AN:/ So, here's the next chapter! Thank you to my two reviewers from the first chapter! Also if anyone would be interested in making a cover for this story, that'd be really rad. Because right now, it's just my icon. Which is Emma. Who is not even a main character in this story. Do you see the issue here?
Feedback is always appreciated.
I'm standing in the gorilla position trying to catch my breath. Stephanie and Triple H were out there currently, trying to get the crowd warmed up for me. I can feel an uncomfortable set of nerves in the pit of my stomach, I tried to remind myself that I had nothing to be worried about. Even though that's a bit of a lie.
Even if I didn't feel ready, I knew I looked it. The backstage crew had put me in a white lace long-sleeved dress with a pair of nude pumps. The white dress was supposed to represent how pure and innocent I was. My long brown hair was done just like Stephanie's. And my icy blue eyes were enhanced with gold eye shadow and black winged liner.
Listening to Stephanie through the curtain, I knew my cue was going to come shortly.
"Tonight, my husband and I have a little surprise for you all. Since my husband is referred to as the King of Kings, then that would make me the Queen." I hear Stephanie say, and I can only imagine that she's doing that little smile that only Stephanie McMahon knows how to do.
"Well, tonight. We'd like to introduce you to our little princess, Katherine McMahon-Helmsley!"
And then suddenly my music hits, it sounds like a combination of classic rock and today's pop music. And before I know it, my feet have taken me through the curtain.
The crowd doesn't give me a huge pop, but I suppose that's to be expected due to the fact that I basically just came from out of no where. The only people who would've recognized me would have had to follow the Indies.
Nonetheless, I smile widely at the crowd and give them a little wave as I walk down the ramp.
When I reach the ring, Triple H helps me in by holding the ropes down for me. When I stand up straight, I have to stop myself from cowering away from him. His 6'4 frames towers over my 5'3 one. Even in heels, he was towering over me.
Shaking off the slight intimidation, I walk over to where Stephanie stands in the middle of the ring.
When Triple H hands me a microphone, I say "Thanks, Daddy." And to myself all I can hope is that he doesn't have a daddy kink, because that would be so awkward.
"No problem, sweetheart." He responds with a smile.
I go over my lines once more in my head before bringing the microphone to my mouth.
"I would just like to thank the both of you for giving me this amazing opportunity. I mean, what's better than working with the two people that mean the most to me?" I say with a sweet smile, trying to play up to my 'Daddy's girl' angle.
"Aw!" Stephanie says, placing a hand over her heart "Did you hear that, Hunter? We're the two people that mean the most to her! Isn't our daughter just the sweetest?"
"She sure is, Steph. We raised an amazing daughter." Hunter says as they both look at me admiringly. I do nothing but bat my eyelashes at them and smile.
"For the next several weeks, we will be training our daughter for the position of the GM of RAW. When we feel that she is ready, she will become the General Manager. So, starting now, everyone in the back must treat our little princess with respect or you'll be.."
I put the microphone up to my mouth to say the one word I'd practiced for weeks "FIRED!"
Triple H lets out a chuckle before saying "Wow, Steph, she almost does that better than your dad."
"Don't I though?" I ask with a laugh.
-x-
And just like that my first appearance on RAW is over. As I come back through the curtain, a stagehand stops me.
"Sorry, Miss Katherine, we need you to do a backstage segment, and then you're free to go for the night."
I immediately start panicking. I wasn't even aware of a backstage segment. It was my first night and I had already screwed up.
"D-do you have a script of this segment?" I stutter, scared that I was going to be fired for forgetting about it.
"Oh, don't panic Miss Katherine. This was a last minute improvisation done by creative. Of course I have a script for you."
"Oh. I thought I had just forgotten about it." I say, calming down.
"No," He laughs "You're fine, stop worrying. You have about 15 minutes to memorize this, and then we'll begin filming it okay?"
I nod and he hands me a script.
As I read through the script, I realize I was filming it with Seth Rollins. Suddenly, I was not so relaxed anymore. From the sound of the script, I started to fear that Creative was going to put me in a full blown storyline with him. If you asked anyone else, they would love to be in a storyline with Seth. But not me, I got terribly illiterate and weird when I was anywhere within a 5 foot radius of an attractive guy. I had been that way ever since High School.
I'm brought out my train of thought by someone softly clearing their throat. I look up to see the one and only, Seth Rollins standing before me in his ring gear.
I gulp nervously when he shoots me a perfect smile.
"Hi." I say softly.
"Hey," he says cooly "I just wanted to introduce myself before we did this segment." He says gesturing to the paper he holds in his hand.
I nod before introducing myself. "I'm Katherine."
"Seth." I have to hold back the 'I know' that wants to fall from my mouth. I do nothing but just nod at him before looking at anywhere but him.
He opens his mouth to say something else but then a cameraman shows up telling us that we need to film the segment.
The segment starts of with me walking down the hallway by myself. But then I'm stopped by Seth going in the opposite direction, he's supposed to be heading to his match.
"Oh hi," he says, stopping "I want to welcome you properly to the WWE. I'm Seth." He says holding out his hand.
"I'm Katherine, but you can call me Kat." I say, shaking his hand. When our hands touch we make eye contact. The script tells me to try to blush, but I didn't even have to try. I don't think a second had passed while looking into his eyes and I can feel my cheeks heating up.
I have to fight the urge to look away, but I can't till Seth is called away for his match. So, we stand there like that. Staring into each other eyes while out hands are still shaking.
"Seth you're on in 2!" That's our cue for us to finally break eye contact and stop shaking hands.
"Well, um..Good luck out there." I say with a smile.
"Thanks," He says with a smile, "It was nice meeting you." He says before walking away. Just like the script says, I watch him walk away,even though he just walks out of the camera's frame.
"AND CUT!" The camera man says. "That was really good, guys. Katherine, you really sold it with the blush. I'm not even sure how you did it." He says with a laugh.
Oh, if he only knew that it wasn't fake.
And then he's gone, leaving me with Seth.
"I look forward to working with you Kat." He says with a smile.
"Yeah, ditto." I remarked.
He furrows his brows, before speaking up again. "Well, I gotta get to this match. See you around, bye Kat."
"Good luck out there. Bye Seth." I say while giving a little wave.
When he's out of sight, I facepalm myself. Ditto? Who even says that anymore?
If I was going to be in a storyline with him, I would seriously need to get my shit together.
