8:00 A.M. Jeff Hardy glances at his alarm clock. Technically, this is one of his 'off' days. He's not scheduled to appear on Monday Night Raw today. However, he has been assigned to train a young female wrestler. Since he'd rather be out wrestling for the fans, Jeff's first thoughts were Damn you, Vince. But, there was no way of getting around this. He'd suck it up. I mean, he was Jeff Hardy after all. Like the good sport that he was, Jeff changed into his usual ring attire. This girl--Hope--was supposed to meet him at 8:30. The rainbow-haired warrior looked at his watch. 8:15 A.M. He had about fifteen minutes to get to the arena. She was probably already waiting for him. It didn't take Jeff long to drive to the arena. The hotel he was staying at was only four blocks away. Once Jeff entered the arena, he saw a tall brunette standing by the ring.

"Are you Hope?" he asked.

The girl turned and Jeff was stunned by her beauty. She had long brown hair and beautiful chocolate brown eyes. She was tall and thin with a few muscles. She was beautiful but she looked tough. The girl had a 'Mess-with-me-and-you-die' attitude. For the moment, Jeff was rendered unintelligible. He'd expected to be training a manly girl, kind of like Beth Phoenix. But, this girl was quite the opposite. Actually, she reminded Jeff of Ashley and Maria mixed together. He expected this girl to be sweet and innocent but a lethal weapon when provoked. Jeff suddenly realized the girl hadn't answered his question. Then he realized he hadn't said it out loud. She'd only turned because the door had slammed shut after Jeff walked in.

"Are you Hope?" Jeff repeated.

"Yes," the girl answered. "And you're Jeff Hardy."

Hope could tell by the look on Jeff's face that he really didn't want to be training her. She couldn't blame him. If she would've had a career like Jeff's she wouldn't have want to be stuck with a trainee either. Hope, on the other hand, was excited for her training. Who wouldn't be? Her biggest dream was finally coming true. And her favorite wrestler was her trainer. Could life get any better?

"So," Jeff started. "Should we get started?"

"Ready when you are," Hope replied, smiling.

"Great," Jeff nodded. "You look so young," he blurted.

Jeff's eyes widened when he realized that he'd said that out loud.

"I'm sorry. That was rude."

Hope shrugged her broad shoulders. "It's okay," she said. "I'm only twenty-one, by the way."

"Vince didn't mention that you were that young," Jeff said. Or how beautiful you are, he thought to himself.

"Let's just get started," Hope replied with a laugh.

"Fine by me."