Everyone's life is a story and it's theirs to tell.

Mine isn't like that of most people. For the first seven years of my life, I bounced around from private school to private school. Eventually, I wound up in West Newbury, Massachusetts. If you're asking how that happened, which you probably are, you'll find out a little bit later on.

In West Newbury, I was raised by my step-grandmother, Diana McMahon, who was married to my late grandfather, Vincent J. McMahon. During this time, I grew to find a second family in the Cena boys next door.

Diana McMahon was God's gift to this earth. While some might dispute this, had you known Grandma Diana, you would completely understand. After losing my grandfather to cancer, she never crumbled. Instead, she lived out the rest of her life in tribute to him. She was truly an amazing woman whose shoes I someday hope to half-fill and whose shadow I gratefully walk in forever.

My mother, Linda, and I have always been exceptionally close, despite the distance put in-between us. Until I hit high school, and slept in until the last possible moment, there was never a morning she didn't call and we didn't speak. To this day, I consider my mother to be one of my best friends and role models.

My father, Vincent K. McMahon, and I, on the other hand, had an incredibly turbulent relationship until I was around nineteen. I resented him for dropping me off at Diana's when I was only seven, without explanation, and he distanced himself from me out of guilt. It took a very long time for me to accept that what he had done was really out of love and to reconnect with him, but in the long run, I'm very glad that I did. Working with him almost everyday has brought us much closer together and I am grateful for the time we've had to makeup for that which was lost.

My older brother, Shane, and I have the type of relationship that was envied by most of my friends growing up. Despite the fact that we lived at least six hours away from each other by car, we always talked when we could. Shane is eight years older than I am, but that never really affected how close we were as we got older. In fact, the older we got, the more that helped keep our bond strong.

It was weird, by the time I turned eighteen, I already had a sister-in-law, something that most of my college friends did not. Right before my twenty-sixth birthday, I became an aunt for the first time when my sister-in-law, Marissa, gave birth to her and Shane's son, Declan. I, of course, was more than willing to take on the duties of the "cool aunt" and even after my second nephew, Kenyon, was born in 2006, I've kept playing that role rather well, if I dare say so myself.

And then there's my older sister, Stephanie. Up until she got married, we were never really close at all. She was jealous that I had a whole different life growing up and tended to be successful without using my last name, a fact that she swears by to this day. We were two completely different types of women. Yes, she was a field hockey player in high school, but for the most part, Steph was the carefree girly girl and I was the academically driven, tomboy.

After she married Paul Levesque, also known as WWE Superstar, Triple H, in 2003, our bond strengthened. I helped a lot with the planning of the wedding and organizing everything, since the normally carefree sister I had always known, was on the verge of a breakdown, juggling her obligations to the WWE and her wedding plans at the same time. It wasn't really until the birth of my niece, Aurora, in 2006, that we had regular visits with each other and our respective partners. Despite her tendency to be a little bit of a bitch growing up and in the early portions of adulthood, I'd never trade my older sister for anything in the world.

Then, there's John Cena… the guy I've known for practically my entire life. The way that we met in the first place was purely happenstance and the way we wound up together again, after a long period of not speaking, was somewhat serendipitous. I never really had any serious relationships growing up, nor more than a few that lasted over six months once I made my way into the family business. Now, at twenty nine years old, I've come to realize that John Cena was the first true love of my life, even when I was still just a kid growing up in West Newbury, Massachusetts.

Of course, the moment I bring up John Cena, a hush will usually fall over the room. Everyone wants to ask the question, but no one ever does. The question being "How did everything end up this way?"

The simple, albeit unsatisfying answer to that question is that I really don't know. It's not everyday that you find yourself engaged to be married, only to find out that someone you've always considered a friend is madly in love with you and it's the reason he recently left his wife. Certainly, if your personal life got dragged through every tabloid in existence, you wouldn't know what to do either.

So I did the best that I could to make the decision that in my heart, I knew was right, and then I got married.

Not satisfied? I didn't think so. I'm sure you're sitting wherever you are at the moment, still wondering how everything wound up this way. Well, I think it's about time that the world stopped speculating and finally learned the truth, so for the first time ever, allow me to tell you the story of how it all really went down…

A/N: I know that this is kind of a short chapter, but I definitely believe this one has piqued your interest, hasn't it?

As you can see, the different format is that of Jessica's autobiography. I thought it'd be good for a change of pace. You'll see how it plays into it as the story progresses. There's going to be snippets from the book as commentary on events and occurences and perhaps chapters of the book that are chapters all together. I'm not quite sure yet.

And as for that married superstar... feel free to start guessing. I can't WAIT to hear them. The banner will be up when the superstar is revealed down the road.

In SAR II, I was pleasantly surprised to end with over 230 reviews for 20 chapters! Let's see if you guys can out do yourselves! Review! :-)

Danielle