I don't own any talent from the WWE. I only own my original character Alex.

Chapter 9

Alex's POV

The following afternoon John and I met with Mr. Mc Mahon over lunch.

I was dressed to impress, wearing my best business suit. A black skirt and jacket suit, with a pretty white blouse. I had styled my hair in a pretty French Braid.

"Wow! You look like a Diva already!" said John.

"Don't be too sure that's what he's going to offer me, we have no way of knowing until we hear it." I said, not wanting to get my hopes up too high.

We arrived on time for the meeting. It was being held in one of the hotel conference rooms, and when we went in we were greeted by Shane Mc Mahon.

"John, Miss Platt; come in. My father is expecting you."

Vince looked up as we sat down at the table.

"John! Nice to see you! You must be Miss Platt." He said, smiling at me.

"Mr, Mc Mahon, it's an honour to meet you. You can call me Alex." I replied, extending my hand.

Vince shook my hand.

"Help your selves to some lunch." said Vince, nodding towards the impressive spread that had been set up.

I helped myself to a bagel with cream cheese and some veggies and dip. I chose a bottle of water to drink and sat down again.

John chose the same as I did, and sat down beside me.

"Now then; Miss Platt," he began

"Alex." I reminded him politely.

"Alex I have an interesting proposition for you."

"I'm listening."

"How would you like to never be apart from John at all; ever?" asked Vince.

"That would be wonderful; but I have my life back in Toronto…my job, my apartment…" I said.

"We can help you get your affairs in order." Said Shane This got him a glare from Vince that said "Let me finish!"

'That's where the interesting part comes in. We're looking to replace Todd Grisham, our backstage interviewer. He's not able to stay on with us, and has resigned for personal reasons. How would you like to take his place?" said Vince, with a smile.

I was floored! This not only meant that I would never have to be away from John ever again, but also that I would be working for WWE. Something I had dreamed of doing ever since childhood.

"When would I start?" I asked.

"Tonight!" said Vince.

I felt a flock of butterflies start fluttering in my stomach….this was almost too good to be true.

"Alex, baby! You know what this means, right?" said John, grabbing my hand under the table, and giving it a squeeze.

"Yes I'm aware of it." I said with a smile. "Mr. Mc Mahon, I accept your offer."

"Excellent!" said Vince "Welcome aboard Miss Platt."

Vince handed me a contract that he'd had drawn up for me, I read it over carefully, and then when I had read the whole thing I signed carefully on the dotted line. I was now an employee of WWE, and RAW.

"This definitely calls for a celebration!" said John.

"You can celebrate all you like after tonight's show." Said Vince.

John and I left the meeting after we finished lunch. And as we left the hotel to go to the venue, I felt really happy about everything that had just happened. I even hummed a soft tune as we rode in the limo to the event.