~*~I dont own the WWf, or any of the WWF superstars. *sigh* Yep, they must rub it in once again. Anyways, I dont own the WWF, any of the WWF superstars, songs, or anything in this fic, unless other wise noted~*~

Jeff's foot tapped on the floor, as he yawned tiredly. Being on the road didn't give him much time to sleep. Jeff sat up straight, and glanced over at his brother. Matt was watching Amy, and Albert talk, intently. Jeff rolled his eyes. Matt had had a crush on Amy, ever since she took her first piledriver. The sound of high heels, clicking on the floor, interrupted Jeff's thoughts. The noise that came from varies places around the long conference table, immediately stopped. The door opened, and Vince, followed by Stephanie, walked into the room, and slowly sat down at the head of the table.
Vince looked around the table, and cleared his throat. Test, and Albert glanced at each other, and quickly looked back at Vince.

"I called you all here to discuss a new angle." Matt, and Jeff looked across the table at Test, and Albert. Amy peered at Vince, wondering how she was involved in the angle. "See, we have a new Diva in the WWF, and during this angle, she gets to make her appearance." Vince beamed proudly, waiting for Amy's input.

"You're going to team me up with Matt, and Jeff, right?" Amy finally asked, choosing her words carefully. Vince coughed, and nodded slightly.

"That's the beauty of it. We team you with Matt, and Jeff, making Team Xtreme. And we team our new diva with Test, and Albert. Even better, through this angle, the WWF gets to introduce everyone to the Bitch next door, so to speak."

Jeff raised an eyebrow, and glanced at Amy, then back at Vince. "Who's going to portray the Bitch?"

Vince chuckled, and stood up, opening the conference room door, and motioning for someone to enter. "Everyone..met Trish Stratus!"

Trish slowly stepped into the room. She looked around the table at the five superstars, and slowly took a seat next to Amy. Jeff looked her up, and down quickly, as the other 3 men at the table followed suite. Amy shifted uncomfortable in her seat, Amy usually liked to be the center of attention. And with all the guys gawking at the new Diva, she defiantly wasn't the center of attention. Vince smiled at Trish, overlooking Amy's uneasiness.

"Trish will team up with Test, and Albert, becoming their manager. Test, and Albert will form a tag team, called 'T and A.' You'll start a feud with the Hardyz, and Amy will team with the Hardyz to help them out."

Vince paused, and looked around the table, making sure he had their attention. "We really don't know how far this feud will go." Stephanie stated, feeling kind of left out. Vince glanced at her, then back at the other superstars. "I have a feeling this feud will go over quite well with our male audience." Vince winked at Amy, and Trish, and walked out of the room without another word.

Stephanie jumped up, and left the room, hurrying after her father.

Trish stood up, and looked over at Test and Albert. Jeff took this as an opportunity to study her more closely. He swept his eyes over her long blonde hair, and tight shirt. His eyes lingered at her chest. Trish reached up, and ran her hands through her hair, well talking to Test, and Albert. Jeff slowly took his eyes off her chest, and looked down at her pants. She wore tight, bell bottoms. He checked out her butt, grinning to himself.

Jeff's thoughts were once again interrupted, as his brother stood up next to him. Matt shook his head, realizing Jeff was already checking out the new Diva. "For some strange reason Jeff, I don't think Beth would approve of this."