"We're here at the WWF Sunday Night Heat. We've just gotten word that Lita has split from the 2Xtreme team. Now, she says that the split isn't about the Hardy Boyz, who is the other half of the 2Xtreme team. Lita looks to the guys still has brothers and Matt and Jeff look as Lita as a sister. So, it looks like the new member of the 2Xreme team will be shown tonight as the 2Xtreme takes on the Radicalz." An announcer said.
I sat backstage hearing that, shaking. My first fight as a pro wrestler was to start soon. I sat there in a pair of black pants and a 2Xtreme shirt and a pair of boots. Not like all the other female wrestlers, I wore clothes. I looked up and saw Christian walking past.
"Good luck." He said to me.
I nodded my head. It was about four years ago when I attend school for pro wrestling on the advice of my acting coach. I never thought I'd actually have the chance to do this. With everyone that attends, only a few make it. I only took this to widen my acting chances. Now, I was sitting in a chair waiting to step into the ring.
"You go on soon." A man told me.
"Yes, yes I know." I said. I stood up.
"It'll be fine." He said. "You'll do just fine."
I smiled nervously. I started my walk to the entrance. I saw Jeff and Matt talking to a reporter. Talking about me, the unknown wrestler about to start her career in wrestling with the best tag team in the world.
I knew I wasn't allowed anywhere near reporters. They didn't want to give me away. I was to remain hidden until I made the step onto the platform and show myself to the world. Walking out with the Hardy Boyz entrance theme playing behind me. My theme was still in the making. An original written by people I didn't know.
"Ready?" A man asked.
"I guess." I answered. "Who we fighting?"
"The Radicalz. The Kat, Perry, and Dean."
"Oh, all right."
The weirdest part about this whole wrestling thing is, once the cameras are off, there really aren't any enemies. These guys don't hate each other as much as you think they do. For example, The Rock and Triple H are supposed to hate each other, just before they were talking and laughing.
"Destiny." Jeff called to me.
"Yes?"
"This is it." He said. "You ready?"
"Can't turn back now." I replied. "I feel bad about Lita."
"Don't worry, she told us she was going to leave way before this. She left now because she knew you were coming up."
Matt stood quiet while we waited. I guess it was his way to get ready. Jeff was jumping up and down. I was praying to God that I didn't screw up. It was now our turn.
"Tonight, you will see the new member for the 2Xtreme team. As we said earlier, Lita broke from the 2Xtreme team. We just got word of her name, Destiny."
The theme music started. We stood there for a few seconds. I was told that we would walk half way, and then do the guns, a Hardy Boyz thing. We walked to the ring and got in. I'm not sure if anyone watching could see the fear in my eyes.
"Ladies and gentlemen, here you have it. Destiny. The new member of the 2Xtreme team. Starting off tonight agents the Radicalz."
I looked at the entrance as the Radicalz made there way down. The Kat, Perry, and Dean. I was standing in between Matt and Jeff and the two knew I was shaking.
"Don't worry." Matt said. He patted my back and we went to the corner.
"OK, Jeff, you're on Dean, I got Perry, Destiny, get The Kat." Matt told us.
Me and Jeff nodded. What made me most nervous was the stunts. The high flying, jumping, flipping, the things that made the Hardy Boyz known, yes, and even Lita. In the practice runs I had to do a few of those moves myself. I was afraid I'd mess up.
The fight started with Matt nailing Perry. Jeff waited outside the ring, going after Dean from outside the ring. I got on one of the turnbuckles and flipped knocking The Kat down. I made a quick look at Matt and Jeff, both busy. I stared nailing The Kat. She also got a few good moves on me. But, we came out victorious. I could now breath easy.
"See, wasn't so bad." Jeff said as we walked back.
"I can't believe I let my acting coach talk me into that."
"You act?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, all my life."
"How old are you?" He asked.
"Twenty-four." I answered.
"Me too." Jeff said. We went to get a drink.
"I've been doing commercials on TV before I could talk. I stared in an Indie film when I was 9."
"That's something to be proud of." Matt said.
"What about you?" I asked. "Any childhood things you're proud of?"
"Well, we were into wrestling our whole lives. We did teen wrestling too. We weren't that bad." Matt answered.
"Nothing compared to what you are now." I said. "You are the best."
The smiled. Yes, they were the best. I was fighting along side the best of the best. Tag Team champs. Belt holders, the real deal.
"What does the belt look like?" I asked.
"It's big." Jeff answered.
"That I know. My friend showed me a picture of Matt in just the belt."
"Oh, yes, that one." He said blushing a little.
We went to go get changed. But, not before the press could get a hold of us. Asking questions like how it was to fight for the first time. And, asking the boys how I was. Typical things. We were the second to last fight. So, leaving seemed like a good idea.
I went to the girls side of the dressing room. Going to my locker and getting my baggy pants and a big T-shirt. I put what I wore fighting, in the dirty clothes basket and walked out.
"Want to get something to eat before we go back to the hotel?" Jeff asked. I didn't think they'd wait for me.
"Uh, yeah sure." I answered.
We went to a diner about a block away. The guys offered me a ride and said they'd take me back to the arena after dinner.
"So, tell us about yourself." Matt said.
"All right." I said. "Well, like I said, I've been acting all my life. When I graduated high school about 8 years ago, I went right into school for wrestling-"
"Eight years ago? That would make you sixteen." Matt said.
"Yes, I know. I'm like a genius." I told him. "And, well between then and now I've been doing Indie films non stop."
"Sounds cool." Jeff said. "We did teen wrestling when we were kids. Our biggest thing."
"Oh! Yeah right!" I said. "You guys are like the best tag team out there!"
Two fans came up to them asking for autographs. Two girls. Jeff and Matt looked at them, ya know what I mean. I couldn't help but me jealous. The typical groupie like teens. Sick.
"That was cool." Matt said with a smile.
"Oh, please." I replied.
"What can I get you?" A waitress asked.
"I'll have some ice-cream." I said. "Um, three scopes of cookie-dough with whipped cream, hot fudge and walnuts."
"Anything else?"
"Yeah, a side order of mozzarella sticks and a water."
"And, for you?"
"Just a cheeseburger." Jeff said. Matt nodded in agreement.
"God, you pig." Jeff said to me.
"What? I haven't eaten all day." I said defensively.
Conversation was big that night. Getting to know each other. Those girls kept looking at the Hardys and making sexy notions. I rolled my eyes and made gagging noises as they did. Some I think they heard.
"It's people like them that make me sick." I said.
"Why?" Jeff asked.
"They hang around the back doors of arenas for pro sports and musicians and actors. They strut their perfect bodies around in clothing, well I wouldn't even call it that."
"I see." Jeff said almost understanding what I was getting.
"They're our fans and ya gotta do what ya gotta do for them." Matt said. "But, yes, some are a little out there."
"Foods here."
"What I don't understand is why you even bothered with this wrestling thing. I mean, things look like they were going just fine in the acting department." Matt said.
"Well, my coach told me that if I do it, I can do more. Make my acting abilities more, ya know? And, I've seen it on TV and it looked like it would be fun. I did it for my acting, and then got the gig. But, I haven't given up on acting. I got a script yesterday that I'm thinking of taking up."
"I don't know if I would do this if I had the acting talent you seem to have." Matt said. "But, if it helps get a role, then hell yea I'd do it."
"It actually did." I said with a small laugh. "I had to play an ex-wrestler that was kicked out of the WWF because of a drug habit. And, that's another thing. Every movie I've done since I was 15 involved me either being in a gang, drug addict, pregnant, something along those lines."
"Those movies though make the best." Jeff said.
"They do! I agree. But, those are also the hardest to make."
"How so?" Jeff asked.
"Well, these are about things I've never experienced in my life. So the inspiration for it, I have to pretty much make all that up. And, the pain that the characters have to go thru, and it's just very hard."
"It's getting pretty late." Matt said looking at his watch.
They took me back to the arena so I could get my car. On the drive to the hotel. I started thinking. Mainly about what was going to happen in this wrestling deal. How I was going to deal. So far, so good.
"What do you think?" Jeff asked Matt as they were going to the hotel.
"About?" Matt asked switching lanes.
"Destiny."
"Oh, right. I don't know. It's only been one match. What can you tell from that? But I do know this, she don't take anyone's shit. Pretty head strong, which is a good thing. Sweet girl."
"Yeah, I agree. She's going to be just fine."
I got to the hotel before the guys did. I was tired, and pretty sore. I haven't been keeping in shape as much as I should. Better start hitting the gym more often. Anyway, I decided that a nice hot bath would do me good. I went thru my bags and found those things from Bath And Body Works.
I was sitting in the bath when I heard a knock. I ignored it, thinking who ever it was would go away. But, they didn't. I got out and wrapped myself in a towel and went to the door. Not caring that I was only in that towel.
"Hey, sorry to...bother you." Matt said saying bother you slower than the rest of the sentence.
"No, that's fine. What's up?" I asked.
"Well, we were wondering if you wanted to go to hotel gym." He said trying hard to look away.
"Now?"
"Well, no not know. We're going early tomorrow morning. Like at around eight or so." Matt answered.
"Yeah, sure I'll be ready by then." I said closing the door.
I smiled, almost laughing out loud. I finished my bath, decided to take a shower after my trip to the gym tomorrow morning. It would make no sense to do that now and then again after the work out. I watched TV and fell asleep to it. Waking up to the alarm I had set and got ready for the next day.
I sat backstage hearing that, shaking. My first fight as a pro wrestler was to start soon. I sat there in a pair of black pants and a 2Xtreme shirt and a pair of boots. Not like all the other female wrestlers, I wore clothes. I looked up and saw Christian walking past.
"Good luck." He said to me.
I nodded my head. It was about four years ago when I attend school for pro wrestling on the advice of my acting coach. I never thought I'd actually have the chance to do this. With everyone that attends, only a few make it. I only took this to widen my acting chances. Now, I was sitting in a chair waiting to step into the ring.
"You go on soon." A man told me.
"Yes, yes I know." I said. I stood up.
"It'll be fine." He said. "You'll do just fine."
I smiled nervously. I started my walk to the entrance. I saw Jeff and Matt talking to a reporter. Talking about me, the unknown wrestler about to start her career in wrestling with the best tag team in the world.
I knew I wasn't allowed anywhere near reporters. They didn't want to give me away. I was to remain hidden until I made the step onto the platform and show myself to the world. Walking out with the Hardy Boyz entrance theme playing behind me. My theme was still in the making. An original written by people I didn't know.
"Ready?" A man asked.
"I guess." I answered. "Who we fighting?"
"The Radicalz. The Kat, Perry, and Dean."
"Oh, all right."
The weirdest part about this whole wrestling thing is, once the cameras are off, there really aren't any enemies. These guys don't hate each other as much as you think they do. For example, The Rock and Triple H are supposed to hate each other, just before they were talking and laughing.
"Destiny." Jeff called to me.
"Yes?"
"This is it." He said. "You ready?"
"Can't turn back now." I replied. "I feel bad about Lita."
"Don't worry, she told us she was going to leave way before this. She left now because she knew you were coming up."
Matt stood quiet while we waited. I guess it was his way to get ready. Jeff was jumping up and down. I was praying to God that I didn't screw up. It was now our turn.
"Tonight, you will see the new member for the 2Xtreme team. As we said earlier, Lita broke from the 2Xtreme team. We just got word of her name, Destiny."
The theme music started. We stood there for a few seconds. I was told that we would walk half way, and then do the guns, a Hardy Boyz thing. We walked to the ring and got in. I'm not sure if anyone watching could see the fear in my eyes.
"Ladies and gentlemen, here you have it. Destiny. The new member of the 2Xtreme team. Starting off tonight agents the Radicalz."
I looked at the entrance as the Radicalz made there way down. The Kat, Perry, and Dean. I was standing in between Matt and Jeff and the two knew I was shaking.
"Don't worry." Matt said. He patted my back and we went to the corner.
"OK, Jeff, you're on Dean, I got Perry, Destiny, get The Kat." Matt told us.
Me and Jeff nodded. What made me most nervous was the stunts. The high flying, jumping, flipping, the things that made the Hardy Boyz known, yes, and even Lita. In the practice runs I had to do a few of those moves myself. I was afraid I'd mess up.
The fight started with Matt nailing Perry. Jeff waited outside the ring, going after Dean from outside the ring. I got on one of the turnbuckles and flipped knocking The Kat down. I made a quick look at Matt and Jeff, both busy. I stared nailing The Kat. She also got a few good moves on me. But, we came out victorious. I could now breath easy.
"See, wasn't so bad." Jeff said as we walked back.
"I can't believe I let my acting coach talk me into that."
"You act?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, all my life."
"How old are you?" He asked.
"Twenty-four." I answered.
"Me too." Jeff said. We went to get a drink.
"I've been doing commercials on TV before I could talk. I stared in an Indie film when I was 9."
"That's something to be proud of." Matt said.
"What about you?" I asked. "Any childhood things you're proud of?"
"Well, we were into wrestling our whole lives. We did teen wrestling too. We weren't that bad." Matt answered.
"Nothing compared to what you are now." I said. "You are the best."
The smiled. Yes, they were the best. I was fighting along side the best of the best. Tag Team champs. Belt holders, the real deal.
"What does the belt look like?" I asked.
"It's big." Jeff answered.
"That I know. My friend showed me a picture of Matt in just the belt."
"Oh, yes, that one." He said blushing a little.
We went to go get changed. But, not before the press could get a hold of us. Asking questions like how it was to fight for the first time. And, asking the boys how I was. Typical things. We were the second to last fight. So, leaving seemed like a good idea.
I went to the girls side of the dressing room. Going to my locker and getting my baggy pants and a big T-shirt. I put what I wore fighting, in the dirty clothes basket and walked out.
"Want to get something to eat before we go back to the hotel?" Jeff asked. I didn't think they'd wait for me.
"Uh, yeah sure." I answered.
We went to a diner about a block away. The guys offered me a ride and said they'd take me back to the arena after dinner.
"So, tell us about yourself." Matt said.
"All right." I said. "Well, like I said, I've been acting all my life. When I graduated high school about 8 years ago, I went right into school for wrestling-"
"Eight years ago? That would make you sixteen." Matt said.
"Yes, I know. I'm like a genius." I told him. "And, well between then and now I've been doing Indie films non stop."
"Sounds cool." Jeff said. "We did teen wrestling when we were kids. Our biggest thing."
"Oh! Yeah right!" I said. "You guys are like the best tag team out there!"
Two fans came up to them asking for autographs. Two girls. Jeff and Matt looked at them, ya know what I mean. I couldn't help but me jealous. The typical groupie like teens. Sick.
"That was cool." Matt said with a smile.
"Oh, please." I replied.
"What can I get you?" A waitress asked.
"I'll have some ice-cream." I said. "Um, three scopes of cookie-dough with whipped cream, hot fudge and walnuts."
"Anything else?"
"Yeah, a side order of mozzarella sticks and a water."
"And, for you?"
"Just a cheeseburger." Jeff said. Matt nodded in agreement.
"God, you pig." Jeff said to me.
"What? I haven't eaten all day." I said defensively.
Conversation was big that night. Getting to know each other. Those girls kept looking at the Hardys and making sexy notions. I rolled my eyes and made gagging noises as they did. Some I think they heard.
"It's people like them that make me sick." I said.
"Why?" Jeff asked.
"They hang around the back doors of arenas for pro sports and musicians and actors. They strut their perfect bodies around in clothing, well I wouldn't even call it that."
"I see." Jeff said almost understanding what I was getting.
"They're our fans and ya gotta do what ya gotta do for them." Matt said. "But, yes, some are a little out there."
"Foods here."
"What I don't understand is why you even bothered with this wrestling thing. I mean, things look like they were going just fine in the acting department." Matt said.
"Well, my coach told me that if I do it, I can do more. Make my acting abilities more, ya know? And, I've seen it on TV and it looked like it would be fun. I did it for my acting, and then got the gig. But, I haven't given up on acting. I got a script yesterday that I'm thinking of taking up."
"I don't know if I would do this if I had the acting talent you seem to have." Matt said. "But, if it helps get a role, then hell yea I'd do it."
"It actually did." I said with a small laugh. "I had to play an ex-wrestler that was kicked out of the WWF because of a drug habit. And, that's another thing. Every movie I've done since I was 15 involved me either being in a gang, drug addict, pregnant, something along those lines."
"Those movies though make the best." Jeff said.
"They do! I agree. But, those are also the hardest to make."
"How so?" Jeff asked.
"Well, these are about things I've never experienced in my life. So the inspiration for it, I have to pretty much make all that up. And, the pain that the characters have to go thru, and it's just very hard."
"It's getting pretty late." Matt said looking at his watch.
They took me back to the arena so I could get my car. On the drive to the hotel. I started thinking. Mainly about what was going to happen in this wrestling deal. How I was going to deal. So far, so good.
"What do you think?" Jeff asked Matt as they were going to the hotel.
"About?" Matt asked switching lanes.
"Destiny."
"Oh, right. I don't know. It's only been one match. What can you tell from that? But I do know this, she don't take anyone's shit. Pretty head strong, which is a good thing. Sweet girl."
"Yeah, I agree. She's going to be just fine."
I got to the hotel before the guys did. I was tired, and pretty sore. I haven't been keeping in shape as much as I should. Better start hitting the gym more often. Anyway, I decided that a nice hot bath would do me good. I went thru my bags and found those things from Bath And Body Works.
I was sitting in the bath when I heard a knock. I ignored it, thinking who ever it was would go away. But, they didn't. I got out and wrapped myself in a towel and went to the door. Not caring that I was only in that towel.
"Hey, sorry to...bother you." Matt said saying bother you slower than the rest of the sentence.
"No, that's fine. What's up?" I asked.
"Well, we were wondering if you wanted to go to hotel gym." He said trying hard to look away.
"Now?"
"Well, no not know. We're going early tomorrow morning. Like at around eight or so." Matt answered.
"Yeah, sure I'll be ready by then." I said closing the door.
I smiled, almost laughing out loud. I finished my bath, decided to take a shower after my trip to the gym tomorrow morning. It would make no sense to do that now and then again after the work out. I watched TV and fell asleep to it. Waking up to the alarm I had set and got ready for the next day.
