Flashback

Now it was my turn for Senior Prom…oh joy. Maria was coming down, I still to this day don't know why that chick wanted to be in Oklahoma. I went and got Michelle and we went to the Oklahoma City airport to pick up Maria. I had to use my mom's Jimmy, which would soon be my car for good. My two-seater Miata wouldn't even have enough room for Maria to put her luggage even if Michelle didn't come.

I don't think Michelle really expected it to be like that. I'm sure on some level she knew Maria was a psycho, but I don't think she was ready for it. A girl from New York and girls from Oklahoma, yes very hard to mix together. We got through it though, there never really was a problem, Michelle was just in awe of Maria. We got back to my house and put our bags down. We went and ate dinner at Western Sizzlin, and then I took Michelle home. Maria and I went back to my house to watch Ready to Rumble. I think we both fell asleep at the part where they meet Jimmy King's parents. We got up the next day and pretty much did the same thing for Maria's Senior Ball.

We both wore the same dresses, I was taller though, and my legs had grown…a lot so my dress was shorter. As if I really cared though, I hated shopping, I still do. We went to the prom. Everybody was happy to meet Maria, they all knew who she was too, I couldn't keep my mouth shut about her. Maria did have a few words with a certain person that will remain nameless. The prom was fun, I won't deny myself that.

Prom was Saturday Night, just like Maria's. RAW was going to be in Oklahoma City on Monday night. I had camped out and gotten us front row ringside seats! Man it was a blast!

That was it, for now. That was the last night of fun for us. I said something and it made Maria so pissed off. I don't even remember what it was. We got in this huge argument and argued on the way home. I started crying while she was screaming it was awful. We got back to my house and she packed her things. I drove her to the airport, for another round of arguing, this time I fought back. The last thing I said to her was, "Goodbye Maria, I'll see you in the WWE." And she left. She boarded the next flight to New York and was gone. That was the worst night of my entire life. I cried all the way back home, and I cried for 3 days straight. I thought I was going to die.

That was the worst time in my life. The worst, nothing could cheer me up. I'll admit that I smiled on RAW one night when The Rock came back. Heck, I'll even admit that I laughed. But as soon as RAW went off at 10:05 I was depressed again. I graduated High school and then I traded my mom my Miata for her Jimmy.

I loved that SUV. Loved it! I laid the seats back, threw in my sleeping bag, took all my money and I was gone. I had no idea where I was going. I just had to keep my life moving. I didn't have Maria anymore, I basically had nothing. I drove all night that night, just thinking. I finally stopped in Alabama.

I got some caffeine in me and got a newspaper. And what was right there on the front? A wrestling school, brand spankin' new at that. I immediately called the trainer, her name was Catherine. I told her my situation; she was very understanding I was impressed. She told me to come down after lunch that day and I could watch what went on. I barely ate that day, I was really excited. My first ever wrestling school. And you know what? I didn't want to sit and watch. I wanted to be in the action. So I pulled on some shorts I used to work out in and changed into a tank top. I already had on a sports bra, its all I wear, haha!

I went inside, and my life changed, at that moment, my life changed. Inside it was nothing more than a rundown school auditorium with a wrestling ring and some mats. Standing around talking were a bunch of guys that wouldn't stop staring at me. Hadn't they seen a girl before? I was already sweaty and nasty looking. Some of my hair had sprung out of the pony tail, and I was sweaty from running all the way there. I thought I'd give myself a little warm up, I wish I hadn't.

I looked around again and I saw another girl there. That was who I would know to be Catherine. She was 5'9, she had brown-red hair, and she was stacked. Not like…body building stacked, but that girl had some muscle. I walked over and introduced myself. She smiled and said she was glad to have me. She told me I could watch for the first day to get a feel of what they did or just jump in. Me? Katy? Wait? HA!

I kind of wished I would have waited. Not that it would have made it any easier but one day without pain. I don't know what I was thinking. For an hour we warmed up. Catherine made us run to the high school football stadium and run up and down the bleachers 50 times. And then we still had to run all the way back to the auditorium. And what did that bum do? She rode a four-wheeler and would run the tires down on our heels if we were slacking!

Once back inside, we had a "5-minute break." Yeah right, 5 minutes my Oklahoma butt. We got like 30 seconds to sit down and take a drink. Then we went into the ring where Catherine demonstrated what all we would be doing in there. That went on for I think 2 hours. I lost track of time, I really did. After that, Catherine would select two people from our small group to wrestle a short match. She didn't pick me and I thank my lucky stars for that. I really don't think I could have lifted a guy. Instead she picked two other guys, John and Scott.

Woo Scott…now he was a cutie! He had a really nice, toned body that my hazel eyes could not stop staring at. His hair was a nice light blonde, and his eyes were green. And he had abs, 8 of them, yes I counted, many times. And he was actually a very nice guy. He was funny, and was not a self-involved jerk. But we'll move on to that man later.

I walked, more like limped, back to my car that night. But I couldn't stand it any longer, I had to call Maria. It was eating me up. I'd gone so long without talking to my best friend. I drove to a hotel, it was cheap, and dirty, but I didn't care I wanted a shower, a phone, and a bed. First thing I did when I got there was take a shower. Ahhh it felt sooo good!! I reviewed what I was going to tell Maria aloud. I'm sure the people in the room next to me thought I was nuts. Because you could hear anything through those paper thin walls. I finally got up the nerve and I called her. She hung up on me the first two times. I was ready to give up, but I tried again. This time she stayed. I was so happy she was finally speaking, sure it wasn't a happy speaking, but still I could hear her voice again.

I told her where I was and what I'd been doing. She told me too. She was in OVW already, waiting for the call from the WWE. She'd spoken with Jim Ross a little bit before and he'd sent her to OVW to prepare her for the WWE. I told her I was sorry for what I'd said that night after RAW. I was surprised to hear from her an apology too. Not in a conceited, 'I ain't apologizing' to her!' kind of way, but I didn't think she'd done anything. But she did, she said she was sorry for making me cry and yelling at me. She'd said she had missed me like crazy and had dialed my number many times but couldn't actually let it ring. I was so happy! I had my best friend back and I was on my way to become a real wrestling diva!

"Come in," came Stephanie's voice from the other side of the door.

Here goes nothing I'd thought to myself as I walked in. I sat down on Stephanie's couch.

"Hello Stephanie, I just got done talking to your dad, am I really in a romance angle with Triple H?" I could barely say his name. I wanted to spit and throw up so bad.

"Yes, you are, Katy."

"Okay, I just wanted to make sure that you were okay with it. I mean, you two are married." How could she marry THAT? Man I hope she can't read my mind.

"Of course I am, it was my idea. And just so that you don't feel too bad, Maria will be involved in this storyline too. She'll play your best friend still, but she'll want to get you out of this relationship." Oh thank you Rock! "But you will disagree, saying that Hunter isn't who Maria thinks he is." G'dang it! C'mon! "And that's really all we know for right now. I have arranged for you two to share a locker room for the next RAW. But if you'd please excuse me I have some work I need to get done."

"Thank you very much, Stephanie." I smiled and left.

I wanted to scream, but more so I wanted to throw up. I thought I was going to for a second, but I just had to burp. I walked around and finally found Maria.

"Oh there you are! Oh my God Maria you won't believe this! Guess who I'm in a romance angle with! JUST GUESS!"

"The Rock?"

"Do you see me doing back flips?"

"Oh wow, this must be somebody bad. Okay uh I don't know Katy who?"

"Our best buddy in the whole world, that's right, Triple H!"

That stopped her, dead in her tracks, that stopped her.

"Are you fuckin' serious? HOW CAN VINCE DO THAT? Have you gone to Stephanie? Does she really want you with her husband?"

"Yes Maria, I'm serious. I went to Stephanie, that's where I just came from. Guess what, it was her idea! Oh and the best part is this, you are going to be involved. You are going to still be my best friend and you are going to want me out of this relationship because you don't like Hunter. I, on the other hand, think he is the greatest man to grace God's green Earth."

"Do I get to kick his ass?!" That's really what she wanted too, haha. She would like nothing more than to kick that big nosed freak's butt all over the WWE arena.

"I have no idea. Some talent guy is supposed to meet up with me and him later tonight to tell us the plans for tonight. And then on the next RAW, I'll no longer be in the Diva locker room. Oh no! I'm going to have to share a locker room with that pig!

"Ah c'mon now Katy, I know you want this," came the voice only the most repulsive man could have, the voice that at that moment made want to throw up everything I had.

"Oh sure I do Hunter, I want you like I want The Rock to die." And low and behold, who comes walkin' down the hallway at that moment and hears my comment, yes that's right, The Rock. Everybody in the WWE locker room knew I would die for that man, except of course, that man. So now, not only does he think I hate him, because every time he'd talk to me, I'd just forget what I was going to say and stare. But now he thinks I want him to die, and he thinks I want Triple H. Could this day get any worse? Whoops, spoke to soon.

Maria shot daggers into that low-life and then had to leave. She had a women's title match that night. And she was going to win too!!! The Rock continued his way to his locker room, after looking at me funny. Why, oh why, does he have to see me at my worst!? And then a small man in a RAW shirt came up to me and Triple H to tell us the plans for that night.

"Katy, you'll be in a singles match against Victoria." Victoria was known for her craziness in the ring, but she was one of the sweetest people I knew when she was outside of the ring. Her current thing you might say was she had Batista as a bodyguard. He wasn't actually her bodyguard, in the angle they were crazy, deranged, psychotic lovers. "You'll get the win and after the match Batista will come up behind you and back you into a turnbuckle." Oh joy, a big man who probably has stinky breath. I should tell Victoria to make sure he brushes before the match. "He'll grab you by the hair and throw you onto his shoulders, setting you up for the Batista bomb and then he'll drop you because Paul came up behind him and hit him. The fall will knock you out and Paul will carry you to the trainers. There's more, but I'll get the message to you later."

I went to the bathroom after that, I wanted to throw up, but I couldn't. G'dang it! RAW started and I was the second match. I came out after Victoria who was accompanied by Batista. The match was great, if I do say so myself. I won and I was celebrating and then Batista backed me into the corner. He grabbed my pretty blonde hair, not gently either…grrr and he threw me up on his shoulders. I was screaming like a banshee. I was supposed to be scared, and it wasn't exactly hard to play scared. That man is huge and I was really up there. He started to bring me down, when I fell down. Hunter had smacked him in the back with a chair. I laid in the ring waiting for my 'Prince Charming' (excuse me while I throw up) to come get me. He picked me and took me to the back. I couldn't do anything till I was in the trainer's room because the camera just had to film that. They finally cut the scene and I ran back to the divas locker room. I wanted to take a shower but the same guy in the RAW shirt came to me, and he told me the worst news of that day.

"That was great! You did well! After Maria's match, which will be the match before the main event, you will wake up on Paul's couch. You'll wonder where you are, he'll tell you and also tell you that the trainers said there was nothing they could do, you weren't seriously injured, just knocked out. So he will have taken you to his locker room. You wake up, he explains, and you two kiss."

WHOA! Tell me this little scrawny man that I could hurt did not just tell me that I would kiss the most repulsive man the man I hated most in this world. This day…SUCKS! I thanked him and then found Maria who was up after this match. I told her what was going on. She could not believe it. She swore up a storm too. I was afraid she was going to hurt somebody; I wish it could be Triple H. But before she could do anything too drastic a crewman came and got her. She was next, and I was after her.