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Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE or the wrestlers in this story. I own only the ocs. This story is fiction and is to be taken that way. It is for entertainment only.

Melissa Emerson looked around her room as she got dressed. She and her roommate and best friend, Amelia Franklin, had just gotten jobs as personal assistants to two WWE superstars. They didn't know who they were assisting yet and both were excited.

They had met when they were roommates at Florida State University. Both were studying for business degrees. Amelia was studying Organizational Management and English while Missy was studying Marketing and Sports Medicine. Both girls were different in looks and personality. Amelia was a brown eyed brunette while Missy was a blue eyed blond. Amelia was from Tennessee while Missy was from Texas. Both were outgoing but Missy was a little shyer than Amelia. But despite their differences, they became great friends.

Missy was soon dressed in black dress pants and a button downed white blouse and black dress shoes. She wanted to look professional for her job. She left her blond hair down and put on a little makeup. Once she was dressed, she headed out of her room and into the kitchen for some coffee.

Amelia stood in front of the bathroom mirror and applied the last of what little make up she wore. She pulled her bangs back and secured them in place with a bobbie pin. There was a slight curl to her long hair and she had opted for her contacts instead of her glasses for the day. She stepped back and looked at herself in the mirror, smoothing the fabric of her emerald green blouse and straightening the black jacket she wore over it. She smiled at herself and headed to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee to go.

"You look great Miss." She greeted her best friend as she poured the hazelnut creamer into her travel cup.

"You too Mel. Aren't you just so excited about this?" Amelia nodded as she stirred her coffee and added the lid. Wrestling had been another thing that had bonded the girls together. Amelia had come in from the library one night after a particularly grueling study session a little bummed that she had missed the start of wrestling only to find Missy sitting in front of the t v with a bowl of popcorn, and two cold drinks. They had been lifelong friends ever since.

"Who do you think we are going to get paired with?" Amelia asked as she took a sip of her coffee and grabbed her laptop bag and her purse.

"As long as they are easy to get along with, I don't care. I wouldn't mind personally assisting someone like Cena or Orton though." Missy said with a smile on her face.

"Now why didn't I guess that?" Amelia said with a laugh as they got in the car and drove to the WWE headquarters.

"Because you know me so well." Missy laughed as they drove.

They soon arrived at the WWE headquarters. They both had moved to Connecticut after college when Missy's parents bought her a condo. They worked in Manhattan until they applied at the WWE. Missy had worked at Vogue Magazine in the marketing department. Amelia had worked as a substitute English teacher and for an event coordinator. They took the elevator up to a set of huge offices and waited in the lobby while the secretary alerted Stephanie that they were there.

"Miss Emerson, Miss Franklin. So nice to meet you both."

"It's nice to meet you too. But please, I'm Melissa or Missy and this is Amelia."

"Alright, I'm Stephanie. I must say that both of your resumes are impressive. I have looked over our rosters for both shows extensively and I have decided to pair both of you with superstars on RAW. Each superstar was picked because we believe that these gentlemen will benefit from each of your skill sets. Missy, you are paired with John Cena. Amelia, you get Chris Irvine, also known as Chris Jericho. Missy, as you may already know, John has had a little trouble after his hip injury lately and your degree in Sports Medicine was an easy choice. Amelia, you have had to coordinate several different things at one time. Chris is all over the place with his book signings and his personal appearances for the company and touring with his band. He is going to need someone to keep him organized and on track as to where he is supposed to be and when."

Missy looked over at Amelia and smiled. This was beyond perfect. They have both been paired with some of their favorite superstars. This was going to be like a dream come true.

"I want you both to fly where RAW is and introduce yourselves to the guys and get to know them as well as get to know what they expect out of you as their assistants. I do have your contracts here so if you would look over them and sign them, it will be all done." Stephanie said handing the girls the contracts.

Both looked over and were shocked by the salary. It was more than they had made previously at their jobs. Once they looked it over and were happy with it, they signed and were given their travel arrangements.

They left the office and headed back to their condo. Once they were packed, they headed to catch their flights. Both were nervous about starting a new job but excited too about the adventure that awaited them.

"Are you excited to work with Chris?" Missy asked as they were seating in their seats.

"Yep. This is going to be great." Amelia replied as they were soon in the air and heading to San Diego where RAW was. "You excited to work with John?"

"Yeah. I read up on him to help me get to be a better assistant. I didn't know he was getting divorced until I read it."

"Divorced? Hmm, that's means he is single." Amelia said in a sing sing voice.

"Single but my boss. I'm not getting involved with someone I work for, someone who is just getting divorced. I'm not taking the chance I will be hurt. I can't go through that again. I won't be told that it's over and they want to move on then I find out they are still with that person. That I'm nothing more than the other woman."

"Missy, you have to take a chance with your heart. That's what love is."

"I know that but my main focus is to be his assistant nothing more."

Amelia left it alone and looked out the window at the clouds. She knew that Missy's relationship with Eric had been difficult. Eric told her he was getting divorced from his wife and that it was over between them. Missy believed him but she then walked in on them together. She was hurt and vowed to never be in that situation again. Soon the girls landed in San Diego and were headed to the arena. This was it. The Big Time. They would soon be rubbing elbows with their favorite superstars. They walked backstage and got their passes and headed off to find their superstars.

John Cena sat in catering with Randy Orton before the show started. This was a tradition they had upheld since they came up to the main roster from OVW. Stephanie had made the decision to get all of the superstars' personal assistants in order to keep them a little more organized. Some of the guys were excited about this. Others were not.

"So you meet your new assistant yet?" Randy asked taking a sip of his water.

"No. She's supposed to be flying in today." John said as his cell phone rang interrupting the conversation. "Damn, I thought I told her not to call me anymore." Randy grabbed the phone and looked at the caller ID.

"What does that cheating gold digger want? I thought you guys were supposed to talk through your attorneys only." John nodded his head in response. "You want me to answer it?" he asked with a smirk. He didn't give John time to respond as he flipped the phone open and hit the accept button.

"Sorry John can't come to the phone right now. Please feel free to leave a message unless this is his cheating, gold digging skank of a soon to be ex wife in which case you can…." John grabbed the phone before Randy cold finish his sentence.

"What do you want Liz?"

"The lawyers sent the final papers over. Are you out of your mind? Sell the house? Where am I supposed to live?" she screeched into the phone.

"Maybe with one of your friends or your parents. I don't know. I don't care. You have until the end of the month to be out of the house." He slammed the phone shut and looked up as a petite blond came walking up to the table. He smiled taking in her athletic build and those beautiful blue eyes that you could see from across the room.

"Excuse me Mr. Cena, I'm Melissa Emerson. Your new assistant. I believe you were expecting me."

"He was expecting his assistant alright but believe me sweetheart, he was in no way expecting you." Randy said as he got up to leave. "I'll catch you later John. Melissa, nice to meet you." Missy turned her attention back to John who still hadn't said a word. She sat down where Randy had been sitting and waited for him to say something.

Amelia walked around the backstage area until she came across the locker room door she had been looking for. She took a deep breath and knocked slightly. It took a few seconds for anyone to come to the door. She looked up and was standing face to face with the ayatollah of rock and rollah himself.

"Mr. Irvine, I'm Amelia Franklin. Your new assistant." Chris looked her over in her black jacket and her dress slacks and smirked to himself. This one sure was a lot prettier than the last but deep down they were all the same. Hopelessly overwhelmed with his tireless schedule and grossly under qualified for the job. He stepped aside to let her in. She walked in and looked around at the clothes strewn everywhere and the endless amounts of paperwork that seemed to be piled up in the corner.

"So, where do you want to start?" He asked her as he closed the door.

"I guess with what you expect of me as your assistant." She replied moving some of his things so she could sit down.

"I expect you to keep me updated on my schedule and make sure I'm not late. Keep my papers in order so I can find what I want or need immediately. I expect you to follow what I say and do what I say. You are my assistant and it's your job to follow what I say."

Amelia held back her laugh. She knew immediately that he was not going to be easy to work for but he was crazy if he actually thought he would run her off.

"I'm sure I can handle everything." She replied sweetly. "I know how to do my job and I'm sure you will be satisfied with my performance."

"We will see." Chris replied handing her a stack of papers. "I would like them put in order by number and then filed in that container over there. I expect it to be done by the time I get back from my meeting." He walked out and left her there to organize his files.

She sighed and started to go through them. She put them in order and then filed them. She had everything in order and perfect by the time he got back. He looked everything over and then gave her more to do. She realized that he was trying to make things hard on her but she was not going give in. She would prove to be the best assistant he had ever had.

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