A/N. Okay, so thanks for the reviews! I hope you guys liked the last chapter for those of you who didn't review. But here's the next chapter! Hope you like it!!

Chapter 2.

Stepping into the air-conditioned building, I hugged my jacket closer to me, carefully adjusting my bag on my shoulder. The receptionist for the building, nodded at me with a smile. I smiled back and walked up to her.

"Can I help you?" She asked politely

"Hi, I was wondering if you could tell me where Vince McMahon's office is. I have an appointment."

"Top floor." I nodded, saying my thanks, before walking to the elevator. The doors opened and I stepped in pressing the 27th floor button. As the door's were closing, I heard someone yell 'Wait!' My hand quickly shot out, stopping the doors from closing. A man with brown hair and blue eyes ran up and stopped the door. He looked around my age. He smiled

"Thanks!" He said before turning around "Will you guys hurry up?! I don't want to keep this beautiful women from waiting!" I blushed hard, looking down at the ground and crossing my arms over my chest.

"Chill out Cody were coming!" Another man yelled at him. 4 other men stepped into the elevator and suddenly I felt smaller than my already 5 foot 1 inch frame. I backed up against the wall, trying not to get squished.

"What do you think Vince wants?" The blond of the group asked

"I don't know, hopefully something good!" A brown haired man said

"Your such a kiss ass, Cena!"

"Fuck you, Orton!"

"You guys! Shut the hell up! There is a lady in here!" The one that I saw first said motioning to me. The guy named "Orton" backed up, accidentally backing into me, making me drop my bag, the contents spewing everywhere. Quickly, I bend down to gather them up.

"Oh, sorry."He mumbled trying to bend down but there was no room.

"No worries." I said not making eye contact. I felt someone looking at me, and as I glanced up I saw the blond checking me out. I looked back down and quickly finished gathering my things, before standing up and putting my papers back in the bag. The doors dinged and we were finally at the 27th floor. Everyone of us got out. I walked past the guys and over to the receptionist.

"I'm here to see Vince McMahon. My name is Bianca Carver." I stated as I felt the same guys in the elevator walk up behind me. I waited as the secretary typed something into the computer.

"Go ahead. He's through those doors." She smiled politely pointing behind me.

"Thank you." I said turning around, bumping right into one of the guys. A hand wrapped around my arm, making sure I didn't fall. I looked up into piercing blue eyes that should make you run for your life. Being a writer, that made me more intrigued. I steadied myself but he kept his hand on my arm.

"Thank you." I whispered still staring at him

"Your welcome." He said with a smile carefully letting me go. I bite my lip before walking past him.

"So Miss Carver, I've read about you." Vince McMahon said leaning back in his chair, 20 minutes into my meeting with him

"Really? That sucks." I sighed.

"Whys that?" He asked locking his hands and placing his elbows on the arms of his chair.

"Because I don't have anything published. Actually, I think the only thing I have ever published, besides anything in my high school and college career, was one article in the local newspaper about how the schools in this area are horrible and should be changed. I personally thought it was horrible and that's really what the newspapers were looking for."

"And you didn't like that about them?" He asked leaning forward

"Absolutely not."

"Well, Miss Carver, lets get down to business. I called you here for a reason, that reason being that I want you to write a book."

"A book? Why me? I mean you could easily get some other much more talented writer to write this for you."

"Miss Carver, I picked you for a reason."

"That reason being?" I pushed, leaning forward in my chair. Vince smirked

"I like your attitude. You don't take shit from anyone." He chortled adjusting his tie. "You're young. You're bright. And reading this one little page from your book, is making me just want to hire you more and more. So what do you say Miss Carver?"

"Well, Mr. McMahon, I say you tell me a little more about what you're looking this book to be about, and give me all access to your staff, and I'd say you have yourself a deal."

"Holy Fuck!" Danny exclaimed looking through the contract, later that night.

"How you're a lawyer, I don't know." I rolled my eyes, as I finished cooking.

"I can't believe you're leaving us!" Andy exclaimed

"I'm sorry Andy! But this could be my big break you guys! I could finally get recognized for my work!" I smiled at the thought.

"Well I say, you go out there and have some fun!" Danny exclaimed standing up

"Thank you!" I giggled. "Just think I leave tomorrow for as long as it takes for me to get my story." I smiled turning around. "You guys? I have a story!" All of us burst into laughter. God, I love my friends.

"SO this is it, huh?" Andy sniffed wrapping her arms around me.

"I'll call! Don't worry!" I giggled before hugging Danny.

"I hate to admit it, but I'm gonna miss you." Danny said letting me go. I laughed.

"I love you too Danny." I rolled my eyes playfully. She laughed. After an emotional 15 minutes, I finally boarded the plane. This job is going to give me the best story I have ever written. I just know it will.