Chapter 1

Okay... Really excited about this!

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2010

"Your such a fucking arsehole!" Karlee screamed at a smirking Dean as they stormed backstage. She pulled her hair out of the band that was holding it up and threw it to the side, letting her bright red hair fall to her waist

"It was part of the story line " He snapped back, half laughing. Karlee screamed and continued to walk away from him, trying to get the taste of his lips away from her mouth.

"No it wasn't. I fucking hate you!" Dean stopped in his tracks at her harsh words.

"What the hell was that! He kissed you!" Kaitlyn screamed and Karlee kept walking, her bright red hair bouncing up and down with every step she took.

"I'm done with him pissing me off." She slammed the locker door and locked herself in as she changed out of her sopping wet ring attire.

Karlee Amy Eckland was a professional wrestler, currently with ECW. The fiery redhead had just had a bucket of freezing cold water dumped on her by the company slut, Sofia Mortez, and been kissed by Dean Ambrose, the man she hated.

"Are you okay sweetie?" Kaitlyn shouted through the door as Karlee pulled her boots off.

"I'll rip his freaking head off!" Karlee was no push over and she was certainly no girly girl. She refused to wear pink or prance about like a model. Although Karlee was the badass of the company, she was a certified fan favorite. Her whole left arm and half her back were covered in tattoos and although they had a reason to be there, it added to her gimmick. She gave up on her lacy over shirt and ripped it off, throwing it across the room so it slapped onto the wall. She was furious. Dean had bugged her for the best part of a year due to the storyline they shard together. He had tried to get close to her but Karlee sent him packing every time. Now by Dean kissing her in the ring, It made her look soft. And it brought back too much bad memories. The thought of it made her shudder.

"Karlee?" Someone called her name but she didn't quite recognise it. She wasn't in the mood for an interview. She better not be called for an interview

"What!?" She snapped. She pulled on a hoodie on top of her bra and whipped the door open. Dean was lurking beside some stagehand who was standing with a clipboard and looking extremely stressed.

"Heyman wants to see you in his office." Karlee saw the panic in Dean's eyes and she shot him a questioning look.

"She better not be getting fired!" He grabbed the stagehand and he dropped his clipboard in his struggle to get away from him. He held his hands up in protest, trying to explain he didn't know what was going on. Dean's words burned in Karlee's ears. Seven people from the ECW brand had been dropped in a week. And she could tell she was next. She put a hand on Dean's arm.

"Leave it." She was at least happy he cared, even if it was only a little. She zipped her hoodie up and closed the locker room, making her way to the office of her boss. Karlee and Paul Heyman had never gotten on but after Vince McMahon's constant requests about hiring Karlee, he had no option but to. She didn't bother walking, instead pushing the door and taking a seat. Paul had a sickly smile on his face.

"Miss Eckland, I'm sure you are aware of the current financial state of the company in which you work for." She grunted. The last thing she wanted to do was lose her dream job but she wasn't going to give Heyman the satisfaction.

"So then I'm sure you would understand when I say that we have to get rid of... how do I say... the useless and talentless." Karlee felt her blood boil. He was trying to say she was talentless? Karlee had never boasted about her talent but she knew that she was the best woman ECW had. She shrugged.

"So, I'm very sorry to tell you that, Karlee Amy Eckland... Your fired." He smiled and put his hands on the table. It suddenly hit her and she wanted to burst out into tears. She couldn't talk because she was scared that if she opened her mouth, she would cry and beg. She had no job anymore. She nodded and walked out of the makeshift office. Kaitlyn and Dean were waiting for her, awaiting the news.

"Well?" Kaitlyn asked, biting her nails. Karlee shook her head and burst out into tears. Dean stepped back, unsure what to do. Kaitlyn gathered her best friend into a hug and stroked her hair as she cried. Karlee had no job left. Her dream had just been flushed down the toilet.

"Karlee! Get your bags packed!" Paul's voice screamed from inside the office. Dean felt a horrible rage build up inside him. He wanted to storm into the office and put his boss through the table but he knew he couldn't.

"Are you okay?" He put a hand on Karlee's back. She snapped her head around to look at him.

"Do I look okay jackass?" She screamed. Paul Heyman exited his office and walked towards Karlee with two big hefty looking guys.

"Please escort this... thing out of my building." He smiled and watched as Karlee was picked up and taken out of the arena.

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3 Years Later.

As Karlee walked backstage after working yet another independent show, she collapsed on the couch in pure exhaustion. Her hair was back to its natural red and she covered up more when she wrestled, acting as the goodie two shoes instead of the badass chick she longed to be. She had concentrated on improving her wrestling skills instead of improving her gimmick. She missed going out in her knee-high boots and studded shirts.
Her phone buzzed beside her and she picked it up warily, not recognising the number.

"Hello?" She asked into the receiver.

"Karlee?" She recognised the voice straight away and she grinned.

"Yeah It's Karlee."

"Karlee! Its Vince McMahon here, How have you been Sweetheart?" He sounded so sincere and Karlee had her fingers crossed, hoping he was about to ask her what she desperately wanted to hear.

"I've been good, devoted myself to working."

"Yes... I've watched a lot of your matches since you left ECW but Karlee but I have something to ask you." Karlee squirmed in her seat as she replied, trying not to scream.

"Well, Karlee, I would like to offer you a job. How would you like to come to RAW and work for the WWE?" Karlee jumped into the air.

"I would love to!" They continued to discuss details about where to meet and then they hung up the phone, both of them very pleased. She was going to be working for the biggest wrestling company in the world!

Time to whip out the hair dye and dig out the leather!

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Okay... So hope you all like. If there are a few amount of reviews, I'll carry on with it but I won't stop my other story so don't worry! If I get more than 5 reviews, I'll immediately post chapter 2! Much love Manda Xo