!*Disclaimer*!
As some of you people say.. I do not "own" any of these wrestlers, except Kristie Roberts because I made her up. This
story is completely fiction and is a short one.
-^v^- Part 1 -^v^-
A black Honda Civic pulls up into the parking lot of the arena. A woman steps out of the car and closes the door.
Her black high heel shoes click and her hair sways as she walks. Since it is dark, her face is hard to make out. She is
wearing a black leather coat and has something in her hands. She reaches the door to the arena and walks in. In the light,
the woman is caucasian with long brown hair and eyes. She has what looks like flash cards in her hand and is studying
them. She is stopped by a security card who asks her for ID. She flips a small card and he nods and lets her go. She is
walking the halls, still studying the flash cards and then comes to a stop. She looks around and sees nobody. After a few
minutes she sees a man with green hair, a white tank top and baggy black pants walking down the hall. When he gets closer
she says to him, "Excuse me." The man slowly turns around and looks at her. "Hi, my name is Kristie Roberts, I am the new announcer." He
looks at her and slowly smiles. "Hello Kristie, welcome to the WWF. I am Jeff Hardy", he replies. "Jeff Hardy, 215 pounds
and from Cameron, North Carolina. I'm trying to get this down.",says Kristie. He smiles and then they shake hands and
Kristie says, "I was wondering if you knew where Ric Flair's office was?" "It is down the hall and to the left.", says Jeff. Kristie thanks him and begins
to walk down the hall. She follows his directions and walks into Ric Flair's office.
After about twenty minutes Kristie slowly walks out. A security guard shows her an empty locker room she
could use. After he brings her there she walks in and puts down her stuff. She takes off her leather jacket that reveals
a black tank top and a black fringed skirt. RAW is about to start so Kristie quickly checks herself in the mirror. She takes a deep breath
then walks out of her locker room. As she is walking down the hall she hears a rolling of some type of crate, then a crash followed by a yell.
She turns around and sees Mr. Perfect lying on the floor with a crate on top of him. He is yelling in pain and Kristie leaves to get help. She
comes back with paramedics who take away Mr. Perfect on a stretcher.
Besides that incident, Kristie's night went good. She got all the names, and weights right. As she was leaving the arena
she was complimented by a few wrestlers on what a good job she did. After she gathered all of ther stuff she drove away in her
car to the hotel she was staying at. Kristie loved her job and looked forward to next week's RAW. While she was driving she noticed
that the same blue Jetta was behind her. Was she being followed? Kristie picked up the speed but so did the car behind her. The blue Jetta hit her bumper
and Kristie swirved her car to try to get away from the person. Kriste ended up in a deserted lot and the blue jetta quickly sped away. Kristie was so shocked
that she wasn't able to get the license plate number. After a few minutes Kriste was back on the road driving to her hotel. When she reached the hotel and was settled
in her room she lyed there wondering who was following her? She didn't know anyone. The only person she met was Jeff Hardy. But he seemed to nice and didn't
act like the type of person who would do such a thing. Kristie just figured that maybe it was a drunk driver, or some weirdo trying to have fun. She forgot about it
and went to sleep.
As some of you people say.. I do not "own" any of these wrestlers, except Kristie Roberts because I made her up. This
story is completely fiction and is a short one.
-^v^- Part 1 -^v^-
A black Honda Civic pulls up into the parking lot of the arena. A woman steps out of the car and closes the door.
Her black high heel shoes click and her hair sways as she walks. Since it is dark, her face is hard to make out. She is
wearing a black leather coat and has something in her hands. She reaches the door to the arena and walks in. In the light,
the woman is caucasian with long brown hair and eyes. She has what looks like flash cards in her hand and is studying
them. She is stopped by a security card who asks her for ID. She flips a small card and he nods and lets her go. She is
walking the halls, still studying the flash cards and then comes to a stop. She looks around and sees nobody. After a few
minutes she sees a man with green hair, a white tank top and baggy black pants walking down the hall. When he gets closer
she says to him, "Excuse me." The man slowly turns around and looks at her. "Hi, my name is Kristie Roberts, I am the new announcer." He
looks at her and slowly smiles. "Hello Kristie, welcome to the WWF. I am Jeff Hardy", he replies. "Jeff Hardy, 215 pounds
and from Cameron, North Carolina. I'm trying to get this down.",says Kristie. He smiles and then they shake hands and
Kristie says, "I was wondering if you knew where Ric Flair's office was?" "It is down the hall and to the left.", says Jeff. Kristie thanks him and begins
to walk down the hall. She follows his directions and walks into Ric Flair's office.
After about twenty minutes Kristie slowly walks out. A security guard shows her an empty locker room she
could use. After he brings her there she walks in and puts down her stuff. She takes off her leather jacket that reveals
a black tank top and a black fringed skirt. RAW is about to start so Kristie quickly checks herself in the mirror. She takes a deep breath
then walks out of her locker room. As she is walking down the hall she hears a rolling of some type of crate, then a crash followed by a yell.
She turns around and sees Mr. Perfect lying on the floor with a crate on top of him. He is yelling in pain and Kristie leaves to get help. She
comes back with paramedics who take away Mr. Perfect on a stretcher.
Besides that incident, Kristie's night went good. She got all the names, and weights right. As she was leaving the arena
she was complimented by a few wrestlers on what a good job she did. After she gathered all of ther stuff she drove away in her
car to the hotel she was staying at. Kristie loved her job and looked forward to next week's RAW. While she was driving she noticed
that the same blue Jetta was behind her. Was she being followed? Kristie picked up the speed but so did the car behind her. The blue Jetta hit her bumper
and Kristie swirved her car to try to get away from the person. Kriste ended up in a deserted lot and the blue jetta quickly sped away. Kristie was so shocked
that she wasn't able to get the license plate number. After a few minutes Kriste was back on the road driving to her hotel. When she reached the hotel and was settled
in her room she lyed there wondering who was following her? She didn't know anyone. The only person she met was Jeff Hardy. But he seemed to nice and didn't
act like the type of person who would do such a thing. Kristie just figured that maybe it was a drunk driver, or some weirdo trying to have fun. She forgot about it
and went to sleep.