Alison Bernier sat behind her desk, as she was organizing some papers, and those kinds of papers are the contract papers that are going to be used to hire the newest Diva on the Raw roster-Haylie Trudel.
As she was looking over the contract just in case if there was any mistakes that she forgot about for the past five or six times she looked over it, when her office door opened and closed lightly, then the person was walking to the wooden chair that was positioned in front of her desk.
Alison looked up from the papers to see a young girl, around the ages of twenty one-twenty two years old, with nice long blonde hair with the tops of the hair dyed jet black, and was currently positioned in a pony tail. Her eyes were coated with dark blue (almost black) eye shadow, thick, thick black eye liner, and dark, dark black mascara. Her lips were coated with a lighter version of the hot pink colour, which was coated on top with a clear lip gloss. She looks like a sweet, innocent girl, but, eh, Alison is probably judging a book by her cover, you might not know what Haylie is truly like…
…and she was currently wearing a white t-shirt with her name in cursive writing acroos her chest, dark black stone-washed skinny jeans and white converse shoes.
"You must be Haylie, right?" Alison asked, wanting to make sure what her name is, so she doesn't screw up and forget it.
"Yes, Miss. Bernier." She replied. Huh, she has manners, she's defiantly going to be on my favourite divas list for sure.
"Welcome to the WWE," Alison started. "I'm glad you've chosen to be a part of Raw, and I really hope you'll make wise choices during your time here. I would really like to point out that your contract are solely made with the Raw brand, so if you choose to move to Smackdown, you'll have to go to their waiting list after you sever your contract. If you have two contracts going at the same time, I'll feed you to the lawyers." Alison leaned back on her chair, her hands folded at the back of her hand. "Now, about your behaviour on Raw. I won't give you what other companies give you-the 'excellent attitude' speech. Don't hold hack, don't stray from whom you choose to be on the show. And the most important tip of them all-hurt people as hard and as much as you can. If it has something to do with emotion, that's excellent-it makes the physical part more energized. The short version of what I'm trying to say is…just be a full blown bitch."
"Sweet. Thanks for choosing me to be in the WWE period, there must have been more prettier girls than myself." Haylie stated.
"Nah, we're here to choose how well people do in the ring. Now, you're going to have your first match against Kelly Kelly, go to the Divas locker room, there's an attire set somewhere for you. I would like you to wear that for just tonight, then you can wear whatever you like for the rest of your career." Alison commented before Haylie got up and left her office.
*Haylie's POV*
As soon as I got out of Alison's office, I was totally lost. I was walking down aimelessy, trying to find the Divas locker room, but I ended up getting myself more lost more than ever.
"Are you the new Diva everyone was talking about? Named Haylie, right?" I'd heard someone asked.
I'd turned around and saw another Diva, with straight blond hair, and was currently wearing a white tank top, dark blue jean knee length shorts and black high heel boots.
"Uh, yeah." I replied, scratching a part of my head, messing up my pony tail a little bit.
"Well, I'm Kelly Kelly, you're opponent for your match later on tonight." She replied.
"You're Kelly Kelly, I thought you were more beautiful off screen then on," I commented.
"Really? Well, most of the Raw Divas are just the same off screen as they are on screen, especially the Divas with the on screen attitudes." Kelly said.
"Really? Wow, I'm going to get a lot to used to." I said.
"Yeah, but don't worry, if you stick by me and my friends, you're going to be well-known backstage." Kelly replied, before asking, "Do you need help finding the Divas locker room?"
"Uh yeah." I said, sounding like an idiot.
"I was just going to there now, let's walk there together." She offered.
"Alright." I said, sounding like an idiot again before walking to the locker room with Kelly (I can tell that me and her are going to be the best of friends)
When me and Kelly got to the locker room, we were met up with another Diva. She had shoulder length dirty blonde hair, had an excellent tan, and was wearing her attire of a light blue tank top, black short shorts and black wrestling boots.
"Hey Kel, who's this?" She asked, pointing to me.
"She's the new Diva, Haylie, this is Eve, the greatest friend you will ever known and love, Eve, this is Haylie." Kelly replied.
"Nice to meet you Eve." I said, looking at the ground.
"Nice to meet you too Haylie, I have a feeling that you will do good on Raw, unless you don't get involved with him." Eve replied.
"Who's him?" I'd asked.
"Mike, he's the guy who thinks could get any Diva, and is unsuccessful numerous times." Kelly commented.
"Yeah, if you steer clear of him, you're all good." Eve said.
"Uhh, she kind of can't like the promo after the Kyle vs. Cena match." Kelly said, acting like I ain't there.
"What do you mean?" Eve asked.
"She's got to interrupt him and his sister during their live weekly rant show, he's got to kiss her…and play tonsil hockey." Kelly replied.
"Wait what?" I asked.
"Well, what Alison didn't tell you was that you got to go out there, interrupt his weekly rant show with his sister, and a couple of minutes later, he's kisses you. Then there's the commercial, than Kelly comes out, then the match starts." Eve replied, which received a shocked face from me.
"Yeah, she hasn't met him yet, and she already wants to throw up at the thought of him touching her lips." Kelly said, then me and Eve nodded.