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Chapter One: The Meeting

Elizabeth Winslow sat on her hands to keep them from shaking while she waited patiently outside Vince McMahon's makeshift office in the backstage area of Madison Square Gardens. A thousand different thoughts ran rampant through her head, making her even more nervous than she needed to be, and gave her a terrible head ache. She was here for a meeting with Vince McMahon, he had requested that she come to New York at her earliest convenience. She could only imagine he wanted to see her about a contract, but she wasn't going to get her hopes up.

She sat quietly, trying to ignore the curious stares she was getting from all the different superstars as they walked past. Her cheeks flushed violently when she saw two of the RAW Divas stopped only a few feet away, blatantly staring at her. "Think she's the new Diva we've been hearing about?' she heard Stacy Keibler whisper not so quietly to Christy Hemme.

"Could be," Christy replied crossing her arms over her chest, "She's kinda pretty, but a little chubby." Upon hearing that, Elizabeth immediately thought back to the pizza she had for lunch, and felt sick.

She didn't dwell on it for very long when Vince opened his office door and invited her in.

"Ms. Winslow, Elizabeth, please have a seat," he said, shutting the door behind her. "May I call you Elizabeth?" he asked.

"Of course, Mr. McMahon," she replied, sitting down in a plush chair that sat in front of his desk.

"Well, then by all means, please call me Vince," he said, smiling at her before, he too, took his seat. "Before we get started, is there anything I can get you? We have in-house catering. A drink? Something to eat? Anything at all?"

"No," she replied, shaking her head, "I'm fine." Christy comment ringing fresh in her ears.

"Alright, well if you're sure," Vince said, picking up a slightly thick file folder from his desk and opening it up. He flipped through a few pages before commenting. "I see you've been with our OVW division for quite sometime now, pretty impressive resume you have, and yet this is the first time you've attempted to make the jump to RAW. Why is that?"

Elizabeth shrugged. "I wanted to make sure I was absolutely ready for this, sir," she said.

"Are you now?" he asked.

"This would be quite a waste of both of our time if I wasn't, sir," she answered, making Vince smile.

"Good answer," he said, "and please, if I'm going to be calling you Elizabeth, you can call me Vince." She smiled and nodded. "All in all, this is very impressive, Elizabeth," he said, continuing to flip through the pages. "Ah, you were with our new champion when he wrestled in OVW."

"Dave and I are old friends," she said, smiling to herself.

"Are you really?" Vince responded absently, not looking up from the file. After a moment he set it down, and looked up at her, smiling. "So, let's talk about this contract."

"You're actually offering me one?" she asked.

"Well, of course. I've already told the other ladies to make room in their locker room for the newest RAW Diva," Vince said. Elizabeth was blown away.

"Mr. McMahon… Vince I don't know what to say," she said, stumbling through her words, "I mean I heard Stacy and Christy say you had hired a new Diva, but I never imagined they were talking about me."

"Well, Elizabeth, do you see any other beautiful young women in my office with a contract just waiting to be signed?" Vince asked. Elizabeth shook her head. She was speechless as Vince pushed her contract toward her and then handed her a pen. "Well then, congratulations Elizabeth, you're RAW's newest superstar."

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