Sasha Banks - RAW

I remember earlier this year, at WrestleMania 33 when Sasha Banks was in that Fatal 4-Way match against Bayley, Charlotte Flair and Nia Jax. I also remember wanting her to win, but it never happened. She has remained a top draw in WWE ever since her main roster debut in 2015 and has won a few championships in a matter of years. I knew who I was picking if I wanted to win championships and become a main event player.

I grabbed my phone and sent a text to Paul Levesque, confirming my decision.

"Great. I will let her and the RAW writers know where you are going to be."

I waited a couple of days for some news regarding my debut, but I eventually got a message by RAW commissioner, Stephanie McMahon.

"Hey John. Great to have you on board. I want to let you know that you will be making your debut in a couple of weeks at our SummerSlam PPV. We will be booking you in a mixed tag team match against Maria and Mike Kanellis. It is in Brooklyn, NY so make sure to book a hotel and be prepared. Stephanie McMahon x"

So it was settled, I was an official WWE Superstar. A lifelong dream was about to become a reality in a few short weeks.

I then got a message from Sasha herself.

"Yo dude. I just wanted to let you know how excited I am to be partnering with you at SummerSlam. I enjoyed your stuff in NXT. Can't wait to meet you xx"

I sent a text back, thanking her for her kind welcome. I also told her that I couldn't wait to meet her either.

A few weeks past and it was the Friday before the SummerSlam PPV and I had been continuing my conversation with Sasha, even getting a bit flirty. I knew that nothing was going to go too far, because of Sasha's marriage.

We was talking and she told me how she wanted herself, me and the Kanellis' to meet up to plan how the match was going to go. I agreed because I felt that it was important to make a good impression to the casual members of the WWE Universe who won't know who I was.

I had eventually finished packing so it was finally time to fly to Brooklyn, NY. 2 and a half hours later I was in St Louis and checked into my hotel. Unfortunately, I saw somebody taking pictures of me entering the hotel, probably to begin rumours about my debut.

When I reached my hotel room, I noticed that there were 2 single beds, instead of one double. Somebody had already claimed one of the beds. There was suitcases by the wall and a black shirt with grey shorts laid out on the bed. I walked over to the shirt and turned it over. When I did, and saw what it said, I knew instantly who I was staying with.