I sat in the locker room quietly as all the other girls changed into their clothes. It still felt kind of weird being in a WWF locker room, but I cant help it, it still seems as if I shouldn't be here yet. You would think after traveling with Matt and Jeff for a month, I would be used to it, but I'm not. I guess it's because I haven't debuted yet. Tonight that is going to change. I am gonna have my first dark match tonight. I was just sitting in here messing around with this new cell phone I bought when this dude came in. He tossed me this red tank top & leather pants to match and told me to put them on 'cause tonight I would be going out.

Apparently, I'm gonna be with Papi, one of my favorite wrestlers and someone who really helped me get through most of the trouble I had in Mexico. Papi was an extraordinary wrestler. He was unlike anyone I had ever witnessed. When I caught one of his matches in Mexico, I was really impressed. He was a high-flyer who looked so graceful that it was almost as if watching a ballet in the air. We started a friendship down there that was really paying off for me now.

I haven't really gained too many friendships in the women's locker room yet. Terri and Tori know who I am and they are nice but we aren't really good friends though, just acquaintances. It’s gonna take me awhile to get used to this atmosphere. I always knew that I was going to make it to the WWF but now that it’s here, it feels unbelievable, man. I can't really put it into words. Now that I am going to finally have my debut...nervousness and excitement are running throughout my veins. I looked at this red outfit that the production guy had given me with some feeling of dislike deep in me. I mean, this was much better than the stuff I had to wear at ECW but I've never been one to dress like a girl. Well, I do dress like a girl but not too much of the tight fitting clothes and things like that.

I definitely do not want to be perceived as just another face which is exactly why I didn't like my role at ECW but I knew this would be different. The World Wrestling Federation is the top place to be if you're a wrestler and I'm one of the very few that made it. Fortunately, Matt and Jeff have my back. They have really been just...two real awesome men to me and I couldn't really thank them enough for all they've done for me. Despite my objections, I put on the outfit. I didn't look that bad but...man, I really wasn't used to this. I walked to the two mirrors in the locker room and looked at myself. I looked great but I guess, it was a matter of acceptance.

Terri walked into the bathroom that was sort of connected to the locker room where I stood looking at myself. Of course, she is managing Matt & Jeff right now so that's how we met in the first place.

"Hey there, why are you wearing that?"

"I'm debuting tonight."

"Oh, you're wrestling or are you just going to valet?"

"It looks like I'm gonna be managing this Mexican wrestler...well, you don't know who he is."

"Well, I'll try to catch you on the monitor."

"Yeah, I would appreciate it if you did that. Does my hair look alright to you?"

"No...pass me that brush." I passed Terri the brush as she began helping me out.

"Are you nervous?"

"Of course I am. Were you nervous your first time?"

"Well, the night I lost my virginity..."

"I ain't talking about that! I'm talking about your first WWF match."

"Oh, yeah...well, sweetie, I've been in the WWF for so long, I can't even remember that night too well but if I can recall, I think I was. There...now that looks better." Terri and I both nodded in agreement as we looked at my hair.

"Thanks, Terri. I don't need any makeup, do I?"

"No, you're fine. You look just fine without makeup."

"I'll take that as a compliment. Well, I'll see you later." I said as I patted her shoulder and left the locker room.

As I walked down the crowded halls, I noticed for the first time since I've been here, everyone was starting to notice me. Backstage, there's just a massive maze of crates, sets, cameras, tables, chairs, and cables. There are a lot of people walking around and a lot of activity is going on. Some folk are just sitting on crates or leaning on the wall talking to somebody and there are television screens every ten feet or so playing various pieces of matches. Everybody backstage is at work. Everybody I see is busy putting something together for the show. Of course, the guys are going over their matches and filming vignettes and interviews (those "live" interviews that air during Raw), and production crew members are running around with clipboards and headsets on.

Nobody actually stopped and stared at me but I could tell that some of them were looking at my outfit or breasts. That's never happened to me during my time backstage. I guess, that just goes to show you that, in most men's mind, you're worthless unless you got T & A. But that's not the case with my man. Matt makes me feel like I'm the most special person on this Earth whenever I'm we're together. We lost contact with each other when I was ECW but as soon as the WWF got interested in me back in late October, we started talking again and hooked right back up. I saw Bradshaw sitting on a crate talking to Kurt outside the guy's locker room.

"Hey, guys. How are you?" I said as I stepped up to them.

"Just fine. You're looking great tonight." Kurt complimented.

"Thank you, Kurt."

"Well, I'm looking for Matt and Jeff. Could y'all go in there and tell them to come out here for a minute?"

"HEY, MATT...JEFF!" Bradshaw yelled loud as hell.

A few seconds later, they came out quickly. They both looked at me up and down and with their mouths hanging wide. Matt took me by the waist and smiled at me.

"What are you wearing?" Matt smiled at me.

"I got a surprise for y'all." I replied.

"Well, you look great, girl." Jeff said.

"I'm looking great because...I'm debuting tonight!"

"Are you serious?!" Matt shook me as he smiled.

"Yeah, they just told me and he told me to wear this. I'm going out with Papi Chulo, the Mexican red head. He's my friend way back from Mexico. I told you that, right?"

"I am so proud of you. You have come such a long way, baby. Aw, this is just wonderful." He kissed me on the cheek and gave me a hug.

"Give me a hug too." Jeff said as he held his arms out and gave me a hug.

"You want me to walk you to the Oval Tron?" Matt asked as he looked into my eyes.

"Yeah, if you don't mind." I said as I took his hand.

"Okay. Tell Devon I'll be right back, Jeff."

"Got it. Good luck, Amy." Jeff waved before he stepped back into the locker room.

"You guys planning for your match at Royal Rumble?"

"Nope. I have to do a Leg Drop on Devon from the top of the Oval Tron for the show to heat up the feud a little."

"Oh, that kicks ass, man. I can't wait to see it."

"No, I can't wait to see you. So you're just going to the ring with him? That's it? Why don't you do something else?" Matt asked as we reached the Oval Tron area and we waved to Papi.

"What could I do?"

"Ask him what's his finishing move."

"Okay. Hold on."

I walked over to Papi and we did our cool little handshake. We had taken a bunch of promo pictures last week so he knew that I was his manager. I loved Papi. The WWF had given him another chance to get over with the crowd and they decided to put me with him. He deserved it, Papi had worked very hard and I knew he wanted to be successful.

"Cuál es su movimiento del acabamiento esta noche?" I asked him.

"Voy a hacer un moonsault." He replied.

I walked back over to Matt.

"He said he's doing a Moonsault."

"Well, you can do that. You do an awesome Moonsault.""

You really think I should?"

"Yeah, do it, girl. Then, you'll be making your television debut rather than keep doing these dark matches. You deserve better than this." Matt cupped my face in his hands.

This was exactly what I was talking about. Matt making feel so special and so important. He’s like the perfect boyfriend. I couldn't ask for a better guy and no man could fill his shoes. He was one of a kind and I was very lucky to have him. I think Matt felt the same way when it came to me. You see, Matt's friends couldn't play him like they used to 'cause he has me. As far as I'm concerned, God doesn't make females like me anymore. I know that Matt is a very good looking man and he can get almost any girl he wants. I'm sick of all the broads that used him just for his money. Jeff told me all about it when we broke up for the little while that we did. I had to make him believe that I wasn't like those other chicken heads because each and every single day, I'm gonna love Matt in a special way.

"Consider it done. I'll do a Moonsault after Papi just for you. You had better watch me." I said as I grabbed his shirt collar.

"You know I will. You're gonna do just fine." He kissed me for a little while.

"You make me so happy. I'll be thinking about you out there."

"I love you."

"You too." I said before I ran off to Papi.

Papi and I made our way down the black little corridor, which lead to the Oval Tron steps. Before we went up the steps, I told him that I was gonna do a Moonsault after him and he agreed with the idea. I smiled at him and we made our way up the steps for my WWF debut. I can't really explain the mixed emotions that ran throughout me at the moment. Standing behind a curtain before your debut, you feel the right amount of being nervous. You don't know if you're gonna screw up. You don't know if somebody, like Vince and JR, is watching you, which makes you more nervous. Yet, at the same time, it makes you want to do better and take advantage of the opportunity that you've been given because it could be taken from you at any given moment. I still don't feel like a part of this company. I'm also not used to being here at all, not even by a long shot. I jumped a little as Papi's music hit. We looked at each other and ran out to the huge crowd.

Man! I never realized how enormous this arena was. What a feeling! I've never felt this way before! There not even cheering for us but it still feels good. Papi and I both ran down to the ring. It felt kind of weird to see the WWF logo right there in front of me. It still boils down to the fact that I am not used to this shit at all. I tried to focus on the task at hand despite the way I felt right now. I couldn't believe how many eyes were on me. We didn't even acknowledge the crowd, Papi just went straight to work as I watched. I couldn't help but hear the whistles directed towards me. I was so happy but at the same time, I felt very awkward. I don't know what it was. Maybe it was the fact that I finally made it to the WWF or maybe it was because these dudes in the crowd really digged this outfit. I don't know.

I wondered if any of my fans from ECW noticed who I was but then again, I didn't have that many. That would be cool if I gained my first fan as a WWF wrestler after I do this Moonsault. I've always pictured myself as a role model so hopefully, the people will like me later on in my career. I thought of everyone who contributed to me getting here today for a moment. I was very lucky to have those people in my life. One thing lead to another and now, I'm here. I just had to reflect on that sometimes since I was very serious when it came to telling people thank you.

Matt & Jeff were definitely two of those people. I owed them the most thanks though. They helped me so much in ways that I can't explain. Jeff had to be one of the best friends I've ever had and Matt was my boyfriend so I don't need to emphasize on that anymore. They really inspired me to do so many things, especially Matt. He always encourages me to do my best and for that, I really love that man.

Well, this match went by fast 'cause Papi was going up for his Moonsault...beautiful! He was so perfect in his aerial moves. My heart began to race as the referee counted to three. There was my cue. I climbed in the ring, onto the turnbuckle, closed my eyes, blocked out the fear and did a Moonsault. I got up off of the jobber afterwards to a big pop. I couldn't help but smile as they all applauded me. I look throughout the crowd as they smiled back at me. Wow. That felt...wonderful. Papi complimented me in Spanish and we rolled out of the ring, walked up the ramp to a pretty good pop. We waved to the crowd and I could tell that I was leaving with some new fans! What an unforgettable experience and moment for me. No words can really explain it, but I was very proud of myself because I had just exceeded the expectations I had for myself and...that felt awesome.

The End.