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Simple As That	By : LadyRaye Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1542 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: Okay. Yeah, I wish they were mine but sadly I don’t own any real wrestler. Unless someone knows how I can get one, please don’t tease me. ^_^ Other than that, Angel, Mia and Raven (you’ll meet her) are all my characters! And Mr. DJ Romero is based off of a close friend of mine.

A/N: Like I said in the disclaimer, I don’t own everyone but I own quite a few people ^_^ So just enjoy this update (I hope) And don’t forget to hit the review button. It helps me get writing ^_^ -gets cheesy grin off my face- Okay, enough of that. Thanks to everyone who’s reviewed I’m glad you like the story so far and I hope you keep reading. Have fun!

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“This isn’t happening. It can’t be. I’m not here.” Angel said softly as she sat behind the wheel of her car. She couldn’t believe she was driving to the arena. As she pulled up and saw the lines of people waiting to walk in she stopped and looked to the passenger side of her car. There on the seat lay the letter she received in the mail just a few days before the WWE arrived in El Paso.

Miss Angel Gonzales;

We, here at the WWE, would like to extend an invitation to you to come by the event we’re holding in El Paso, Texas on April 30th. We would like to speak with you about a tape you sent in a few years ago that showed your ring experience and your want to become a part of the team here at the WWE. If you’d like to accept this invitation please drive up to the backstage entrance of the arena and hand this letter to the security at the door and they shall escort you to where you need to be. If you’re no longer interested, we’re sorry for taking your time and hope that you still remain a WWE fan. Thank you again.

The WWE Corporation

Closing her eyes momentarily she sighed and drove up to the backstage area. Being guided to a parking area she stepped out of her car, letter in hand and she smiled as one of the security guards immediately walked up to her. ‘Sure aren’t lacking in the security department’ she thought as she walked up to him.

“Good evening Ma’am, can I help you with something?” The man said gruffly. Angel smiled and tried to make the best of the situation.

“Yes, I received this letter telling me to come here tonight and show this to one of you guys and that you’d show me where to go. So please, if you would,” She handed the letter over to the man who eyed it warily. Taking a deep breath in she sighed as she closed her eyes, waiting for what he had to say.
righright. Why don’t you follow me and I’ll introduce you to the right people?” The man said. Angel nodded and adjusted her bag over her shoulder.

“Thanks.”

“No problem, just be careful in there, things can get a little rowdy.” Angel looked up towards him, confused.

“What do you mean things can get rowdy?” Suddenly, just as she asked a fight broke out in front of them. Cameras were suddenly around them and Angel dodged quickly to get out of the way. There was no way she was going to be on television. Not yet anyway. Taking a deep breath in she looked up to her escort, “I see what you mean.” The guy smiled down affectionately to her.

“My names DJ Romero, what’s yours?”

“Angel. Angel Gonzales.”

“Well nice to meet you Angel. You been wanting a chance to get into the WWE?” Angel adjusted the bag on her shoulder and nodded.

“Yeah, since I was sixteen.” DJ sent her a look and not-so-subtly looked her up and down.

“If you don’t mind me asking, how old are you now?”

“Twenty-five.” Angel smiled and shook her head, “And I don’t mind you asking. It’s nice to know I can still get checked out.” She laughed softly as DJ chuckled.

“Well what can I say? You’re a beautiful woman. Too bad I’m a happily taken man, then maybe I’d be going after you.” Angel tried to keep from laughing but couldn’t contain it.

“You’re not serious.”

“Why aren’t I?”

“Please,” She rolled her eyes, “No offense DJ but no guy in his right mind would hit on me if he knew the real me.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Angel smiled and shook her head as she closed her eyes momentarily.

“Most guys, when I bring them home, take one look and then take off like a scalded dog.” She laughed softly, “I guess having an eight-year-old daughter does that to you though.” DJ was in the middle of taking a drink out of the water bottle he’d grabbed when he suddenly choked.

“An eight-year-old daughter?” He repeated. Angel smiled.

“Yep, my eight-year-old daughter.” Angel pulled out her wallet from her back pocket, she never carried a purse when she was in an unfamiliar place, “Her name’s Mia. She’s my baby.” DJ smiled as he took the wallet frer aer and looked at the smiling face in front of him.

“Cute little girl. Just like her Momma.” DJ winked at her and Angel blushed even though she told herself not to. Just then, a woman, just as tall as Angel walked up, she had long black hair that was curled in certain spots and hung around her face. Her grey eyes were welcoming when she walked up, kissed him softly and then crossed her arms.

“Well I sure hope you’re not thinking of running away with this beautiful woman DJ.” Her black outfit clung to her every curve and didn’t hide that she had a well-endowed body, “I’m Raven Romero. And you are?” She extended her hand and Angel was afraid to take it. The woman may have looked like a Barbie next to DJ but compared to Angel the woman could definitely hold her own.

“A-Angel, Angel Gonzales. Nice to meet you Raven. I don’t mean to be rude but aren’t you two Silkk and Dierdre?” Angel asked. The two smirked and looked from one another back to Angel.

“Right on the first guess, tell her Raven, what does she win?” DJ said in a game show host voice. Raven rolled her eyes and moved between her husband and Angel.

“You’re right, but don’t let that out too loud. See, DJ’s supposed to be hurt so he’s out of the ring and since I’m still working, he comes with me on the road.” Angel smiled.

“That’s so sweet. Don’t you two ever get annoyed with one another?” The two shared a look and started laughing.

“Oh yeah, don’t ever get her talking about politics. You’ll never hear the end of it.” DJ said, trying to keep it from reaching his wife’s ears. Unfortunately he wasn’t so lucky, Angel noticed when Raven smacked him on the arm. “See! And she’s abusive too.” DJ laughed and dodged a hit.

“Oh yeah, and he’s making himself out to be such a prince. Please.” Raven stuck her tongue out towards DJ who shook his head and stopped, leaning against the wall, “The point is, even though he gets annoying when he brings up Metallica and all that other stufstuff he’s into, I usually just tune him out. Course, I wouldn’t have anyone else on the road with me.” She looked towards him and then walked to his side, wrapping her arms around him but with his muscular frame it was a little harder to do.

“And same goes for her. Even though it takes her hours to get dressed in something that’s going to end up getting ripped off anyway.” He laughed softly until she connected her elbow into his stomach, “I, I meant in the ring baby.” He continued to laugh as Raven blushed and shook her head.

“I have to get out to the ring anyway. Hope to see you around Angel, it was nice meeting you.”

“Same here.” Angel replied. As she looked towards DJ, who still looked like he was in slight pain, she moved a little closer to him.

“Are you okay?” DJ nodded.

“Oh yeah, fine. Well, here’s where you need to be Miss Gonzales. I hope you get what you’ve been wanting. It’d be good to have you around.” He said softly. Shaking her hand he turned and walked down the hallway, in a half curse and half groan. When Angel turned around she stared at the door in front of her and taking a deep breath she walked up and knocked.

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