Note: The RAW/Smackdown split DOES NOT occur in this story.
Chapter One
"Girls, as you all know we have signed a new female to the company and at first we were going to delay her debut until Survivor Series, but we felt it might be too much like Charlene's debut. So tonight we have decided to show her to the world so to speak," Stephanie informed the Divas. She noticed their excited faces and smiled. "You will really like her. She's been in the independent scene for years and at OVW for about two so she really knows how to wrestle. Not only that, she is absolutely hilarious. I swear if she wasn't a wrestler she'd be a stand up comedian," she said. "What will her role be?" Nora asked curiously. "Well she looks very similar to Trish so we have decided to place her as Trish's tag-team partner. At first we had the idea of making them sisters, but we decided against it. As a tag-team the two of them will start a feud with Gail and Lisa-Marie," Stephanie answered, as Trish stood up. "Is she here?" she asked anxiously. "As a matter of fact she is. She is talking with Jim and my father right now, but she will be here in a second. Her name is Jem Carter, but in the ring she'll just be called Jem," Stephanie said, just as the door opened. A blonde haired woman walked in and nervously smiled. "Well look who it is. I was just talking about you," Stephanie said in a very friendly tone. "Really? All good I hope," Jem replied, turning to all the women. "Hi, I'm Jem," she said, waving slightly. She watched a tall woman stand up and extend her hand. "I'm Stacy. This is Torrie...Amy...Trish...Jaqueline...Rena...Nora...Terri...Charlene, Lisa- Marie and Gail," Stacy introduced everyone. "It is nice to meet you all," Jem said, as they all smiled. "Well I need to go, but just get comfortable and I'll meet with you, Trish, Gail, and Lisa-Marie in an hour to talk about what's going to happen tonight," Stephanie said, giving Jem a welcoming hug. She walked out of the locker room leaving the Divas to get to know Jem better. "So where are you from?" Stacy asked, as Jem took a seat next to Trish. "Las Vegas," Jem answered. "How fun! Sin City!" Lisa- Marie exclaimed, as Jem chuckled. "Yeah, it's pretty fun," she said, noticing Trish looking at her. She turned to look at the blonde and smiled. "So you and I are partners?" she asked. "Yeah. Sounds like fun," Trish said excitedly. "Yeah. I'm sure it will be," Jem replied as the two smiled at each other.
:: Meeting Room ::
"Welcome ladies," Vince said, as Trish, Lisa-Marie, Gail and Jem walked into the medium sized room. He was seated in a large chair next to Stephanie who had four pieces of paper in her hand. She motioned them to sit and handed them each a piece of paper. "These are the scripts for tomorrow night. You four will each have speaking parts and we would like you to practice tonight after the show and tomorrow as well so you'll have it memorized completely," she said. "I talked to Jem a little earlier and she already knows what to do tonight. You three will continue with the match that you have already planned and practiced, but instead of you two winning, Trish will win thanks to Jem's interference," Vince explained. "What do I do when I win? Hug her?" Trish asked, as he shook his head. "You will act confused as to who she is, then that is where tomorrow comes in. She will introduce herself," he answered. "Okay, sounds good," Trish said, as the other girls nodded in agreement.
When the meeting ended, the four of them returned to the locker room to start getting ready. "So what are you going to wear?" Trish asked, as both of Jem's eyes widened. "Oh no, I totally forgot about buying ring attire!" she exclaimed, as Gail laid a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry. We'll put you in something and then tomorrow we can go shopping," she said, as Trish raised some black pants up. "You look about my size so you wear these," she said, as Jem took them. "Thanks," she replied, a relieved look coming over her face. "Obviously you are not Trish's size in the upper area, so here's a shirt," Gail said, as they all began laughing. "Jealous?" Trish asked jokingly. Jem watched them and she couldn't help but feel happy. She had heard a lot of negative things about the people in the WWE, but so far none of it was true.
"Okay let's see how it looks!" the three girls exclaimed. Jem opened the door and walked out with the outfit on. "I like it," Lisa-Marie said, as Gail cocked her head to the side. "Yeah, but the shirt should be shorter," she replied, rolling the shirt up a bit. "True. We know how the male fans are," Trish said, rolling her eyes. Gail grabbed a pair of scissors and began cutting the shirt. "Are you sure you want to do that? It's your shirt," Jem said. "Yeah, it's fine," Gail replied, as she snipped the last piece off. "Perfect," Lisa-Marie said, as Trish grabbed Jem's arm. "Now for makeup," she said, leading her out.
After her makeup was done along with the others, they walked back to the locker room to change into their ring attire with the exception of Jem. "I think I'm going to wear purple tonight," Trish said, walking over to a big black closet that rolled. "What is that?" Jem asked. Trish opened it and pointed to all the drawers. "We divas are lucky. We don't have to travel with our wrestling attire. The big trucks that carry the ring from city to city also carries our closet. Each drawer has one of our names on it and that just means that's where our clothes are," she explained, opening her drawer. She took out her purple outfit and smiled. "Are you ready for tonight?" she asked, as Jem blew out a long breath. "Almost," she answered. "Don't worry, you'll do great, but you better go easy on me and Gail," Lisa-Marie joked, as Jem laughed. "You'll just have to wait and see," she said, a smile spread across her face.
"Five minutes until show time!" a stagehand called, as the women waited patiently behind the curtain. Jem closed her eyes as her nervousness became stronger. "Oh my God," she whispered, holding her hand against her rapidly beating heart. Trish grabbed her other hand and squeezed it. "Once you get out there it will all go away," she reassured Jem, as Howard Finkle announced to the crowd that Raw would start in two minutes. "Oh my God. Listen to the crowd," Gail said, her eyes wide. "I love Houston even though they boo me," Lisa-Marie commented. "Don't they boo you everywhere?" Trish asked smirking. Lisa-Marie stuck her tongue out just as the RAW music began playing. The pyros went off and Gail's entrance theme came on. "See you out there," she said, putting on her sunglasses and walking out. "This is a handicap match to determine whether there will be a number one contender for the WWE women's title at The Survivor Series. Introducing first, from Toronto, Canada, Gail Kim!" Lilian exclaimed into the microphone. There was a mixed reaction until Lilian announced Victoria, who the crowd hated. She held up her title belt and laughed psychotically. Suddenly giggles were heard and the crowd went wild. Trish ran to the ring and the match started.
Backstage Jem watched the match from the monitor and when she saw the ref go down, she knew it was her time to go out. She ran out and slid into the ring. The fans stood on their feet to get a good look at her and needless to say, they were happy with what they saw. She waited in the corner for Victoria to stand up and then she super-kicked her right in the chin. She then grabbed Gail and did a "twist of fate" like neck breaker as the ref slowly began moving. She got out of the ring and watched as a groggy Trish went for the cover. The ref hit his hand against the mat three times and named Trish the winner. Jem nodded her head in a satisfied way and shrugged when Trish gave her a confused look. She kept her eyes on the blonde until she finally got backstage.
"That was great! The crowd was totally into it," Trish said, hugging her new tag-team partner. "They freaked when I kicked Lisa-Marie," Jem laughed, looking at her hands which were still shaking. "I was so nervous, but it was so fun. I want to go out there again," she said. "Tomorrow you'll be able to," Trish replied, as Jem nodded. "And I can't wait," she said, already wishing it were tomorrow.
:: Marriott Hotel ::
"We can share a room," Trish told Jem, as she walked to the concierge desk to get her key. Once she got it, they took an elevator up to the 8th floor and opened their room door. "Do you want to meet some of the guys?" Trish asked, as they both set down their suitcases. "Sure...tonight?" Jem asked. "Yeah, they are probably still downstairs getting their keys. Come on," Trish answered, walking out the door.
"Adam! Jay!" Trish exclaimed, running out of the elevator. "Hey Trish. What's up?" Adam asked. "I've got someone I want you two to meet. This is Jem," Trish said, as they smiled. "It's nice to meet you. We saw your debut. Impressive kick. Do you do martial arts?" Adam asked, shaking her hand. "Black belt," she answered proudly, as Jay raised his brows. "Wow. I hope there doesn't come a point when I have to get in the ring with you," he said, as Lisa-Marie approached them. "I see you're meeting he clan," she said, wrapping her arms around both Jay and Adam. Jem nodded as Trish looked down at her watch. "Oh you know what guys, it's getting late and we should be practicing our promo for tomorrow," she said, as Lisa- Marie slapped her forehead. "Crap, I forgot all about that," she replied. "Do you still have the sheet?" Trish asked, as Lisa-Marie started rummaging through her backpack. "Ta-Da," she said, taking out the paper. "Well, we'll let you go, but it was nice meeting you," Adam said. "Same here," Jem replied politely, as the two men walked away. Trish sighed and looked down at the paper. "Time to get to work," she said.
"Last Monday night on RAW we were humiliated!" Lisa-Marie exclaimed, her voice filled with anger. "We are the best womens' tag-team in the WWE and we got beat from behind by Trish's new bimbo. I am the women's champ and I will be the champ forever! Trish can try and try, but I'm going to beat her to a bloody pulp at Survivor Series," she said, laughing evilly. She handed the hairbrush to Gail, but before she could speak, Trish came out of the bathroom imitating her entrance theme. "Victoria. Your ranting really does make me realize you are one psychotic bitch. Monday night you wanted...Crap I forgot the line," Trish said frustrated. "You wanted to make sure I didn't win so you got Bischoff to make it a handicap match," Jem said from inside the bathroom. "Oh yeah, that's right. Monday night you wanted to make sure I didn't win so you got Bischoff to make it a handicap match? You call me the cheater? You're just afraid I'm going to take that belt away from you because you know I can and I will. But last night that woman that came out evened the score and that woman is my new tag-team partner, Jem!" she exclaimed, making up an entrance theme. Jem walked out of the bathroom and stood by Trish. "You know, I've been watching what you two have been doing to Trish and it's pretty pathetic if you ask me. So I came out to show you what even means and you might call yourself the best womens' tag-tam, but next Monday that will all change," she said, as she and Trish smiled at each other. "Okay that was good and then you and Gail will act upset in the ring and we walk backstage," Trish said, as Lisa- Marie nodded. "We'll see you guys tomorrow," she said, folding the paper up. "Bye," Jem waved, as the two women walked to their own hotel room. "I'm so tired," Trish complained, falling back in her bed. "Me too...Well sort of," Jem said, sitting on her bed. She took a sip of her water bottle and laid back. "I'll see you in the morning," she said, turning off the lights. The last thing she heard was the ruffling of Trish's sheets and she fell asleep.
:: Mall::
"What is your style?" Trish asked, as she and Jem walked into the mall. "Anything is fine," Jem answered. "Well you have to pick something. This is a vital part of your character," Trish said, as they looked at the mall directory. "Well I'd like pants like yours except not colorful. Just black and white or even grey. Then for shirts, I honestly have no idea," Jem replied. "Do you want your stomach showing?" Trish asked. "Not really, but I could. I don't have a problem with it," Jem answered, as Trish smiled. "I've got an idea," she said excitedly, motioning her new friend to follow her.
Once they bought enough outfits, they got in the rental car and began driving to the next city, Austin. "If you see inn-n-out burger or something like that, let me know so we can stop," Trish said, popping in a Lil' Kim cd. "We are allowed to eat junk food?" Jem asked surprised. "Shh...don't tell," Trish answered, giggling. "I see. My mouth is closed," Jem said, pretending to zip up her lips. Trish winked and started bobbing her head to the music. "How many licks does it take 'till you get to the center of uh, uh," Trish sang to the song. "This is raunchy," Jem commented in a weird tone. Trish looked at her and laughed. "You're so great," she said, looking back at the road.
:: Travis County Expo Center Arena ::
Two hours later they found themselves getting ready for the show. "Did you get your attire?" Amy asked, eyeing the shopping bags Jem had in her hands. "Yep, but I want to add some stuff onto it," she answered, taking out some black pants. "She wants to add pockets and zippers and stuff," Trish said, showing Amy a bag of zippers they got from the arts store, "Michaels." "How cool. When you're done changing I want you to meet two special people and one might even help you sew that stuff on your pants," Amy said. "Great," Jem replied, taking her entire outfit out of a bag. "I'll be back in a sec," Amy said, walking out of the locker room.
Jem smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. She liked the way the outfit looked. She had black pants on with a pink training bra and a black and pink hoodie jacket to go over it. She unzipped the hoodie and looked at her exposed stomach. "You know, I used to be fat when I was little," she said, as Trish shrugged. "Never would have guessed," she replied, as the door opened. "Wow, hottie," Lisa-Marie said, as Jem laughed. "Thanks," she said, adding a hat to her head. "I'm ready," she said, as Trish shook her head. "Hair and makeup," Trish reminded her. "Okay maybe I'm not entirely ready," Jem said as the three girls chuckled. "I can't wait for tonight. We hardly ever get speaking parts," Lisa-Marie said, excitement oozing out of her mouth. "Yeah, it's going to be so great," Trish replied, looking at the clock. Four more hours and they would be on.
"Matt is my boyfriend and well Jeff is one of my best friends," Amy explained as she and Jem walked down a hallway. "Oh so that isn't just an onscreen thing?" Jem asked. "Nope, Matt and I are truly in love," Amy answered, smiling dreamily. She knocked on a door that read "Mens Locker Room # 2. "Come in," a voice said. Amy opened the door and ran to her boyfriend. "Jem...this is Matt," she said, as he extended his hand. "Nice to meet you," he said, as she nodded. "And this is Jeff," Amy said, pointing to the purple haired man walking out of the restroom. "Hi," Jem greeted, shaking his hand. "Hey, what's up?" he asked. "Nothing much. Just waiting until the show starts," she answered. "Jem wants to put some pockets and zippers onto her pants and I thought you could help her," Amy said, as Matt nodded. "Definitely. When do you want them by?" he asked. "Umm...I guess Monday," she decided. "That's cool. What do you want to do exactly?" he asked. "Well I bought different colored zippers and pockets and I just want to put them different places on my pants," she answered, pointing to all the locations. "Okay, sounds cool. Do you just want to give me all your pairs of pants and I'll do it over the week?" he asked. "I don't want to be any trouble," she said, as he shook his head. "Honestly, it's fine," he replied. "Okay, thanks so much," she said, as the door opened. "Sorry to just barge in, but Jem, we want to go over the skit one last time," Trish said. "Oh okay. Um I guess I'll see you guys later," Jem said to Matt, Jeff and Amy.
"Oh my God, I forgot a line," Lisa-Marie said, as she and Gail walked backstage toward Trish and Jem. "I don't think they noticed it," Trish replied reassuringly. "We all did a great job," Jem said smiling. "Yeah, I guess you're right, but I sure was nervous as hell," Trish replied laughing. "Me too, but I'd rather speak than do nothing," Gail said, as they made their way into the Divas locker room. "Do you want to go eat? I'm starving," Trish said, rubbing her stomach. Lisa-Marie rolled her eyes and looked at Jem. "One thing you need to know about Trish is she's an eater," she said, as Trish smiled innocently. "But yeah I'm up for food," Lisa- Marie said, stripping off her shirt and changing into her regular clothes. "Let's invite some of the guys too," Trish said, grabbing her cell phone.
:: Dennys ::
"No one ever said we ate at lavish restaurants," Trish said, as the waiter pulled together a table of eight. "It's fine," Jem replied, as she sat down along with Amy, Matt, Jeff, Gail and Lisa-Marie. "Amy gave me your pants and I'll start them tonight," Matt said. "Thank you so much. I really appreciate it," Jem replied gratefully. She looked down at the menu and then looked up straight into Jeff's eyes. She smiled a little and he smiled back. She never noticed his facial features until that very moment and it surprised her how perfect his face was. They kept their gaze and smiles until the waiter came. "Has everyone decided on what they would like?" he asked.
Chapter One
"Girls, as you all know we have signed a new female to the company and at first we were going to delay her debut until Survivor Series, but we felt it might be too much like Charlene's debut. So tonight we have decided to show her to the world so to speak," Stephanie informed the Divas. She noticed their excited faces and smiled. "You will really like her. She's been in the independent scene for years and at OVW for about two so she really knows how to wrestle. Not only that, she is absolutely hilarious. I swear if she wasn't a wrestler she'd be a stand up comedian," she said. "What will her role be?" Nora asked curiously. "Well she looks very similar to Trish so we have decided to place her as Trish's tag-team partner. At first we had the idea of making them sisters, but we decided against it. As a tag-team the two of them will start a feud with Gail and Lisa-Marie," Stephanie answered, as Trish stood up. "Is she here?" she asked anxiously. "As a matter of fact she is. She is talking with Jim and my father right now, but she will be here in a second. Her name is Jem Carter, but in the ring she'll just be called Jem," Stephanie said, just as the door opened. A blonde haired woman walked in and nervously smiled. "Well look who it is. I was just talking about you," Stephanie said in a very friendly tone. "Really? All good I hope," Jem replied, turning to all the women. "Hi, I'm Jem," she said, waving slightly. She watched a tall woman stand up and extend her hand. "I'm Stacy. This is Torrie...Amy...Trish...Jaqueline...Rena...Nora...Terri...Charlene, Lisa- Marie and Gail," Stacy introduced everyone. "It is nice to meet you all," Jem said, as they all smiled. "Well I need to go, but just get comfortable and I'll meet with you, Trish, Gail, and Lisa-Marie in an hour to talk about what's going to happen tonight," Stephanie said, giving Jem a welcoming hug. She walked out of the locker room leaving the Divas to get to know Jem better. "So where are you from?" Stacy asked, as Jem took a seat next to Trish. "Las Vegas," Jem answered. "How fun! Sin City!" Lisa- Marie exclaimed, as Jem chuckled. "Yeah, it's pretty fun," she said, noticing Trish looking at her. She turned to look at the blonde and smiled. "So you and I are partners?" she asked. "Yeah. Sounds like fun," Trish said excitedly. "Yeah. I'm sure it will be," Jem replied as the two smiled at each other.
:: Meeting Room ::
"Welcome ladies," Vince said, as Trish, Lisa-Marie, Gail and Jem walked into the medium sized room. He was seated in a large chair next to Stephanie who had four pieces of paper in her hand. She motioned them to sit and handed them each a piece of paper. "These are the scripts for tomorrow night. You four will each have speaking parts and we would like you to practice tonight after the show and tomorrow as well so you'll have it memorized completely," she said. "I talked to Jem a little earlier and she already knows what to do tonight. You three will continue with the match that you have already planned and practiced, but instead of you two winning, Trish will win thanks to Jem's interference," Vince explained. "What do I do when I win? Hug her?" Trish asked, as he shook his head. "You will act confused as to who she is, then that is where tomorrow comes in. She will introduce herself," he answered. "Okay, sounds good," Trish said, as the other girls nodded in agreement.
When the meeting ended, the four of them returned to the locker room to start getting ready. "So what are you going to wear?" Trish asked, as both of Jem's eyes widened. "Oh no, I totally forgot about buying ring attire!" she exclaimed, as Gail laid a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry. We'll put you in something and then tomorrow we can go shopping," she said, as Trish raised some black pants up. "You look about my size so you wear these," she said, as Jem took them. "Thanks," she replied, a relieved look coming over her face. "Obviously you are not Trish's size in the upper area, so here's a shirt," Gail said, as they all began laughing. "Jealous?" Trish asked jokingly. Jem watched them and she couldn't help but feel happy. She had heard a lot of negative things about the people in the WWE, but so far none of it was true.
"Okay let's see how it looks!" the three girls exclaimed. Jem opened the door and walked out with the outfit on. "I like it," Lisa-Marie said, as Gail cocked her head to the side. "Yeah, but the shirt should be shorter," she replied, rolling the shirt up a bit. "True. We know how the male fans are," Trish said, rolling her eyes. Gail grabbed a pair of scissors and began cutting the shirt. "Are you sure you want to do that? It's your shirt," Jem said. "Yeah, it's fine," Gail replied, as she snipped the last piece off. "Perfect," Lisa-Marie said, as Trish grabbed Jem's arm. "Now for makeup," she said, leading her out.
After her makeup was done along with the others, they walked back to the locker room to change into their ring attire with the exception of Jem. "I think I'm going to wear purple tonight," Trish said, walking over to a big black closet that rolled. "What is that?" Jem asked. Trish opened it and pointed to all the drawers. "We divas are lucky. We don't have to travel with our wrestling attire. The big trucks that carry the ring from city to city also carries our closet. Each drawer has one of our names on it and that just means that's where our clothes are," she explained, opening her drawer. She took out her purple outfit and smiled. "Are you ready for tonight?" she asked, as Jem blew out a long breath. "Almost," she answered. "Don't worry, you'll do great, but you better go easy on me and Gail," Lisa-Marie joked, as Jem laughed. "You'll just have to wait and see," she said, a smile spread across her face.
"Five minutes until show time!" a stagehand called, as the women waited patiently behind the curtain. Jem closed her eyes as her nervousness became stronger. "Oh my God," she whispered, holding her hand against her rapidly beating heart. Trish grabbed her other hand and squeezed it. "Once you get out there it will all go away," she reassured Jem, as Howard Finkle announced to the crowd that Raw would start in two minutes. "Oh my God. Listen to the crowd," Gail said, her eyes wide. "I love Houston even though they boo me," Lisa-Marie commented. "Don't they boo you everywhere?" Trish asked smirking. Lisa-Marie stuck her tongue out just as the RAW music began playing. The pyros went off and Gail's entrance theme came on. "See you out there," she said, putting on her sunglasses and walking out. "This is a handicap match to determine whether there will be a number one contender for the WWE women's title at The Survivor Series. Introducing first, from Toronto, Canada, Gail Kim!" Lilian exclaimed into the microphone. There was a mixed reaction until Lilian announced Victoria, who the crowd hated. She held up her title belt and laughed psychotically. Suddenly giggles were heard and the crowd went wild. Trish ran to the ring and the match started.
Backstage Jem watched the match from the monitor and when she saw the ref go down, she knew it was her time to go out. She ran out and slid into the ring. The fans stood on their feet to get a good look at her and needless to say, they were happy with what they saw. She waited in the corner for Victoria to stand up and then she super-kicked her right in the chin. She then grabbed Gail and did a "twist of fate" like neck breaker as the ref slowly began moving. She got out of the ring and watched as a groggy Trish went for the cover. The ref hit his hand against the mat three times and named Trish the winner. Jem nodded her head in a satisfied way and shrugged when Trish gave her a confused look. She kept her eyes on the blonde until she finally got backstage.
"That was great! The crowd was totally into it," Trish said, hugging her new tag-team partner. "They freaked when I kicked Lisa-Marie," Jem laughed, looking at her hands which were still shaking. "I was so nervous, but it was so fun. I want to go out there again," she said. "Tomorrow you'll be able to," Trish replied, as Jem nodded. "And I can't wait," she said, already wishing it were tomorrow.
:: Marriott Hotel ::
"We can share a room," Trish told Jem, as she walked to the concierge desk to get her key. Once she got it, they took an elevator up to the 8th floor and opened their room door. "Do you want to meet some of the guys?" Trish asked, as they both set down their suitcases. "Sure...tonight?" Jem asked. "Yeah, they are probably still downstairs getting their keys. Come on," Trish answered, walking out the door.
"Adam! Jay!" Trish exclaimed, running out of the elevator. "Hey Trish. What's up?" Adam asked. "I've got someone I want you two to meet. This is Jem," Trish said, as they smiled. "It's nice to meet you. We saw your debut. Impressive kick. Do you do martial arts?" Adam asked, shaking her hand. "Black belt," she answered proudly, as Jay raised his brows. "Wow. I hope there doesn't come a point when I have to get in the ring with you," he said, as Lisa-Marie approached them. "I see you're meeting he clan," she said, wrapping her arms around both Jay and Adam. Jem nodded as Trish looked down at her watch. "Oh you know what guys, it's getting late and we should be practicing our promo for tomorrow," she said, as Lisa- Marie slapped her forehead. "Crap, I forgot all about that," she replied. "Do you still have the sheet?" Trish asked, as Lisa-Marie started rummaging through her backpack. "Ta-Da," she said, taking out the paper. "Well, we'll let you go, but it was nice meeting you," Adam said. "Same here," Jem replied politely, as the two men walked away. Trish sighed and looked down at the paper. "Time to get to work," she said.
"Last Monday night on RAW we were humiliated!" Lisa-Marie exclaimed, her voice filled with anger. "We are the best womens' tag-team in the WWE and we got beat from behind by Trish's new bimbo. I am the women's champ and I will be the champ forever! Trish can try and try, but I'm going to beat her to a bloody pulp at Survivor Series," she said, laughing evilly. She handed the hairbrush to Gail, but before she could speak, Trish came out of the bathroom imitating her entrance theme. "Victoria. Your ranting really does make me realize you are one psychotic bitch. Monday night you wanted...Crap I forgot the line," Trish said frustrated. "You wanted to make sure I didn't win so you got Bischoff to make it a handicap match," Jem said from inside the bathroom. "Oh yeah, that's right. Monday night you wanted to make sure I didn't win so you got Bischoff to make it a handicap match? You call me the cheater? You're just afraid I'm going to take that belt away from you because you know I can and I will. But last night that woman that came out evened the score and that woman is my new tag-team partner, Jem!" she exclaimed, making up an entrance theme. Jem walked out of the bathroom and stood by Trish. "You know, I've been watching what you two have been doing to Trish and it's pretty pathetic if you ask me. So I came out to show you what even means and you might call yourself the best womens' tag-tam, but next Monday that will all change," she said, as she and Trish smiled at each other. "Okay that was good and then you and Gail will act upset in the ring and we walk backstage," Trish said, as Lisa- Marie nodded. "We'll see you guys tomorrow," she said, folding the paper up. "Bye," Jem waved, as the two women walked to their own hotel room. "I'm so tired," Trish complained, falling back in her bed. "Me too...Well sort of," Jem said, sitting on her bed. She took a sip of her water bottle and laid back. "I'll see you in the morning," she said, turning off the lights. The last thing she heard was the ruffling of Trish's sheets and she fell asleep.
:: Mall::
"What is your style?" Trish asked, as she and Jem walked into the mall. "Anything is fine," Jem answered. "Well you have to pick something. This is a vital part of your character," Trish said, as they looked at the mall directory. "Well I'd like pants like yours except not colorful. Just black and white or even grey. Then for shirts, I honestly have no idea," Jem replied. "Do you want your stomach showing?" Trish asked. "Not really, but I could. I don't have a problem with it," Jem answered, as Trish smiled. "I've got an idea," she said excitedly, motioning her new friend to follow her.
Once they bought enough outfits, they got in the rental car and began driving to the next city, Austin. "If you see inn-n-out burger or something like that, let me know so we can stop," Trish said, popping in a Lil' Kim cd. "We are allowed to eat junk food?" Jem asked surprised. "Shh...don't tell," Trish answered, giggling. "I see. My mouth is closed," Jem said, pretending to zip up her lips. Trish winked and started bobbing her head to the music. "How many licks does it take 'till you get to the center of uh, uh," Trish sang to the song. "This is raunchy," Jem commented in a weird tone. Trish looked at her and laughed. "You're so great," she said, looking back at the road.
:: Travis County Expo Center Arena ::
Two hours later they found themselves getting ready for the show. "Did you get your attire?" Amy asked, eyeing the shopping bags Jem had in her hands. "Yep, but I want to add some stuff onto it," she answered, taking out some black pants. "She wants to add pockets and zippers and stuff," Trish said, showing Amy a bag of zippers they got from the arts store, "Michaels." "How cool. When you're done changing I want you to meet two special people and one might even help you sew that stuff on your pants," Amy said. "Great," Jem replied, taking her entire outfit out of a bag. "I'll be back in a sec," Amy said, walking out of the locker room.
Jem smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. She liked the way the outfit looked. She had black pants on with a pink training bra and a black and pink hoodie jacket to go over it. She unzipped the hoodie and looked at her exposed stomach. "You know, I used to be fat when I was little," she said, as Trish shrugged. "Never would have guessed," she replied, as the door opened. "Wow, hottie," Lisa-Marie said, as Jem laughed. "Thanks," she said, adding a hat to her head. "I'm ready," she said, as Trish shook her head. "Hair and makeup," Trish reminded her. "Okay maybe I'm not entirely ready," Jem said as the three girls chuckled. "I can't wait for tonight. We hardly ever get speaking parts," Lisa-Marie said, excitement oozing out of her mouth. "Yeah, it's going to be so great," Trish replied, looking at the clock. Four more hours and they would be on.
"Matt is my boyfriend and well Jeff is one of my best friends," Amy explained as she and Jem walked down a hallway. "Oh so that isn't just an onscreen thing?" Jem asked. "Nope, Matt and I are truly in love," Amy answered, smiling dreamily. She knocked on a door that read "Mens Locker Room # 2. "Come in," a voice said. Amy opened the door and ran to her boyfriend. "Jem...this is Matt," she said, as he extended his hand. "Nice to meet you," he said, as she nodded. "And this is Jeff," Amy said, pointing to the purple haired man walking out of the restroom. "Hi," Jem greeted, shaking his hand. "Hey, what's up?" he asked. "Nothing much. Just waiting until the show starts," she answered. "Jem wants to put some pockets and zippers onto her pants and I thought you could help her," Amy said, as Matt nodded. "Definitely. When do you want them by?" he asked. "Umm...I guess Monday," she decided. "That's cool. What do you want to do exactly?" he asked. "Well I bought different colored zippers and pockets and I just want to put them different places on my pants," she answered, pointing to all the locations. "Okay, sounds cool. Do you just want to give me all your pairs of pants and I'll do it over the week?" he asked. "I don't want to be any trouble," she said, as he shook his head. "Honestly, it's fine," he replied. "Okay, thanks so much," she said, as the door opened. "Sorry to just barge in, but Jem, we want to go over the skit one last time," Trish said. "Oh okay. Um I guess I'll see you guys later," Jem said to Matt, Jeff and Amy.
"Oh my God, I forgot a line," Lisa-Marie said, as she and Gail walked backstage toward Trish and Jem. "I don't think they noticed it," Trish replied reassuringly. "We all did a great job," Jem said smiling. "Yeah, I guess you're right, but I sure was nervous as hell," Trish replied laughing. "Me too, but I'd rather speak than do nothing," Gail said, as they made their way into the Divas locker room. "Do you want to go eat? I'm starving," Trish said, rubbing her stomach. Lisa-Marie rolled her eyes and looked at Jem. "One thing you need to know about Trish is she's an eater," she said, as Trish smiled innocently. "But yeah I'm up for food," Lisa- Marie said, stripping off her shirt and changing into her regular clothes. "Let's invite some of the guys too," Trish said, grabbing her cell phone.
:: Dennys ::
"No one ever said we ate at lavish restaurants," Trish said, as the waiter pulled together a table of eight. "It's fine," Jem replied, as she sat down along with Amy, Matt, Jeff, Gail and Lisa-Marie. "Amy gave me your pants and I'll start them tonight," Matt said. "Thank you so much. I really appreciate it," Jem replied gratefully. She looked down at the menu and then looked up straight into Jeff's eyes. She smiled a little and he smiled back. She never noticed his facial features until that very moment and it surprised her how perfect his face was. They kept their gaze and smiles until the waiter came. "Has everyone decided on what they would like?" he asked.