A/N: Okay people, I'm telling you now...I have never seen a Shelton Benjamin fic...so I don't care, I'm making him a new rookie in his story...deal with it, he's 18 in this story.

Ari's POV

"Happy Birthday dear Ari, Happy Birthday to you!" they sang. It was my 16th birthday, and I couldn't be happier. It had been 10 years since my parents adopted me and my brother Matt, who fallowed our dad into the wrestling business. My life was amazing!

"Thanks, you guys! I'm glad you guys came to my big 1-6."

"No prob, princess. Remember, daddy loves you, we all do." My dad said to me, pulling me into a hug.

"I love you too, Munchkin!" Uncle Wayne said, hugging me too.

"Ditto, Uncle Waynie, and don't call me 'Munchkin'!"

"You know he can't help it!" My mom said, kissing me on my forehead. I really admire my mom; she is so strong, and beautiful.

"Hey, princess! Happy birthday!" A voice said from behind me.

"Uncle RANDY!!!!!!" I screamed, jumping in his arms. I hadn't seen him in like, forever.

"What about me, Munchkin?"

"Aunt Beautifull, please don't call me that!" I said, hugging her.

"Ari, happy birthday, munchkin!" I heard a voice say. I turned around, and there was my big brother Matt. I was so happy to see him because he was always on the road with WWE.

"Monster! Come here Matthew, I missed you so much! I can't believe you're here!"

"Do you really think I would miss my baby sister's 16th birthday?" he said, hugging me again, and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"I mean, I thought Vince had you working in Tampa tonight?" I said.

"I told him I had an emergency here in Boston, and I couldn't be in Florida."

"Matt, you're amazing"

"I know. Looks like your party's winding down..."

"I know...hey guess what?"

"What?"

"Dad got me a cell phone!"

"About time...I bet he got sick of you running up the phone bill talking to me, Nikki and Tests."

"I know...here's the number," I said, handing him my new cell on a slip of paper.

"Oh, here's your present!" he said, handing me an envelope. I opened the envelope, and it was a plane ticket to Fresno, California, and a back stage pass for Wrestelmania XXX, which was in three weeks. I was psyched, because I'd never seen Matt wrestle, not counting his OVW days, and when he was training with my dad.

"Holy shit Matt! This is amazing! WMXXX? I thought that it was already sold out?"

"That's why there's no ticket...just an all access pass, which will let you in everything. Happy 1-6 Munchkin," he said, hugging me.

"Thanks, Monster."

"I'll see you in Fresno! I gotta go, I'm meeting a good friend of mine, and we're going to the next city together. Love you Munchkin!"

"Don't call me that! Love you too, Monster."

"See you soon!"

That night, I sat in my room at my parent's house, and I thought about my life so far. My mom beat the shit out of me and I was taken out of custody before I could start Kindergarten. When I was six, I was raped every night for a month, and right before my seventh birthday, I was adopted by my parents along with Matt, who is four years older than me. Since then, everything has been amazing. It's like I'm living in a fairy tale. The only thing that bugged me was...how come I was never able to meet my Dad's side of the family. When ever I asked about them, dad would shut down, and not talk to me, mom or Matt until me changed the subject. I still don't understand why. Oh well, I'll figure it out some how...I crawled into my bed, kissed the picture of my family on my bedside table, and went to sleep.

Ari's POV

I was walking through the Arena, looking for my brother, of course. As usual, Matt had forgotten about me, and I was wondering around aimlessly. All of a sudden, I ran into some one, and the second I saw her, I screamed.

"NICOLE MARIA GUERRERO!" I screamed down the hall, causing a scene and loving it.

"ARIEL NICOLE CENA!" she yelled back, running down the hall towards me. I ran towards her, and we hugged when we got to each other.

"Dude, I'm so sorry for missing your big 1-6. I had to work, and you know how that is... I was main eventing for my title." She said, motioning towards the belt on her shoulder.

"I get it...I grew up around the business...I know that sometimes, the work gets in the way." I said to my best friend. She was three years older, but she was always there for me.

"You traveling with us?"

"I don't know, I mean, I'm out of school for the summer, I might travel with you guys, if Matt says its cool."

"Well, I gotta go; my match is first...I gotta get to gorilla. See ya Munchkin!" she said.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"

"BYE MUNCHKIN!

I hurried down the hall. I paused by a stage hand and asked for the men's locker room. U got my information, and kept going. When I got to the right door, I knocked. I was speechless when I opened the door. Standing there was an amazingly sexy guy there in wrestling gear, which consisted of Blue jean shorts, and black wrestling boots. He had the most amazing abs in the world. I couldn't stop staring.

"Can I help you?" he said, smiling at me.

"Uh, yeah, I'm looking for Matthew Cena. Is he here?" I said, twisting a strand of hair around my finger.

He licked his lips at me, smiled. "Yeah, he's here, but why talks to him, when you can talk to me?" God, he looked good.

"Look man, are you going to let me in or not?" I said, not wanting to answer his question.

"Hold on, shorty...Cena! It's some chick here for you, and she's HOT!"

"How hot is she, Shelt?" I heard my brother yell back.

"Let's just say that Hell is like the North Pole compared to her."

"That hot?"

"Yeah!"

"Here I come!"

I smiled and started laughing, when Matt came to the door, saw me, and slapped the guy in the head.

"Dude, I thought you said it was a hot chick out here?" he said to his friend.

"She is hot!"

"No she is not! She's my baby sister you ass hole!" Matt said, pulling me into a hug.

"How you doing, huh? How was your trip in, Munchkin?" he said, kissing my forehead.

"Monster, how many times have I told you not to call me Munchkin in public?" I said, exasperated.

"Well, you call me Monster in public, so fair is fair." We laughed for a minute, and then we noticed that Matt's friend was still standing there, staring at me.

"Take a picture dude, it'll last longer," I commented, laughing at him.

"Shelton, this is my little sister, Ariel, and Ari, this is my stupid best friend, and tag team partner, Shelton Benjamin." He smiled, and stuck out his hand.

I shook his hand, and I got all shivery. God, he was sexy...and his smile was heart melting.

"Nice to meet you Shelton." I said, smiling back.

"No, the pleasures all mine, Ariel." He said, kissing my hand. My smile got bigger, and that's when Matt went into big brother mode.

"Call me Ari...all of my friends do."

"Cool, shorty." He said, still grinning, and still holding my hand.

"Dude, you realize that you're hitting on my little sister in front of me, right?" he said, raising his eyebrows at him.

"Oh, shit. My bad dog..." he finally let go of my hand.

"What ever man, let's go. Ari, we've got a match for the title, wanna watch from gorilla like we did with dad's old matches?" he said, smirking at my excitement.

"Hell yeah! I haven't seen you wrestle since OVW." I said, laughing as they put on matching jerseys. We were walking towards gorilla, when I saw my other best friend besides Nikki.

"Tess!" I shouted, making the Calloway girl turn around.

"Ari? Dude, what you are doing here?" she said to me.

"Dude, I could say the same to you...you're not ole enough to have a contract yet."

"I'm visiting my big bro, Chris. What's your excuse?" she said, eying Matt.

"You're looking at him baby!" Matt said, jokingly, making us all laugh.

"Gotta go, but here's my new cell number, I said, writing it down twice. Give it to Nikki for me...I think I might be traveling with you guys, if the wonderfully overprotective Wrestling Legend known as John Cena says it's cool." I said, laughing at my own joke.

"Little One?" I slowly turned around to see the nearly 7 foot tall teddy bear also known as Mark Calloway.

"Uncle Mark! What are you doing here, Old Man? I thought you'd still be at the commentators table with Uncle Eddie."

"Girly, don't call me Old man, I'll harm you. And second, I'm on my break, they're inducting me, Glen and Eddie into the Hall of Fame tonight."

I jumped in his arms, and hugged him. Then Matt gave him a "manly" hug, congratulating one of the men who taught him everything he knew about the business.

"Well, Uncle Markey, I gotta go watch Matt and Shelton's match. See ya!" I said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Markey?" Shelton chuckled.

"Bye Munchkin, see you soon, Monster." Mark said, eyeing Shelton.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT IN PUBLIC!" we both yelled at his back.

"Let's just get to our match!" Matt said.

"Amen!" I said, giggling.

Shelton's POV

I didn't know Cena had a baby sister...I wonder how old she is, I'm hoping seventeen, eighteen... cause she is Fine! I'll ask Matt about her after we finish our work. We were facing a couple of older, better known wrestlers, Mark Jindrak, and Garrison Cade. They were pretty good wrestlers, and a damn good tag team, but we were predetermined to win, so I was ecstatic. I mean, Matt's be in a year, but this was my first pay-per-view, and I was to become tag-team champ! I couldn't wait.

After Match

"Great match guys!" Ari said first hugging Matt, then me. When I hugged her, I could smell the raspberry shampoo that she used. Having her in my arms for that couple of seconds felt like heaven. She fit perfectly there. I looked at her body while she talked to Matt. She had pretty dark blonde, almost brown, hair. Her green eyes seemed like they could look right through you. She had nice, long legs, a killer body, and her navel was pierced. She was still rather short though. I thought she was hot as hell in her little skirt that stopped right above her knees, and her 'Word Life' tank top with the matching trucker cap. On her feet, was a pair of blue and white Chuck Taylor's.

"Thanks, Shorty." I said, smiling at her.

"Don't call me 'Shorty!" she said, smirking at me.

"Why? You are short...Shorty"

"You're lucky I have this skirt on...I'd kick your ass."

I smirked at her. "Are you serious? Sweetie, there's no way you're beating me."

"You're forgetting something..." she said

"And what is that, Shorty."

"My family. John Cena's my dad, AC Young is my mom, Matt Cena is my brother, Randy Orton, and The Rock, are my uncles, The Undertaker, Kane, Evolution, Matt and Jeff Hardy, Steve Austin, Eddie Guerrero, Charlie Hass, Rob Szitowski (A/N: can't spell RVD's real last name...don't kill me!) Adam Copeland, Jay Reso, and Chris Irvine all good friends of my dad, and they're practically all like uncles to me. So why in hell can't I beat you?" she said, hands on her hips.

"Because I'm not them...and I'm the next big thing!" I said.

"Please don't get all cocky and what not, you'll be sounding like my Uncle Randy!"

"No one sounds as good as the Legend Killer!" I heard the Heavyweight Champ say, picking her up from behind.

"Hello Uncle Randall!" Ari said.

"Ariel Nicole Cena, how many times have I told you? It's Uncle RANDY!" he joked.

"Uncle Randal Keith Orton, why did you use my full name like that?" she said, smirking at him. He went to throw her over his shoulder, but she reminded him that she had a skirt on, and that there was a Rookie wrestler present that wasn't her brother. 'Damn" I thought.

"Munchkin, why are you hanging out with this guy? He's nothing compared to the Great One!" I heard another voice say.

"Uncle Waynie! What are you doing here?" Ari said, hugging my favorite wrestler of all time.

"They're inducting me into the hall of fame!"

"Aw...doesn't that make you feel all old and what not?" she smirked.

"Sweetie, The Rock is never old! Who's this guy, he looks like a star struck teenager."

"Uh, I'm- Shelt- Shelton Benjamin," I stuttered out. 'Get it together Benzie. Calm the hell down!' I thought to my self.

"Okay...well, it's time for the hall of famers to be inducted, he said, walking towards gorilla. Soon fallowing him, each one kissing her on the forehead as he passed, The Rock, Eddie Guerrero, Stone Cold, Ric Flair, Paul Levesque, Glenn Jacobs, Booker T, Rey Mysterio, Randy Orton, Chavo Guerrero, Mark Calloway, and Bill Goldberg. 'Damn, I better not fuck up with her; I'll get my ass kicked.' I thought to myself.

"Shorty, let me holler at you for a minute," I said, pulling her away from Matt, who was in conversation with Randy and Rey.

"Sure, what's up?" she said, fixing her tank top, so her piercing didn't show; I was assuming that no one knew about that.

"Well, I don't usually do this, but if you do travel with Cena, would you consider going out with me?" I was nervous as hell, hoping she would say yes.

"Are you asking me out?" she said, smiling at me.

"Yeah! Is it that obvious," I smirked back, trying to play it cool.

"Well, okay."

"You promise you'll go out with me?" I said, joking with her.

"Yeah, I promise."

"I'm gonna hold you to that!"

"I bet you will. Here's my cell number, call me." She said, handing me a scrap of paper that said "Ari 859-4532. 3(for those who don't know, that's a heart). I grinned, and put it in my pocket.

"I'll defiantly be calling you later."

"Good, I want you to."

"Ari! We gotta get back to the hotel. Dad dropped off your junk, you're traveling with me for the summer, and you're going back in time for you to get back to school." Matt said, dragging her away from me.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming Monster. It was nice to meet you, Shelton." She said, kissing me on my cheek.

"Yeah, same here." I said, hugging her. She walked off with her brother, who was giving me a strange look. I went back to my Hotel room, and thought about Ari.

Ari's POV.

I was having a good time hanging with Matt. He's my big brother, and I'll always have a blast with him.

"Hey Matt?" I said, as we were in the car, on our way to the hotel.

"What's up?"

"What's up with your boy, Shelton?" I said.

"Why?"

"Just curious."

"Ariel Nicole Cena, he is too old for you, now get whatever little crush you have on him out of your system." He said, looking at me.

"What ever man," I said, answering my cell phone. "Hello? What's up Shelton? I know, I promised. So when? In LA? Cool, I know this spot there...it's amazing. I know, I can't wait either. See ya." I hung up my cell, and I knew what was coming next. I mouthed every word my brother said.

"Ariel Nicole Cena! What were you thinking? He's way too old for you!" Matt said, practically screaming at me.

"Wow Matthew, wasn't Julia two years younger than you? Didn't you go out with her?" I said, thinking of the one girl that I completely despised. God, she was such a bitch to me.

"That was different."

"How?"

"You're my little sister, Shelton is my friend. I don't trust any one when it comes to you...especially Shelton. He's always been the playboy of the group. Why couldn't you be into Angle or something?" Angle was Kris, Kurt Angle's son. He was cool, but he was irritating, and I didn't really like him that much.

"Kris is a douche bag. And he's rather lame, if you catch my drift."

"Okay, Ari, I'm trusting you on this one...just don't get all caught up on him."

"What ever Monster, it's only one date!" I said as he pulled into the hotel parking lot.

"That's all it's going to be too,"

We got into the hotel, showered, and got ready for bed. I was writing in my journal, when my cell phone rang.

"Hello?" I said

"Ariel?" a woman's voice said.

"Yes, who is this?"

"I'm your mother."

"This isn't my mom, my mother's name is AC Cena."

"No, your biological mother."

Oh no! A Cliff hanger! Should I continue with this one or not? Give me five reviews, and I'll give you the next chapter.