The Teen Intern

Desiree Meets The Shield

Desiree was in awe—who wouldn't be when you're standing in the presence of three gorgeous, but talented individuals such as The Shield?

"Desiree, please breathe." Stephanie instructed.

Desiree was so star struck that Stephanie had to remind her to breathe.

When the men of The Shield heard the fan girl screams, Jon and Colby gave Des a look of disturbances—while Joe gave her a small smile—a small uncomfortable smile.

Desiree stepped closer to The Shield. Nervously, she began to speak.

"Hello, I'm Desiree Paige or you can call me Des or Desi." she babbled on nervously.

Jon and Colby just gave her a blink stare. Joe gave her a small smile because he knows how difficult it is to introduce yourself. Although, he found it funny, how she was babbling out of nervousness.

Stephanie walked behind Desiree and put her hands on her shoulders. "Gentlemen, your job is to help provide Desiree with a perspective of the wrestling world. Desiree is your intern for the entire summer and you have full authority to tell her what to do. In August, you three will take a vote to see whether she'll stay with you until she gets her big break or if she leaves.

Desiree had fear inside herself. It takes a no for her dreams to fall to pieces. One no from either of these men and it's bye to the wrestling world and hello to doing something boring and typical.

Stephanie removed her hands from Des's shoulders. "If any of you gentlemen need help, I'm always here to discuss any matters. Desiree will cause no problems at all." she assured them.

The three gentlemen nodded their heads, before Stephanie walked away, leaving a teenager in their hands. Jon and Colby had no idea how to approach a teenage girl especially a teenage WWE fan girl. Joe had decided to be the courageous one and talk to her first.

"We're going to take a shower and then drive back to the hotel. You can look around and meet back here in an hour."

Desiree nodded her head. "Alright just one hour. More than that and I'm barging into the locker room." she smiled, trying to hide her laughter.

"We'll be here." Joe promised, smiling at her back, before following Jon and Colby, who got an early lead heading back to the locker room.

Des was in utter amazement wondering the backstage area. She hadn't come into contact with any of the Superstars or Divas—possibly heard about the lunatic fan girl and hid for cover.

Due to the distraction of her eyes darting around the backstage area, she bumped into someone, which caused her to drop her spiral notebooks, pens and her laptop.

Desiree crotched down to pick up her things—embarrassed about not watching out. "I'm so sorry." she apologized for her clumsy actions.

"No worries, it's my fault." he crotched down to help her pick up her things and hand them back to her.

Des finally made eye contact with the person who helped her. She let out another fan girl scream when she was in the presence of Brad Maddox.

"You're Brad Maddox." she covered her mouth. She was in awe again.

"I'm guessing you're the teenage intern?" he assumed, which was an obvious guess.

Desiree nodded her head. "I'm Desiree Harper—or you can call me Des—or you can call me Dessy." she babbled on nervously and offered Brad a handshake.

Brad accepted her handshake and helped her up. "Nice to meet you, Desiree. I'm Tyler. Welcome to the WWE family."

Des smiled. "Thanks, it means a lot."

Desiree had always heard from WWE fans that Brad Maddox was a creep. Desiree had always assumed that was with other women—but to a teenage girl like herself, Brad seemed nice and helpful.

"I can see that The Shield hasn't mauled you yet." Brad joked.

Desiree gave a small laugh. "Not yet. Any advice on handling them?"

"Be patient. They might not accept you right off the bat, but they eventually have too. These are three serious men and you're not so serious—stay that way. They will warm up to you." Brad assured her.

Des gave a big smile. "Thank you for the advice." she said, and walked away.

After the show as over, Des and The Shield got inside their rental car on their way to the hotel they were staying at. The car ride was awkward as hell. Colby and Jon were in the backseat, while Des was in the passenger seat and Joe driving. With one hand on the wheel, Joe used the other hand to turn the knob of the radio to find a radio station that Desiree would like. Joe landed on a radio station where The Way by Ariana Grande feat. Mac Miller played.

"Do you like this song?" Joe asked Desiree, which broke the silence-awkwardness inside the car.

Desiree nodded shyly. "I like the song."

Des's comment struck some points with Colby in the back seat. Due to Colby's smirk, Jon forcefully elbowed Colby in his arm. Colby didn't make a scene out of it, but silently yelled in pain.

"Don't bother socializing with her. We can't be so emotionally attached." Jon cautioned Colby silently.

"Alright Desiree, you're bed is through there." Joe pointed to the left room. "If you need anything at all, just come to me. It will be no trouble at all."

Des smiled at Joe. "Thank you, Roman. What time should I wake up to for the next flight?" she asked.

"Please, call me Joe. Roman is just my ring name." Joe insisted. "And wake up at 4 am. Do you need me to wake you up an hour earlier to get ready?"

"Nah, I think I'll just go to the airport in my pajamas." Desiree clarified.

"Okay, if you need anything, just yell for me. Good night, Desiree." Joe smiled at her and walked away.

With that, Desiree went inside her hotel bedroom. It was so huge! It felt like a paradise. A girl like her can get used to this. After admiring the beauty of her suite, she put on her pajamas and pulled on her laptop and began to type away her first day as The Shield's intern. Stephanie had told her that it would be nice for her to keep a journal of her experience of being an intern.

Journal Entry #1:

I have survived the first evening with The Shield and to tell you, these guys are more good looking and more intimidating in real life. When I first laid eyes on them in person, I was a typical fan girl. I screamed and shouted—they must have thought I was a lunatic. My first impressions of these men are a mixed reaction.

You have Dean Ambrose or Jonathan Good. I don't know what's with him, when a mic is in his hands, he is able to captivate the audience's attention and feed them every single line he says. But from what I've seen from him, he's too quiet. I can't confirm if he's really psychotic or this man knows how to play his role to perfection.

And then you have Seth Rollins or Colby Lopez. This man is a true high flyer, but from his question that he asked Stephanie, I think he's not so thrilled about having me intern for him.

Lastly, we have Roman Reigns or Joe Anoai.  Surprisingly, he's been the only Shield member that has bothered to talk to me. And strike a conversation with me which has taken some pressure away from me. I relate to him because we're both the quiet ones—but we have a lot more to offer.

I'm going to take Brad's advice and be patient with them and not take anything they say for granted. Most of all, I am going to stay myself and hopefully, they'll warm up to me.