My first fic here and also my first fic ever in English, yaaaay! Did this because I'm a big Divas fan and because I think this fandom lacks centrics and Divas' fics. Sorry for any huge grammar mistakes and enjoy :)

One for the crown

Layla

When her music started to play her heart skipped one beat, because finally after one year she was coming back. Michelle wasn't there and she was feeling awkward going to the ring by herself after so many time with her friend, but Layla was so, so happy to be back. Her knee wasn't that great but no one needed to know, it was a simple match against Nikki Bella, it wasn't a problem. The crowd wasn't chanting for her ("We want Kharma!" could be heard echoing through the building) but Layla understood their reasons. She came back to be a champion, and with less than six minutes the butterfly belt was hers.

Fast-forward four months and she is sitting in her hotel room doing nothing, her shining belt by her side, looking like a plastic toy. Her schedule for the next day includes a lot of things, none of them wrestling. They don't have enough time for her with all those stupid recaps and social media plugs. They would request her to smile and talk to her followers on Twitter and that ridiculous Tout thing like everything was fine, but wasn't, because she was the champion and was nowhere to see.

Maybe I should do like Punk, she thought, but I'm not worth like him. Not even close to that.

So she turned her phone on, ready to tout something to her fans.

Eve

Eve looked at the mirror, fixing her dress. Her makeup was perfect and her hair was nice and she was absolutely gorgeous, but Eve Torres couldn't smile. She had to, all the kids wanted to see a smiling Diva and Eve wouldn't let them down, but she wasn't feeling anything near happiness. She read her speech again, making sure to not forget the important parts, to give necessary emphases in necessary words and to don't mess it at all.

She sit next to Sheamus, both waiting their turn to speak, pretending they were paying attention to what Stephanie McMahon was saying. Someone turned a camera on and for a minute the light sparkled in Sheamus' belt, the gold reflecting it and hurting her eyes, forcing Eve to turn away. His belt was so bright and big and it had his name in it, unlike the Divas' belt, a pink atrocity Eve never liked. Stephanie finished her turn, calling Eve to be the next. She got up, smiling to the kids while going to the microphone. After introducing herself and talking about the importance of talking with their parents about bullying she asked:

"How many of you have been bullied?"

The kids raised their hands, but Eve wasn't seeing them, she was seeing herself, years ago, sitting in front of John Laurinites.

"Have you ever done porn?" He didn't even bother to look at her.

"Do I look like some porn actress?" Eve asked in complete disbelief.

"Default question"

"Of course not!"

And for one second she swore to see disappointment in his eyes.

"Just remember kids: Bullying is wrong, and no one has to go through this alone" She said, finishing her turn. Unless if you are a WWE Diva, Eve thinks while going back to her chair.

Natalya

TJ says is just a phase, PG-TV and shit like that, kids love farting jokes, don't they? He says at least she has some TV time on major shows, unlike him who is relegated to Superstars and NXT. Bret says is typical from Vince McMahon, making funny of the family. Beth doesn't say anything at all.

Natalya is trying hard, really hard to go through that, but is difficult when you know have talent and all they give you is ridiculous segments in which you'll be a joke. Santino talks to her after recording their backstage segment, saying he doesn't agree with the treatment she is receiving and he wishes he could stay away from the mess, but guess what? He is also a joke. Natalya can't help but feel sorry for both of them.

When she loses another match Natalya wants to cry, but is not a Hart behavior to cry for foolish things, so she just hugs Gismo so tight the poor cat meows and tries to break the contact, but she is not feeling like letting it go. Eventually TJ comes in rescue, making Natalya hug him instead, so Gizmo can breathe.

One day while going out of a gym, thinking about her match for the night a girl approaches her. She must be 15 and is very shy, but her words are clear when she says "You are my inspiration", smiling when Natalya hugs her, again feeling the urge to cry her eyes out.

There is still hope, she thinks, if I can inspire people there is still hope.

Kelly

Her maxillary is hurting form all that smiling, but everybody says this is the only thing she is good at: Smile and look pretty, so she keeps smiling bright while signing her name for the fans. Some are nice, they ask for a picture and she obviously smile to that. Some ask for a hug and that feels good, she can feel their love and hopes they can feel her too. Some tell she is pretty and the elders tell her she is hot, to which she smiles shyly, trying to sign as fast as she can. But that are only the guys.

The girls are the worst and Kelly tries to smile brighter to them. Their eyes are always judging and their smiles are all fake, even she can see that. One or two are nice and ask for pictures, tell how pretty she is, but Kelly can see they are just forcing themselves to play cool and don't freak out in front of their favorite superstar. Kelly is not a favorite.

On the contrary, she is the girl everyone loves to hate. They think she is dumb and they are glad when she is away from the ring, but is not her fault. In the beginning, when she was young and naïve she thought it was, but now she is smart enough to know it is nobody's fault but the ones in charge of things, that's why she keeps smiling even when she sees hate.

They can't blame her, and while her conscience stays clean she'll have a reason to smile.

AJ

There is an "I dig crazy chicks" sign in the crowd (in the first row!) and this makes her giggle, no one had ever taken signs about her to the main shows and she has no clue on what to do with all the popularity. She can't even go to a regular store without people calling her name, which she finds cute. When she goes skipping in the middle of the match the guy holding the sign tries to show it to her, but AJ can't stop to take pictures because now she is in her crazy persona, so she blinks to him, hoping he saw it.

She can feel it. The hate. They pretend to be happy for her and they smile at her every time she passes through them, but it doesn't matter, it's all fake. What an irony, she thinks after trying to smile at Beth and Natalya when they meet at the lock room, my mom always told me everything in WWE was fake and I never believed her. It's not their fault, AJ thinks, nor is hers. She wants to cry and beg them for forgiveness, ask them to accept her even though she hasn't done anything wrong, just her job. It's not my fault she keeps repeating to herself like a mantra It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault.

And yet when Eve refuses to sit with her in the plane she thinks everything is her fault.

There are a lot of "crazy chick" signs in the crowd and this makes her sick. AJ's suit is too tight and she wishes she could use her chucks; her contacts are making her eyes a little dry and itch and she wishes she could use her glasses. She wishes she could be herself in the ring again. Someone comes in and says she needs to be ready to enter the arena in three minutes, making AJ tremble and sweat a little; she always get a little stage-frightened before a show. Punk is waiting his turn to enter next to the curtain and he smiles to her, his smile making AJ feel a little better. When she hears her music there is no coming back, she sighs and starts to skip to the ring.

The show must go on was the first lesson she learned, anyway.

Stephanie

After three discussions, two reunions with her husband's people and five phone calls she is ready to go to the Raw 1000 arena. It will be her first time appearing live after a couple of years and Stephanie can't decide if she is anxious or not. It won't be a big deal go down the ramp and beat Pau Heyman, but in reality nothing is a big deal to Stephanie McMahon, she is the big deal, daddy's little girl and heir to the throne. Yet while she is getting her hair and makeup done she can't stop thinking about her past, when she was a current wrestler (as she would dare to say that about herself) and got involved in some pretty nice things like marriages in Vegas and seeing her father beating his employees.

While waiting for their time she keeps a distance from the others. She isn't one of them anymore, she is one of their bosses and they must respect her. She can hear the whispers but pretend to not care, because they can talk whatever they want, it won't change the fact that she is the next McMahon in charge, the most powerful woman in charge. Her father is too busy making sure everything is happening like foreseen and Hunter is too busy making sure everyone worships him like the god he thinks he is.

(No one is busy like her, who is making sure to play her role of spoiled girl all her life)

After their segment Stephanie smiles a little, knowing she did her job to perfection, like always (and everyone knows a McMahon can't do wrong in the WWE) and walks backstage talking with some of the legends. Even she has to pay respect to them; no one gets to be called a legend for nothing in this business. Her father was happy with her participation on the show and Hunter's hair is a mess, but he is still talking with the DX members like all of them were children.

Some of the new guys talk with her and the Divas stay away, but there aren't a lot of them there anyway, which leaves Stephanie thinking about the days she would fight against Trish and Lita for the Women's championship and use her name (and husband) to win. Those were the days, she thinks while waiting for the after party, where her father cared about women; but maybe was just to please her, to give his daughter something to do with her time; maybe they could do something about the lack of females on the company. Someone from the crew calls her and she brushes these silly thoughts away, focusing on her real problems. They don't need more women on WWE, as long as Stephanie McMahon stays there, and she will always be there.

In the end only one can use the crown.