A/N Here's my first try and It probly isn't that good but I'll try to make it better as I go along. Try to be nice. :) R&R

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" Miss.Calaway welcome you are the newest superstar." Vince McMahon said shaking my hand.

" Thank you so much sir. This has been my dream since the first day I came here with my dad." I said quickly grinning ear to ear.

" Bree this isn't going to be all fun and games. You won't be wrestling for a few weeks because you'll just go out with your dad and your sister. Come back in about a hour come back here and get your script, you'll be doing a few promos tonight."

" Yes, sir. Can I go now." I asked, just about to jump out of my skin.

" Yes, Bree. Go and relax for awhile." Vince said looking down at the papers on his desk. " And send the next person in."

" Yes sir." I cheerfully said almost running out the door.

This is my frist day as a WWE diva. It's been my dream since I was a little girl and with the Undertaker as your dad, you get really into the business. I should tell you right now that I didn't just get a job because I'm Mark Calaways daughter. He didn't even want me to wrestle. I got here because I have been working my ass off since I was fourteen. I finally got here but not to the pleasure of my father.

" Bree-Bree. Your finally here." It was my sister Mercy, who was sprinting down the hallway.

" I just had a meeting with Mr. McMahon. I'm finally a diva baby." I screamed hugging her tight.

" Yeah your dad made that very clear." Mercy said clearing her throat.

" What are you talking about?"

" Um...your dad left this on your door." The shorter girl said passing me a sheet of paper.

" This is Bree Calaway. Yes, my daughter. That means YOU DON'T TOUCH HER. That mean no, Edge, John, Jericho, MVP, Morrison, Cody and that means you can't touch her either RANDY. Any of the people not on this list have to talk to me before you can talk to her." I red the note out loud as Mercy was bent over laughing.

" I have to kill him. I will later, I need to go to my locker room." I said seething as I crumpled up the piece of paper.

I walked into my locker room. My own locker room. It was peaceful for about a minute until my door flew open...the person who opened it was just wearing the Intercontinental title belt. When I saw his bright blue hair I knew who it was.

" Long time no see Jeff." I said laughing at the almost naked Hardy boy. " So...why are you naked?"

" Um...well I was at catering with some of the guys and Randy said he would pay me fifty bucks if I ran into the women's locker room just wearing my belt. I did but they all screamed until Beth came out of the shower. Just to put this lightly Beth scares the shit out of me, so I ran into what I thought was a empty locker room. And now I'm standing in a locker room basically naked with Takers kid." The rainbow haired warrior said trying to keep covered

" I see." I paused blushing when I saw his Rainbow haired ass as he looked out the door.

" So I'm screwed because I have a meetin' with Vince in like ten minutes." Jeff said in his sweet southern drawl.

" Here's a towel. wrap it around you and run to your locker room.." I said still red as I throw a towel at Jeff.

" Thank you so much Bree. I'll see you later kid. I don't think I was on your daddy's list." He said with a intoxicating smile as he ran out the door.