*Yawn*
"What a day..."I told myself walking into the airport.I was flying from Canada off to the US for my first WWF appearance.I can't believe those idiots wouldn't give me a VISA it's a shame they have something against smart Canadians.*sigh*Now...since I missed my flight,I have to sit here another 3 hours...bored out of my mind.I wish Andrew had came up here so we could fly back together.But no...he had to be an utter and complete fool and say no.*yawn*
Well...in case no one knows who I am.I'm Trish Stratus..also known as(to the people that care)Patricia Stratigias.I was born in Ontario,Toronto Canada about 23 years ago.Anyhow,when I was in school I made pretty good grades and I played field hockey,soccer and ice hockey.I loved being in control of sports,a leader or a coach,it's one of my most valued hobbies.
My big dream in life was to become a doctor.But that was tossed out of my view once my college went on strike.I still feel urges to bulldogg and suplex them in to a classroom desk.Oh well.If that didn't happen I wouldn't be doing this.
*3 Hours Later*
Announcer:Calling on boards for flight 143 to Atlanta,Georgia.
That would be me.I yawned and grabbed my suitcase,and got my ticket ready and gave it to the flight attendant.She looked at me funny...I swear...I hate being Canadian sometimes.No one likes us...*sigh*
I got to my seat and sat down and saw that the menu for the flight would be prime rib.I knew that couldn't have been right.I can't eat that stuff!The things I do to remain in the buisness I am.So like a real trooper I sat there with my bag of rice cakes and ate up.
Well..if I'm going to be in tiptop shape for tonight..I should get some rest,so after we took off..I got a good 5 hours of sleep.Then I felt a nudge on my shoulder.It was the guy sitting in front of me.He had long brown hair and soft chocolate brown eyes.I looked up at him and realized who it was,it was Matt Hardy,WWF wrestler-tag-team partner of Jeff Hardy.
"Hey...uhmm...your flight is over Trish."He laughed and smiled taking my suitcase.
"What are ya doing on this flight Matt?"I asked him looking at him confused.
"Well..Andrew asked me to fly down here with you...even though you never noticed."
"Why didn't you say something??"
"Because I got on the plane when they stopped in Pittsburg and you were sleeping."
"Ooh..I see...well let's get off here..I'm stiff as a damn board."
Matt laughed and took my suitcase.I smiled at him and told myself this whole thing wasn't going to be as hard as I thought it would.
We walked off the plane and sat down waiting for Andrew to come.I knew he'd take forever.I haven't seen him in 2 months
I saw him at one of my fitness conventions.I don't know why he came.
"So,"Matt asked,"How was your week?"
"Kinda hectic...it took me 5 days to get my VISA I don't think the US likes Canadians."
"Oh really...well I do."Matt said looking at me.
"Hmm..."I rolled my eyes and looked outside and I saw Andrew,Matthew(Albert)and...well well well...Amy Dumas.
"Hi Trish!"Amy said smiling..I know she was really thinking..die bitch die...
"Hey Amy,how are you?"I replied to her.
"Oh I'm fine...how about you?I think you're going to like it in the WWF,kid."Amy said walking over to Matt.
I stepped to the side and the word "kid"ran through my mind endlessly I was about to walk up there and slap her across the face up until Andrew said"Well..C'mon Trish."
I had a weird look on my face and I was red."What'd she say to you?"Andrew said looking at me with his hand on my arm.
"Oh Nothing...she called me"kid"."I told him,looking at him like I wanted to choke her.
"Why-I-Oughta..."Drew said about to approach her.
"No...Andy don't..I don't wanna start up anything."
"Oh...And she's not?"
"Good Point."
"Well are we leaving now?,"Matt says walking toward the elevator,with my suitcase still in hand,"Or are we just going to stand her and talk about the weather?"
"Yeah Hardy...let's go."Drew said taking a small bag away from him.
God...I thought to myself...If all I can get along with is the guys.They're really going to think I'm some slut.Frightening.I knew that most of the girls just thought I was coming in the WWF to shake two things and get a paycheck.But I LOVE this sport.I love the WWF.This is a wonderful experience so I have to live it out.I mean...alot of y'all may think all I am is T&A...but I am way more than that.
"What a day..."I told myself walking into the airport.I was flying from Canada off to the US for my first WWF appearance.I can't believe those idiots wouldn't give me a VISA it's a shame they have something against smart Canadians.*sigh*Now...since I missed my flight,I have to sit here another 3 hours...bored out of my mind.I wish Andrew had came up here so we could fly back together.But no...he had to be an utter and complete fool and say no.*yawn*
Well...in case no one knows who I am.I'm Trish Stratus..also known as(to the people that care)Patricia Stratigias.I was born in Ontario,Toronto Canada about 23 years ago.Anyhow,when I was in school I made pretty good grades and I played field hockey,soccer and ice hockey.I loved being in control of sports,a leader or a coach,it's one of my most valued hobbies.
My big dream in life was to become a doctor.But that was tossed out of my view once my college went on strike.I still feel urges to bulldogg and suplex them in to a classroom desk.Oh well.If that didn't happen I wouldn't be doing this.
*3 Hours Later*
Announcer:Calling on boards for flight 143 to Atlanta,Georgia.
That would be me.I yawned and grabbed my suitcase,and got my ticket ready and gave it to the flight attendant.She looked at me funny...I swear...I hate being Canadian sometimes.No one likes us...*sigh*
I got to my seat and sat down and saw that the menu for the flight would be prime rib.I knew that couldn't have been right.I can't eat that stuff!The things I do to remain in the buisness I am.So like a real trooper I sat there with my bag of rice cakes and ate up.
Well..if I'm going to be in tiptop shape for tonight..I should get some rest,so after we took off..I got a good 5 hours of sleep.Then I felt a nudge on my shoulder.It was the guy sitting in front of me.He had long brown hair and soft chocolate brown eyes.I looked up at him and realized who it was,it was Matt Hardy,WWF wrestler-tag-team partner of Jeff Hardy.
"Hey...uhmm...your flight is over Trish."He laughed and smiled taking my suitcase.
"What are ya doing on this flight Matt?"I asked him looking at him confused.
"Well..Andrew asked me to fly down here with you...even though you never noticed."
"Why didn't you say something??"
"Because I got on the plane when they stopped in Pittsburg and you were sleeping."
"Ooh..I see...well let's get off here..I'm stiff as a damn board."
Matt laughed and took my suitcase.I smiled at him and told myself this whole thing wasn't going to be as hard as I thought it would.
We walked off the plane and sat down waiting for Andrew to come.I knew he'd take forever.I haven't seen him in 2 months
I saw him at one of my fitness conventions.I don't know why he came.
"So,"Matt asked,"How was your week?"
"Kinda hectic...it took me 5 days to get my VISA I don't think the US likes Canadians."
"Oh really...well I do."Matt said looking at me.
"Hmm..."I rolled my eyes and looked outside and I saw Andrew,Matthew(Albert)and...well well well...Amy Dumas.
"Hi Trish!"Amy said smiling..I know she was really thinking..die bitch die...
"Hey Amy,how are you?"I replied to her.
"Oh I'm fine...how about you?I think you're going to like it in the WWF,kid."Amy said walking over to Matt.
I stepped to the side and the word "kid"ran through my mind endlessly I was about to walk up there and slap her across the face up until Andrew said"Well..C'mon Trish."
I had a weird look on my face and I was red."What'd she say to you?"Andrew said looking at me with his hand on my arm.
"Oh Nothing...she called me"kid"."I told him,looking at him like I wanted to choke her.
"Why-I-Oughta..."Drew said about to approach her.
"No...Andy don't..I don't wanna start up anything."
"Oh...And she's not?"
"Good Point."
"Well are we leaving now?,"Matt says walking toward the elevator,with my suitcase still in hand,"Or are we just going to stand her and talk about the weather?"
"Yeah Hardy...let's go."Drew said taking a small bag away from him.
God...I thought to myself...If all I can get along with is the guys.They're really going to think I'm some slut.Frightening.I knew that most of the girls just thought I was coming in the WWF to shake two things and get a paycheck.But I LOVE this sport.I love the WWF.This is a wonderful experience so I have to live it out.I mean...alot of y'all may think all I am is T&A...but I am way more than that.
