She slunk into the arena, still listening to Motley Crue, humming along, not paying any mind to anyone else around her. She'd just gotten off work a few minutes before, and she'd rushed straight to the arena to meet up with her 'uncle' HHH and Mr. McMahon before the nights show, sign her contract, make this all official, finally.

She heard the clearing of a throat and looked around, then directly at AJ Lee.. "Oh.. It's you."

"You need to watch where you're going. Don't you know I'm the Diva's champion?"

"Diva's chump is more like it." Hayleigh said as she eyed AJ with a raised brow, an amused smirk on her face as she rested against the wall.

"Excuse me?"

"What? I didn't stutter, hon. I said.. Diva's chump is more like it. Come one, Lee, be honest here.. Everybody on this roster knows you're a walking fucking joke. But hey, babe.. Whatever it takes to get yourself to sleep at night." Hayleigh said as she winked, slid down her sunglasses and slunk down the hallway, disappearing into the private backstage offices of the latest GM, Brad Maddox.

She flopped lazily into the chair, put her long tanned legs up on the table and before Brad opened his mouth to tell her Vince and HHH were on their way over, Hayleigh cut him off and leaning in, she smiled her most charming manipulative smile as she said, "It's nice to see a guy close to my age in a position of power.. We're both new, I see no reason in us not helpin one another out, hon.."

"What do you want, exactly?"

"That little pygmy bitch AJ Lee in a match. And I don't even want that title. I just wanna hear her blood when it hits the mat." Hayleigh said calmly, as Vince walked into the room, answered in amusement, "Brad? Give the girl what she wants. It could be good for business."

"And bad for her." Hayleigh deadpanned as she leaned back, her arms behind her head. Vince dug out her contract, held it out as he looked at her. "Are you absolutely sure you want to do this. I mean you have that degree under your belt.."

"Gimme a pen." was her answer as she smirked at the man in mild amusement. Vince gave her the pen and her new contract, then took them back when she'd signed on the dotted line. As she walked out of the office, he smirked and HHH said "Hope you realize, Vince.. She hates over 90 percent of the girls on the roster."

"As I said before, Hunter.. This is going to be an interesting and amusing business investment. And if those tapes from her NXT matches are anything to go by, Hunter.. I think she's going to do amazingly well.."

"Or she'll create complete and total anarchy.. But hey, that could be amusing." HHH muttered as he smirked to himself and texted Steve, letting him know Hayleigh had just gotten there, signed her contract and was on her way to the locker rooms now.

Hayleigh walked into the Diva locker room and found an empty locker, putting her gear bag in it, changing her clothes right where she stood. The other females looked at one another, then at Hayleigh who smirked and stopped dressing, leaving her standing there in a bra and some very ripped jeans as she asked calmly and dismissively, "What? Is it that big of a shock to see real tits and ass?"

"Excuse us?" Nikki and Brie Bella piped up almost instantly as Hayleigh laughed and said casually, "Pipe down. Don't go acting all offended girls because everybody knows that between both of you, you have maybe one real body part left. Don't even get me started on brain cells."

"If you're trying to make friends?" Kaitlyn hissed as she looked at the new girl with a raised up brow and added, "This is so not how to do it."

"Friends? Now who on Earth said I'm here to make friends, hon? Because I sure as hell didn't. I'm here to fight. Don't much care to go around getting mani pedis or drinking fruity cocktail drinks. Make no mistakes.. I have a goal in mind, and friends? Well, we all know that at the end of the day, there's not a damn one of y'all who wouldn't fuck over the other one, for a shot at air time, or the title, or a big story.. Only thing that seperates me from you all? I'm a bitch and I'll admit it." Hayleigh said as she smirked and calmly slid down a second skin fitting Jack Daniels shirt over her head.

She stretched and then slunk out the door, heading down to catering, leaving all of the girls in the room to gawk at the doorway, then at one another because lately, every word she'd just said was essentially proven true, hell, the lengths they were willing to go to just to get on air, or even have a slim chance at the title.

"Who the hell was that?" Nikki asked as Kaitlyn asked immediately, "Why? Because you're upset because she called out your boob job, which by the way is really painfully obvious.."

From the doorway, Hayleigh spoke up again, eating a cheeseburger. "Hayleigh Austin." she said calmly, as she sized up the girls in the room.

So she knew she didn't like Brie and Nikki.. And she was fairly sure that both Kaitlyn and AJ were braindead bimbos.. Was there anyone on the Diva roster she would like, even a little?

She got the feeling that the answer to this was most likely going to be no.

"About before. Sorry, girls, I'm just not a fan of bullshit. I'm gonna be real with you, all of you.. If you have something I want? I won't hesitate to go after you. I'm not a bitch, but I'm not gonna just sit back and let certain girls think they're gonna continue being on top when that's where I wanna be, either. So call it whatever you want, now you know." Hayleigh said with a shrug as she burped and aimed the burgers wrapper at the garbage can nearby, walked out of the room.

She smirked to herself. She could tell that her words just now were probably going to land her in deep and serious, probably never ending shit.

"Good thing I am my father's daughter, and I love to fight." she muttered to herself as she walked down to Audio, to pick a song to come out to for her debut match later in the show.

Tonight, well, it really was the first night of the rest of her life.