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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the wwe superstars.
Chapter 1: Invisible!
April Gopaul sat down waiting for her daily routine to start all over again. " Alright people, the show is going to start in five minutes!" a middle aged man said. Immediately April bounced of the chair and went to the locker room.
"Aright, first up it's Triple H and Randy orton," she said to herself, whilst walking down to the guy's locker room. "Well, here I am!" she thought, staring at the door in front of her.
"Triple H and Orton you out in 2 mins!" She yelled from the outside, and when the two superstars came out, she left. "Okay next up, I have to go tell Trish Stratus and Mickie their up next!" She stated nervously, whilst walking into the diva locker room.
It was like a mad house. The girl's were running around in their bra and panties, putting on their outfits and getting their make up done. April yelled that Trish and James will be next, and then the two divas yelled, "Okay!!"Without looking at her at all. Every diva was so busy chatting and getting dressed, that they never even once decided to look at this young girl.
April loved watching Marvel movies and reading Marvel comics. It took her to a whole new world. She always admired the super heroes and their powers. April believed that she possessed a power of her own… Invisibility.
It was a norm for the 22 year old, as no one seemed to ever pay attention to her. She would always be bumped into, trampled on and no one will even notice. In one case one of the backstage workers tramped her foot and said sorry to the girl next to her.
April was 5 ft 4; she had short hair that was always in a ponytail and had a cap over it. She had a good built, but when you work around wwe divas, your looks come nowhere near their's. So she would always cover up with a baggy T-shirt and pants.
"April! I thought I told you to go call Mr Flair! Run now!" one of the staff backstage yelled. " Great!" April thought to herself. Now she was going to get shouted at the whole entire night.
Everything was not going her way and this was a ritual in her back stage career. Even though someone else didn't do his or her job, she would be the one to get shouted at. April hated everything about life, and everything it had to offer, and in her case she was offered nothing.
April just wished that the night would go fast, and that she would be able to go her hotel, room sit in bed with a tub of ice cream and mope. Sure enough the night came to an end, the show went well and she was in her room, with a tub of ice cream.
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