Morgan walked off, with a great deal of happiness. She was finally able to work for the company that she dreamed of working
at since she was 6. But now she was 21, a junior in college at University of San Francisco. It was going to be the best summer
vacation of her life.

She walked down the hallway, looking at all the people that she had idolized for the past few years of her life. Her second most
favorite wrestler, Chris Jericho, stopped her in her tracks, as she stood there gawking at him. The mere thought of being five feet
from him almost gave her a heart attack.

He passed her by, wondering who this strange girl was drooling over him. He was used to it, but not by employees (at least he
hoped she wasn't a crazed fan).

Morgan over came her sudden lapse of being absolutely braindead, realized where she was, and that she actually had something
to do. She turned around and ran into what she thought was a solid wall.

"Sorry miss, maybe you should look where you are walking." A loud booming voice came down to her.

Morgan looked up and up and up until she saw the most wonderful face she had ever seen. She was in awe for just a moment,
when he looked down and smiled at her. Then he arched his eyebrow just like he always did.

Realizing that he knew that she was a new-comer, she decided to come back with an unsuspecting line. "What the hell are you
doing?" She laughed, in regards to his little eyebrow thing. She knew exactly what it was, but she was just making sure he knew
that she was no one to be messed with. Why not let The Rock know first hand?

He opened his mouth at her reply. No one new had ever NOT shown any signs of being intimidated by his presence, let alone
The People's Eyebrow. This was one girl he had to find out about. "So what is your name honey, and why the hell are you
here?"

"My name is Morgan, and I am going to be here this summer as an intern. Basically I'm just going to do some paperwork until
it's time for me to go to school again."

"So what school are you going to?"

"The University of San Francisco, and next year I am going to be a senior."

"Ok well nice meeting you, Miss Morgan, you are sure one interesting little lady. My ring name is the Rock, and my real name is
Duane, but you can call me Rocky. Maybe I'll see you around some time in the near future." He shook her hand, nearly crushing
it. He walked off, thinking about what he could do to make sure he could get to know this young lady a little better. Then he
came up with an idea, and headed straight to Vince's office.

***

Vince's booming voice came up over the loudspeaker. "Will Morgan Peterson please come up to my office. I need to speak
with her immediately."

Morgan got straight up from her desk and nearly ran to Vince's office. There she was greeted by none other than Vinniemac,
and much to her surprise, The Great One himself. 'You called for me, sir?" She asked.

"Yes, hon, don't worry, it's nothing to be worried about. You see I just got done talking with Rocky here and he tells me that he
really needs a personal assistant. Someone who can help him out with his training, his schedule, and other things that he may
need help with throughout the day. You know that he is the #1 fan favorite, and with all this attention he has, he needs someone
to help him out. Would you be willing to do this?"

She sat there in shock. She couldn't believe that she would be working with the man of her dreams. But she also realized that she
gave him that smart comment earlier about his eyebrow. Hopefully he wouldn't be to hard on her for that. "Yes, I would like to
do that. Thank you very much."

"Alright, you are now relieved of your duty in the secretarial office. You are now under Rocky's time. Have fun!"

Morgan got up and left Vince's office, with Rocky following right behind. "So, when do you want me to start, sir?" She asked.

"I'll call your hotel room in the morning, and by then I should know what to do. As for now, why don't you get some sleep?" He
grinned at the thought of what he would put her through the next day.