A/N: I am typing this on Notepad (because my computer is a P.O.S. but hey, it's better than nothing...) So it might not look to wonderful! But if y'all really like this story, Y'all won't care. Well, onward noble steed! (Reminder...Torture Patheticteenager for getting that stuck in my head...)

Disclaimer: How many times do I have to tell you people! I don't own any of the characters except for Angel! So STOP BUGGING ME! I can't sell you Randy Orton, or John Cena. And if I did own them, I would keep them to myself, and make them clean my house in nothing but their boxer shorts!

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Chapter 4: Welcome to the WWE!

Angel's POV

Oh, man this is so mind-blowing! This is going to be the best day of my life!

It's been about a month since Triple H attacked me at Unforgiven. Daddy has no idea that I am here, because he is fighting Carlito. I like to call him the Pillsbery Fro-boy, or Justin Guarini on steriods. He looks like such a fruit cake! Melina is at ringside and keeps on distracting the referee. Stupid little whore. I will kick her ass if she keeps on!

I just finished signing my WWE contract! I am finally a Diva! And I'm the youngest Diva EVER! Only 18 years old, and already on the level of Stacy, Ashley, and Christy. They're the only ones who know that I'm here, and what I am doing. Right now, I am in gorilla position, waiting for Dad to end the match, so I can surprise him! When he finds out...

HELL NO! Melina is getting into the ring with a chair. Carlito knocked the ref out, and he is going to try and cheat! I don't think so! I take off down the ramp and slide in the ring. Melina has her back toward me. She goes to swing the chair, but I grab it and pull it from her hands. She turns around, and I slam the chair into her forehead. Then I pick her up, and powerbomb her on the chair. She won't be interfering for awhile. Carlito comes charging at me, so I pick up the chair, and hit him in the head with it.

Dad looks up and gets a really shocked look on his face. I just point at Carlito, and smile. I think he is really funny-looking right now! I slide out of the ring as he goes for the cover. 1...2...3! I make it to the top of the ramp, and wave at Dad, then take off back stage. I've gotta get the hell outta here, and find somewhere to hide before Daddy comes backstage!

"Girly, you are so gonna get your ass kicked, by your dad, Melina, and Carlito! We are here to take you to the Chain Gang locker room, so you can live for a little longer." Stacy, Ashley, and Christy are standing at gorilla position.

"How is that gonna work? Isn't that Dad's locker room?"

Ashley smirks. "He'll expect you to be in our locker room, not his!"

We walk...actually, we run down the hall to the locker room. Stacy knocks, then we barge in, not waiting for an answer. Unfortunately, the guys that are in the room are dressed. That sucks!

Randy walks up, and pulls Stacy in for a kiss. Then looks at me. "You know, Dave is gonna unleash all kinds of hell when he finally finds you here." I nod. "Well then, welcome to the business, little sister." He pulls me into a huge bear hug, cutting off all supplies of oxygen.

"Orton, let her go. She is starting to turn blue!" Jeff Hardy walks up, and pries Randy's hands off of me. "Hello, Angel. I'm Jeff Hardy! Welcome to the family!" He dips me and firmly places his lips on mine. I like this welcome into the WWE. He is a really good kisser!

"Jeff Hardy! If Dave walks in right now, he will kill you...if there is anything left when Ashley gets done with you!" He lets me go, and I look at Ashley. She is laughing with the rest of the group.

"Okay, one of you is missing, besides Daddy. Where is..."

"Shannon Angeline Batista, get your ass over here, NOW!" Oh, shit! Well, Daddy ain't missing anymore. He found me sooner than I thought he would.

I put on my best innocent face, and walk up to him. "What's the matter Daddy? Did something happen?"

"You can drop the innocent act, Shannon." Uh-oh, he used the first name. "I told you that I would help you get into the business, when you were older. You signed behind my back! Do you know what they make the new Divas do? Bra and Panties matches, Lingere Pillow fights, and bikini contests! I did not raise you to..."

Blah, blah, blah, blah-fucking-blah! Man, he is really on a roll on this thing. Time to stop paying attention. Just look straight ahead, and nod occasionally. I love being so young!

Something catches my interest, as I'm zoned out, so I turn to look. I am so glad that I started today! And I thought finally signing my contract would be the best part!

"Dammit, Rainbow Bright! I know it was you who stole all of my stuff. Where did you put my towel, and my clothes! Tell me now you sorry little fuckers!" Oh, yeah, this is the best day of my LIFE! And do you wanna know why? John Cena. Dripping wet. Naked. Do cold showers work for girls? Because I'm gonna need one soon. Especially if he keeps standing there like the incarnation of temptation! But you know that little saying. The only way to resist temptation, is to give into it!

"Cena, what the hell?" I can hear everyone laughing as Dad covers my eyes. Oh no he didn't! He is obstucting my view of JOHN CENA NAKED! I will slowly torture him! Very slowly!

"Sorry, big man! One of those losers took my stuff. Now one of you tell me where my stuff is!"

I can hear Jeff snicker. "It's under the bench, on the other side of the room." Dad shifts his hand a bit, so I can back up, and look around. Cena is across the room, bending over to pick up his gym bag. Damn, I'm gonna need a tub of ice water! He has a really nice ass!

"Hey Dave, how is Angel doing now?" I guess he hasn't seen me yet!

"Oh, Cena, I'm doing just fine. I hope I get this locker room next week, the view is awesome!"

John looks up like a deer in the headlights. His eyes are as big as saucers, and he is so shocked. Everyone, except Daddy, starts laughing harder!

"Oh, fuck!" He takes off across the room, and slams the door to the bathroom as soon as he gets in there.

"If you really want to...Sweet Cheeks. Ususally I wait until the third date, but I'll make an exception for you!"

"Shannon Angeline!" Oops, I forgot Daddy was here!

I turn to the girls. "Hey do you think that Dad can share a locker room with you, and I can be in here?" Dad slaps me in the back of the head. "Daddy that hurts!" I look toward the bathroom door. "And I thought that Jeff's kiss was going to be the highlight of my night!"

"Jeff's what?"

"Oops, did I say that aloud?"

"Aw, shit. No, Dave, don't! I'm too young to die!"

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chappie, I know I did!

JOHN: Did I have to get naked in this chapter?

GFG: Why wouldn't I make you naked?

JOHN: Couldn't Rainbow Bright do it?

JEFF: No, I'm just the comic relief.

GFG: Whatever Jeff. Keep it up, and you'll be naked...or I can have Batista slowly torture you...

JEFF: NO!

GFG: Review. As usual, anyone who reviews gets cyber cookies.

Love ya bunches: GFG