Thursday 19th March 2009
The phone rang in the peacefull silence of the dark, Nathan reached out onto the bedside table feeling around untill his hand came across the phone. "Hello?" He said half asleep.
"Hi this is Jim Ross, may I speak to Juliet Johnson please." Nathan groaned "Sure." He mumbled tossing the phone to his fiance, who was still half asleep. "It's some guy on the phone for you, John Ross or something."
Juliet felt for the phone, placing at her ear she tried to wake herself up a bit, "This is Juliet."
"Hi Juliet, sorry about the time but we've been trying to reach you all day."
"That's alright." Juliet sat up upon hearing the southern accent, switching on the bedside lamp to waken herself more, causing Nathan to bury his head under the pillows.
"We're calling to offer you a place in the WWE, we want you to come over in two days, hence my calling in the middle of the night." Juliet rubbed her eyes. "We're gonna fax you over the flight details and such. I'm assuming your silence is agreement."
"Of course, I'd love to come over."
"Great, the details are on the way. We'll see you in two days." With that he hung up and she was left speechless. She had just gotten the call, the call you wait your whole life for. Going to the big leagues and she only had one thought, how the hell was she gonna tell Gwen?
"Who was it babe?"
"That was Jim Ross." She stuttered, still taking it all in.
"What was he wanting?" Clearly not knowing who he was.
"He wants me to come work for the WWE." Nathan removed the pillow from over his head, unsure if he had heard right. "He's faxing me over the details, I leave in two days."
"And that's it your just going to drop everything?" Nathan sat up next to Juliet on the bed, "What about our plans?"
Juliet just sat there silently, she knew this was going to change everything. She loved Nate but he wasn't a wrestling fan, he thought it was just a sport she did, a hobby at best. She knew he didn't believe she'd get there, hell she wasn't sure if she truly believed she'd ever get there. Knowing Nate had drifted back off to sleep, Juliet headed into the study. Their house was an engagement present from Nathan's parents. She sat in the chair looking around the wall, full of photos, great memories. It wasn't much of a surprise that most of her favourite moments took place in the ring or with family. There was a photo sitting on Nate's desk, of them with Nate's parents. Juliet would never forget the first thing his mom had said after she heard of their engagement. "When are you going to give me a grandchild?" No she wasn't kidding, deadly serious. She should've expected it, Nate's parents were very traditional, they were well off aswell, most of the time Juliet felt out of place around them. But she was only nineteen, and a wrestler. Babies were nowhere in her thoughts, not for years at least. "I thought I'd find you here."
Juliet turned to see Nathan poking his head round the study's door. If she had a big decision to be made this is where she'd be. She opened her mouth to speak when the fax machine started buzzing. They both turned their attention to the machine where sheets of paper were starting to print out. Juliet stood up and slowly picked them up. She was to fly to Conneticut on saturday to sign contracts, then she'd be on the road by sunday.
"So when we going?"
Juliet turned her head in shock, "We?"
"Yes, you think I'm going to let my girl go over there by herself? Nathan took her hand and sat them down on the couch. "I'll book a flight on your plane and we can fly over together." He kissed her forehead and left the room. Juliet was upset at his decision to just come with her. Sure she knew they were engaged, but she wanted to do the first bit alone, not to be held down by Nathan.
The ringing of the phone brought Gwen Kensit from her deep and peaceful slumber as she felt around her bedside cabinet for the cordless phone. "Lo?" She cleared her throat groggily and tried again. "Hello?"
"Is this a Miss Kensit?"
"Yeah," Gwen rubbed her eyes a little to try and wake herself up more. If there was one thing she hated, it was people interrupting her sleep. "What can I do for you sir?"
"This is Jim Ross, from the WWE." Gwen nearly dropped the phone in astonishment. What the hell was JIM ROSS doing calling her? "We recieved the tapes you sent to us and we'd like to offer you an on-air position with us."
"For real?" She suddenly realised this was a business phone call and ordered herself to get a grip. "I mean, that would be great. Thank you, when would you like me to come sign?"
"As soon as possible, preferably in two days. We'll send you the necessary documents by fax."
"That sounds fine," Inside Gwen's stomach was doing somersaults. SHE WAS GOING TO THE WWE. "Thanks so much for this opportunity."
"You're very welcome." Once she had hung up the phone, Gwen lay in bed for a moment longer, as it finally sunk in that her dream was coming true. A horrible thought then struck her.
What was she gonna do without Juliet?
Her and Juliet had grown up their entire lives best friends. The fact that there was only a two year age gap really helped... along with the fact that they were cousins and had lived in California for ten years together. Gwen was a New Yorker now, and had been for the last seven years, but her and Juliet still hung out regularly. They had begun their wrestling obsession together and had begun their training at the same time, albeit in different states. She couldn't imagine heading to the WWE without her cousin by her side?
She got up out of bed and padded through her apartment till she came to her roommate Logan's room. She thought about knocking, but then thought back to the amount of times Logan had come crashing into her bedroom yelling his head off at 4am stumbling and puking up everywhere just to tell her how many times he had gotten laid that particular night. An evil grin came across her face and taking a deep breath, she kicked the door open. "I'M GOING TO THE WWEEEEE!!!" She ran forward and leapt onto his bed, causing him to groan as her full body weight landed on her stomach.
"G, get back to sleep, and stop sleepwalking." Logan mumbled before pulling the pillow back over his face.
Gwen yanked the pillow back. "I'm serious Logan, JR just called, he wants me to go sign my contract on Saturday!"
Logan sat up a little, blinking at her in disbelief. "You're not shitting me?"
"Of course I'm not." Gwen said giddily, feeling a lot younger than her seventeen years in her excitement. "I'm going to the WWE!"
"That's amazing." Logan laughed and pulled her into a hug. A thought struck him and he pulled away, examining her face in concern. "Have you told JJ?"
Gwen's face fell. "No. I don't want her to hate me. Why couldn't she have gotten asked to go too?" Suddenly the phone rang again. Gwen practically pounced on it. "Heylo?"
"G? It's JJ." Weird, Gwen thought. Talk about shite it hits you right in the face. "You'll never guess what just happened to me."
"You'll never guess what just happened to me." Gwen said. She was gutted that her cousin wasn't coming with her but she was still excited.
"Same time?" JJ wanted to pro-long the moment she had to tell her cousin she was becoming a Diva without her.
"Okay." The girls took a deep breath and said instantaneously.
"I'm going to the WWE!"....
... "So am I!"