watching a person then it was for them watching her.


-John's POV-

John saw the girl he'd been watching earlier in the ring, sitting by herself as he filed past her into the room; he went and sat with John Morrison and Edge and a few others in the third row of chairs in the middle of the arc so he could watch her out of the corner of his eye. He wondered why she was sitting by herself she was pretty and everyone at WWE normally made an effort to welcome new faces, his internal query was answered when he watched someone go to sit near her; she looked up, her eyes instantly connecting with the person, her face did not change but something in her eyes made him think that if she looked at him like that, even he, the Champ would think twice before sitting near her.

Intrigued, he smiled as he watched the person stumble away; she was also amused, allowing a smirk to curve up her dark red lips. His attention was called away as Vince and Stephanie walked into the room, they began their usual speech, giving everyone the rundown of the show for tonight, before getting everyone's attention and introducing the new girl.

'Leslie, would you mind telling us a little about yourself?' Vince enquired.

Strange, John registered that this girl even seemed to intimidate Vince himself, though he tried to hide it.

Standing up, the girl swept her gaze across the entire room. John felt the hairs on his arms stand up as his arms as her hazel green eyes locked onto his blue eyes.

'Hi, I'm Leslie Taylor I'm from Australia, umm I've been wrestling for about two to two and a half years now and I'm really looking forward to competing and working with all of you' she smiled then sat down.

Struck by her gorgeous down to earth accent, he couldn't help but smile at the obnoxious comparison it made to the intimidating way she spoke.

He noticed the ripple of concern that went through the room when she said she'd only been wrestling for two or so years; most people here had been training for at least 5 before they started to go pro. Then he realised the genius of what she'd done, the gullible ones would assume she was flaky and barely knew her way around the ring and was just another piece on eye candy while the smart ones would realise she probably had some other training up her sleeve, but didn't know what it was and therefore didn't know how to defend against it.

He watched her watch them in their shared confusion, strangely, her eyes locked on his again, for a moment he didn't know whether to stare her down, letting her know he wasn't fooled or to smile and try and win this pretty, intimidating girl to his side. She made the decision for him, she smirked then let out a little ripple of laughter, he felt his face dimple into a smile at that sound, it was enchanting, something you would half expect a siren to make before she drowned you.

'Ok then' Vince said, trying to regain control 'I expect you all to make yourself known and friendly to Miss Taylor shortly. Now let's go put on a great show for our fans!'

John got up; he needed to talk to Vince about his storyline with the NXT Rookies.

'Vince, can I have a minute, it's about the NXT rookie's storyline.

'Just then he realised that Leslie was standing next to him, also smiling at Vince, glancing at her, he said amiably 'ladies first, though'

Expecting a friendly reply, all he got was a cold stare instead.

'Vince, I need to talk to you about the outfits you sent me...I don't know exactly what impression I made on you, but I don't think it was that I go around wearing leopard print spandex and a gaudy gold and pink cow boy hat's. We don't even have leopards in Australia apart from in zoos! I have my own uniforms and I would prefer to wear them and actually be taken seriously by the other wrestlers, not mistaken for some Bogan hick!'

John was impressed, he rarely saw people stand up to Vince, especially women. Watching Vince, he could see that he was also taken aback by the new divas daring, but they both couldn't help but be impressed.

'Fine Leslie, if you wish to use your own outfits for now, go ahead, but I would like you to meet with the fashion director at some date so that you can create a new variety of outfits, ok?'

'Fine' John watched her stalk out of the room and smiled, she was a breath of fresh air.


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