Hey everyone! This is my first WWE fanfic! Hopefully I get some good reviews, but this is just a tester to see how I do. I'm going to need reviews so I know if I should continue this or not. Or if you want to give me constructive criticism or just anything! Hope you guys like the first chapter! :)

Summary : Sophia Marie rolls with the boys. She's the only female wrestler that completes against the toughest males, and is the younger sister to none other than the Viper himself, Randy Orton. Sophia grew up in the WWE since her father, 'Cowboy' Bob Orton, brought her to her first show 24 years ago. Season two of NXT is underway and most of the rookies seem down to earth. Except for one named Alex Riley. With Sophia's career at her peak and the new group 'Nexus' taking the WWE by storm, can see handle all the drama? But more importantly, will she end up falling for a certain Varsity Villain?

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"Sophia!"

Ferocious knocks echoed into the dimly lit room of the Monaco Hotel in San Francisco, California. The occupant of the room, Sophia Marie Orton, groggily rolled over in her cotton sheets, shoving her face into the pillow, blocking out the noise.

"Sophia! Open this door! We have to get going! If we're late again Vince is going to have our heads!"

The bangs and knocks continued to the point where Sophia's head began to throb. Why couldn't they just let her sleep? She grabbed the nearest pillow slammed it on top of her head, praying to God that the noise would stop. Which it didn't.

"I'll give you five seconds to open the door! If it's not open I'm leaving you here at the hotel and you can drive yourself to the arena!"

Once again, the young 24 year old groaned, sitting herself up on the bed. The pillow that was once covering her head had fallen onto her lap at the sudden movement. The simple white blankets were tangled like spider webs around her legs, frustrating her when she tried to move.

"Okay! Hold on a minute!" Sophia yelled back at the voice.

She twisted the blankets in every which way, attempting to untangle herself within them. The sheets on the other hand, were not as cooperative. No matter how hard Sophia attempted to free herself from their grasp, it seemed they only held on tighter.

"UGH!"

The man at the door raised his eyebrows at the frustrated grunt coming from the other side of the door. He crossed his arms and continued to listen to the desperate noise from the room. To him, it sounded like someone was having a wrestling match with the bed. He heard a final loud thud before footsteps approached the door.

The handle clicked with access and the door creaked with protest. Low and behold stood a very tired looking Sophia. Her dirty blonde hair was sticking out in several directions from her disheveled ponytail. She wore no make-up, which didn't hide the redness on her face. The shirt she wore was wrinkled and her tight booty shorts she used as pajamas stuck to her skin like they were vacuum sealed.

The man glanced over the young female's shoulder and into the hotel room. The sheets that were supposed to be on the bed were twisted and thrown onto the floor in a bundled mess white.

He smirked and looked directly into Sophia's deep blue eyes.

"Look's like you had your own wrestling match with the bed… and with the way you look I'd say they won…"

Sophia glared at the older man and opened the door wider, allowing him access to the room.

"Shut up Randal." She said coldly.

Randy Orton only smiled as he walked into his little sister's destroyed room. Sophia closed the door and walked over to her bed, falling down on it with a loud thump.

"Ohhhhh no. Come you have to get up. We're already running late after your little tussle with the bed. Get up. Let's go."

Randy grabbed his sister's arm and started to pull her in an attempt to make her sit up. She tugged back with what little energy she had but she was no match for Randy's large muscles. He was able to prop Sophia up on the bed so she was looking directly into his icy blue eyes.

She gave him an angry look and squirmed out of Randy's grasp. She rubbed her eyes and let out a long yawn, stretching out her muscles in the process. Sophia stood up straight and made her way over to the other side of the room to grab her bag. She held up the black suitcase with her right hand and looked back over to her brother, who hadn't moved an inch.

"Ok… let's go." She said.

Randy raised his eyebrow and took another good, long look at his baby sister.

"You're not wearing that to the arena."

"And why not?" Sophia protested with a sassy tone.

"Because you look horrible. At least fix your hair and brush your teeth." He told her, tossing her hairbrush from the night stand.

Sophia caught it with ease and glared at her brother.

"Gee thanks. Every girl just loves to hear that." She said sarcastically. "What are you my mother?"

"No, but if you keep acting like a six year old I can act like one."

Sophia sighed and turned her back on the man standing by her bed. She made her way to the bathroom and began to brush her hair. The tangles and knots fought with the brush to the point where Sophia slammed her brush down on the counter and put her hair up in another ponytail, only this one was a little nicer.

She brushed and flossed her teeth before she used her mouthwash. Once satisfied that she looked good enough to leave, she grabbed her things and walked back out into the room where Randy was waiting impatiently for her.

"Better?" Sophia said agitated.

"Not really. But I guess it works." Randy smirked and shrugged his shoulders, motioning for her to give him the bag.

Sophia scowled and handed it over to her brother.

"You know… you're so obnoxious…" She said as she walked to the door.

"I know. You tell me all the time."

Randy held the door open for his sister and took one last glance back into the room, making sure she didn't forget anything. After checking the room over, he shut the door and carried her bags down the hall until he reached another door. He knocked on it, much lighter than he had with Sophia's door, and waited only a few short moments until the handle clicked.

Standing at the door was a tall, muscular man wearing a 'Priceless' shirt with a pair of blue jeans and athletic sneakers. The man took a long hard glance at Sophia, studying her wardrobe choice. He smirked and let a small chuckle escape his lips.

"You were never a morning person."

"Not today Ted… not today…" Sophia said shaking her head. She had barely gotten any sleep last night because of the autograph signing that packed a full house. She unfortunately didn't get home until late at night, causing her to get almost no sleep.

"Sorry Soph." Ted DiBiase apologized. He turned his head around to someone sitting on the couch, his feet propped up on the back. "Cody! They're ready! Let's go!"

Ted reached behind the door and grabbed his already packed suitcase, pulling the door open wider to it would fit through. Cody Rhodes followed closely behind, wheeling his luggage behind him.

"Hey Soph." Cody greeted politely.

"Hey Cody."

The four members of Legacy traveled down the hallway until the reached the service elevator. They were barely able fit their rather large body's and tightly packed suitcases into the elevator comfortably, but somehow they managed. The doors dinged when they reached the ground floor.

The lobby was packed with people, mainly wrestlers and the work staff. They were all hustling about, signing out of the hotel and waiting for their designated rides.

Randy led the way to the front doors of the hotel, with Sophia, Ted and Cody following closely behind. They were all greeted with 'heys', 'hellos', and 'good mornings'. Sophia wasn't really paying much attention. It wasn't that she didn't like the guys, it was just she was too tired to respond or even care about the familiar faces surrounding the room.

"Well hello to you too."

Sophia turned her head to the side to locate where the voice was coming from. There standing by the wall was none other then Y2J, Chris Jericho. He began to make his way over to the young women with his arms wide open.

"Oh, sorry Chris. I'm so out of it this morning." She said returning the older man's hug. He only chuckled.

"Yeah I see that. Late night?"

"Oh yea… sometimes I wish the fans hated me…" Sophia joked.

Jericho laughed and placed a friendly hand on her shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze.

"Trust me it's not as appealing as it looks." Chris's pearly white smile gleamed in the light of the lobby, causing Sophia to smile back. "I'll see you at the arena kid."

She only nodded her head at Chris and gave him one last quick hug before heading out the door with the other Legacy members. They may not be together on TV anymore, but the four of them grew up together. They would always be known as Legacy when they were around eachother.

Sophia finally caught up with the others who were stuffing all their luggage in the trunk of the rental car. Once everything was packed and Ted somehow managed to close the trunk, everyone hopped in. Randy slid in the drivers seat with Ted next to him. Sophia and Cody sat in the back.

Ted kicked the AC on and sat back in his chair, allowing the cool air to wash over him.

"Why do we always end up sitting in the back?" Cody whined from behind Ted.

"Because you two are the youngest. Just let the big boys sit in the front kiddies." Ted teased, flipping his wrist, signaling to the two to lean back in the back seat.

"Oh please, you're only two years older than me.

"What? What was that? I'm older than you? What?" Ted placed his hand next to his ear and pretended to have trouble hearing his best friend.

Randy was in the front seat laughing as he drove down the highway.

"Oh, really mature Teddy. Real mature." Sophia said, attempting to help out Cody.

"Don't you start now munchkin. You're the youngest out of all of us… don't make me take off this belt." Ted threatened, lifting up his shirt to reveal his leather strap belt.

Sophia burst out laughing at Ted's humor, he was always the one to say the strangest things. Randy and Cody on the other hand were more laid back and reserved, while Ted and Sophia were the more outgoing of the two.

Sophia had know Ted and Cody since birth. Her father 'Cowboy' Bob Orton worked with their fathers, hence forcing them to grow up together. Of course Randy was the oldest at age 30. Ted was next at 27, followed by Cody who was 25, and finally the baby of Legacy, Sophia, at 24. Not only was she the youngest, but she was the only girl out of their families that wanted to wrestle.

She followed in her brother's footsteps and started out at OVW. Once Randy made it into the business, he put in a good word for his younger sister to Mr. McMahon, and once she was old enough, she signed a five year contract for the WWE. Sophia started out in Diva's wrestling, but her impressive skills proved that she was ready and able to work with the guys. She was now one of wrestling's top superstars.

Luckily, the arena was close to the hotel, so it didn't take long for the four to arrive. Randy pulled in relatively close to the back doors of the Staples Center. Randy parked the renal car and shut off the engine. Everyone hopped out and grabbed their own luggage from the trunk.

"I'll grab your stuff." Cody told Sophia, who was just about to pull her suitcase out of the back.

"Thanks Codes."

Cody was always the southern gentleman. He always offered to carry Sophia things, or any lady's things for that matter. He was much more soft spoken than the others, which was a total flip difference from the character he played on TV, 'Dashing' Cody Rhodes.

As they four walked in the arena with their bags in tow, Sophia began to think about how different the guys were. Cody was the soft spoken one, who followed the others, learning every skill and detail they showed.

Ted was goof. He would tell the strangest most random stories and flaunt over his good looks. It wasn't in a self absorbed way, but sort of a skill he used to make everyone smile.

Randy was the leader, the oldest and wisest. Even as kids, they all followed Randy's led, hoping to follow in his footsteps. He was the big boss man, the head honcho. He let his actions do the talking more than he did with his words, and it showed in the ring.

How completely different they were, but in a way, it made them closer. They learned to deal with each others actions, and grew off of it.

Randy led the way to the locker rooms. The long concrete hallways of the arena allowed a cool breeze to drift around the rooms. Sophia's locker room was by the Diva's, giving her time away from the boys. When the hallway forked into two separate one's, she stopped in her tracks.

"Thanks for the help Cody. I'll take it from here." Sophia reached for her bag, but Cody didn't budge.

"It's ok. I got it."

Sophia smiled and gave a simple nod. It was normal for Cody to carry her things around, his chivalry was through the roof, it was a wonder why he didn't have a girlfriend.

Randy and Ted made their way down to their own rooms while Cody followed Sophia to the Diva's locker room. The only noise that could be heard were the footsteps and wheels of the luggage being dragged down the corridor.

Sophia stopping in front of the door while Cody set the bags down next to her feet.

"Thanks Codes. You're the best." Sophia smiled and gave him a heart felt hug.

"Anytime Soph."

Cody sent her one of his 'dashing' smiles before walking off back down the hallway to meet up with Ted and Randy. She waited until Cody was out of sight to open the Diva's locker room door. Mickie James and LayCool were in the room, watching TV and getting ready for the show tonight.

Michelle McCool was lacing her boot, but she looked up to the women who had just entered the room and sent her a wide smile.

"You know… It has to be nice to have someone as 'dashing' as Cody Rhodes to follow you around everywhere." Michelle out emphasis on the 'dashing' and 'everywhere', exaggerating his need to help out the younger Orton.

"Oh please, he doesn't follow me everywhere. He's just being a gentleman."

"Suuuuuure."

Sophia rolled her eyes and smiled at the gossiping Divas. LayCool and Mickie may be on Smackdown, but most of the superstars and diva traveled to both shows. Sophia dropped her bags down next to Layla's cubby and began to unpack her wrestling outfit.

The room was fairly silent. The only voices heard were from the TV and outside in the hallway. Sophia decided to start a conversation.

"So… I hear LayCool are going to be Pros on this season of NXT."

Michelle and Layla walked over to Sophia with smiles wide on their faces.

"Yes! We're so excited! You have to meet our rookie Kaval. You'll love him!" Layla's British accent rang through the locker room, she did as great job hiding it when the cameras came on.

"Oh yeah! He's so adorable!" Michelle continued.

Sophia let out a small giggle and turned to face her fellow Divas.

"Adorable? Aren't superstars supposed to strike fear in their opponents? Not make them coo at the sight of them."

"Just wait until you see him. You'll see what we mean." Michelle finished.

"Alright. Let me get dressed and you can introduce me."

Sophia made her way back to the showers and began to wash up. She placed her outfit down on the floor next to the shower so that when she finished they were there and ready. She started the shower and carefully stepped, making sure not to slip.

The hot water felt good sliding down her still sleepy body. Thank God they had showers at the arenas, otherwise Sophia would never be able to get ready in time for the shows.

Once she was finished, she dried off and slipped on her wrestling gear. Sophia's wrestling gear highly resembled Kelly Kelly's. Her tight red top covered up her breasts, yet it showed just enough cleavage to satisfy the fans, but not enough to the point where she felt uncomfortable. Her shorts were tight and red, much like her top, and they showed off her tan legs just perfectly. A white belt hung loosely on her waist and she adjusted it so it was perfectly center.

Sophia made one last glance in the wall length mirror. It took some convincing to let Randy let her wear an outfit like this, but then again he didn't really have a say in the matter. She was a legal adult and could wear what she pleased, but that doesn't mean Randy had to like it.

Sophia walked back out in the dressing room to find that all the other Diva's were already dresses and ready to head out.

"Is everyone ready to go?" Sophia asked the group, stuffing her pajamas into her bag.

"Yea we are. But I think I'm gonna stay here and relax a little. You guys go have fun." Mickie said from the couch, only her head was turned in there direction.

"You sure?"

"Yeah I'm exhausted. Go on ahead."

"Okay, we'll see you later." Sophia waved to her friend before leading the other two Diva's out the door. "Ok… so where's this Kaval guy?"

"Follow me." Layla motioned for her to follow, which she gladly did.

The trio strolled down the hallways making small talk amongst themselves. Layla led the way while Michelle and Sophia walked side by side. The younger Orton noticed the matching LayCool shirts both Diva's were wearing, and let out a small chuckle, which went unnoticed by the co-women's champions.

The three women walked down to the backstage area just behind the curtain leading to the stage. Layla and Michelle scanned the room, looking for their new rookie.

"Oh! I found him!" Layla pointed to the left where a shorter, bald man was standing. He was standing next to MVP and another man Sophia didn't recognize, she figured it must be another rookie.

LayCool led the way towards the group with Sophia in tow. The men noticed the girls approaching and gave each of them a friendly smile.

"Hey ladies." MVP greeted as the three approached.

LayCool instantly wrapped their arms around Kaval's shoulders and kissed him on the cheek. The only thing Sophia could think of was 'Poor guy…'.

"Kaval, this is Sophia Orton. Sophia, this is our fabulous rookie Kaval." Michelle said.

Kaval extended his hand and shook it with Sophia's. She studied the young man and gave him a good look through. He was wearing a purple wresting pants with a matching zip up shirt which displayed his name. Sophia smiled and continued to scan the mans 5'8'' frame.

"They were right… you are adorable."

Kaval let out a deep laugh which surprised Sophia. She wasn't expecting his vocals to be so monotoned.

"I'm not sure if I should say thanks to that or not." He joked.

Sophia turned her attention to the man standing next to MVP. He wore red glasses with no lenses with matching wrestling tights. Sophia extended her hand to the strange man.

"You must be Montel's rookie. I'm Sophia." She greeted.

"Percy Watson. Nice to meet ya." His voice was full of charisma and a smile never leaving his face. His personality caused a similar smile to appear on her lips as well. The excitement just radiated off of him like light from a light bulb.

"You ladies want something to eat? They just opened catering." Montel told them, gesturing towards the cafeteria.

"Definitely. I didn't get a chance to grab breakfast this morning." Sophia rubbed her stomach, exaggerating her hunger.

MVP just laughed and put his arm around her shoulder.

"You never were a morning person."

"So I've been told."

The six made their way over to the catering area which was packed to the brim with wrestlers and staff. Sophia could already see her brother Randy, who was eating breakfast next to John Cena. On camera, they were enemies. In reality, they were best friends. They both came into the business around the same time, so it was no surprise they got along quite well.

Making their way over to the buffet the cooks had set up, Sophia noticed a freakishly tall man standing next to John Morrison, and they were walking their way. John was polite enough to wave as he walked by, but the man next to him was not so kind. Sophia kept getting a weird feeling from the colossal man as she watched him stare at her, his face emotionless.

As he walked by Sophia turned her head and watched them leave. The man had a good two feet on John, and he was NOT setting off good vibes.

"Who was that?" Sophia asked no one in particular.

"That was Eli Cottonwood, Morrison's new rookie." Kaval answered.

Sophia turned her attention to the smaller man and gave him a questioning look.

"I think he was sending me hate rays through his eyes… I could feel it."

Kaval laughed a little and nudged her towards the food bar. They began to grab food when he began to speak again.

"Yea, he does that with everyone. Quite frankly I don't think he's all there… if you know what I mean." Kaval said, grabbing some fruit and setting it on his plate.

"Yeah… Yeah I know what you mean…"

Once everyone had grabbed all the food they needed, Montel led the way to an open rectangular table near the center of the room. The order around the table was quite predictable. MVP, Percy, Layla, Kaval, Michelle, and Sophia. The six of them began to chow down on their meal with only a few words of chatter spread between them. Montel and Percy were the ones taking up most of the conversation, talking about tomorrow nights debut of season two NXT.

Sophia learned quite a bit about Kaval and Percy through their small talk around the table. They had both previously worked in FCW and were quite skilled in the ring.

Suddenly, Sophia's eyes were covered by something and she instantly froze up, unsure of what was happening.

"Guess who?" The voice said.

Sophia let a smile creep to her lips as she realized her eyes were coved by two hands. The man behind her didn't move an inch, waiting for a response by the younger Orton.

"Oh… I don't know… It might be my best friend in the whole wide world ever, Jack Swagger?"

The man instantly pulled his hands away, allowing Sophia to turn her head and look at the man. He was standing behind her chair, his lip sticking out in a pout, and his deep blue eyes were gleaming with sadness.

"I thought I was you best friend…" The man pouted, his voice low and upset.

Sophia stood up in her chair. She looked into the young mans eyes and let a wide smile spread across her face.

"Oh? Did I say Jack? I meant Mike."

Sophia stretched out her arms and gave her best friend, Mike Mizanin, a huge hug. Her arms wrapped around his neck while his arms were placed around her waist, picking her up for a better hug.

"Good! I though you replaced me for a second there." Mike said, wiping off a fake drop of sweat from his forehead.

Mike set her down on the ground so that she was directly in front of him, almost to the point where their chests were touching.

"How could I replace my best friend? Who else would fill the Undertaker's room with Teddy bears and not be afraid to get killed?" She joked, playfully hitting Mike in the chest.

He let out a loud laugh and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

"That was the best! …Until Vince made us clean it all up…"

"But it was so worth it." Sophia sent him a cheeky grin.

"Agreed."

Mike turned to his left and looked at another blonde man standing next to him. Sophia didn't even notice he was there until Mike motioned for him to come over.

"Soph, I want you to meet my new rookie for NXT season two, Alex Riley."

The man Mike introduced as Alex walked up and looked Sophia up and down, like he was studying a picture. Sophia was doing the same, only more discreet. Alex wore blue wresting tights with a matching letterman football jacket. In all honestly, Sophia thought he looked quite nice for a rookie.

Alex didn't extend his hand like the other rookies did. Instead, he pursed his lips and showed a small smirk.

"Damn… you look even hotter in person."

Sophia rolled her eyes, unamused by the blonde man's comment. Alex noticed her eye roll and raised his eyebrows.

"What? You know… with looks like that… you could be the next Varsity Vixen." Alex winked at Sophia who just crossed her arms over her chest.

"And what makes you think I would even want to be?" She challenged.

Alex gave her a confused look. "Who wouldn't?"

"I wouldn't."

"Woahhhhh… calm down there kitty… you don't want to break a claw now." Alex raised his hands up, pretending to scratch the air like a feline.

"Oh really? Cause you wouldn't want me to ruin you're 'good looks' now would we?" Sophia made air quotes around the 'good looks', not really wanting to admit that he looked good.

"That's right. These genes make me a rare breed, unlike yourself." Alex was now becoming angry with Sophia's remarks.

"Is that so? Didn't you just say I looked hotter in person?"

"I was just being polite. The condom factory might want to write an apology letter to your mother. She was probably disappointed with the outcome."

"Oh please, your birth certificate IS the apology letter." Sophia fought back.

That last comment made the Varsity Villain speechless. For once in his life, Alex Riley had no idea what to say. Sophia smirked to herself, knowing she had won the verbal war with the hot headed rookie.

"Now if you all will excuse me… I have to go prepare for my match tonight."

And with that, Sophia turned her back on the group and strutted her stuff down the hallway and towards hair and make-up.

Alex just stood there with an unhappy look on his face. Then he let out a small chuckle and a smirk began to play on his lips.

"Was it something I said?"

Ok, first chapter, I know kind of boring. But I wanted to give kind of a beginning with Sophia's relationship with the WWE superstars. Please review! I need to know if I should continue this? Or pitch it?

Thanks for the help!

-xoxo pajama_pants5