In just a few moments, Clementine would be competing in her first match at a live event. It was an experience she had been looking forward to. Unlike televised events, there was a little bit more time for face characters to interact with the fans at ringside, and there was more leeway for competitors to have fun during matches.

Out in the small arena, Lana was on her way to the ring. If given the choice, Clem would have wanted a more experienced opponent to work with. However, she could understand the logic behind the booking. Road Dogg wanted someone to put her over, but she was too green at the moment for any of the more established talents to do a job for her.

Baby steps, she thought, wondering how long it might be before she was given her first real angle to work. A month or two maybe, she hoped, once she had proven that she could deliver in the ring in front of real audiences and TV cameras.

The fans who had shown up for tonight's event would have no idea who Lana's opponent was going to be, so Clementine was looking forward to hearing what kind of reaction her music got when it hit. She expected to be cheered to some extent because that had always been the case, but the reaction would still give her an indication as to how excited people were about the fact that she was now a competitor.

Lana's music faded out. Only a couple of seconds later, Clem's theme started with her voice saying, "It's over with." The loud cheer that came as a response made the hairs stand up on her arms and put a smile on her face that she had to quickly get rid of. Going out there grinning like an idiot didn't fit the character she was trying to portray.

She walked through the curtain and onto the small stage, being greeted by another cheer from the couple of thousand people in attendance. She strode towards the ring with a purpose, not directly acknowledging the fans in any way. That would come after the match. For now, she wanted to look like she was focused on her opponent and on the match. She did however throw her cap out into the crowd just before she got to the ring.

Once she had made her way around to the back side of the ring and up to the middle turnbuckle, she gave what had already become her trademark diamond pose with her hands. It made her happy and a little humbled to see so many people repeating the gesture back to her. While looking out at the throng of people, she tried to spot any Clementine caps that might be out there. To her delight, she counted three of them. She had the beginnings of an actual fan base!

Clementine climbed up to the top turnbuckle, then dropped down into the ring. She was ready for the match to start. As with her debut contest the previous night on Smackdown, it wasn't going to be a long match. There was a lot to get through on the card, and she was realistic enough to acknowledge that her match was the least important of them all. For that reason, she and Lana had only been given a few minutes in the ring.

Valentine Rivera was the referee, as she had been the previous night. She spoke to Clem while supposedly making sure was ready for the match to start. "They really like you, Clem," she said in her Mexican accent.

"So far so good," Clementine replied with a smile.

With that, the bell rang and the match got underway. True to form, Clem started aggressively, before Lana got the upper hand and was able to control her for a couple of minutes until they got the call to go home.

Lana had Clem in a headlock at the time when Valentina gave them the signal. Clem fought out of the hold with a few punches to her opponent's side followed by pushing Lana forwards and into the ropes. When Lana came running back towards her, Clem flew through the air to deliver a flying back elbow. It connected with quite an impact, drawing an appreciative cheer for the fans.

Clementine had decided that her character wouldn't overtly play up to the crowd in order to get them behind her. Luckily for her, it apparently wasn't going to be necessary. They were enthusiastically cheering her on as she set up her signature move, the top rope flatliner. When she made a cover after hitting the move, the fans joined in with the count.

"One!"

"Two!"

Lana was able to kick out. Undeterred, Clem quickly got to her feet, standing poised for when her opponent got up. She gave the diamond pose again, signalling that the match was over as far as she was concerned. When Lana made it back to her feet, Clem grabbed her in the position to deliver the Diamond in the Rough, but Lana was able counter, pushing her forward and into the ropes.

Clementine hit the ropes and ran towards Lana, ducked an attempted clothesline, then, as Lana spun around, Clem caught her and hit the Diamond in the Rough, drawing a loud cheer. Everyone knew that the pin was going to be academic.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

As soon as the three went down, some of the fans who had floor seats rushed to ringside in the hope of getting some kind of interaction with Clem. It was well known that babyfaces would interact with fans after matches at live events. Alexa had reminded Clem to do it, pointing out that she could give people memories that would last for life just by taking a few seconds to speak with them or get a selfie. As someone who had never had any ambition to be a star, it was a seriously strange thing for Clem to consider that other people would look at her that way. She felt no different to them at all.

After Valentina Rivera raised her hand, Clem rolled out of the ring on the back side. The fans in front of her were all calling her name, holding out their hands or getting their cameras ready. She knew that she had some time for interaction, but she couldn't be there all that long. It was a question of selecting a few people who would receive special attention.

She began walking around the ring, slapping as many hands as she could without stopping. Then she saw a girl who appeared to be in her early teens looking eagerly in her direction. Not only did she have a Clementine cap on, she also had her dark hair in the two little pig tails that Clem was notorious for wearing. The girl had a phone in her hand, clearly hoping for a selfie. Clem decided she was in luck.

"Clem! Clem! Can I get a picture?" the girl yelled at her excitedly as she approached.

"Sure you can!" Clem said with a big smile. "You look great, honey!" She leaned in and posed for the selfie. As she did so, she saw that in her panic to get ready, the girl must have pressed something on her phone and the camera app had closed down.

"Oh, god. Sorry. Wait," the girl said in a panic.

"Take your time," Clem said calmly.

The girl was able to load the camera back up, and they both appeared on the phone's screen.

"There we go," Clem said, giving a broad smile for the picture.

"Thanks, Clem! I love you so much," the girl said, sounding like her entire life had just been made.

"Sure thing!" Clem said brightly as she moved on. Clem realised that experience would always stay with the girl. It was the first time she had been able to give someone a moment like that, and it meant as much to her as it had to the fan. One thing she was steadfastly determined about was that no matter how well or how badly her career as a wrestler turned out, she would always make time for her fans and appreciate their support. She considered it to be the least she could do.

A couple of minutes later, Clem walked through the curtain to the back, thoroughly satisfied with how things had gone. On her way back to the locker room, she bumped into TJ Wilson, her road agent.

"Good work, Clem," he said as a greeting.

"Thanks," she smiled. "I thought it went well. Did you notice anything I could improve on?" she asked, always keen for feedback that could help her get better.

"The match was solid," he said, nodding his approval. "Your entrance looked a bit rushed, though. Slow it down at bit. Walk with confidence. Look like you're sure of yourself. Look borderline cocky and arrogant. When you get to the point where you're given time on the mic, that's how you're going to talk, so let's get it your walk right to go with it."

"Got it," Clem said seriously, feeling bad that she hadn't looked right out there. "I'll do better tomorrow night."

TJ put a friendly hand on her shoulder. "It was just a bit of advice, Clem. Don't get down about it. You're doing great."

"Thanks," she said, managing to force a smile as she cursed her fragile confidence. She hoped that in time she would feel surer of herself in her new role.

"Keep going the way you're going and we'll soon be talking about your first storyline," TJ said in an upbeat manner, obviously trying to brighten her up.

It worked. Clem smiled genuinely this time. "I'm really looking forward to that."

A/N: Thank you to everyone who left a review last time! Your continued support means a lot. I wasn't sure many people would want to read a story about Clem, but she's possibly my favourite character so I'm very happy to see you guys giving the story a chance and enjoying it.

These first few chapters kind of feel like an introduction Clementine's character to me. We've seen her make a start in the ring now, so in the next chapter we're going to skip forward a bit to the time when she is given her first real angle to work. My question for you guys is this: Who would you like to see her go up against for her first rivalry? Leave your answer in a review, and if you like, tell me how you would book her rivalry with that person!