It had been three weeks since Brianna had been the manager of one of the most popular teams in the WWE. She made all the agreements to signings and appearances outside of the arena as well as agreed to what types of matches the men, basically under her control, were allowed to participate in. Her role as manager also included having to ensure the superstars were in basically impeccable condition every night they competed in order to give their all to what they were doing.
Even though everyone was under the impression these decisions were made solely by Brianna, they were actually made with the assistance of Hunter and Vince. If they both agreed that Evolution should or should not compete one night, Brianna could not argue. Unlike the other managers in such a position before her though, she did not let it bother her because she had fun nonetheless. Also, it was a guilty pleasure not having her father ordering her to stay in his locker room all the time. Instead, she stayed with her uncles Hunter and Dave and obviously tried not to leave her uncle Ric's side since he was always saving her from Randy's attitude problem.
Since the day she met him, Randal Keith Orton seemed to hate Brianna's guts. He looked at her as though she were a child who was given too much opportunity because of her father's name in the business. Ever since Brianna was offered a contract by Vince, Randy especially seemed to further dislike her. This was simply because of the fact that one of his cousins was not deemed fit to be a WWE Diva because of her lack of athleticism. She was basically a snobby little brat, just like Randy, Brianna thought.
The show was scheduled to start in about twenty minutes and Brianna was sitting backstage at the arena of RAW in her dad's hometown of San Antonio, Texas. Obviously he was set to compete and so too, against one of his best friends, Chris Jericho. Sipping on some coffee and flipping through the pages of the night's script, Brianna jumped as someone poked her in the rib. She almost jumped out of her seat from the suddenness of the touch; she spilled all of her coffee on the script she was reading. "FUCK! WHAT IS WRONG WITH –" she froze. Hell, anyone would freeze mid-sentence and wish the floor would open up and swallow her if they realized they were yelling at the Viper. Randy's icy eyes were locked on her face and his expression said 'I really doubt this little kid is shouting at me 'cause her coffee spilled. It is her fault though.' His little smirk was beginning to get on her nerves to she composed herself quickly and did the most sardonic expression she could muster, ignoring her heart racing.
"Hey," he said. Brianna couldn't stop herself from repeating "HEY?" as though she had a hearing problem. He looked at her like the utter retard she knew he thought she was and smirked some more. "Careful" he muttered as he stood there watching her mutter some more swear words as she crumpled up the soaked script and threw it on the floor. Attempting to put her brave face on, she turned again to face the 6"5 male awaiting her attention. "Soooo Randy….to what do I owe this…surprise?" she asked. Her eyes darted to the ground as she found it extremely difficult to maintain eye contact.
"Why am I not in a solo match tonight? I thought the plan was I was supposed to be up against your dad. I'm in a tag team match with Dave against Charlie Haas and Shelton Benjamin. Why?" Brianna sighed. Once again, this decision was made for her. However, she refused to let Randy know she wasn't entirely calling the shots so she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly and looked up at him innocently, as though his question made no sense to her at all. Raising one eyebrow quizzically when he refused to say anything further, he rolled his eyes at her and stormed off. She knew he was displeased. She also knew that this was not her fault. Orton wanted to branch out and do his own thing but Vince thought that that was not wise at this point in his career.
Brianna shook her head and walked off, kicking the crumpled script on the ground as she did. She walked into the large locker room that Evolution was graced with and plumped down on one of the hard benches. Ignoring the excited chatter between her uncles standing in a corner of the room, Brianna felt a bit upset that she wasn't making any headway with Orton. Suddenly, the locker room door opened and the Heart Break Kid stepped inside. "Hey beautiful," he smiled at her and held out a single white rose to her as she jumped up from where she was sitting and hugged him tightly. It felt good to have him there at that moment. She needed his support especially when she was feeling like she wasn't doing a good job at keeping all her superstars happy.
Dave and Hunter stopped conversing and greeted their old friend and began telling him about Dave's last sex encounter with Melina. "EW. Okay, I'm out. Shall roam around the arena some more and ask God why I couldn't have normal uncles." Brianna grabbed her phone off the counter and slammed the door shut on the three men engrossed in a conversation that left Brianna only questioning why Dave got involved with Melina in the first place. The woman was not exactly evil, but from the stories she overheard, Brianna could conclude that Melina was using Dave for the publicity.
Brianna plugged her headset into her phone and stuck the ear buds in her ears and hummed along to Peroxwhy?gen's playlist on her phone. Peroxwhy?gen (pronounced per oxygen) was Jeff's band and somehow the sound of Jeff's voice made everything feel okay. She found a spot in a corner and sat on the floor and closed her eyes, leaning her head against the cold wall behind her.
She didn't even notice the shadow of the tall person looming over her. The person grew impatient though, and pulled an ear bud out of her ear. Annoyed, her eyes flew open and her mouth was ready to yell when she realized it was none other than Adam Copeland. Mainly known as Edge, the "Rated R Superstar", Adam grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her to her feet. "ADAMMMM!" she squealed. Adam smiled at her and squeezed her tiny frame against him. It had been so long since anyone was that happy to see him. Mostly because of the conflict with Amy Dumas and Matt Hardy, but hell, it still felt good to be appreciated.
Brianna hadn't spoken to Adam because of said conflict but she was too young to even understand why she was angry with him and sooner than expected, showed up to his locker room, ready to ask more questions about her crush at the time, Christian. "Where have you been?!" she questioned, her voice muffled against his chest. He chuckled and kissed her forehead before releasing her. "Here and there young one…just needed some time away from everyone…but I'm back now and that's what is important." His reply made her worried because as she looked up at his face, she saw the dark circles around his eyes, the overgrown facial hair that he knew she despised and the simple wary expression that showed that he was very tired and worn out. Even though he was the "bad guy" in the story, no one really understood that Adam genuinely loved Amy. As Brianna grew older and wiser about love from what she saw from the people around her, she knew it wasn't easy and it sure as hell was not fair.
Brianna and Adam walked around the arena, chatting and catching up on what was new. "Hmm….manager of Evolution you say?" he looked at her and she saw that he was grinning. "What's so funny?" she demanded. Her false anger just made him laugh out loud and put his long arm around her shoulder as they continued down the long hall. "Oh nothing…I just recall that one of your most favourite people in the world is now somewhat your responsibility…why not give him a match against Mark or something?" Giving Orton a match against the Undertaker was definitely sounding perfect at that moment. But that decision was not just hers to make.
Brianna quickly looked away and sighed. She hated not being able to make decisions on her own. "Well, well…if it isn't the devil himself…" she heard a velvety voice say from a few feet in front of her and Adam. Randy's tall, muscular frame approached them and grinned at his old friend Adam. Adam moved his arm from Brianna's shoulders and the two men smirked at each other and hugged each other, exchanging hard pats on their backs. Randy acted as though Brianna didn't exist and she did the same as he and Adam chatted. She stood there awkwardly though and Adam glanced at her and put his arm around her waist and pulled her to his side. Leaving his hand at the base of her spine, he continued conversing with Orton. Brianna tried to ignore Randy's eyes burning into her as he looked at Adam's hand's position.