Brie Bella sat at the long table across from the creative writers of WWE, she was growing impatient as she tapped her nails against the desk, and Nikki patted her on the leg from under the table to reassure her. But all Brie could do was shoot a glare at Nikki and Nikki shrugged.
Brie was not happy that she was being put in some romantic story line, she was Brie Bella, she was here to wrestle - not to make out with wrestlers that could well have been her father. Any guy could have came walking through that door, it could be John Cena, Randy Orton, or.. Santino, or even worse, Daniel Bryan. Brie's current ex boyfriend, and let's just say the relationship didn't end too nicely.
"Brie." Nikki said quietly, "Would you stop that? You're giving me a headache - I'm already nervous and it's not even my story line."
Brie sighed, "I'm sorry. It's hard, either he's really late or I'm really impatient." Brie said quietly as the WWE writers conversed.
"You're just impatient." Nikki shrugged and leaned back in the large black chair, "It's not a big deal, it'll probably be one of those romance story lines that just, fade out with no ending. Kind of like all of Kelly Kelly's, her and Drew went unfinished."
"That's because she's Kelly Kelly." Brie rolled her eyes at the mention of the blonde, "No one cares."
The door finally opened and Brie kept her knees to her chest and kept her eyes closed.
"Is he really bad?" Brie whispered to her sister Nikki.
"Err..." Nikki said, seeming to be at a loss for words.
I knew it, I knew they'd put me back with Daniel again, Brie thought as she popped her eyes open and glanced over her shoulder. She didn't see Daniel Bryan though.
Brie saw Vince Mcmahon standing at the door, straightening his suit and behind him, Brie saw CM Punk.
"What?" Brie said, trying to keep the shock out of her voice, she then turned to share her surprise with her sister.
Nikki was absolutely shocked, and I mean shocked. Her eyes darted from her sister to CM Punk, but then Brie noticed a flash of anger in her eyes.
"What?" Nikki finally said, breaking the silence, "You can't be serious! Brie!-"
"Brie can deal with it or she can leave the WWE." One of the writers interrupted.
Brie stood up then, slamming her palms against the table, "Excuse me? You'd fire me over a simple story line?"
"We do need to downsize on the divas." One of the writers said, a evil grin on his face.
"What?" Brie snapped, "If I were you - I'd be downsizing on the men in the mens division, like all of the men you absolutely buried under big names like John Cena and Randy Orton!"
The WWE writer stood up, angry, "You dare talk to me like that!-"
"Shut up!" Nikki shouted, "Damn. Sorry I even said anything." Nikki said, rolling her eyes and sitting back down.
"Well, now that you drama queens are done, we can sit down and talk about the story line and get the scripts out." Vince said, pulling out a chair beside Brie and gesturing for CM Punk to sit in it, which he did, quietly.
The WWE writers all nodded in agreement, "Okay, so here." One of them said, sliding a script over to Brie and then one to CM Punk.
Brie flipped through the script, reading it with much interest, but after a while she bit her lip and then glanced up.
"Is there a problem?" Vince asked.
"Um, yeah." Brie said, setting the script down. Everyone's stare was on her by now, "Why are you putting me in a story line with him? Honestly, the kid is going to be going places, he'll be a future WWE champion, and I'm not going any where. I'll probably be buried just like Gail Kim and Melina. I'll just, in the end, be dragging him down."
Vince bit his lip before talking, "We know he is going places, and we want you to be going places too. To kind of, 'cleanse' the divas division, we don't want the Bella twins to be buried, we want you two to be as big as Kelly Kelly and John Cena, perhaps even bigger."
"What does this have to do with me?" Nikki said dryly, as one of the writers set a script in front of her also, "I was just here for moral support."
"Well, we want both of the bella twins to be big names. And by doing that, we need to turn you both heel, Nikki you may not have a problem with that but Brie might." Vince explained.
Brie was reading when her eyes met something, "Wait? I have to fight.. Nikki?" Brie said, looking up at her sister.
"No way, not happening." Nikki said, folding her arms and leaning back in her chair, "There is no way in hell you can force me to beat up my sister."
Brie nodded, "It's just not happening. Don't get me wrong, I don't want to leave the WWE or anything, but this story line sounds.. scary." She admitted, "And it sounds like it could go wrong at any minute." Brie said, slapping her script on the table.
"Which is why we put you in the story line Brie." Vince said.
"Am I supposed to feel flattered?" Brie muttered, and she heard CM Punk chuckle from beside her.
"Well, what's so funny?" Brie asked him, looking over at him, "You've been quite quiet about this."
CM Punk stood up in his chair a little straighter, "You see, this, is just a story line, it's not real or anything. So what? You only have to kiss me like, once a week? What, do you have some secret boyfriend we don't know about?" CM Punk said with a amused glint in his eyes.
Brie rolled her eyes, "Yeah, but here's the problem, its you." She said coldly.
"Ow, that stung my little Bella." CM Punk said, placing a hand over his heart, "Besides, a lot of divas in the locker room would die to kiss me."
"Then go find them." Brie snapped.
"You're right, this isn't going to work, we bicker way too much." CM Punk said, returning her eye roll and leaning back in his chair.
"Which is the beauty of it!" Vince smiled, standing up as if he had just won the lottery. He walked over to the two and placed a hand on each of their shoulders, "It'd be a even better story line if you two absolutely hate each other!"
Brie felt her stomach lurch at the idea of kissing CM Punk.
"Okay, so that was about as awful as I imagined it - maybe even more." Brie sighed as her and Nikki left the conference room.
Nikki sighed and put a arm around her sister's shoulders and gave her a light squeeze, "Let's just hope this one fades out."
Brie nodded, "Yeah. Fuck, let's even pray it will. I can't stand him, he's condescending, annoying, repulsive.. mean.." Brie muttered, and then she saw CM Punk.
"Well don't stop because of me, ladies. Please, continue on." CM Punk said, folding his arms across his chest.
Brie rolled her eyes, "You really are full of yourself." Brie said, linking her arm with Nikki's, "Anyways, we have a match to go and win."
"You mean cheat?" CM Punk called as Brie and Nikki walked away.
Brie resisted the urge to flip the bird as Nikki and her walked arm and arm with her to the ring.
"Forget him." Nikki muttered.
I'll try. Brie said, shooting one last glance at CM Punk, but it wouldn't be easy.
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