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I walked in the doors of the Raw arena alone with a big smile on my face. I was 100% sure I would be leaving this arena the god damn general manager. I sauntered down the corridors to my locker room. I tossed my bag down on the bench and began to change. I heard the show start but still I took my time. I was in absolutely no rush. I was savoring this night. I slid on my leather short shorts and my silver corset as usual. I reached into my bag for my last item of clothing, it was a studded black leather blazer. I slid it on and looked in the mirror. I looked fantastic. I heard a knock on my door.
"Come on in!" I yelled. I watched a sheepish John Cena enter my room. "Oh hey hun!"
"Hey baby…wow, you look great."
"Well thank you. You clean up nice yourself!" I joked. He smiled. "So what brings you by?"
"Well I wanted to see my girlfriend! Plus I wanted to ask you something."
"What is it?" I asked curiously.
"Can I come with you to the ring for the announcement of the new Gm?"
"Why would you want to come? You didn't seem to be a very big fan of me even holding the general manager position," I shot back.
" I want to come to be supportive of you. I know how much you want this."
"Fine you can come out there. Meet me at the curtain at 9:40."
"9:40?"
"Yeah we are closing the show with the reveal. The new GM doesn't officially run things until next Monday after Night of Champions anyways."
"I guess that makes sense….hey did you pick up my media packet for the week by any chance?" He asked me innocently.
"How many damn times do we have to have this fucking conversation. I am not your manager, I am not your assistant, I am your girlfriend!" I snapped.
"I don't understand why you find that so damn insulting," He fired back.
"Do I constantly ask you to run work related errands for me? Has any of your girlfriends?"
"Well no but I-"
"You wouldn't be anybody's errands bitch because you are THE John Cena. I know I'm some lower tiered woman within the company but that doesn't mean I'm going to kiss your ass and run your errands."
Just then there was a knock on the door. I turned to see Eve standing in the door way.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she said sweetly, damn well knowing that she had walked in on an argument.
"Oh of course not, Eve. Come on in!" I said nicely. She stepped into the room.
"So I just came by to wish you good luck tonight and to bring you some of these!" She said holding out a four pack of energy drinks and a Gm sign with my name on it for my door.
"Thank you Eve! That was so thoughtful of you! I really appreciate your support."
"No problem. I know it is a little premature for the sign but I couldn't resist!" She said with a big smile.
"Its an awesome gesture. It's a great gift."
"Just wanted to show you I believe in you. Go Nicolette!" She cheered. "Oh and good luck on your match tonight John," she said softly as she placed a hand on his bicep. She smiled as she left the room.
"That was odd," John said with a confused look on his face. I laughed.
"I told you she was up to something. She really wants on my administrative staff if I win. She's never this nice for no reason."
"Okay, I'll admit that she really wants the job but I think that's the extent of it. I think you are a little overly paranoid."
"Well girls can always see other girls games. You'll see!" I joked.
"IF you are right, I give you full permission to tell me 'I told you so'" he said with a chuckle.
"Good! I was planning on doing it anyways!"
"I thought as much," he said with a smile. "I really should go, Nicolette. I have a match to prepare for."
"I know you do. Good luck babe." I stood on my tip toes and gave him a kiss.
"Thank you." He quietly left the room. I was left alone with my thoughts on one of the nights that could change my career forever. It was exhilarating and scary at the same time. One of my conversations with Cm Punk stood in my mind. What is he was right, what if I was unhappy with an administrative position? What if I never wrestled again, would I miss it? I didn't have the answers and that in itself was enough to make me VERY nervous for the announcement to be made.
WADE
It was finally time for the new general manager to be announced. I was sitting restlessly in the locker room with Sheamus and Randy. We were having our own little viewing party. I wished I could be out there with Nic to support her but she took John instead. I understand completely but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little disappointed. After so many years of being each other's plus one it was weird to be replaced.
Down in the ring Vince McMahon stood with a white envelope in hand. That envelope held the board's decision. Such a big announcement for such a small envelope. The other candidates, Vickie and Booker T made their way to the ring. Finally, Nicolette came down to the ring as John followed closely behind. John looked a little nervous which I thought to be rather strange. Nic on the other hand seemed rather calm. In her hand, she held a giant energy drink which is as close to a security blanket she's ever seen with. Vince shook all of their hands before raising the mic to his mouth.
"Tonight is a very important night for the WWE universe. Tonight, the new general manager will be announced. In my hand…in this envelope, is the board's decision. All three candidates would be wonderful for the job. Some more qualified than others. So what'd ya say? Should we see who the new general manager is?" The crowd cheered and screamed. I saw Nic and Vickie staring each other down. I couldn't make out what exactly they were saying but they traded a few barbs. Typical Nicolette!
"Come on, Vince! You can't leave us hanging any longer!" John joked into Nicolette's mic. I saw her take a deep breath.
"The new general manager of Raw and Smackdown is…."
Suddenly Triple H's song blared through the arena. The crowd went nuts as he walked down to the ring in a grey suit. He promptly grabbed a mic and took his place in the ring.
"Sorry to interrupt Vince. I know your announcement is important to the WWE universe but I'm here to make an announcement of my own. In fact, you can go head and rip up that envelope," Triple H said confidently. Vince shook his head.
"Now Hunter, what the hell is this all about?! The board made this decision and their decision goes!" Vince shot back.
"Vince, calm down. I just spoke to the board fifteen minutes ago. They changed their minds."
"Well who is it?!" He demanded.
"You know what I'll just come out and say it. Nicolette, Vickie, Booker, none of you are going to be the next general manager." I saw the expression on Nic's face. She was kind of devastated. ""In fact, Booker and Vickie, head on back to the locker room. Nicolette you stay." A look of confusion crossed Nic's face. She had no idea what the hell was going on. "The new Gm…well you know I will let him explain for himself. Here is your new general manager…." I saw Nicolette take an angry sip of energy drink trying to conceal her angry facial expression.
In a shocking turn of events, the sound of breaking glass booms through the arena. Out comes Stone Cold Steve Austin! My draw dropped. I knew this spelt trouble for my best friend. There was no way that this was going to turn out well. Nicolette was shocked too and she had a huge spit take, energy drink flew everywhere. After Steve did his showing off from the turnbuckles, he shook Hunter, Vince, and John's hands before he walked over to Nicolette and gave her a huge hug. She seemed so surprised to see him and he knew it. He grabbed a mic and stood with a smug look on his face.
"I know this is a big damn surprise to you all. It is to me too. I didn't accept the decision until this morning. When Nicolette's boy toy over here didn't want her to stop wrestling, he made a little call to the board…." John turned white as Nic gave him the dirtiest look I'd ever seen cross her face. "He had done some research and thought that Nicki here would love having me as her general manager if she couldn't be it. So I thought what the hell, I could come back to the WWE and open up a can of whoop ass!"
"John? You fucking cost me the job? You are such a selfish asshole!" She yelled into the mic. She took a few steps away from John. A very amused look crossed Steve's face as the two of them yelled at each other sans microphones.
"Why would Nicolette want Steve Austin of all people to be the Gm?" Randy asked me cluelessly.
"You'll see soon enough Randy…" I warned not wanting to be the person to spill the beans. John returned to the microphone as the crowd cheered negatively towards him.
"Let me explain why I did what I did….you see I didn't want the weight of the world on Nicolette's shoulders. I wanted her to stay where she was happy, in the ring. I did some digging and discovered that it was Stone Cold Steve Austin who was her mentor and trainer…"
"Boy, you didn't do very good research…" Steve said shaking his head.
"Are you saying you weren't her trainer?" John shot back. Nicolette stood next to him looking as if she might throw up. It suddenly hit me, John was never told some pretty relevant news. Nicolette might be in some deep shit about now.
"Oh I was her trainer alright…but…oh hell Nicki! You didn't tell him?" He said with a laugh.
"It hadn't come up Steve…"she said nervously.
"What didn't come up?" John asked paranoid. "Oh god you guys were together weren't you?"
"You could say th-" She started before being interrupted.
"Can I get a hell yeah!" the crowd cheered hell yeah. "Not only was I her trainer and we were together but this hot, young thing here is my ex-Wife!"
The crowd cheered and chanted various things, celebrating the return of the Texas rattlesnake. Nicolette's cheeks were a shade of crimson. John threw his mic down.
"John! Don't go! John!" She yelled. He turned to look at her before exiting the ring. Nic looked shocked at John's outward display of anger. She didn't however, chase after him. She let him throw his tantrum as he headed back stage, probably mortified. Some of the others left the ring leaving Steve and Nic alone.
"Can I get some Stevewisers over here!?" He barked into the microphone. "Here ya go sweetheart," he said as he tossed Nic two beers before grabbing two for himself. They clinked cans and each took to separate turnbuckles. In unison they slammed the cans against each other and began to drink their beers. Never in all my years of knowing Nicolette had I ever seen her drink beer like that.
It looked like the era of GM Stone Cold Steve Austin was upon us. He kicked it off with a bang alright. I could only hope that with the source of Nic and I's biggest fight ever being present that Nicolette and I's friendship would make it out in one piece.
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