Trish let out a deep sigh as she hung-up the phone. She couldn't believe she hadn't seen Ron in over two weeks, and in this time period the longest phone conversation they'd held lasted about three minutes.
Lita walked over and took a seat down beside her, ''Something wrong?'' She asked worriedly, placing a hand on her shoulder, having noticed Trish seemed aggravated with the phone conversation she'd just had with her husband.
''Nothing.'' Trish quickly replied, standing up off the bed and walking into the hall, where they had all their luggage sitting. Preferring to keep her personal life, personal.
Lita stayed seated and watched her from a distance. She never understood why Trish had never felt like she could talk to her about anything that was on her mind. They'd been best friends a little over two years, and Trish still never tried to talk to her about any of her problems. Instead she'd just let them build up till it gets to the point, where she just needs some time to herself, and would break away from everyone else. These times, Lita couldn't stand, and as she thought back to different times where Trish would began to distance herself from her the doorbell rang. Lita looked up and watched as Trish walked away from the door way, over towards the front and stood up off the bed figuring that was their ride.
As Trish approached the door, the doorbell started ringing repeatedly, and she knew there was no question who it was. She stopped a few inches away from it, and took a deep breath, forcing a smile on her face before opening the door. ''Matt... Jeff... How are you?'' She said happily, as she opened the door wide enough for them to enter.
''Good, Good. And you?'' Matt replied giving her a quick hug before he walked in passed her, stopping when he got a glimpse of all the luggage that they'd packed.
''Same.''
Jeff followed behind him, twirling the car keys around on his index finger. Flashing Trish a smile as he walked in, stopping alongside his brother, when he noticed all the luggage they were going to have to load up in his car. ''Whoa!''
''Where exactly do you think you guys are going to put all this stuff?'' Matt questioned, turning from the luggage over to Trish with a look of confusion.
Trish just shrugged, and then pointed behind her.
''Where, outside? Because we barley had enough room to fit our stuff in my car!'' Jeff explained, as he began to walk over towards the luggage, ''And you got 1…5…9 bags?''
''Not necessarily.'' Trish said innocently, ''Half of that, belongs to Lita.''
Lita walked in from the bedroom just as her name was mentioned, and raised brows as all focus seemed to be on the luggage. ''Something wrong?'' She asked, just as Jeff began picking up two small bags.
''Yeah, babe.'' Matt replied, scratching the back of his head as he tried to figure out how they were going to fit all the luggage into Jeff's car. ''Don't think we'll be able to carry all of that.''
''You can't tie it down to the roof?'' Lita asked, as she crossed her arms over her chest and leant back against the wall raising a brow over at her boyfriend.
''Well, sure. But we're going to be driving for about two hours. And it's a twenty-five percent chance of rain, so if-''
''Say no more!'' Lita quickly cut in, standing up off the wall and walking over to her things ''I don't want my things soaked, and I'm sure Trish doesn't want hers wet either. So, we'll just have to try and lighten the load.''
''Yeah, good idea'' Matt laughed.
(After getting everything loaded into Jeff's car, they were finally on their way to Dallas!)
Trish and Lita were gossiping in the back, while Jeff and Matt were trying to pretend not to ease drop.
''I really think Vince has a thing for you.'' Lita admitted, after reading over some of Trish's script.
Trish cringed at the thought, ''No way! It's just a small role to get my character noticed is all.''
Lita looked up from the script, over to Trish and rolled her eyes. ''C'mon Trish, just listen to this'' She explained, pointing her fingers under the words as she read, ''I've been a very bad girl, and I deserve a spanking.'' As she flipped thru the script some more she grew even more appalled at where it all was going, ''And then, you have to make out with him, in front of his wife? Really?''
Trish could admit to herself she wasn't exactly trilled about the idea, but if it was going to put her character out there, she wasn't going to let anyone else steal this role. ''Well...''
''And your seriously comfortable with this?'' Lita asked, being purely disgusted that Vince was going to be taking advantage of Trish.
''I mean, not completely.'' She admitted, quickly chiming in before Lita could continue to try and talk her out of it. ''But, if I don't take this role, then Sable or Debra or one of those other divas will.''
''Well, it's your decision I guess.'' Lita shrugged, closing Trish's script book and handing it back to her.
''I know.'' Trish sighed, not liking the look her best friend was giving her.
''Trish'' Jeff called out, waiting till she was looking over at him before continuing. ''When you kiss Vince, try not to fall in love, okay?'' Jeff teased, quickly cutting the music back up to drown out her comeback. ''What did you say? I didn't hear you! Try talking a little louder!'' He yelled aloud, laughing as he turned his attention back to the road.
Trish just rolled up her script, and hit him in the back of the head with it.
Jeff flinched, and then began laughing when he looked in the rearview mirror and saw her mouth the word 'Jackass'.
Lita unbuckled her seat belt, and slid in-between the two front seats to turn the music back down. Slapping Jeff upside the head, as she made her way back to her seat.
''Ouch!'' He groaned, rubbing the side of his face. ''Why are you girls so freaken abusive?''
''Because your such an idiot.'' Lita retorted, as she sat back down in her seat and buckled her seat belt back up. ''So anyways, Trish-''
Trish had already started back reading over her script, and looked up from the book over at Lita raising a brow.
''How does that story line with Vince end?'' Lita asked, getting and unknowing shrug from Trish as she began flipping to the end of the book.
''Hmm… I'm honestly not sure.'' Trish replied, as she skimmed the last page for anything that might interest her. ''Maybe I'll marry Vince, and become the ultimate heel or something.''
''Um, ew?'' Lita didn't have words to explain how grossed out she was that Trish didn't seem bothered at all by the things Vince was probably going to have her doing. Trish actually seemed too okay with it. 'Maybe Trish has a thing for Vince?' She thought, scanning Trish's reaction and seeing the smile that had just graced her lips.
''Trish do you have a thing for Vince?'' Matt asked, not meaning to seem too nosey, but curious to know why she seemed so happy.
Trish looked over at Matt, then rolled her eyes, refusing to comment as she went back to reading her script.
''Not to be too much into your business, but I'm just curious to know why your grinning so much'' Matt said, as Jeff who'd been doing a good job finally concentrating on the road looked over at Trish through the rear view mirror.
''Sorry,'' Trish replied, covering her blush with her right hand, as she looked around at everyone as all eyes seemed to be on her. ''It's just this whole segment, is going to take the most interesting turn.''
''Oh reallly?'' Lita wondered, as she unbuckled her seat belt and scooted over to the middle seat, and started reading over the page that Trish just couldn't stop grinning about.
''Interesting turn eh?'' Jeff thought, using his left hand to rub his chin as he thought of different scenarios the segment could possibly be going down.
''Oh wow!'' Lita shouted out, as she began turning bright red, then looked over at Trish with a surprised look. ''That is an interesting turn of events.''
''What is?'' Matt and Jeff asked, only to be ignored by both Lita and Trish.
''God, and you're not nervous about that?'' Lita asked, as she scooted back over to the door seat and began putting her seat belt back on, never taking her eyes off Trish.
''Well, kinda.'' Trish admitted, shyly.
''Nervous about what?'' Matt and Jeff asked, noticing the girls seemed to be ignoring them.
''But like the way they set it up, it's so romantic.'' Trish continued, as she began fantasizing about how it all would happen.
''STOP IGNORING US!'' Matt and Jeff yelled out, finally getting the girls attention.
''Oh, sorry.'' Trish said, apologetically.
''So what's happening that got you too so excited? Vince going to be lightening you a candle light dinner?'' Jeff asked, knowing that that answer was out of the question, but figuring it would get them to tell them why they were so excited way quicker.
''No!'' Lita replied, dryly. Hating how Jeff jokes were so bad that they seemed to always manage to ruin her mood.
''Then why are you two so happy?'' Jeff asked, glancing back and forth from the road to the girls.
''Well…'' Trish started off biting down on her bottom lip not sure if she should tell Jeff and Matt about why she was so excited, because she didn't know them well enough to know if they'd run back and tell Dwayne about how giddy she's acting.
''Well?'' Matt anxiously asked, not meaning to sound rude, but running out of patients with them.
''Okay,'' Trish said, letting out a nervous deep breath, as she looked over at Lita who seemed just as excited as she did, which only made her smile even harder, then looking over at Matt and Jeff who seemed like they were about to burst if she didn't tell them. ''Okay, well…''
Matt rolled his eyes at her, then snatched the script from her.
''Hey!'' She yelled out, as she watched Matt skim over it.
''OH HO HO-'' Matt laughed, as he continued reading the script.
''What? What?'' Jeff wondered, looking over at Matt, then out at the road.
''Trish, you got a crush on Dwayne?'' Matt asked, looking up from her script, and turning in his seat to look over at a bashful Trish.
''What?'' Jeff yelled out, throwing all the safe driving methods out the window, as he snatched the script from Matt, and began reading the script word for word, as he looked back and forth from the road to Trish's script.
Trish didn't get a chance to respond before Matt cut in, ''Well he is her idol.'' Matt shrugged, ''Who knows, maybe Trish might get to sample some of The People's Strudel.''
''No way! They're both happily married!'' Lita cut in, getting a huff from both Matt and Jeff.
''You say that as if married couples don't cheat on each other!'' Matt debated.
''Yeah,'' Jeff quickly agreed, ''Who knows? Maybe The Rock wants himself a little Stratusfaction. And by the looks of it, I'm pretty sure Trish wouldn't mind giving him a dose of it.'' Jeff teased, expecting Trish to argue against that idea.
''Ugh, men.'' Lita rolled her eyes, then looked over at Trish wondering why she wasn't defending herself.
''Well just try and see it through a man's perspective.'' Jeff continued, bringing Lita's attention back over to him. ''If you were a married man, and someone of Trish's caliber came up offering you some of that, how does The Rock say it?'' Jeff asked, Matt.
''Sweet Sweet Poontang Pie?'' Matt quickly answered, letting the words float smoothly out of his mouth, before he bust out laughing.
Lita rolled her eyes at the direction this story was going, finding it kind of humorous, so she continued to listen.
''Yeah, that sweet sweet poontang pie.'' Jeff repeated, liking the way it sounded, ''Wouldn't you find it hard to deny it? Especially since she's offering you one of your favorite deserts?'' Jeff quickly added.
''Wow, men.'' Lita laughed.
''Okay, so how long are you guys going to talk about me like I'm not here?'' Trish wondered, also finding this convo interesting... yet, awkward.
''Oh, Trish is in the car?'' Jeff yelled out, breaking really hard, and pretending to be surprised.
''WHAT THE HELL JEFF?'' everyone yelled out, as they heard the loud skid noise from the fast break.
Jeff laughed, as he looked around at everyone and their nervous reactions that a second later turned into anger.
''JEFF, HAVE YOU COMPLETELY LOST YOUR MIND?'' Lita yelled, as she threw her empty water bottle at him, hitting him in the back of the head.
''Clearly'' Trish mumbled, bending down to pick up her script that had slid out of her lap.
Jeff then turned up the music as he heard Lita began to rant on, about how he does the stupidest things, and pretend that he couldn't hear her, which wasn't necessarily a lie.
After forty-five minutes Jeff had finally laid eyes on the 'Welcome to Dallas'sign. Him and Matt were the only ones awake. They kept joking about how the reason the girls were knocked out is because they'd bitched their way into a deep deep sleep. Jeff looked through the rear view mirror and could see the smile that laid across Trish's lips as she slept. It made him smile, how happy she seemed. He then looked over at Lita, but he couldn't see if she was smiling, because she'd buried her face in her lap.
''Finally we're in Dallas!'' Matt grinned, trying his best to wake his legs up.
''Yeah, you think we should go ahead and wakeup the girls?'' Jeff asked, as he began flipping through the stations for one without a lot of static.
''Yeah, since we're almost to the arena.'' Matt agreed, as he turned in his seat and began to nudge his sleeping girlfriend.
''Bro, waking them up like that isn't much fun.'' Jeff said, as he finally found a station that wasn't staticing.
''What do you mean?'' Matt asked, raising a brow when he saw the devious look on his brother's face.
''Watch this.'' Jeff grinned, as he turned up the volume to the max, and he saw Lita and Trish both jump, then he quickly turned the radio off to see if they'd notice.
Lita sat up rubbing her eyes, and looking over at Trish, both feeling confused with what had just happened.
''Oh, finally you girls are awake!'' Matt spoke up, fighting hard to avoid the urge to burst out laughing.
''And in good timing too.'' Jeff added, ''We're almost to the arena.''
''We're already in Texas?'' Trish asked sleepily, as she rubbed her eyes to clear up her vision.
''Yup.'' Jeff nodded, ''But you two can go back to sleep if you want, we'll wake you up when we're at the arena. We weren't done judging on the snoring contest you two were having.''
''Huh?' Lita asked, scratching her head, as she sat up straight.
''Yeah!'' Jeff added, trying to avoid looking at the grin that laid across his brothers face, to keep from laughing. ''You two were neck in neck in the snoring competition. You both were hitting those soprano notes.''
''Say what?'' Trish asked, feeling a bit confused, as she wiped her mouth feeling a bit of drool on the side of her face.
''Yeah,'' Jeff continued, ''But personally Trish, I think when you hit that Mariah Carey snore at the end and woke both of you up, that you had definitely won that competition.''
Trish didn't even know she snored, or at least her husband never complained about it. She looked over at Lita who looked just as confused as she was, and then back at Matt and Jeff who for some reason couldn't stop laughing. ''So, what exactly was the bet?''
Jeff took a couple seconds to calm down before replying, ''Well Matt bet me ten dollars that Lita could out snore you.'' Jeff replied, as he held out his hand to Matt, ''You owe me ten bucks brother.''
''Relax'' Matt replied, going along with it. ''You'll get your money.''
''Mariah Carey notes?'' Lita questioned, looking over at Trish, and not being able to hold in her amusement at the thought of that.
''Oh, don't worry baby, you almost had her with that high pitch Patti Labelle snore.'' Matt quickly added, instantly ruining the humor for Lita.
Lita just rolled her eyes, and decided to try and change the subject. ''So, we're going to the arena before we go book our hotels?''
''Yeah. Vince sent out a memo about a mandatory meeting today.'' Jeff replied.
''Wait, what?'' Trish asked, being thankful that she chose to catch a ride with the Hardy's.
''Yeah, when did that memo go out?'' Lita asked.
''About a week ago. You should've gotten it in your email.'' Matt replied, as he pulled a folded piece of paper out of his pocket.
''Oh, well that explains it.'' Trish shrugged, as she flipped open her cellphone and went onto the internet.
''I didn't know Vince knew how to work a computer.'' Lita said in astonishment.
''Surprised me too.'' Jeff admitted, ''But most likely, he just wrote it down and had someone else email it out to everyone else. We would've probably missed it to, but our emails all come directly to our phones.''
''Oh, well this is lame.'' Trish sighed, as she read through one of her emails.
''What is?'' Lita asked.
''Their doing a draft pick again.'' Trish sighed, as she looked through the email. ''And their drafting you guys to smack down.''
''Seriously?'' Lita asked furious with the idea. ''And they're going to keep you on Raw?''
Trish nodded, then looked over the List of people that will be moving over to Raw.
''When did you get that email?'' Matt asked, looking at the date printed down at the bottom of his memo.
''Yesterday.'' Trish replied, running one hand through her hair as she let out disappointed sigh, knowing she wasn't going to able to travel around with her best friend anymore.
''Okay, so whens the Draft?'' Jeff wondered.
''Hm…'' Trish scanned through the page, for the date. ''The 29th of April.'' She answered.
''That's two months from now, anything can happen in that time period.'' Jeff pointed out, ''With the last minute changes their constantly making, it'll probably be the 29th of next year's April.'' Jeff muttered, being annoyed with the idea of not being able to joke around with Trish.
''Just calm down bro.'' Matt sighed, ''Not like we won't see Trish ever again. I mean with all the upcoming paper views coming up after April and stuff.''
Nothing Matt said could take the annoyed look off his brother's face. He'd always thought Jeff had a small thing for Trish, but the way he's acting now has just proven it. The draft is two months away, and Jeff's already acting like someone had shot his dog. Matt wanted to try and calm his brother but he knew nothing he said would cheer him up, so he decided to continue to ride in silence, as did everyone else.
After they'd finally arrived at the arena, Jeff didn't bother to say anything to anyone as he climbed out of the car. His mood had been destroyed, and the thought of feeling like a third wheel when he'd be hanging out with justMatt and Lita kept playing over and over in his head. He pretty much refused to talk to anyone, ignoring greetings from different co-workers as he headed straight for his locker-room.
Trish, Lita, and Matt continued to remain seated in Jeff car completely silent. Matt looked up through the rear mirror and could see his girlfriend trying her best to fight back tears, as she looked over at Trish. He then looked over at Trish, who couldn't stop scrolling up in down on her phone.
''You ladies want to go inside?'' He asked, looking down at his watch to see what time it was.
Trish finally looked up from her phone, and nodded, before opening her door and heading into the arena. Her expression was blank, as if she had no emotion. But he knew she was upset, because for the first time she was actually speechless.
He watched Trish until, she disappeared in through the front entrance. He then heard Lita sniffle, and quickly climbed out of the car, and opened her door to check on her.
Lita couldn't believe that Vince was separating her and Trish after knowing how good of friends they were. The thought alone made Lita assume the worse in the reasoning for this. She began to think about how vulnerable Trish acts at times and how easily manipulate she might be. And her best guess is that Vince is going to take advantage of that vulnerability. The thought angered her, and made her want to speak out against Vince at tonight's meeting. She had to! Regardless if her job was on the line or not. As she began thinking of things to say, her door swung open, as Matt leaned in to hold her. She'd never even heard his door shut. He backed away a few inches to look at her eyes, and brush away her tears with his thumb. Lita hadn't even realized that she'd been crying and she was so happy that Matt stayed with her, and he tried to calm her and continued to hold her.
Trish was the first to arrive in the meeting room. They had come about an hour early, and she was just sitting there thinking about how hard it would be to try and find another Lita. She ran down the list of divas, and none of them could compare to Lita. As she thought about it, hardly any of them could stand her. She let out a deep sigh, just as the door opened.
The Rock walked in raising a brow at her. As soon as they made eye contact he could tell that she'd been fighting back tears, and walked over taking a seat down beside her. ''The Rock thinks your far too beautiful to be crying.'' Was the first thing that came out of his mouth.
Trish then quickly wiped her eyes, trying to force a smile on her face that quickly faded after realizing the tears were still running down her face. She looked at him, opening her mouth to speak but nothing came out.
He furrowed a brow at her, as he looked into her eyes, deciding maybe a joke might cheer her up. ''So you were thinking The Rock doesn't look to good up close eh?'' He teased, getting a small smile that quickly went away.
''No, no... You look even more handsome up close.'' She sighed, looking down at the floor as she spoke. ''I'm just-''
''Not able to look at The Rock and tell him he's attractive?'' He cut in, ''Don't worry, it's probably a curse to have two extremely attractive people in one room at the same time anyways.''
Trish smiled at that, wondering 'Is The Rock hitting on me?' and just kind of fanned it to the back after remembering that they're both married.
He turned in his seat towards her, leaning over and grabbed her hands, holding them both in his as he spoke on. ''The Rock thinks you should take some time to talk to him about whatever's bothering you.''
She looked down at his hands that were holding hers then up at his face, and couldn't say a word. She'd never been so speechless in her life. It made this whole situation so awkward, especially when he started giving her the people's eyebrow.
He eventually released her hands, then climbed up from his seat, hovering over her as he looked around the room for something. He finally saw what he was looking for, and walked over to some big white box that had already been opened and began digging through it. He finally returned back to his seat, with one of the WWF magazines. After sitting down, he stood back up, digging around in his pockets till he found a permanent marker. This all the more confused Trish, but she finally realized what he was doing, when he held them both out to her.
''Sign this for The Rock?'' He asked, watching her as she accepted it.
Trish playfully rolled her eyes at him, as she looked down at the cover finally realizing that she graced the cover of it, and the label read 'Diva Of The Decade' .
''Can you make it out to... Dwayne.'' He said after a moment of thinking, ''The Rocks best friend is definitely the number one Trish Stratus fan, so just sign it to your number one fan Dwayne Johnson.''
Trish looked up at him as she began signing it, and couldn't help but blush. He was modeling off that million dollar smile, as he watched her sign his magazine. ''Is your friend cute?'' Trish asked, as she finished signing his magazine and handed it back to him.
''Definitely.'' He smiled, as he read over what she wrote. ''To my #1 Fan Dwayne Johnson, It is always nice when The Great One, and The Rock hangout. XOXO Stay Stratusfied!'' He couldn't help but find it humorous, ''Thank you.'' He replied, as he looked up at Trish, and could see her practically glowing. ''But The Rock wants to know what does XOXO mean?''
''Hugs and Kisses.'' She smiled, tucking some hair that had fallen in front of her face behind her ear.
''So The Rock wants to know if he can get a hug and a kiss from the beautiful Trish Stratus?''
Trish could admit she'd totally seen this coming, and kind've rolled her eyes playfully as she turned in her seat towards him, and leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.
He smiled over at her, then looked back down at the autograph, ''I see two X's'' He pointed out, looking up from the magazine to her.
Trish rolled her eyes again, and leaned in to kiss him again, only for him to turn his head which caused her to kiss him on the lips. The whole thing caught her off guard, but she never broke the kiss, and it ended up lingering longer than she expected, and the weirdest part was he kissed her back. So after the kiss broke she blinked at least ten times to tell her she wasn't dreaming.
He smiled at her, as he reached up brushing away the tears stains with his thumb, as he never let his eyes leave hers. ''You okay now?'' He asked, watching her as she bit down on her bottom lip.
She nodded, being able to feel her heart racing, as she stared back into his eyes still not believing that they had just kissed. She watched him, waiting for him to say something else when the door opened again. They both quickly broke away from each other, trying to make everything seem as natural as possible. Which you'd think would be easy because their trained in acting.
Stone Cold walked in with a grin on his face, having seen a little bit of the show. ''What's up with you two?'' He asked, through a knowing chuckle, as he took a seat over across from them. Opening the can of beer that he held in his right hand.
The Rock turned and looked at Austin, giving him a nervous smile. ''Nothing much, you?'' He asked.
''Same,'' He chuckled, taking a swig of his beer, eying both Trish and Rock, as he removed the can from his lips and held it in his lap. ''So, what was going on in here?'' Austin questioned, his smile never leaving his face.
Trish could admit to herself, that this whole situation quickly grew uncomfortable, as she ran her hand through her hair and looked from Austin to Dwayne.
''Like I said, nothing much.'' The Rock repeated in an aggravated tone.
''Glad to see you don't always talk in third person, there Rock.'' Austin smirked, as he turned his attention to Trish. ''Trish, how are you doing today?''
Trish shrugged before looking at him, ''Pretty good, I guess.''
Austin had let his smile leave for a second, as he examined her thoroughly. Regaining it, as he decided to mess with them a little. ''Your losing your touch Rock.'' Austin grinned, ''I mean, from what I saw you two were just inches away from kissing, and just might have if I hadn't walked in when I did.'' He laughed, as he watched The Rocks hands ball up into fists at his sides. ''Personally I felt like I had to intervene, it was getting hot out in that hallway.'' After Austin noticed The Rock and Trish weren't gone to interrupt him, he continued talking. ''Why do you look so mad Rock?'' He asked as he held the beer can back up to his lips, ''If you want to kiss her, go for it.'' His grin grew even wider when he realized that Rock was glaring at him, and for some reason he wouldn't look over at Trish. He removed the can from his lips, and sat up straight in his chair. ''What? You scared to kiss her now? What? You think I'm going to go tell Dany? Or Ron?'' Turning to look over at Trish, as he mentioned her husband's name. ''Nah, I don't ruin marriages. So go on and kiss her if you want.''
Before The Rock could comment, Ivory entered the room in all smiles. Quickly raising a brow when all eyes turned to her. ''What's going on in here?'' She asked, getting an awkward vibe from the room, as she walked over to a nearby chair and took a seat.
Austin slouched down in his chair, wrapping bother hands around the beer can as he turned from Ivory and switched glances between Trish and Dwayne.
''Okay, this is awkward.'' Ivory laughed nervously. ''Why is nobody talking? I mean, I know I'm not the only that's getting this awkward vibe from the room. So tell me, what exactly did I miss?'' She asked, looking around at everyone.
Trish ran her hand through her hair, and let out a deep sigh, immediately drawing Ivory's attention to her.
''Okay.'' Ivory sighed, looking down at her watch. ''Looks like we have twenty minutes to kill.''
Mankind then entered the room, with his right hand hiding behind his back, and Mr. Socko on the left one. ''Hey guys! Check this out!'' He said, excited to show them his new idea. He then removed his right hand, to show his new invention Ms. Sock. ''Do you guys see this?''
''Nice Mick'' Austin smirked, not sounding a bit impressed ''Another Sock, with Lipstick on it this time. And some orange Yarn.''
''Don't be sarcastic! You know this is a good idea!'' Mick Folly argued.
''I kind've agree.'' Ivory cut in, before Austin can shoot the idea down anymore ''I mean, it pretty much points out to the viewers, that even a dirty old sock can find love.''
''Exactly!'' Mick shouted, excited to show Vince his new idea.
''What next?'' Austin mumbled to himself, ''Al Snow, coming out with a Mr. Head?''
Vince then walked in, holding his suitcase in his hands, as everyone then went into total silence. ''Well good evening ladies and gentlemen.'' Vince said with a warm smile, as he made it over to the podium.
''Good evening Mr. McMahon'' Everyone replied, as all eyes stayed on him.
''Glad to see you all in high spirits, and all ready for tonight Monday Night Raw!'' He added, glancing around at everyone as he placed his suitcase down on the podium. ''And The Rock and Steve Austin are actually early to a meeting?'' Vince pretended to be surprised, as he let out a low chuckle then turned and started pulling papers from his suitcase.
fifteen minutes later, most of the superstars/diva's had arrived and were waiting for the meeting to begin.
''Well,'' Vince said aloud as he looked up from the podium, ''Looks like everyone who plans to attend tonight's meeting has arrived, so we shall began.'' He picked up the small stack of papers, and pulled down his reading glasses that laid on top of his head and he began reading them. ''Tonight is going to be a night of change. Leaving you with one of two opportunities.'' He sat the papers down and looked around at everyone, ''Tonight, you have the opportunity to shine, and you get to do it on your terms. I'm going to allow you all a chance to step out of character, and do something that you think will make yourself a must see WWF superstar! Bringing a new fresh idea to the table.''
Mick held up his right hand, to model off his new idea and attempted a thumbs up with his left, only for it to be hidden by the sock that laid across it.
''Do you have a question Mick?'' Vince asked, noticing Mick Foley's hand had been raised.
''Oh, no. Sorry about that, was just showing off my new idea.'' Mick quickly apologized.
''Well I'm glad you see that's what we're looking for!'' Vince said praising Mick, ''New ideas.'' He added, as he walked from behind the podium, and stood in the middle of the floor in front of everyone. ''I want you to build your own ideas, and whatever you choose to do can either allow you to shine, or let you fall behind.'' He added, as he walked over to Trish, and grabbed her hand, pulling her up from her seat. ''You see Mrs. Stratus here?'' Vince asked everyone. ''She's bringing a bit of Stratus faction to the table, with her new style.'' Vince grinned, as he turned her around to face everyone. ''She's bringing ideas to the table, that'll give her character a chance to steal the spotlight, and become one of the most must see Diva's of all time!''
Lita rolled her eyes at how Vince was now praising Trish. Noticing he had his arm wrapped around her waist, and his hand resting on her side. 'Copying a feel much?'
''She's taking a chance of allowing herself to step out of her comfort zone, and become someone totally opposite of her!'' Vince continued, ''It'll be unexpected, and it'll be an attention grabber, leaving the audience in suspense every night for what's going to happen next!''
As Trish looked around the room at everyone, she could tell some of the other divas really weren't happy with how Vince had been letting her take the spotlight. But as Trish thought about it she belonged right here at the moment, she was the only diva who was actually bringing new ideas to the table. She had the idea to manage T&A till she'd watched enough matches, to perform successfully in the ring, and admittedly it was her idea to start an on screen relationship with Mr. McMahon. But the story they'd written out to go along with it, was totally different from what she'd expected. She'd finally broken thought, when Vince walked her back over to her seat and insisted that she sit back down.
Just as Vince was returning to his podium, the door opened, and Jeff walked in with his hands in his back pocket. ''Nice of you to join us Jeff.'' Vince greeted, as he walked behind his podium, then went back to his paper work that laid across his desk and flipped through the papers.
''Yeah…'' Jeff muttered, as he walked over and stood next to his brother.
''How could you be late to a mandatory meeting bro?'' Matt whispered, annoyed that Jeff always had a problem with letting his anger get the best of him.
''What? Vince probably isn't saying much of anything of importance, so it shouldn't matter.'' Jeff replied, as he leaned back against the wall, crossing his arms, and looking over at Vince.
''Dude, don't let your crush on Trish cause you to lose your job.'' Matt argued, as he saw the annoyed look on his brothers face glare over at him. ''Sorry man, just saying she's married. She's not looking at you, or anyone else besides Ron at the moment.''
''My attitude has nothing to do with Trish.'' Jeff growled, saying it a little louder than he intended.
At the mention of her name, Trish turned around and raised a brow at Jeff and Matt. As did everyone who was seated down in the back row.
Jeff looked over at Trish, then turned his gaze downward.
''So, wait if we have a new idea do we have to come and bring it to you, before we attempt it?'' Spike Dudley asked.
''No, as long as you make sure everyone who has any involvement in your idea is sure of what's going to happen then no you don't have to make me aware of it.'' Vince smiled, as he evened out his papers, deciding that he'd covered all that he wanted to cover for tonight. ''Because me, like anyone else, I don't mind a surprise. Just make it worth my time.'' He watched as Spike nodded, and put his papers back into his suitcase. ''Well, it looks like we've covered everything that needed to be covered tonight. So thank you all for coming, and I'll see you all tonight at Seven.''
''About time that meetings over.'' Jeff mumbled, as he walked out the door.
''You were only there for about two minutes of it bro!'' Matt argued, ''You didn't even get a glimpse of what the meeting was about!''
''Well that's two minutes longer than I needed to be there.'' Jeff retorted, as he continued walking down the hall.
''Bro stop being childish!'' Matt yelled out, grabbing Jeff's shoulder and swinging him around to face him. ''Like me, you need this job! Stop acting like not being able to travel with some girl that just happens to be married if you'd forgotten! Is the end of that world!''
''This has nothing to do with Trish.'' Jeff mumbled through gritted teeth, snatching away from his brother.
''We both know this has everything to do with her!'' Matt yelled out, ''So stop crying over spilled milk, you'll see her again! But you losing your job over something this small, is just foolish! Especially since she's not even taking second glances at you!''
Jeff opened his mouth to say something, then quickly shut it deciding that in a way Matt was right. He didn't have a chance with Trish, especially since she's happily married, and never has anything but good things to say about her husband. It took him two more minutes of Matts lecture, ti'll he finally calmed down. ''Okay, okay.. I get it.'' He sighed, tucking his hands in his back pocket and rocking slightly back and forth.
''Good.'' Matt replied, serious with that statement that he wasn't going to take care of Jeff if he loss his job.
''Well, I need some food, so want to ride with me to McDonald's?'' Jeff asked.
''Nah, I'm going to wait out here for Lita.'' Matt replied.
''Suit yourself.'' Jeff shrugged, as he turned and headed for the front entrance.
A few minutes after Jeff had left, Trish and Lita came out of the meeting room.
''Okay, so explain to me exactly what Austin was talking about?'' Lita asked Trish, as they walked into the hall.
''Who, knows.'' Trish shrugged, looking over at Matt as he walked over towards them.
''Finally, you two came out.'' Matt smiled, hugging his girlfriend. ''What took you?''
''Steve was playing match maker.'' Lita laughed, as her and Matt broke away from the hug, receiving a confused look from Matt. ''I think he was trying to hook Trish and Rock up.''
''Oh, really now?'' Matt laughed, looking over at Trish who was nervously rubbing her arm. ''And what made him decide to do that?''
''Who knows'' Lita shrugged. ''So anyways, where's Jeff?''
''He went to get him some McDonald's.'' Matt replied.
''Ew, more like McNasty!'' Lita cringed. ''That food tastes horrible!''
''That's your opinion, me and Jeff enjoy cheap.'' Matt grinned, getting an eye roll from Lita. ''So anyways, you ladies hungry?'' Matt asked, as he stuck his hands in his pockets digging around for his wallet.
''Um, I'm fine.'' Trish replied, looking around the hall at the other superstars that had been hanging around.
''Okay, how about you babe?''
''Sure, I could use a bite to eat.'' Lita replied, hooking arms with her boyfriend after he offered her his arm. ''Trish, I'll meet you in the woman's locker room in about an hour okay?''
''Okay.'' Trish nodded, watching her friend as her and Matt continued down the hall towards the cafeteria. Trish waited till they were out of sight before pulling out her phone and phoning her husband. After the third ring she heard him groan into the phone. ''Hey hun.''
''Oh, hey baby, how are you?'' He replied sleepily, as he sat up in his bed.
''I'm good.'' She replied, as she watched different superstars leave the meeting room. ''I just miss you.'' She sighed.
''I miss you too.'' He replied, looking over at the clock on their nightstand. ''How's work? Do you still enjoy working for the WWF?''
''Yeah, it's pretty much the same as always.'' She replied dryly, as she drew invisible circles on the tile with her foot.
''I see, anything interesting happen?'' He asked, as he laid back down on his pillow and starred up at the ceiling.
''Um, no not really.'' She quickly spit out, trying her best to let thoughts of kissing Dwayne leave her mind.
''Okay, well it was really nice talking to you sweetheart.''
''Oh, you're busy?'' She asked, not seeing why they had to cut their phone conversation short.
''Not really, just figured you would be.'' He replied, ''Thought maybe you wanted time to rehearse or something.''
''Oh, no I'm fine.'' She quickly replied, looking up as Dwayne and Chris came out into the hall, and then quickly turning her gaze back downward, until they walked passed her.
''If you're sure.'' He yawned. ''But I have to go in a few, going out with the guys to celebrate the Maple Leafs win tonight.''
''Oh, okay.'' Trish sighed, ''Um, well then I guess I'll just talk to you later.''
''Okay babe.'' Ron quickly replied, ''I love you.''
''I love you too.'' Trish replied, trying to hide the hurt in her voice as she hung up the phone and stood in the hallway, starring down at it. Wondering what happened to the man she'd fallen in love with back in high school. Ever since they'd gotten married, it was like he didn't have to pretend to care or try and contribute to their relationship anymore. It made her jealous of what Lita and Matt had, they have what she use to have, and what she wanted. This whole being on the road thing all the time, was killing her marriage, and at times she felt like she had to make a decision of which one she wanted to keep more, her job or her man?
Jeff had left the arena two hours ago, he had needed something and when he'd gotten it it made his day very relaxed. He was so laid back that he felt as if he could sprout wings any second now. As he took hits of his own blended in concoction, he released the wheel, as he leaned back against his chair closing his eyes. He'd completely forgotten he was driving, as he slipped off the road, unable to feel anything. But as he slept, he could hear the sirens that surrounded him.
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Okay, I was going to try and do a saga revolving around a lot of different superstars like this one fanfic I read. But I decided it's not really my thing so I'll just stick to revolving this story around Trish and Lita etc… Expect chapter two to be up by Monday, and sorry for the delay.