No P.O.V
She walked with confidence through the backstage hallways. Everyone stopped and stared at the un-known beauty. Her legs took her at a quick place; heels clicking quickly as they hit the ground. She reached the door she was looking for and smiled to herself, before knocking and entering.
"Ahh... you've arrived" Vince said, with a smile, "Just in time..." he continued, pushing the contract across the desk, "Please sit."
The blonde beauty sat and flicked her way through the contract. Reading every detail she needed. She knew what she was doing, the saying 'blondes are dumb' didn't come into play with her. She was the top of her classes – graduating from school with report cards full of A's and A*'s. She was both pretty and smart – and anyone who tried to make the 'blonde jokes' on her usually ended up with a dead arm. So why wrestling? – well, that was her one passion, from when she was a young child onwards.
Cecelia Lily Jones, or CeCe for short, was an attractive 20 year old girl. She stood at around 5ft 8in and weighed in around 115lbs. She was graced with good looks and an even greater brain! She had long blonde wavy hair and piercing blue eyes – but she had the brain of a great mathematician, something she'd inherited from her father. She was born on October 27th to two loving parents – Anna Jones, a school teacher and Alex Jones, a lawyer. She had two sisters – 2 years between each of them. Amy Jones, 22, a doctor and Tabitha Jones, 18, studying law in university – hoping, to one day, follow in her father's footsteps and open her own law firm. As you can tell, the family was graced with the brains to do well with their lives. They all had practical 9 – 5 jobs... well, all except for CeCe. Everyone praised her for her brains and looks, but all questioned her aspiration – including her sister and mother. She hadn't seen her family properly for over a month, thanks to the fight they'd had over her job. Working in FCW, her mother wasn't happy and wanted CeCe to settle down and get a decent job, with a decent pay so she could have a family. CeCe disagreed. She would follow her dream, whether she did it on her own or with the support of her family! Her father and sister Tabby, the only ones that accepted her dream, were behind her the whole way. As long as she was happy, they were. CeCe wished on a daily basis that her mother and sister Amy could be the same way, but they were too practical. She'd inherited her free spirit and creativeness from her father, as had Tabby. She lived her life in the moment and wouldn't change for anyone.
CeCe's P.O.V
"Looks great!" I said enthusiastically, signing the designated areas,
"Great!" Vince McMahon – owner of WWE, replied, "Glad to have you aboard" he finished, as I slided the contract back towards him. "I'll have Steph photo-copy it for you"
"Ok... and again, thank you for giving me this opportunity..." I said, as he held his hand out to me – which I willingly shook, "I won't let you down!" I finished, before saying goodbye and leaving. I exited the room and squealed to myself, while looking at the roof. "Oh thank god!"
I walked, in attempt to find catering, no luck. I saw a couple of superstars and decided to ask for directions...