DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own anyone affiliated with WWE. I only own Pandora, SJ, Cally, and Sophie, Louise / Calandra and Johnny boy. Any other new characters will be placed in a separate disclaimer when they appear in chapters. I do not own the Omen clothing line, but a lot of my clothes do come from there because I love their stuff.

Oh my word!!! The WWE just brought our company, THE actual WWE. Ok I know that you're all saying to me that there's only one WWE. You know what I mean, this is the dream job, and it's the big promotion, the ultimate goal, however you look at it. I hope I don't screw it up, man I'm so nervous, over half of us have already been sent to OVW and so far only Johnny boy has got to the big 3 ( you know Raw, Smackdown and ECW). He's gone to ECW. I hope that SJ and I don't get split up; we've been together since before we even thought about training to wrestle. They are calling us in groups of about 10 and then we go in individually to learn our fate. That's where I am now, in the backstage area of Wembley Arena where posters have been placed on certain doors depicting things like where the male talent needs to go and where the wardrobe department is. As you can probably guess I'm sitting outside with SJ and a few others, we are the last lot to be called in, and I swear to you I'm shaking more than the first time I had an intergender match. I don't want it to end, I love the thrill, the feel of having a thousand strong crowd behind you, of seeing the fans who have queued for hours just to catch a glimpse of their favourite wrestlers. My name's just been called.

I'm going to ECW, I'm going to ECW, and I can't believe it. SJ is staying with me and we are going to be partnered with another girl that they want to bring up from OVW. They want a group to offset the Extreme Exposé. I get to keep my character and SJ will get a revamp, basically we are going to be dark, not quite Ariel dark, but pretty close. I did ask that we don't be put with anyone, mainly guys, if possible. I mean obviously if there's a mixed tag match then one of us (or all of us) would be partnered with a guy, but I meant in the valet/manager point of view. I know that I shouldn't have said anything, just kept my mouth shut and my head down, you know not make any waves as one of the newbie's. I couldn't help it; it just slipped out, luckily for me they felt the same way, I mean Mrs McMahon and the creative team. Tuesday night here I come.

SJ and I travelled to London Heathrow Airport to catch our flight to America to meet up with the roster and our new team mate. Well after a long flight, well not too long in my eyes seeing as how I fell asleep and all that we touched down in the JFK airport. After collecting our luggage, we made our way through the arrivals gate to be greeted by Louise, our new team member. She drove us down to the arena to start our first 'official' day. I hope that at least some one on the roster will like us. I know that you shouldn't always believe the rumours that fly around, but it's always weird entering a new place of work no matter where it's for.

To think I was nervous, Louise immediately introduced us to Matt, Jeff and Shannon, who were outside in the car park running around like lunatics. Looking at them is like looking at the older, male versions of me, that's a scary thought! Still the time had come to go to the locker rooms and prepare for the upcoming show. After dumping our gear in the room, we were called to go and retrieve our scripts for the night. We had a pretty simple debut, all we had to do was interrupt the Extreme Exposé, and scare them off. Eventually it would build up, and we would go from there. Louise was assigned her in ring name of Calandra which, with the exception of SJ's name (which was, wait for it, SJ!), gave us the air of being mysterious and slightly dark. I have no problem with that, getting my dark side out in ring allows me to be more carefree outside.

We are all changed now and waiting in the Gorilla pit, waiting to come out. We had to leave enough time to start getting some people enjoying the show these girls give every week. Pretty soon the black roses and red lilies started falling on them and our music hit the speakers. We sauntered out acting like we didn't have a care in the world; Louise went over to sit behind Tazz and Joey, while SJ entered the ring and started glaring at Kelly Kelly. Layla grabbed a microphone off one of the ringside assistants, "who the hell do you think you are? It's bad enough when the guys interrupt us, and now some wannabe divas think that they are good enough to interrupt us as well." I had climbed into the ring by this time and was positioned behind her with a microphone up to my lips ready for my little monologue. "Wannabe divas, well at least we want to fight, which I'm pretty certain is why these fine people paid money to see this show tonight. NOT to see some girls in next to nothing attempt at dancing and doing half decent back flips." That one earned me a slap, ok so it was in the script, but I told her to go for it. My dead duck can hit better than she does, if I had a dead duck.