"It's going to be tough, you know! Not just a walk in the park, there will be days you want to just die, but if you are really dedicated it will all pay off." A tall woman with short blonde hair was sitting in the chair, many longed to sit in. She proudly held her gleaming championship close to her chest.
"You see, it's all about jealousy! I have something you will never know. Talent," she continued to belittle the usually-cheerful redheaded beauty. Michelle McCool was never one to be kind; she got what she wanted no matter what the cost. Michelle was the type of girl who only cared about herself and her own career, she didn't care who she had to hurt or stab in the back to get where she needed to be. Maria on the other hand, was a happy-go-lucky sort of girl. She cared a great deal about friendship and family and would never say a cruel word. Although she wasn't the most talented girl in the WWE, she was one of the prettiest. Her radiant long red locks were the envy of the girl's locker room. Her luscious green eyes could melt the heart of any guy and her enviable figure was something that many girls desired, including Michelle McCool.
"Michelle, leave her alone. She is only young, give her a chance to prove herself yet." A short, fiery diva whispered in an English accent. She has sleek, straight, jet black hair which really brought out the best of her features.
"Layla, she is not anything worthy of your defence," Michelle smirked, still focusing her icy stare on Maria. Layla immediately retreated and sat down in the chair next to Michelle's mighty throne.
"Tell me Maria, do you honestly think you will ever get anywhere in Smackdown? Do you think you will ever compare to my excellence," Michelle continued to snare. "I am the queen of this show, the queen of this company and no matter where you go or who you befriend you will always be left in my shadow. Answer me, Maria, do you think one day you will take my place in this throne?" Michelle was now focusing on Layla. Layla timidly glared at Maria, feeling the pressure from Michelle. Layla looked up to Michelle and wanted to one day be as great as her, nobody would ever stand up to Michelle McCool or even associate themselves with her. She truly was the queen of smackdown and she could ruin anybody's life if she wanted to. Layla had never really approved of Michelle's intimidating ways but she had learnt that it was by far better to be with Michelle than against her. She dared not to go against Michelle's ways as she feared what Michelle would do to her if she did.
"Uh-uh-umm, I would love to one day be as legendary as you." Maria stuttered, avoiding looking into the ice-queen's eyrie glaze.
"Answer the question," Michelle demanded, leaning forward from her studded throne. "Actually, don't bother answering the question!" Michelle laughed. "We all know the answer, you will never make it to this championship." She stroked the championship with a bony hand and sneered at Maria's devastated face. Maria had tears in her eyes and by the expression on her face, her world had come crashing down.
"That was all I wanted to know," Michelle leaned to Layla and ordered her to take Maria out of her presence. Layla immediately leapt to her feet and showed Maria the door. When Maria was half way out the door, Michelle quietly issued a warning to the beautiful redhead.
"Don't underestimate us, we can ruin your life." Maria simply looked at her feet and felt something could in her hand. She clenched her fist containing the alien item and continued walking. When she was down the corridor and safely out of the evil step sisters' watch, she opened her fist and observed a silver heart locket. She gasped, how had Layla passed this to her? How did Layla get this treasured family possession? The engraving on the back of the locket read, 'A single kind word, will keep one warm for years.'