Sing Me A Love Song

by: Madame Morrison

Disclaimer: I own Eiris "Nana" Hales. Giselle Coupre belongs to wandathetiger.

Type: Wrestling

Fan-Fiction Post: Chapter Story

Pairings: John Morrison/OC, Miz/OC, etc.

Summary: He was the Shaman of Sexy - the icon of perfection. She was the ECW Diva and also a dedicated musician. They were very opposite, but one thing managed to bring them together - the sound of music.

Chapter One: Getting Ready

"Frenchie! Give me back my lipstick!"

I fell to the floor trying to catch Giselle, who had ran off with my favorite tube of CherryBang lipstick. She stole it out of my suitcase while I stepped out of the room and now she won't give it back!

"Eiris, can you wait like tew secunds? Jeeze!" she laughed. Her thick, French accent was so clear as daylight. She stepped over me and walked over to the mirror.
"It's not like it's going to keel you."

"No, I cannot wait two seh-cunds." I mimicked her, getting back up. "And yes it will kill me, that's the only tube of red lipstick I have left!"

"You can always get more, silly." she said, like it was nothing. "Plus, I need a leetle bit to impress the guys were going to bee werhking wit on ECW."

I then acted as if I didn't care. An idea popped into my head as I spotted Giselle's favorite white and pink mini skirt on the bed. "Fine then, I guess I'll just wear your favorite mini skirt."

I ran over and grabbed it because I managed to get her attention now.

"No, no, no, no, no, no. I need that toneght for ze debut." Giselle said, running over to me, trying to get it from me. I hid it behind my back until she gave me back my lipstick.

I held out my free hand. "Cherry Bang."

She scoffed, giving it back. "Ugh, fine."

I gave her back her skirt, smiling widely and proudly. "Thank you!"

I put my Cherry Bang back into my suitcase and tossed her some lipgloss. "Here. Trust me when I saw this, that'll look much better."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, try it."

A knock rattled on our door.

"I'll get it!" Giselle volunteered, going over to the door. She opened it up and was greeted by the Straight-Edge Superstar.

"Hey, Giselle." Punk said to her.

"'Ello Punk. What are you going hehre?" Giselle responded.

"Just seeing if you guys are ready yet." he said. "Show starts in an hour."

We met Punk as soon as Giselle and I got the news that we were going to be working on ECW. After being picked out of FCW and signing our contracts, Vince introduced us to Punk and we became good friends.

Now tonight was our debut. The both of us were pretty excited for it. We already had created a name for our stable too; The Hardcore Bombshells. Kinda corny, but eh.

"Yeah we're ready, just give us a second, we gotta put on some extra stuff and then we'll be out." I informed him.

"Alright, I'll be out in the lobby." he said. "Later."