"Moooom... Be serious. There is no way in hell I'd ever make the cut and become a Diva. And bearing that thought in mind, since you and Kaya seem so convinced I will. I'm going to prove both of you wrong." Kylie Mero - Levesque said as she took a sip of her mojito and leaned back in the chair she was sitting in, before looking out at the waves, watching them lap against the beach.
Sable smiled at her daughter and said "Are you kidding me right now, Kylie Mero? That show's been your life since I gave birth to you. If anyone has a shot, it is definitely you. Now.. I think you should go for it."
" Did you even ask Daddy what HE thought about it?" Kylie asked with a slight mischevious smile on her face. Oh, she'd love to, if for nothing more than to get her hands on some of the men on the current roster, show them what a real good time was.. But, she was always Daddy's little girl, and she didn't want to do this without the support of BOTH of her parents.
"He asked me why you didn't come by the first day they were holding auditions here in Miami." Sable commented as she added, "See? I'm not the only one who thinks you have what it takes."
" Ughh, fine. You talked me into it. But I'm telling you, I will not get a call back. They're looking for athletic sexy mom, not model sexy."
"Sweetie. You can always hire a trainer once you're in and buff up. Besides, you have all that fight training. And gymnastics.." Sable commented as she gently shoved her daughter towards the doorway of the cocktail lounge they'd met for drinks in. "Go. Now."
"Okay, Mom." Kylie muttered as she walked towards the door, and out. She drove to the arena the tryouts were being held out on auto pilot, and the second she was in the door, her father and his wife Stephanie descended on her, giving her a number, and Triple H smirked as he pulled a half completed form from behind his back.
"Dad. No help.. Please? If I get in, I want it to be because I made that damn good of an impression. Not because my daddy broke some noses."
Paul ruffled his daughter's multiblonde hair as he smirked and said "You're going to have to prove yourself in and out of the ring.. Which means they might test you in certain situations..."
"Define situations, Dad.."
"You'll see." her father replied mysteriously, leaving her to wander around the crowded room full of Diva hopefuls and head to the snack table, to grab a chocolate chip cookie and a bottled water while she waited on her turn, with no idea what was in store for her.
"I'm wondering if this was a good idea or not." she muttered to herself as she watched a few admittedly better females try out, biting her lip nervously.
