This is my first attempt at writing, so any constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated!

Disclaimer: My name is not Vince McMahon; therefore I do not own anything pertaining to the WWE. This includes Randy Orton and all other superstars, unfortunately. But if he would like to give himself to me, I would gladly accept.

Chapter 3

Jordan awoke with a smile upon her face the next. Sleep was defiantly what she had needed. She lazily made her way to her suitcase that was set on the nearby desk and proceed to pick out a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt. She quickly changed and found her tennis shoes at the bottom of her bag. She messily threw her hair up as she looked at the nearby alarm clock. '8:15, just enough time to get everything done,' she thought with a smile. She grabbed her card and left her room. She made her way to the elevator and pushed the button for the lobby. As the doors dinged open she made her way outside. She began her usual stretches and was almost done when a male voice interrupted her movements.

"Hey there girly!" he said. Jordan looked at him confused. She had never met the guy in her life. Noticing her bewildered expression, he quickly introduced himself.

"Sorry, my name is Chris. Stacy told me about you and when I saw you out here, I thought I'd say hello," he said. She still looked a little confused, so he went on. "Chris Jericho? Y2J? Any of it ringing a bell?"

"No, sorry," Jordan said.

"For someone who just got a job with the top wrestling company in the world, you sure don't know a lot about it," Chris said with a laugh.

"No, I really don't, which is a kind of funny considering how long my dad has worked here," she said finishing her stretches.

"Who's your dad? Please don't tell me one of the wrestlers," Chris inquired.

"Oh, no! Nothing like that. He's an administrative assistant for Vince," she replied.

"That's cool, I guessing by your lack of wrestling knowledge that is how you heard about the job," Chris said.

"Yeah, pretty much, but I'm excited to learn more. I have always loved sports and acting, so to be around this everyday should be a blast," she said with enthusiasm.

"Well a couple of us are going to be hanging out this weekend, if you'd like to join. We have a couple of day off and here that basically spells party all night!" he said excitedly.

"Sure that be great," Jordan said smiling. Everyone was being so nice to her and she couldn't have been happier about. She looked at Chris and for the first time noticed that he was dressed for the same thing as her.

"Would you like to join me for a jog?" she asked.

"That'd be fun. Lead the way," he said.

Jordan and Chris ran for couple of miles, sometimes talking, sometimes not. Jordan could tell all ready that Chris would be an amazing friend. And the way he talked about Stacy got the matchmaker in her to salivate. She made a mental note to subtly find out what Stacy thought of him the next time she saw her. Chris and Jordan finished there jog and entered their hotel about forty-five minutes later.

"Well, I guess see you at the airport," Chris said with a wave. "I know that Bischoff can be a hardass, but don't work to hard, got it?" he said with laugh.

"I got it," Jordan said with the same expression. "See you later," she said as she got in the elevator and headed back up to her room to shower. 'Should probably get clean, before attempting breakfast,' she thought to herself. 'Wouldn't want to scare people away already."

Jordan quickly showered and applied her minimalistic make-up before making her way to suitcase to get dresses. She choose a simple a simple long-sleeved navy blue shirt and a pair of jeans, remembering what Eric had told her about the laidback atmosphere. She slipped into her standard black flip slops and for the second time that day she made her way to lobby and then onto the breakfast quarter. She quickly spotted Stacy eating alone and made her way over to say hello.

"Hey Stacy," she said with a smile. "Care if I join you?"

"No, that would be great. Get some food and take a seat," she replied with a matching smile.

Jordan her way over to the breakfast line and quickly grabbed some cold cereal before making her way back to the table Stacy was seated at.

"So tell me more about your self," Stacy said.

"Well, not much to say. Um, I grew up in Stamford with my parents and my brother. My dad has worked for the WWE for as long as I can remember, but the only people in the business I really know are the McMahon's. Stephanie and Shane and my brother Adian and I were all pretty close growing up," Jordan said.

"That's pretty cool, you already have an in with the big boss man," she joked.

"Yeah, I hope to work that to my advantage," Jordan said finishing her breakfast. She looked down at her watch and saw that it was already 10:00.

"We better get going, it's already ten," Jordan told Stacy.

"Wow, that late already. Well I'll go grab my stuff and we can share a cab. Is that alright with you?" Stacy asked.

"Yeah, I'll meet you in the lobby in five minutes," Jordan replied

"Um, better make it fifteen," Stacy said. "My room is a mess."

Jordan laughed and agreed. She quickly made her way upstairs and gathered all her things together before heading back down to lobby to return her key card. Jordan couldn't help but laugh as she looked at the plastic object remembering the night before. Randy's laughing eyes came to her mind. 'I have a feeling that he will be the death of me,' Jordan thought with a smile.

"Who is that smile for, J?" Stacy asked with a grin. "A boy at home I should know about?"

"Nope, single as can be," Jordan replied. She remembered the look in Chris' eye when he had mentioned Stacy's name and returned the question.

"What about you? Any men in your life?"

"Nope, I guess we will have to go cruising for men together," She said with a laugh. Jordan made a mental note to feel out the vibes between Stacy and Chris when they were together.

The girls checked out and went outside to wait for the cab that Stacy had called for. The cab pulled up and the two women got in.

"Kansas City airport, please," Stacy told the driver.

Stacy and Jordan took the long drive as an opportunity to get to know one another more and made girl talk all the way to the airport. When the cab arrived the two women rushed to check their luggage and then quickly made their way to their gate. As they approached, Jordan surveyed the area and saw many WWE employees waiting around. Some were signing autographs for passing fans, some were listing to MP3 players, and some were even sleeping in uncomfortable looking chairs. As she was looking around she spotted a peaceful looking Randy lounging in chair his closed eyes covered by a baseball hat. An evil grin spread across her face.

"Okay, what is that look for?" Stacy asked.

"Oh nothing just going to go say hi to a friend," Jordan said with emphasis on the word friend.

"Who? Randy?" Stacy asked confused. "I thought you hated him."

"Oh, I wouldn't rule that emotion out to quickly. I'll be right back."

Jordan quickly made her way across the waiting area to where Randy was currently resting. A wicked grin crossed her face. She stealthy leaned down and put her mouth right next to his ear.

"WAKEUP!" she yelled directly into his ear. A startled Randy fell directly to floor. He scrambled to get up and his face went completely red when he saw that most of the people with in a 50 feet radius were laughing at him. He slowly tuned to see a wickedly grinning Jordan standing behind him.

"As much as I loved to say it's nice to see you Feisty, it's really not at the moment," He said with a scowl.

"I'm sorry did I startle you pretty boy?" Jordan said grinning.

"No, not at all. I was trying to completely embarrass myself in front of 100 people," he said sarcastically.

"Well Orton, payback is a bitch," she said with a wink, referring to their first meeting. She walked off towards and Stacy told her to catch up with her on Friday, their first night off. Stacy couldn't help but grin as Jordan walked off. 'The girl has attitude. I like it," Stacy thought with a smile as she went off to find Chris. 'He's always fun to annoy,' she concluded.

Jordan had already boarded the plane and was now occupying the seat next to Eric. He was talking about their plans for the next week.

"Tonight, tomorrow, and Thursday are all house shows, so we will probably be running ourselves ragged, but then we have off days until Sunday night when we leave for Finland to start the European tour. I would take advantage of the free time if I were you, I know I certainly will," Eric said with a smile. "Now get some rest we have a long three days ahead of us."

"Oh and Jordan," Eric said as she was putting her headphones on.

"Yeah?"

"Judging by that stunt you just pulled on Randy, you should fit in perfectly around here," he said with a smile.

"You know I actually agree with you, boss," she said with a small smile before turning on her some John Mayer and drifting off to sleep.

A/N – Someone asked me what Jordan looked like and I honestly I think of her as a cross between myself and in certain pictures, where she looks more mature, Katie Holmes (not exactly so feel free to picture anyway you like). Basically long brown hair, green eyes, as Randy noticed a perfect smile. Also tall, around like 5'10 tall. That is just what comes from my head. Her appearance will come more into play in upcoming chapters.

Oh and also, thank you SO very much for the reviews! I have wanted to write for a while, but this is my first story, so your reviews inspire me a lot. Hope you guys keep enjoying the story!

Muah, Kat