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--9 days later on RAW--

"Serena, we've found the perfect place for you," JR said later that night.

"That's great to hear. I thought you forgot about me or something," she said honestly. They hadn't phoned her until 5 o'clock on Saturday to tell her they'd need her on Monday. Not that she was complaining, but a little notice would've been nice. "So where should I be? Or rather, with whom?"

He laughed. "We're going to be putting you in an angle with Kurt Angle. Tonight he has a tag-team match with Chris Jericho against Triple H and Steve Austin. Both Jericho and Austin are going to be knocked down. Triple H is going to cover Kurt, but that's when you come out and stop that from happening. You got that?"

Serena nodded eagerly. "Definitely."

"Good. Now go get changed," he said, and then pointed to a door down the hall. "The divas dressing room is down that hall to the left. If you'll excuse me, I'm being paged."

She nodded as she watched him hurry away then turned the way he pointed. She was passing by an intersecting hallway, too engrossed in finding the locker room that she bumped into someone. She looked up and saw the blonde haired, former European Champion, Christian. "Sorry," she said, her cheeks turning a nice pink color.

"Nothing to worry about," he replied, looking at her briefly. "I'm Jason, but I haven't seen you backstage before. Who are you?"

"Serena MacKenzie," she answered quickly, probably too quickly. I probably came off sounding like some over eager fan, smooth. "This is my first night"

"Ahh, a Monday night Raw virgin huh?" He teased. "Need anybody to show you around?"

She smiled. "Actually, the diva's locker room seems to have disappeared since JR pointed me towards it. If you know where it is, that'd be fabulous."

Christian nodded. "That I can do." Serena looked at him curiously and held up his hands in defense. "I don't spend much time in or around it though." He caught her arm before she went in. "Do you think you're going to need someone to show you around on Thursday?"

"I think I might," Serena said and he let go of her arm. "I'll see you later." She slipped into the room and sighed when she saw it was empty. She had been hoping to meet a few of the divas. She rummaged through her bag and pulled out her clothes, a pair of super low-rise, faded jeans with rhinestones on the back pockets and a short, red white and blue striped tube top. She crimped a few sections of her hair and topped the outfit off with a white leather armband and semi-big silver hoop earrings.

"Next, on Raw. The main event tag-team match with the team of Kurt Angle and the Undisputed Champion Chris Jericho against the team of Stone Cold Steve Austin and the Game, Triple H. Stay tuned."

Serena glanced at the TV as a Final Fantasy X commercial come on and shoved her feet into her sneakers. She left the room to go wait at the entrance. She grabbed a chair, sat down, and waited nervously as the match went under way.

Twenty minutes later Serena waited in anticipation when she saw both Austin and Jericho lying unconscious outside the ring. She saw Triple H crawling towards a motionless Kurt Angle and took a deep breath and pushed through the heavy black curtains when she saw him drape one arm over Kurt's chest.

Serena ran out as fast as she could, thankful that she decided to wear sneakers and dove into the ring as the two-count was reached. She yanked on Triple H's leg to pull him off of Kurt and smiled sweetly when he turned to glare. She distracted the referee and smiled when she saw Kurt get up.

"Who's that JR!" The King was yelling. "Where'd she come from!"

Triple H was still glaring at her with his back to Kurt Angle, who took the opportunity to reach up and roll Triple H into a pin.

"He's got him pinned," Serena yelled to the referee, who rushed over and counted to three.

Kurt jumped up and looked at Serena uneasily until she smiled at him, took his hand and raised it to the audience's applause.

"So who are you?" Kurt asked once they were out of the audience's vision.

She held out her hand and he shook it slowly, still looking confused. "I'm Serena. I'm your valet now, I guess."

Kurt pondered that for a minute before spinning on his heel and stalking down the hall. "Vince!" Kurt yelled, trying to find his boss.

"I don't even care who you are, but what the hell do you think you're doing!" A female voice shrieked from down the hall. "You think you can flounce in here, interfere in my husband's match and cost him the win? I don't think so!"

Serena looked wide-eyed as Stephanie McMahon stalked towards her. "I was just helping the guy I was told to. It was nothing against your husband," she tried walking past her to go into the locker room but Stephanie blocked her path. "Excuse me."

Stephanie glared at her. "I'm going to talk to my father and when I do, you will be fired. Flair made a stupid decision when he hired you," she looked down her nose at Serena. "I bet you don't even know how to wrestle."

"Stephanie, I don't want my first meeting with you to be like this so I'll search you out when you're not being such a bitch," Serena said, unfazed. "Now if you'll excuse me," she trailed off pointedly and shut the door.

Serena started to change out of her ring clothes, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. "I don't know what your problem is," she said, pulling open the door. "But you're really-Oh," she blushed when she saw Kurt Angle standing there, a knowing look on his face. "Sorry, wrong person."

"Ah yes, that tirade must've been aimed at Princess McMahon," he answered with a smile. "I just wanted to say sorry if I came across as rude earlier. It's just that they're supposed to tell us about something like this beforehand. I guess you're going to be accompanying me to ringside now, huh?"

"As long as they keep telling me too," Serena replied. "Congratulations on your win, by the way."

He laughed. "Yeah, thanks to you. So I guess that means you're going to be there Thursday for my match against Edge?"

Serena nodded. "I'm kinda obligated. But you know William Regal is going to come out with those brass knuckles."

"Yeah, but that's only good for us as long as we both stay away from him." He turned to leave the room. "I'll see you Thursday then." She nodded and he left the room.

She glanced into the mirror. This was definitely going to be an interesting experience, she thought to herself, swinging her bag over her shoulder as she headed out to the car.

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