As she sat in the reception area waiting to be called into her meeting, Fallyn straighten her charcoal gray pinstriped skirt and wondered what she'd been called for in the first place. The day had started off like any other normal day of the week, her waking up at six in the morning and going to the gym. After her hour and a half work out and training session she went back home. As she walked in the front door of her apartment she saw the flashing light on her answering machine with the number four by it.
"Who in god's name calls someone before eight in the morning?" She asked, talking to the empty house and herself before hitting the play button. The first thing she heard was her mother's voice. Groaning, she dropped her gym bag and peeled off the black wife beater she was wearing. The next two were from friends, both wanting to know if she wanted to get together and do something later that day. It was the last message that made her stop everything she was doing and stare at the box in shock. The voice of Vince McMahon, the chairman of the board himself, asking her to come in for a meeting so they could discuss an important matter, and to call back to set up a time. As soon as it was over she dialed the number she'd just written down. While it rang she sat on a barstool and grew more nervous and began drumming her fingers on the counter top. Just when she thought she'd start ripping her hair out someone picked up.
"Mr. McMahon's office. How may I help you?" The secretary said, her voice sounding full of the fake politeness that they all used. Taking a deep breath Fallyn began, her southern accent showing through,
"This is Fallyn Spencer. I'm returning Mr. McMahon's phone call."
"Oh. He's in a meeting right now, but he said if you called to make an appointment." After a slight pause, the secretary said, "The only opening for today is at two. Can you make that?"
"Yep, two is great. Thank you."
As she hung up the phone, the full weight of what was going on hit her like a ton of bricks. Snatching the phone back up from the cradle she dialed her best friend's number as fast as she could. Not getting an answer she left a quick message and tried another friend. When she didn't get an answer there either she gave up. Growling, she got up and tried to find something to keep herself busy. When she couldn't, she threw on a pair of jeans and her favorite happy bunny t-shirt before grabbing her keys and purse, and walking back out the door.
Driving to the nearest Starbucks, she ordered a venti mocha frappucino. The second she had it in her hands, she took a big sip and walked out the door of the coffee house. Deciding to kill some time so she didn't drive herself crazy, she headed to the mall, with the sudden urge to buy something. The first thing that came to mind was getting something to wear to the meeting, but not finding anything she liked she looked for something else. As she walked by one of her favorite stores she saw a black dress in the window and decided to go try it on. The minute she saw it in the mirror she knew she had to have it. It was tight and held up by two thin straps, but the bottom had a mesh skirt with an uneven hem. After paying for it, she went into Bakers shoes and got a pair of black, heeled, t-strap sandals with a beaded design and decorative chain.
Checking the time on her cell phone she saw it was almost noon and decided to go back home. After getting ready, she left her apartment for the third time that day and headed for the WWE's corperate office. That was how she came to be sitting in the uncomfortable chair, thumbing through a magazine she had no intrest in to pass the time until she was called in for her meeting. She was about halfway through the magazine when she heard the intercom buzz and McMahon's voice telling the secretary to send her in. Looking up from whatever she was doing at the desk the secretary did as she was told.
As she opened the door to the office she saw Vince McMahon and two other men, both who she recognized to be Theodore Long and Al Snow, standing to greet her. Not letting her nerves get the best of her she smiled at them before shaking their hands and introducing herself to Long and McMahon. When they finally all sat down the chairman leaned forward and asked,
"Do you have any idea why I've brought you to my office."
"No sir. To be honest with you I was shocked, to say the least, when I heard your message on my machine." Fallyn answered, still without a clue as to where this was going, or why Al was here in the first place.
"Well Ms. Spencer it would seem that Al thinks that you're ready to sign a contract with the WWE." As she heard this her jaw dropped open and she stared at McMahon, as he continued on. "He also thinks that you'd be better suited for SmackDown and since I trust his judgement, I've brought Mr. Long in. We've got a contract for you to sign if you'd be willing."
At first all she could do is stare at them all, looking from one to the other in an attempt to let it all sink in. When it finally did the only words she could get out were,
"Oh my god." in a barely audible whisper. Then looking over at Al, she managed to ask, "Is this for real? Am I really being offered a contract with the WWE?" When he nodded his head, she looked at the other two men before a huge smile broke out across her face.
"So I take it you'll be signing this?" Vince half asked, holding the contract and a pen up at the same time.
"Oh gawd yes! I've been waiting for this day since I decided to become a wrestler!" And taking the pen from him signed her name on the little dotted line.
"Good now that that's settled, Welcome to Smackdown Fallyn." Theodore Long said, and held his hand out to shake hers again. Completely by passing it, she hugged him quickly saying 'Thank You', and pulled away again. Straightening his jacket, Long began again. "We'd like for you to make make your first appearance on the show on this week's television production of Smackdown. That means that you need to fly out as soon as possible since it's happening tomorrow. Is that going to be a problem?"
"No, that'll be fine. I'll just have to go home and pack my stuff and make a few calls."
"Good, we've booked a flight for you that leaves at seven. I'll have the secretary call to confirm it." Vince told her. "That's all for now. When you reach the hotel just tell the desk clerk that you're the other occupant in room 216 and give them you're name. They'll give you a key."
"Alright, and thank you so much, again, for giving me this opportunity."
"You've earned it, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise Fallyn." Al said, looking her directly in the eye.
"I won't. You know me." She answered with a grin as she turned and walked out of the office. As soon as she'd closed the door Al turned to Long and said,
"I hope you're ready for that girl to raise some hell."
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As she walked in her front door she slipped her shoes off her feet and ran to her room, and threw on the outfit she'd been wearing earlier that day before pulling her suitcases out. While she was pulling clothes out of her closet her phone rang. Walking out of her room she picked up her cordless and answered it with a 'Hello'. She immediately recognized the voice as her best friend, Shannan's, and begged her to come over as soon as she could. When she finally agreed they hung up the phone, and Fallyn waited for her to get there, and tore her house apart in the process.
When she got there, Shannan didn't bother to knock, and when she saw the mess inside she took a step back. As she finally made it back to the bedroom she stared at Fallyn and asked,
"What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm packing." She answered back, poking her head out of her closet as she sorted through her shoes.
"For what?" Getting out of the closet, Fallyn stood up, reaching her full height of five foot five and said,
"Well... I had an interesting day. I was called into McMahon's office today."
"And?"
"And... I was signed to SmackDown! I leave tonight at seven! That reminds me... will you drive me to the airport?"
"OH MY GOD! You got signed? I can't believe it! I'm so happy for you! And of course I'll drive you to the airport, what kind of best friend would I be if I didn't go to say goodbye?"
Grinning Fallyn answered,
"You'd be an even better best friend if you called my mom and told her for me."
"Oh hell no! I'm NOT getting in the middle of that."
"Fine, I'll do it from the plane. She can't stop me if we're about to take off."
"A very valid point. Now ya want some help packing?"
"Uh huh, I'll never finish if I don't get some." Then without wasting any time the two began pulling out and sorting through her clothes and shoes to decide what she would take and what she was going to leave behind. A few hours, three suitcases, and a carry-on bag later they were finished, the very last things she packed being her new outfit and a picture of her and Shannan that had been taken that past spring when they went to Mexico together for spring break. Loading the luggage into the back of the white Escalade Shannan drove Fallyn pulled her long, strawberry blonde hair into a messy ponytail and slid her light gray and clear two toned sunglasses over her eyes before getting into the passenger seat of the SUV.
Turning on her lap top she got on her yahoo account and mass messaged all her friends to let them know that she'd signed a contract and the only ways to get a hold of her would be online and through her cell phone if they had the number. Turning the computer off and putting it back in the case she relaxed and listened to the radio while talking and joking with Shannan until they got to the airport.
As they got to the gate and waited for the plane to start boarding things fell silent between them, both not knowing what to say now that it was almost time for them to say their 'goodbyes' and having no idea when they would see each other next. Soon the silence became too much for either of them to take and they started at the same time,
"I'm gonna miss you." Looking at each other the two of them laughed for a minute before Fallyn said,
"Great twins think alike." The twin thing had been something that they started not long after they met, realizing how much they had in common. It was a little strange at times. "Gawd I don't know what I'm gonna do not being able to hop in my car and drive to your house whenever I want. But at least we have cell phones and instant messenger."
"How do you think I feel? I'll be staring at the tv watching SmackDown every week and suddenly your face will pop up on the screen. At least now I can say I know someone famous." Shannan answered, with a grin.
"I know. It's all still kinda surreal to me I think. It prolly won't hit me til I'm on my way out to the ring knowing my luck."
"Oh please, you'll do fine and you know it. You love being the center of attention."
"Yeah I know. Doesn't mean I'm not hopin' and prayin' that I don't freeze up."
"Just relax and everything will go fine, I promise. I got faith in ya."
"Glad one of us does."
"Whatever." Shannan said rolling her eyes and wondering when her friend had suddenly lost all her self confidence. "You better take lots of pictures while your on the road. And call me lots too, or I'll hunt you down and come kick your ass."
"You know I will. But you gotta promise to come visit me! Dunno how long I'll last without my twin."
"Ditto that." It was then that the boarding call for Fallyn's flight came on over the intercom. "Call me after the show to let me know how things went?"
"Will do. I love ya girl."
"Love ya too." And giving each other one last hug, trying not to get too emotional and start crying, Fallyn waved to her friend and got on the plane. After putting her carry-on and lap top in the over head compartment she sat in her seat and grabbed her cell phone. Going through the phone book she found her parent's number and hit the send button. While it rang, she hoped beyond hope that no one would pick up the phone. When the machine picked up she let out a sigh of relief and whispered 'Thank You' towards the sky before leaving her message,
"Hey Mom, Daddy, I was just calling to return the phone call and tell ya not to call my home phone. I know you're wonderin' why, and well there's only one way to say this... I got signed with the WWE finally! So now that I've said that I'm gonna go before Momma walks in the door, hears this, and picks up the phone. Besides the flight attendants are tellin' me to turn my phone off now." And hanging up she turned her phone off and got settled in her seat for the plane ride ahead of her.
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Stepping out of the the air port in El Paso, Texas, she sheilded her eyes from the bright sunset and hailed a cab. Once her bags were in the trunk, she got in the backseat and told him the name of her hotel. As soon as they pulled up in front of it she got her bags and paid him. Then pulling her suitcases behind her, she walked to the front desk and waited for the people in front of her to finish. After about five minutes the family she'd been standing behind moved away from the desk and the clerk directed his attention towards her.
"Can I help you?" He asked, looking her up and down. Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, she stepped up to the desk and answered,
"Yeah, I'm Fallyn Spencer. The other person staying in room 216. My boss said to come here and get the key." Checking the computer, he looked back up at her and said,
"Can I see your ID?" Nodding, she pulled her wallet out of her purse and showed him her driver's license. Once he'd looked it over he handed it back to her and handed her a key. Taking it from him she turned around, not bothering to say 'thank you' and walked towards the elevator.
As she opened the door to her room she found it empty, other than a few other suitcases in one of the far corners of the room. Pulling her own into the room, she collapsed on the bed closest to the window, the one that didn't have anything sitting on it. Grabbing the remote, she turned the tv on and started flipping through the channels. After watching the Food Network channel for a while she started to get hungry and looked at the clock. Seeing that it was almost seven thirty she grabbed the room service menu and the phone, and ordered a mandarin chicken salad with extra oranges. By the time it got there it was a few minutes to eight, and taking the salad off the cart she sat on her bed and flipped the channel to Spike TV, and got ready for a night of RAW.
She'd just finished screaming at the television for the tenth time that night when she heard the door opening. She immediately looked over at it, the curiosity of finding out who her roommate was getting the best of her, and waited for them to come through the door. Not knowing who to expect, she was shocked when Jackie Gayda, better known in the wrestling world as Miss Jackie, walked through the door. Smiling, she got off the bed and said,
"Hi, I'm Fallyn." Sitting her purse on the top of the dresser, Jackie smiled back.
"I'm Jackie. You must be the new diva."
"Uh huh. Wow, do you know how weird it is to say I'm a diva?"
"You'll get used to it, and the guys staring and drooling. I promise." Laughing Fallyn answered,
"I'm pretty used to that. Just going out with my friends I get at least one cheesy pick up line."
"It's gonna get ten times worse now with people starting to recognize you. And you've got the introduction meeting with the SmackDown roster."
"What? No one said anything about that."
"Teddy just decided it. I'm the only one who actually knows why its being held." Jackie said, going and sitting on her bed.
"So, you're tellin' me that I'm walking in and no one knows I'm supposed to be there?"
"Yup. Me and you are supposed to be the last one's to walk into the board room. But enough about work for now, Where ya from?"
"Savannah, Georgia, but I was living in Stamford while I was training for the WWE."
"Finally! A girl from the south! God it's been so long since I heard anyone talk with an accent. My grandparents used to live in Alabama and I'd spend almost half of every summer down there with them."
"I know what you mean. If I didn't talk to my family regularly mine would be long gone by now." The rest of the night was spent with the two of them getting to know each other better and watching tv until two in the morning. It was then that both of them decided to go to bed since they had to be at the arena at eight.
xoxoxoxox
Early the next morning there was nothing but confusion in their hotel room as they both tried to get ready at the same time. Tearing through her suitcase, Fallyn was looking for something to wear when Jackie came out of the bathroom holding her toothbrush. Seeing the clothes flung around the room she shook her head and said,
"You know you're just gonna have to pack all that back up, right?"
"Yeah, I know." Fallyn answered, not looking up. Plopping down on her bed she let out a growl. "But if I could find what I wanted then I wouldn't have to worry about packing all this again."
"What are you looking for?"
"My suede skirt! I know that I packed it!" Scanning the room, Jackie walked over to the window sill and grabbed the tan skirt hanging off of it. Holding it up she grinned and asked,
"You mean this one?" Turning her head to look Fallyn jumped up when she saw it.
"Yes! Where'd you find it?" She asked as it was handed back to her and she laid it out on her bed.
"Window sill under a pair of jeans."
"How the hell did I miss that? Gawd, I really must be freaking out about this more than I thought. I'm just gonna go get ready and hope I calm down."
"Yeah, that would probably good idea." Jackie nodded and watched as she walked into the bathroom and shut the door. She'd barely heard the water be turned on when someone knocked on the door. Looking out the peep hole she saw Dawn Marie and Torrie Wilson standing there waiting to be let in. Sighing she opened the door, knowing that she was going to be asked questions. Not waiting to be invited, the two walked in. Seeing the extra stuff in the room Dawn asked,
"Who's your roommate?" Trying to find an answer so that she wouldn't spill the secret, she gave the first name that came to mind.
"Joy-"
"Nice try. Joy is roommates with Michelle. Now who is it really?" Torrie interrupted, not about to let her off the hook that easily.
"Well since I can't lie about it, I'll tell ya. It's a secret."
"Oh come on. Why is it so secret?"
"Because I was told that it was on a need to know basis, and that I was really the only one who needed to know. Now you two really gotta go, I don't know how long she's gonna be in there." Pushing them out the door, she shut it before they got the chance to protest. Leaning against the door, she took a deep breath, glad she'd gotten rid of them that easily, and went to finish getting ready.
It was about a half hour later when Fallyn walked back out of the bathroom in a towel. Her hair had already been blown dry, parted to the side, and curled into large spirals at the very bottom. Getting dressed, Fallyn surveyed her outfit in the long mirror. Her skirt was tailor fitted and stopped a few inches above her knee. She was also wearing a tank top the same color as the skirt with a dark, coffee colored, small holed fishnet, three quarter sleeved sweater that hung off her shoulders over it. Her make up was light except for her eyes which she'd brought out using a dark brown shadow with a lighter one and white on the brow bone. Adding some black mascara and eyeliner on her inner eye and touching up her mocha mousse flavored lip gloss she looked over at Jackie who was ready and asked,
"Well?"
"Girl, you look hot to say the very least. You're really tryin' to get those boys all hot n' bothered aren't you?" Jackie answered, looking at the new girl who she was already beginning to think of as a friend in approval.
"Well, maybe a lil' bit." Fallyn answered back, grinning.
"A lil' bit my ass. Hurry and get your shoes on or we're gonna be late." Walking over to her bed, she sat on it and pulled on the pair of suede boots that matched her skirt she'd taken out earlier, and grabbed her purse off the side table. Walking out the door and riding the elevator to the main lobby, she pulled the brown tinted rectangular sunglasses over her eyes once they'd exited the hotel and got in the rental car with Jackie.
As the two of them pulled into the parking lot of the arena, they saw a few other superstars still heading inside and circled the parking lot until they were all in the building. Parking next to a black Escalade, Fallyn looked at it and grinned, knowing exactly who it belonged to.
"What's that look for?" Jackie asked, as they walked to the back entrance so they wouldn't run into anyone.
"It's nothing. I just have this feeling that I know exactly who that Escalade belongs to, or at least who's renting it." Fallyn answered, opening the door for the both of them and going in.
"Who are ya thinkin' about?"
"John Cena. Who else would it be?"
"Damn you're good. That's exactly who's driving it." Both divas, letting out a short laugh, continued talking until they reached the conference room door. That was when Jackie left her in the hall to let Long know that they were there.
A few minutes later Jackie was coming back out the door and telling her to come in. Following her into the room, Fallyn took her sunglasses off the top of her head and slid them in her purse before, joining the General Manager in the front of the room. Looking out at everyone in the room she recognized every face and couldn't help but let her smile grow wider. She knew she'd finally made it. She'd finally become what she always wanted to be... A WWE Diva.
Well... there's the first chapter to this fic. It's my first solo WWE fic and i really hope ya'll enjoyed it. I'm hoping to have a WWE/TFATF X-over fic up here soon so let me know if you're interested in reading it. Don't know what else to say here really... Thanx to my twin for helping come up for a title for this... you rock! If ya haven't done so already... go check out her fic 'Heartbreaker' her penname is PrincessHermione. That's it for now i guess. PLZ REVIEW! I'm begging! bats eyelashes Please? Laterz! Jess