Chapter V –Wooo!

She sat on Eric Bischoff's office waiting for him. It was her first day on Monday Night RAW and the General Manager had asked her to go talk to him before the show. She sat there thinking about everything that had happened to her in the past month. She went from a gym teacher in Texas to a WWE Superstar so fast! Most of her old students were wrestling fans and send her letters of support. She was remembering of those letters and smiling when the door suddenly opened.

"Bischoff we need to-" Christian stopped talking when he saw Cleo was the only one in the room. "Where's Bischoff? Who the hell are you?"

"I thinks he's late, I'm here waiting for him too. And I'm the new Diva, Cleo Guerrero."

"New Diva?" He raised his eyebrow. "You don't look like a Diva to me." She wasn't dressed for the show yet, she was wearing jeans, a white tank top and sneakers.

She opened her mouth to give a not very polite answer but right then Bischoff came in.

"Why are you all in my office?" He asked. Tomko was there too, since he had didn't know how to do pretty much anything besides following Christian around.

"Look, Bischoff, I'm here to talk about Shelton Benjamin having a match for the Intercontinental Championship tonight and not me!"

"Christian, Christian, Christian. How showld I put this?" He pretended he was thinking. "Oh, yes. GET OUT OF HERE AND GO DO SOMETHING USEFUL BESIDES BUGGING ME ALL THE TIME!" Christian was about to answer but he didn't have time because Eric pushed him and Tomko out of his office with the door (they were standind at it). He closed the door and looked at Cleo. "And what do you want?"

"Mr. Bischoff, I'm Cleo Guerrero, the new Diva. You asked to talk to me, remember?"

"Oh, yes, yes, please sit." He pointed to a chair in front of his desk. He sat behind the desk. "I just wanted to talk to you was because of some little details we have to confirm. First, about your introdution. Please tell me what name you want to be called and hometown, and if you have chose an entrance song. If you didn't-"

"Actually I alredy did. I want my entrance song to be 'Thirsty' by Old Dirty Bastard. As for the name and hometown, I'll stick with mine, Cleo Guerrero and El Paso, Texas."

"'Thirsty'? That's not you're usual Diva theme, is it?"

"That's because I'm not your usual Diva, sir." She said smirking.

"That's another thing I wanted to talk to you about." He said now with a more serious look. "I have noticed that you have the tendence to... hm... not get along with some high rate Superstars, and I don't want you to start anything here on RAW."

"Mr. Bischoff, I won't start anything with nobody if nobody starts anything with me." She said with an innocent face.

"Yeah, well, okay. As for your match for tonight, I hope you realize Trish Stratus is a very tough competitor and if you don't want to do it tonight, I'll und-"

"No. I want to do it anyway. That's why I came here."

"Okay then. Just one more thing: you don't really have many photos on you're profile and they're all from SmackDown. I'll need you to go to a photoshoot tomorow afternoon, at three o'clock. One of the drivers will take you there."

"Okay. I'll go change for tonight, then."

"To get to your locker room you just have to go down this corridor and turn right." They stood up and shook hands. "Welcome to RAW!"

"Thanks, sir."

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She found her locker room and entered. Then she thought it was better to go look for Chris Benoit before she changed into her wreslting oufit. She wouldn't feel very confortable walking around in it, because it was a pair of really short demin shorts, a black biquini top, a black net tanktop and black combat boots. She thought it would be apropriate to wrestle because it would give her freedom of movements.

She put her bag down in the locker room and went to find Chris Benoit's. She walked through two hallways without finding it, and when she was about to turn to the third one, she bumped into someone. This seems to be happening to me a lot! She thought, before she could see who it was. When she looked, she saw it was none other that the Nature Boy Ric Flair.

"Why won't you watch whe-" he stopped when he looked at her better. "Say, honey, aren't you that new Diva from SmackDown... Cleo Guerrero, is it?"

"Yes, I am. How do you know me?" she asked him surprised. "Do you watch SmackDown?"

"Ocasionally. But I've been seing you there and I thought you were great!" he said cheerfuly. "Say, you should consider joining the greatest team in this busyness: Evolution!" she raised her eyebrows. "You sure got what it takes! Let me know something later, ok?" he was about to go away when he turned to her again and said "Good luck for your match tonight! That Trish's got nothin on you! WOOOOO!" and he walked away woooing.

Now that wasn't weird at all. She thought. Evolution? No way I would ever join Evolution! I've got nothing against that guy Batista and I even like Natch and Randy, but I completlly hate Triple H! No way I would ever be in the same team with him!

Just then her thoughts were interrupted when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see the person she was looking for.

"Uncle Chris!" she yelled jumping to hug him. He lifted her and swirled her around. "My little Lee! I can't believe you're here!" he used to call her Lee when she was little. Now she was 5''9' but for him she would always be little Lee. "So, uncle, do you have a match tonight?" she asked when he put her down. "Yeah, against Edge. Wanna come with me?" she nodded. "Course. I'll love to cheer for my uncle Chris!" and they started walking while Chris introduced her to all the cool people on RAW.

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When it was almost time for Benoit's match with Edge, she went to chage to a green mini-skirt and a black tube top, with black heels. The match went on great for Benoit. He got Edge to tap to the Cripler Crossface. Cleo cheered for him the whole time and rose his arm up after the victory. When they left towards backstage, Chris said "You should go change for your match. It's after this next one, isn't it?"

"Yeah. I'll see you after the match!" and she went to get ready.

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That laugh was heard all over the ring, followed by music and Lilian Garcia's voice.

"This match is scheduled for one fall. Making her way to the ring from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, she is the Women's Champion, Trish Stratus!"

When Trish's theme stopped, Cleo's started echoing throughout the arena. When the fans saw who it was, they started cheering, because they knew her from SmackDown.

She walked to the ring in her wrestling outfit. When she got to the ring, Trish looked at her and gave a little laugh, like "Is this who I'm gonna face?"

Cleo couldn't help to smirk. She has no idea what I'm capable of.

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A/N:

This time I've got several topics I want to mention:

1st, WOOOOO! The Nature Boy defeated Triple H in a cage! (That rhymed. How cute!)

2nd, OH NO! Captain Charisma left! I hate how I love /snifs/ or should I say loved this guy, but the fact is I did!

3rd, I got my English test marks today. A! I'm just that smart. LOL

4th, Review responses and other thank yous:

LittleIrish22: Oh, she definitly will. I can't believe someone likes my story that much! Yay!

Kewezzey,MiChElLe05 and Rian CenaThanks so much for putting my story in your favourites list! I'm so glad you like it. Don't forget to review!

Broken.Baby.Gyrl (New name. Cute new name!) and Jen105 and also KewezzeyMiChElLe05 and LittleIrish22 againThanks for following my story through story allert! Again, don't forget to review!

To all the above and the other ones who read my story, love ya guys!

Ari