Author's note: Okay so my screen name is Randy's gal and so far I have not wrote a Randy fic. So here is one. Let me know what you think. (Oh yeah and this was written back when Ric Flair was "co-owner" of the WWE)
Life's unexpected changes- chapter 1
Jessica,
Please do not hate me. I know for the last fifteen years its been just you and I- The Girls. Now things need to change. I can no longer be what you need. You deserve so much better than I can give you. I need to leave now. But before I do, I need to tell you, your father is Ric Flair. I'm sorry I've hidden it from you for so long...
I read the letter again. I must've read it a hundred times since the cops handed it to me just two days before when they were searching the scene after my mother had commited suicide. At fifteen, the worst thing that had ever happened to me was walking in to find my mother dead.
And now, just a few days later I'm being shipped off to live with my father who I haven't known my whole life. I have to leave everything, my friends, my family, my boyfriend, and life to tour with my "father" who is a professional wrestler. I had been a fan of prowrestling my whole life, so I knew Ric's T.V. personna, but I was afraid of what he'd really be like.
I flew from Minnosota to California. I had grown up in Minnosota and never imagined leaving it. But now I had to grow accustomed to traveling all over, never settling in one place for very long.
The plane landed in San Fransisco at percisely 11:30 am. I had spoken to Ric on the phone the day before and he promised to meet me. When I got off the plane, I scanned the area. He was no where in sight. I began to worry. I was in a strange city where I didn't know anybody and the person who was supposed to pick me up wasn't there.
Then I saw someone I recongnized but only from her role on television. she was tall with long, dark, straight hair. She didn't have on as much make-up as she did when on T.V. She was holding a sign that said 'Jessica Stevens.' That's me. I walked over to her.
"Hello Stephanie McMahon. I'm Jessica Stevens," I said to her.
"Hello Jessica. Let's get your bags. Your father is awaiting your arrival at the arena." We grabbed my three bags, which only included a small portion of my clothing- the rest were at my grandparents house in Minnosota- and got in the limo that was waiting for us outside.
"So tell me a little about yourself," Stephanie said. It took about half and hour to get to the arena. During the ride we talked about everything and became very good friends. When we got to the arena, Ric was in a meeting with Vincent K. McMahon, Stephanie's father and owner of WWE.
"Alice, be a doll, and please tell daddy and Mr. Flair that Jessica and Stephanie are here for them," Steph said to a petite brunette sitting behind a desk infront of a door that said Vince McMahon.
"I'll inform them." She walked into the office. Stephanie and I stood there waiting when I heard someone call me from behind.
"Jessi, is that you?" The voice said. I turned around and saw Rand Orton headed towards me. Randy and I had been next door neighbors growing up and were really close despite the age difference.
"Randy, Oh my God!" I called and ran up to hug him. He had moved away three years before to get into the Wrestling World. He visited me once during the first year and then I hadn't seen him until now.
"You two know each other?" Stephanie asked.
"Yeah, we grew up together," Randy said.
"Right next door to each other," I added.
"Cool," Stephanie responded.
"So Jessi, what are you doing here?" Randy asked.
"My mother died and I had to come live with my father."
"Who is your father?" He inquired. Ric Flair walked out of the room at that moment.
"Jessica?" Ric asked me.
"Ric?" Randy asked.
"Yes." I answered both of them at the same time.
Life's unexpected changes- chapter 1
Jessica,
Please do not hate me. I know for the last fifteen years its been just you and I- The Girls. Now things need to change. I can no longer be what you need. You deserve so much better than I can give you. I need to leave now. But before I do, I need to tell you, your father is Ric Flair. I'm sorry I've hidden it from you for so long...
I read the letter again. I must've read it a hundred times since the cops handed it to me just two days before when they were searching the scene after my mother had commited suicide. At fifteen, the worst thing that had ever happened to me was walking in to find my mother dead.
And now, just a few days later I'm being shipped off to live with my father who I haven't known my whole life. I have to leave everything, my friends, my family, my boyfriend, and life to tour with my "father" who is a professional wrestler. I had been a fan of prowrestling my whole life, so I knew Ric's T.V. personna, but I was afraid of what he'd really be like.
I flew from Minnosota to California. I had grown up in Minnosota and never imagined leaving it. But now I had to grow accustomed to traveling all over, never settling in one place for very long.
The plane landed in San Fransisco at percisely 11:30 am. I had spoken to Ric on the phone the day before and he promised to meet me. When I got off the plane, I scanned the area. He was no where in sight. I began to worry. I was in a strange city where I didn't know anybody and the person who was supposed to pick me up wasn't there.
Then I saw someone I recongnized but only from her role on television. she was tall with long, dark, straight hair. She didn't have on as much make-up as she did when on T.V. She was holding a sign that said 'Jessica Stevens.' That's me. I walked over to her.
"Hello Stephanie McMahon. I'm Jessica Stevens," I said to her.
"Hello Jessica. Let's get your bags. Your father is awaiting your arrival at the arena." We grabbed my three bags, which only included a small portion of my clothing- the rest were at my grandparents house in Minnosota- and got in the limo that was waiting for us outside.
"So tell me a little about yourself," Stephanie said. It took about half and hour to get to the arena. During the ride we talked about everything and became very good friends. When we got to the arena, Ric was in a meeting with Vincent K. McMahon, Stephanie's father and owner of WWE.
"Alice, be a doll, and please tell daddy and Mr. Flair that Jessica and Stephanie are here for them," Steph said to a petite brunette sitting behind a desk infront of a door that said Vince McMahon.
"I'll inform them." She walked into the office. Stephanie and I stood there waiting when I heard someone call me from behind.
"Jessi, is that you?" The voice said. I turned around and saw Rand Orton headed towards me. Randy and I had been next door neighbors growing up and were really close despite the age difference.
"Randy, Oh my God!" I called and ran up to hug him. He had moved away three years before to get into the Wrestling World. He visited me once during the first year and then I hadn't seen him until now.
"You two know each other?" Stephanie asked.
"Yeah, we grew up together," Randy said.
"Right next door to each other," I added.
"Cool," Stephanie responded.
"So Jessi, what are you doing here?" Randy asked.
"My mother died and I had to come live with my father."
"Who is your father?" He inquired. Ric Flair walked out of the room at that moment.
"Jessica?" Ric asked me.
"Ric?" Randy asked.
"Yes." I answered both of them at the same time.