"Oh god, I can't do this…" Timberly mumbled as she attempted to retreat back into the car.
"Oh yes you can! You get in there and show them you were made for this!" her mother encouraged, nudging her back out onto the curb.
"But mom!...What if the fans don't like me?" Tim whined, nervously wringing the strap of her gym bag.
"It doesn't matter, sweetie. Just remember that me and your brother will be out there cheering you on. Okay? I gotta go, baby, I can't stay double-parked here forever."
Tim halfheartedly waved as her mother drove away, taking in a deep breath. She turned around towards the arena, taking a few minutes to settle her nerves. They weren't even close to being settled as she made her way into the practically empty building. She was met inside by a man with a clipboard who asked her name.
"Timberly Vance. I'm the new girl…"
"I know. I wouldn't have asked your name if you weren't new. Take this hall all the way down, you'll come to the locker room."
Tim gave an almost inaudible thanks, worried that she was already making a bad first impression on the business. The hall was eerily quiet as she walked, all the doors shut. After about a ten yard walk she came to the only open doorway. She went in, relieved to see that it was empty. She chose a locker at the end of the room, not wanting to be in anyone's way when they did come. Not even a minute after she had put down her bag she had company.
"Oh."
"Hi…I'm, uh, Timberly Vance…"
"Hi…Oh, right! You're the new rookie from OVW! Well, nice to meet you, I'm Candice Michelle."
Tim shook Candice's hand politely, giving a small nod of recognition and respect. Candice began organizing her own locker right next to Tim's.
"So tonight's your debut, huh? Do you know who you'll be facing?"
"Yeah, I think its Maria."
"Oh cool. That'll be fun, Mimi's very easy to work with. She'll put you over well."
Both women's attention was brought to the doorway as a rather large figure drifted by.
"Oh, its one of the guys, I think. Come on, let's get you introduced!"
Tim's stomach flopped as Candice tugged her out of the room. She couldn't help but feel slightly overwhelmed by the Diva's bubbly sweetness. They walked further down the hall to another open doorway, stopping just before it. Candice peeked into the room, letting out a happy squeal.
"Hey Johnny!"
Candice bounded into the room, Tim on her heels. Tim gasped at the sight before her, as Candice hugged John Cena.
"Wassup, C! You're here early. What's the occasion?"
"Just fucking Adamle wanting to lecture me over that wardrobe malfunction again."
"Are you serious? That shit happened like, what…three weeks ago?! He needs to get over it."
John paused, taking notice of the frightened looking young woman standing near the door.
"Oh, yes, John this is Timberly. The new girl that J.R. picked up from OVW. Today's her debut."
John took Tim's hand gently in his, sensing how nervous she was. He didn't want to point it out so as not to humiliate her.
"Wow, OVW. I remember when I was there, a long time ago. Have they finished repairing the locker rooms yet?"
"Uh, n-no…No they haven't…"
"They ain't ever gonna fix that place up. Well, I gotta take care of some stuff. But hey, if you ever need any help, with anything at all, don't be afraid to ask me, 'kay?"
Candice walked beside a stunned and star struck Tim as they made their way back to the Diva's locker room.
"…He really means it."
"…huh?..."
"When John said to come to him anytime you need help. He really means that. He's helped out a lot of us girls starting out. God knows he's been there for me when I needed guidance. And Maria too. She probably wouldn't have made it in this business if it wasn't for him. John is the best guy to have on your side in this industry…period. 'Cause when you have him by your side, you know he'll never turn his back on you."