A.N: HEY!!!! I'd like to thank my three reviewers! SCATTIA*WAVES TO
SCATTIA* and RONDA!!!!!!*WAVES TO RONDA* and Silver tiger *waves to silver
TIGEr!!!!!!*. Lol I hope y'all will enjoy this next chapter. Oh and by the
way I haven't been on a plane before but I have seen movies with them in it
sooooo bear with me. Song in here is by "P!nk" And it's titled "Respect"
This is my rap song.
1-2-3
I get really sick and tired
Of boys up in my face
"Flight 238 to Detroit is docking." A frantic voice rang out over the Detroit City Airport. Lita stood off to the side with her hair up in a ponytail. She had on a pair of blue jeans and a pink sweater accompanied by a pair of silver saccouny sneakers. She watched carefully for her friend and didn't see her. Shoving her fingers inside her pockets she turned to look at a clock on a nearby wall when she spotted a familiar face. She gasped and turned back around. Around the corner stepped Hunter Herst Helmsley with Trish Stratus next to him. If either of them saw her she'd be in for it. Her flight had come 3 hours earlier.
"Lita what's wrong with you?" Stephanie stepped up to her friend who was looking frantically around her. "If you are going through some weird paranoid thing then maybe you should go back to the hotel. " Stephanie said.
"No, I'm here to help. But we must get out of this airport. " Lita said quickly as Stephanie raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow.
"Why?" She asked. "Is someone here that isn't supposed to see me?"
"Pretty much. Ex-Husband and Trish Stratus." Lita said and Stephanie shoved her aside and waved at her Ex-Husband and Trish as they turned her way. With Lita out of their sight she smiled wide.
Pick-up lines like what's your sign
Won't get you any place
When me and my girls
Go walking down the street.
"C'mon Trish lets go." Hunter said tugging on Trish's arm and Stephanie laughed feeling Lita grabbing her arm and pulling on it.
"What in the hell are you doing?" Lita asked and jerked Stephanie's arm and pulled her to the door laughing at the entire thing.
"Ok so where to first?" Stephanie asked.
"How do you feel about red hair?" Lita asked.
"No way in hell is your hair going to become mine. I'd rather shave my head bald and attach it to my ass." Stephanie said holding up her hands.
"No. Not the color."Lita said hailing a cab. A little yellow car pulled up within seconds. "You ready for this?"
Seems we can't go anywhere
Without a car that goes
Beep beep
"Not so sure." Stephanie said stepping into the car.
"Hey babycakes. A gruff voice said and Stephanie looked at the bald man in the from seat a with disgust.
"Well get ready." Lita said sliding in and slamming the door shut and ignoring the remarks from the driver. Telling the driver where to go she sat back and relayed her plans with Stephanie.
*2 1/2 hours later. *
"Afraid to look." Stephanie said her eyes closed
"STEPH! It's not that bad I swear!" Lita said trying to pry the youngest McMahon's eyes open.
"Oh fine." The former women's Champion said cracking one eye open and then another. She was greeted with a whole different person. "That's not me…" Stephanie said leaning in to the mirror. "Oh MY GOD it is!"
"Nice." Lita said leaning against the counter. "Very Nice. Thanks lenny." She said referring to the short man with glasses standing on the other side of Stephanie's chair. He held in each hand a comb and a curling iron. All three peered into the mirror. Stephanie's hair was now brown and red and in twists. Lenny whipped the towel covering Stephanie's shoulders from her and she stood up. She blew a breathe of air out and smiled at Lita.
'Cause this body is a priceless piece
of lovin' uncoditionally,yes
So Mr. BigStuff, who you think you are?
"Ok what's next?" She asked the other redhead.
"You gotta get rid of those clothes." Lita said crossing her arms.
"What's wrong with my clothes." Stephanie asked looking down at her casual apparel. She wore a pair of low cut jeans and a tight white sweater with a pair of ankle high boots. It was typical November clothing.
"C'mon you really want to wear that on your first day on the job? What about professionalism." Lita asked hooking her arm in Stephanie's and walking out of the store. Just as they stepped out the door Stephanie was knocked down flat on her ass, literally.
"Watch where you're going!" A tall blonde man stared down at the freshly made redhead. She started to stand up when Lita got in his face.
"You watch where you're going!" Lita shoved him backwards and he came right back at her. When Stephanie stood in between the two.
"C'mon Li ignore him." Stephanie said pushing her friend back. "And he's not worth it anyway." She felt a hand on her wrist and she was yanked around. She stopped the insult that welled up in her throat from leaping from her lips. She was met with the most beautiful pair of blue eyes that she'd ever seen. She stood quietly looking at the ocean like eyes. The grip on her hand loosened and she felt her arm drop to her side.
"Hey." He said to her his voice barely above a whisper.
"Hi." She said back before Lita gripped her arm and pulled her in the opposite direction towards a boutique. Stephanie turned her head to look at the man who was gone.
"Steph are you alright. Just forget about that rude ass." Lita said and Stephanie turned towards the former women's champion and grinned.
"Let's shop!" Stephanie said and they walked into the boutique.
Stephanie woke up the next Monday morning and strode towards her closet with purpose. She was bouncing on the balls of her feet. She pulled from the closet a short khaki skirt and a red sweater that came down above her fingertips. She laid the items out on her bed and walked to her bathroom robe in hand to take her shower.
With a boundless energy she walked down the stairs and headed straight for the coffeemaker. Turning it on with the ready-made coffee inside the machine she pulled on her watch and opened the fridge. She looked inside and got out some milk. Opening one of the many cabinets Stephanie grabbed the lucky Charms. Pouring a bowl with the milk she set it on the island counter and then poured her black coffee. She Flipped the TV on in the living room by remote. Mtv News came on and she watched attentively while eating the sugar filled cereal.
"The rapper Known as Eminem has just started his 2nd headline US tour with D-12 opening…" She sipped her coffee and looked at her watch.
"Oh crap." She said setting the cup down quickly and rushing for her purse. Opening the door to her home she rushed outside forgetting the breakfast she left on the table and the TV she left on in the living room. Rushing towards her silver Convertible she got in and sped out of the parking lot. Pulling some directions from her purse she maneuvered her little car through the morning rush hour traffic.
"Here we are." She said not even twenty minutes later and parked at a meter next to a very large building rivaling WWE headquarters. Quietly she collected her thoughts and got out of the car. Walking up the steps a doorman opened the door. She smiled at him and walked inside to the front desk.
"May I help you?" A young African American girl said looking up at the new girl.
"Hello I'm Ste-Marie McMahon." She said breezily. The girl looked up at her with disinterest and handed her a red shoelace necklace. "Go up stairs to floor 8 and get your id taken care of then head to floor 14 to your office have fun with the problems of America. Not that you'll care anyways." The girl said rather snottily and Stephanie opened her mouth to retort when the phone rang and the girl picked up.
"Hey baby I was just about to call you but." the girl began talking and Stephanie just glared at her. She noticed and turned to her in mid chew of her gum and rolled her eyes. "Hold on, do you mind?"
Stephanie pshawed and walked to the elevator and pressed the up button. She bit her lip absentmindedly. She wondered if she'd be well liked at her new job what ever it was. If everyone else in the building was like the girl on the front desk she'd wind up quitting on the first day. Tugging in her shirt she straightened her shirt and stepped into the posh looking elevator. Leaning forward she pressed the eight buttons and waited watching the doors closed. She nearly jumped out of her skin when a pale hand jutted out and the doors stopped and opened again.
In stepped a tall Caucasian man with gorgeous blue eyes. His hair cut short on his head he smiled at her. He pressed the seventh button and the doors closed. She checked him out from the corner of her eye. He was dressed in an urban style consisting of black baggy sweatpants and a black sweatshirt on with D~12 printed largely in the front in white letters. His eyes' caught hers and she turned her head to the changing numbers. She felt his eyes slide down her body and she shivered. She wondered if he worked for the magazine. Her curiosity got the best of her.
"Hello my name is Step-Marie McMahon." She said biting her lower lip at her almost slip up.
" Beautiful name, my name is Marshall." He said but before she could respond a tune played. She couldn't put her finger on it but she heard it before. Marshall reached deep within his pockets and fished out a phone. Answering it he began talking animatedly to the person on the other line named 'Shaun'.
"Yeah yeah aight'." Marshall hung up and the bell dinged. He stepped out of the elevator forgetting she was even there.
"Great first day." Stephanie said the bell ringing telling her that she was at her floor.
She stepped out and watched the people walk by for a few seconds. Several carts of reference books floated by with various interns following after them. Cubicles were set up along walls and down the center of the enormous room. A few large businessmen walked past and looked at her and nodded as if she belonged. She took a deep breath and could smell brewing coffee, freshly bought doughnuts and bagels in the air. The sound of frantic typing lifted to her ears and she smiled. She liked this place. A light tap on the shoulder and she turned around to face a small blonde woman with a sharp nose and black rimed glasses. She was wearing a black pleated skirt and an orange angora sweater which made Stephanie life her eyebrows the entire outfit looked like something her mother would wear or atleast she assumed her mother would wear.
"Miss are you lost?" The woman kindly.
"Yes ma'am I'm Marie McMahon and I' here for a columnist job and I was supposed to get my id." She looked at the woman more carefully and decided that she had to be in her mid-forties.
"Right this way. I'm Vivian Moore and I'm one of the many writers." She said and walked quickly to a back room and ushered Stephanie inside. She left her there and moments later Stephanie returned with a photo id hanging from her neck with the read shoelace.
"Now to room fourteen. Stephanie got back to the elevator and pushed the correct button." She sighed and waited. The bell dinged and she stepped outside into an even larger office room.
"Excuse me I'm looking for a Mr. Harold Smith." She said stopping of the female interns who stopped and looked at her nervously. "Are you alright?" Stephanie asked cocking her head to the side.
"Nervous. This is my first day. Mr. Smith is down that hall his office is the first on the left." Said the girl pointing and hurrying off in the opposite direction. Stephanie followed the directions and walked to the office. Sure enough printed on the door was the name Harold Smith. And so she knocked lightly.
"Come in." A familiar voice said and she followed the orders. Opening the door she walked inside. When the door closed behind her mr. Smith looked up at her. He looked like santa clause having a bad day.
"hello sir I'm Marie McMahon." Stephanie said her voice unwaivering. She was used to the pressure of meeting a new boss. Essentially her father was a new boss everyday. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and shook his hand letting the McMahon charm take its path.
"Ms. McMahon." He said with a slight smile while shaking her hand. He stood up. "Welcome to Nation Magazine Ms. Advice columnist." He said. "Let me show you to your office." She followed him down the hallways to a large office not as large as his mind you but huge compared to the offices she got from her father.
"Whoa..This isn't really mine is it?" She turned around and asked him.
Finally the 2nd chapter is finished!!!!!! Hope you enjoyed!
Please review!
This is my rap song.
1-2-3
I get really sick and tired
Of boys up in my face
"Flight 238 to Detroit is docking." A frantic voice rang out over the Detroit City Airport. Lita stood off to the side with her hair up in a ponytail. She had on a pair of blue jeans and a pink sweater accompanied by a pair of silver saccouny sneakers. She watched carefully for her friend and didn't see her. Shoving her fingers inside her pockets she turned to look at a clock on a nearby wall when she spotted a familiar face. She gasped and turned back around. Around the corner stepped Hunter Herst Helmsley with Trish Stratus next to him. If either of them saw her she'd be in for it. Her flight had come 3 hours earlier.
"Lita what's wrong with you?" Stephanie stepped up to her friend who was looking frantically around her. "If you are going through some weird paranoid thing then maybe you should go back to the hotel. " Stephanie said.
"No, I'm here to help. But we must get out of this airport. " Lita said quickly as Stephanie raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow.
"Why?" She asked. "Is someone here that isn't supposed to see me?"
"Pretty much. Ex-Husband and Trish Stratus." Lita said and Stephanie shoved her aside and waved at her Ex-Husband and Trish as they turned her way. With Lita out of their sight she smiled wide.
Pick-up lines like what's your sign
Won't get you any place
When me and my girls
Go walking down the street.
"C'mon Trish lets go." Hunter said tugging on Trish's arm and Stephanie laughed feeling Lita grabbing her arm and pulling on it.
"What in the hell are you doing?" Lita asked and jerked Stephanie's arm and pulled her to the door laughing at the entire thing.
"Ok so where to first?" Stephanie asked.
"How do you feel about red hair?" Lita asked.
"No way in hell is your hair going to become mine. I'd rather shave my head bald and attach it to my ass." Stephanie said holding up her hands.
"No. Not the color."Lita said hailing a cab. A little yellow car pulled up within seconds. "You ready for this?"
Seems we can't go anywhere
Without a car that goes
Beep beep
"Not so sure." Stephanie said stepping into the car.
"Hey babycakes. A gruff voice said and Stephanie looked at the bald man in the from seat a with disgust.
"Well get ready." Lita said sliding in and slamming the door shut and ignoring the remarks from the driver. Telling the driver where to go she sat back and relayed her plans with Stephanie.
*2 1/2 hours later. *
"Afraid to look." Stephanie said her eyes closed
"STEPH! It's not that bad I swear!" Lita said trying to pry the youngest McMahon's eyes open.
"Oh fine." The former women's Champion said cracking one eye open and then another. She was greeted with a whole different person. "That's not me…" Stephanie said leaning in to the mirror. "Oh MY GOD it is!"
"Nice." Lita said leaning against the counter. "Very Nice. Thanks lenny." She said referring to the short man with glasses standing on the other side of Stephanie's chair. He held in each hand a comb and a curling iron. All three peered into the mirror. Stephanie's hair was now brown and red and in twists. Lenny whipped the towel covering Stephanie's shoulders from her and she stood up. She blew a breathe of air out and smiled at Lita.
'Cause this body is a priceless piece
of lovin' uncoditionally,yes
So Mr. BigStuff, who you think you are?
"Ok what's next?" She asked the other redhead.
"You gotta get rid of those clothes." Lita said crossing her arms.
"What's wrong with my clothes." Stephanie asked looking down at her casual apparel. She wore a pair of low cut jeans and a tight white sweater with a pair of ankle high boots. It was typical November clothing.
"C'mon you really want to wear that on your first day on the job? What about professionalism." Lita asked hooking her arm in Stephanie's and walking out of the store. Just as they stepped out the door Stephanie was knocked down flat on her ass, literally.
"Watch where you're going!" A tall blonde man stared down at the freshly made redhead. She started to stand up when Lita got in his face.
"You watch where you're going!" Lita shoved him backwards and he came right back at her. When Stephanie stood in between the two.
"C'mon Li ignore him." Stephanie said pushing her friend back. "And he's not worth it anyway." She felt a hand on her wrist and she was yanked around. She stopped the insult that welled up in her throat from leaping from her lips. She was met with the most beautiful pair of blue eyes that she'd ever seen. She stood quietly looking at the ocean like eyes. The grip on her hand loosened and she felt her arm drop to her side.
"Hey." He said to her his voice barely above a whisper.
"Hi." She said back before Lita gripped her arm and pulled her in the opposite direction towards a boutique. Stephanie turned her head to look at the man who was gone.
"Steph are you alright. Just forget about that rude ass." Lita said and Stephanie turned towards the former women's champion and grinned.
"Let's shop!" Stephanie said and they walked into the boutique.
Stephanie woke up the next Monday morning and strode towards her closet with purpose. She was bouncing on the balls of her feet. She pulled from the closet a short khaki skirt and a red sweater that came down above her fingertips. She laid the items out on her bed and walked to her bathroom robe in hand to take her shower.
With a boundless energy she walked down the stairs and headed straight for the coffeemaker. Turning it on with the ready-made coffee inside the machine she pulled on her watch and opened the fridge. She looked inside and got out some milk. Opening one of the many cabinets Stephanie grabbed the lucky Charms. Pouring a bowl with the milk she set it on the island counter and then poured her black coffee. She Flipped the TV on in the living room by remote. Mtv News came on and she watched attentively while eating the sugar filled cereal.
"The rapper Known as Eminem has just started his 2nd headline US tour with D-12 opening…" She sipped her coffee and looked at her watch.
"Oh crap." She said setting the cup down quickly and rushing for her purse. Opening the door to her home she rushed outside forgetting the breakfast she left on the table and the TV she left on in the living room. Rushing towards her silver Convertible she got in and sped out of the parking lot. Pulling some directions from her purse she maneuvered her little car through the morning rush hour traffic.
"Here we are." She said not even twenty minutes later and parked at a meter next to a very large building rivaling WWE headquarters. Quietly she collected her thoughts and got out of the car. Walking up the steps a doorman opened the door. She smiled at him and walked inside to the front desk.
"May I help you?" A young African American girl said looking up at the new girl.
"Hello I'm Ste-Marie McMahon." She said breezily. The girl looked up at her with disinterest and handed her a red shoelace necklace. "Go up stairs to floor 8 and get your id taken care of then head to floor 14 to your office have fun with the problems of America. Not that you'll care anyways." The girl said rather snottily and Stephanie opened her mouth to retort when the phone rang and the girl picked up.
"Hey baby I was just about to call you but." the girl began talking and Stephanie just glared at her. She noticed and turned to her in mid chew of her gum and rolled her eyes. "Hold on, do you mind?"
Stephanie pshawed and walked to the elevator and pressed the up button. She bit her lip absentmindedly. She wondered if she'd be well liked at her new job what ever it was. If everyone else in the building was like the girl on the front desk she'd wind up quitting on the first day. Tugging in her shirt she straightened her shirt and stepped into the posh looking elevator. Leaning forward she pressed the eight buttons and waited watching the doors closed. She nearly jumped out of her skin when a pale hand jutted out and the doors stopped and opened again.
In stepped a tall Caucasian man with gorgeous blue eyes. His hair cut short on his head he smiled at her. He pressed the seventh button and the doors closed. She checked him out from the corner of her eye. He was dressed in an urban style consisting of black baggy sweatpants and a black sweatshirt on with D~12 printed largely in the front in white letters. His eyes' caught hers and she turned her head to the changing numbers. She felt his eyes slide down her body and she shivered. She wondered if he worked for the magazine. Her curiosity got the best of her.
"Hello my name is Step-Marie McMahon." She said biting her lower lip at her almost slip up.
" Beautiful name, my name is Marshall." He said but before she could respond a tune played. She couldn't put her finger on it but she heard it before. Marshall reached deep within his pockets and fished out a phone. Answering it he began talking animatedly to the person on the other line named 'Shaun'.
"Yeah yeah aight'." Marshall hung up and the bell dinged. He stepped out of the elevator forgetting she was even there.
"Great first day." Stephanie said the bell ringing telling her that she was at her floor.
She stepped out and watched the people walk by for a few seconds. Several carts of reference books floated by with various interns following after them. Cubicles were set up along walls and down the center of the enormous room. A few large businessmen walked past and looked at her and nodded as if she belonged. She took a deep breath and could smell brewing coffee, freshly bought doughnuts and bagels in the air. The sound of frantic typing lifted to her ears and she smiled. She liked this place. A light tap on the shoulder and she turned around to face a small blonde woman with a sharp nose and black rimed glasses. She was wearing a black pleated skirt and an orange angora sweater which made Stephanie life her eyebrows the entire outfit looked like something her mother would wear or atleast she assumed her mother would wear.
"Miss are you lost?" The woman kindly.
"Yes ma'am I'm Marie McMahon and I' here for a columnist job and I was supposed to get my id." She looked at the woman more carefully and decided that she had to be in her mid-forties.
"Right this way. I'm Vivian Moore and I'm one of the many writers." She said and walked quickly to a back room and ushered Stephanie inside. She left her there and moments later Stephanie returned with a photo id hanging from her neck with the read shoelace.
"Now to room fourteen. Stephanie got back to the elevator and pushed the correct button." She sighed and waited. The bell dinged and she stepped outside into an even larger office room.
"Excuse me I'm looking for a Mr. Harold Smith." She said stopping of the female interns who stopped and looked at her nervously. "Are you alright?" Stephanie asked cocking her head to the side.
"Nervous. This is my first day. Mr. Smith is down that hall his office is the first on the left." Said the girl pointing and hurrying off in the opposite direction. Stephanie followed the directions and walked to the office. Sure enough printed on the door was the name Harold Smith. And so she knocked lightly.
"Come in." A familiar voice said and she followed the orders. Opening the door she walked inside. When the door closed behind her mr. Smith looked up at her. He looked like santa clause having a bad day.
"hello sir I'm Marie McMahon." Stephanie said her voice unwaivering. She was used to the pressure of meeting a new boss. Essentially her father was a new boss everyday. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and shook his hand letting the McMahon charm take its path.
"Ms. McMahon." He said with a slight smile while shaking her hand. He stood up. "Welcome to Nation Magazine Ms. Advice columnist." He said. "Let me show you to your office." She followed him down the hallways to a large office not as large as his mind you but huge compared to the offices she got from her father.
"Whoa..This isn't really mine is it?" She turned around and asked him.
Finally the 2nd chapter is finished!!!!!! Hope you enjoyed!
Please review!