Disclaimer: You know the drill, no owning of any WWE Talent /superstars /owners /assistants unless I randomly made them up off the top of my head which will happen a lot. I only own Dana Flair and Kimberley Dynes and Jasmine Reeves who are my original names. Personality traits of Kimberley will be similar to those of a great friend.
So, it's no secret Ric Flair is one of the greatest wrestlers EVER. Well what would you do if you were his daughter? You don't know do you? Neither do I…
Ted DiBiase Junior's POV
"22 year old female, 5 foot 12, blonde," One of Vince McMahon's assistants told him,
"Name?" He asked annoyed,
"Dana Flair,"
"Flair? As in Ric Flair?"
"Ah, yes sir, I believe so,"
"And why did Ric never mention he has a daughter this age?"
"I wouldn't know sir,"
"Send her in," The man walked out the door and I heard some giggling. And in walked the most angelic human being I had ever seen. And she was Ric Flair's daughter. She was gorgeous. She walked in and looked around the room. It looked like she didn't even care.
"Dana?" she nodded her head, "You are Ric Flair's daughter?"
"Step Daughter actually,"
"Alright then. Why do you want to be in this business?" I feel so sorry for this girl; she has to have her interview in front of half the roster.
"It has been my dream since I was a little kid. I know everyone says that, but I broke bones when I was young trying to do moves on my brother. I broke my arm, my leg, I think I broke a few ribs and I dislocated mine and his shoulders. As soon as I was old enough I went to train. It was nothing like I imagined. I don't know if you've seen my tapes but I was facing some guys. And they were so strong," She wrestled GUYS? "I was always trying to improve. And when my mum married Ric, it was a dream come true. I was the biggest Flair fan. He taught me moves and helped me perfect others. You don't know how much this would mean to me. Even if you gave me a developmental contract, I would be working my ass off to be part of your company." Oh, she was good. I think I see Vince smiling.
"Wonderful Dear. I would love it you would stay and I will talk to you after." She nodded politely and took a seat on the other side of the room. And in walked some Brunette girl. Who was also gorgeous, but nothing like Dana. She sounded pretty good so. And I saw Dana smile a lot during her speech. They might have been giggling together earlier.
Dana's POV
I walked out of Vince's office with my best friend, of many years, Kimberley Dynes and I just looked at her. She looked back.
"OH MY GODDDDDD!!!!!!!!" I screamed,
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed back,
"WWWEEEEEEEE DDDDIIIIIDDDDDD IIIIIIITTTTTT!!!!!"
"Oh my god. We are WWE divas!!!!!!!!!!"
"YYYYYYYYYEEEESSSSSSSS!"
"Kim, calm down. This won't make a very good first impression."
"But Dana, we are WWE Diva's. As in, we get to work with Victoria. And Natalya Neidhart!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Okay, okay. Relax, relax," I told myself.
"This is hard," she replied,
"Let's just leave before me make ourselves look like idiots," I suggested,
"Yeah, lets," and we walked towards the exit. But were stopped by two men.
"You two lovely ladies aren't planning on going home alone? Are you?" his voice was strong but smooth,
"We can't let you walk around in the dark now,"
"But we won't be walking, you see, we have a car," I responded,
"Well, then let us drive you home,"
"We have our own car," Kim retorted,
"And I would appreciate it if you would let us drive you," The second man, who was Cody Rhodes told us,
"You won't give up will you?" I questioned,
"Actually, we won't. So I say you give us your car keys now." The first said,
"You, Randy Orton. Are never going to drive my car,"
"Well, too bad Dan, it's my car,"
"WHAT? You can't be serious!"
"actually, I am," I shook my head in disgust, and following Kim and Randy, who were now arm in arm, with Cody standing next to me.
We were in the car when a song came on the radio, Get Shaky-The Ian Carey Project. The worst song ever, after I kissed a girl by Katy Perry. And Randal turned it up full blast.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" I screamed, "STOP THE CAR!"
"What?"
"STOP THE DAMN CAR!"
"What, why?"
"Randy, I hate this conversation, I hate this song and I hate YOU! So stop the damn car before I rip your head off!" he did as he was told and I jumped out of the car,
"Dana, you aren't walking!" Kim told me,
"I was gonna catch a cab Kim!"
Kim's POV
"She sure hates a lot of things," Randy snorted,
"That's the thing Randy, she hates things, not people. She always tries to be friendly, I guess you were the exception,"
"So you hate me too?"
"I didn't say that," he smiled and went to grab my hand, "But keep it up and I just might," and the ride was silent the rest of the way to the hotel. Cody hadn't said a word since Dana snapped. He was very talkative until then.
"Dana? You in here?" I called when I got back to my hotel room, "Dana?" I put my bag down and saw a note,
Kimmy,
Don't worry like I know you are. I have gone down to the bar, don't wait up.
You can join me if you wish as long as the douche doesn't come.
Cya? Or not…
Dana xo
"I should go check up on her," and I headed down to the bar and walked in the door and saw Dana deep in conversation with who I recognised as Ted DiBiase jnr.
"I've just put up with too many people that annoy the crap out of me,"
"Yeah, you shouldn't have to put up with that," Ted looked sad for her. It was cute.
"Dana, I'm sorry to interrupt but we need to get back to our room, we have an early flight,"
"I knew you would come get me," she got up and gave me a friendly hug, "Sorry Ted, but we have to get up real early,"
"Yeah, of course, talk to you later?"
"Yeah, gladly," she smiled graciously. We left and she turned around and gave Ted a bashful wave.
"So, you and Ted huh?"
"We just met Kim!"
"Sorry, sorry," and put my hands up in surrender,
"That's what I thought," she said in her 'I told you so' voice.
Dana's POV
"Dana, you did what most of the roster has wanted to do for a long time now,"
"I just couldn't take it anymore,"
"I know, it's cool, we understand,"
"DANA! GET UP!" Kim's voice boomed through the room,
"Woah, hold it. You don't know how awesome that dream was!"
"okay, you can tell me about it on the plane,"
I groaned and fell back into my pillow,
"DANA!"
"Yes mum," I retorted. It didn't take me long to get ready. Seeing as we were going to be on a plane for an hour I didn't look to crash hot. With track pants and hoodie on I left the hotel to get into the car which Kim had already started up and driven to the front of the hotel,
"She's not going to like this," I heard Kim say,
"She can get over it," the one man's voice I never wanted to hear again said,
"This isn't going to help!" she snapped,
"What the hell is he doing here?" he turned around with a dirty smirk on his face,
"I needed a ride,"
"No you wanted to make my life hell!"
"That to,"
"You are a PIG Randy Orton. I am getting a ride with someone else, Kim,"
"Course, See you later,"
"Yeah," I trudged along the outskirts of the hotel when a car pulled up in front of me,
"Need a ride?" Ted's voice came from the now rolled down window,
"Yes, thank-you," and I jumped into the backseat of the rented car,
"So you are Dana?" the man driving, Phil Brookes asked,
"Uh, yeah. Nice to meet you,"
"Same here," he said nicely,
"Why aren't you with your friend, Kim?" I gave him a look that he read instantly, "Right,"
"What am I missing?" Phil cut in,
"Randy being an ass again," he nodded his head.
"Where's Douche?" I asked Kimmy as she sat down in the seat next to me on the plane,
"Randy is in his own seat,"
"Not for long…" and in 5 4 3 2 1,
"Kim," and he kissed her lips soflty, "I could get Cody to swap seats with you,"
"No, Randy its okay,"
"Nonsense. Besides, I kinda already told him to come over,"
"Dana? Is that okay?" my best friend asked,
"It looks like douche already made the decision for me," she mouthed 'I'm sorry' as the douche pulled her away,
"Sorry Dana,"
"No, don't worry about it, as long he doesn't come over here, I'm fine,"
"No, sorry for Randy. He is such an ass, I don't know what's wrong with him sometimes,"
"Don't apologise for him. He'll repent when he's ready,"
"Repent?" he looked at me funny, but then he shook out of his thoughts, "I have never seen Randy 'repent' in the entire time I've known him. And when your dad is 'Cowboy' Bob Orton, that has gotta be the toughest thing ever. But Randy found a way,"
"Well, when your step-dad is Ric Flair, you usually get what you want." or so I thought...