I own OCs. Not WWE (One day I shall overthrow the McMahons and take over the company!)
Chapter 1: Take it the top.
"Names." asked the fancy looking official.
"Full?" asked a 5"4 girl with shoulder length hair. The official nodded looking solemn as well as depressed. " Felicity Charity Callan."
"Do we have to say these?" asked another girl looking like the first. Again the official nodded looking like he had something better to do. " Chastity Fawn Callan." The girls moved forward in the queue. The queue was for the WWE diva search of 2011. Felicity and Chastity had been dreaming of this since they were kids. They were step sisters and the closest you would ever meet. Most look too different, these girls looked similar, as their mothers were sisters. But their dad got married to the younger sister's mum, Renee who was Chastity's mum. They both had black hair which was the exact same shade of blue-ish black. They both had startling green eyes. But Chastity had blue highlights and Felicity had red. Felicity had the age advantage and the bigger family. With 1 full brother, Felix and and 2 half sisters, Kaye and Kennedy she had the bigger family, excluding the steps. Chastity had 1 twin brother, Cai and a half sister, Charm. Neither girl was as close to their own family as they were each other. They were led to a waiting room and a corridor leading off to the changing rooms and such, where two girls would be called in at a time to show off their skills. They made a detour to the changing rooms where they took off their cropped hoodies and tracksuit bottoms to reveal a strapless cropped top with 3/4 sleeves and capri bottoms each with their initials and stars with black wrestling boots with white flames. Felicity had a deep purple top and dark blue bottoms with her initials in white and Chastity had deep blue top and dark purple bottoms with her initials in white. They packed their casual clothes in their gym bags and went to sit down in the waiting room. It seemed like a lifetime before the girls were called in.
"Felicity and Chastity Callan?" asked the assistant, looking round the room. Girls' "oohs" filled the room. It seemed like family were the most competitive and brought trouble. The girls took it in their stride and walked on through. They entered a arena-like room with a ring in the centre and three judges facing the girls. One had a very bad disguise on as they were trying to pretend that they weren't a superstar. If you looked closely he had a bag wig covering their right eye and half their face. Underneath you could still see the face. They were led into the ring to face the judges,
"Okay, we've read your applications and it says you are stepsisters and look quite alike. Would you tell us the differences?" asked the badly disguised one with a very dodgy accent. The girls looked at each other quizzically. Felicity nodded at Chastity.
"May I ask something?" asked Chastity. The judges looked puzzled but nodded. "It seems that that is a very bad disguise, because it seems if you look quite closely, you can tell this is a superstar. Fel, which superstar?" She was leaning on the ropes now.
"Evan Bourne, Chas. You see, we are masters of disguises and that is not the best one in the world. Granted we've seen way worse. But you are trying way too hard, if you added a fedora hat and designer glasses and swept the hair out of face. The accent, good but highly suspicious, you should've tried the highly eccentric Californian. That would've convinced us." smiled Felicity. By the time she had finished speaking she had joined Chas on the ropes. The girls were smiling. They were grinning from ear to ear by the time Evan had torn his dodgy disguise off.
"You are the only pair who got that. Congrats. It's Matt by the way." smiled Matt.
"Some people might have noticed, but were too polite to say anything. We're not the politest people in the world and it was a long shot. Back to normality, I have white with shoulder length hair and a tattooed charm bracelet on my right wrist." answered Chastity, showing her tattoo. She looked toward her step sister.
"I have red highlights with shoulder length hair which looks like a messed-up bob and tattooed intertwining roses on my forearm." answered Felicity.
"Similarities that are had to spot?" asked the female judge, looking stern.
" Um, that's hard. Let's see, we both like boys colours. If you ever see us in pink, we are not ourselves. We don't wear that much makeup, just the odd bit of mascara. Our accents are quite the same considering we're from two different states. I'm from Miami, Florida and Fel is from LA, California." answered Chastity, shrugging.
"That's nice, well, we've got your contact details so we'll get back to you." finished the other nameless judge. Chastity and Felicity looked confused. They looked at each other like "Eh?"
"Let me get this straight first. You called us down here, to judge us on ring presence, confidence, sharpness and stuff that come into those categories?" asked Felicity, sounding pissed. All the judges nodded. "Slightly confusing, and different. Certainly different."
"Right, Fel, let's go and prepare ourselves for the absolute agony of waiting for a callback. Oh and Matt, you might want to put your dodgy disguise back on." smiled Chastity, sarcastically. They led back to the waiting room where they received looks of awaiting tension. "Fel, I got an idea. The RAW superstars hang out at the club down the road." She sent a mental message explaining their plan.
"Great plan!" They sat in their seats smiling evilly till they were called back in.
