**Thank you!**
"He fired Raven?" I mutter. I shake my head and look at Jenny. Jenny hands me the phone.
"You know what to do." She says. I nod.
~~~~~~~~~
"They laughed! They laughed at me!" Chris screams hysterically. I swear he's about to cry.
"Irvine it's ok. If this had to do with your gimmick and they laughed. Would you care?"
"Of course not! I love wrestling!"
"Ok then its all part of your act." I say. Chris thinks for a moment.
"You're right Maccy!" Chris exclaims and hugs me tightly. His sweat is sinking into my beautiful, expensive, Armani suit.
"Chris it's gross. Get off me." I mutter. Chris smiles and backs away.
"Sorry."
"Oh Chris?"
"Yes?"
"I kind of hired Scott Levy."
"RAVEN?" He screams. I nod. He glares at me and stomps away. I knew that wouldn't settle well with him.
~~~~~~~~~~
I hear a light knock on my door. What? Someone knocks? This isn't normal at all!
"Come in!" I call. I look at Jenny. She shrugs. Billy Gunn walks in.
"What may I do for you?" I ask.
"Well Mr. McMahon some boys and I were watching SmackDown and remember that story line you told us about awhile ago? Involving myself and Cena?"
"Yes."
"Well we saw it on SmackDown."
"YOU WHAT?" I scream and jump up. Jenny gasps.
"It was on TV. The same exact things."
"I'll kill whoever is doing this! Get all the talent in here now!" I scream. I feel my face turning red and I can feel the veins popping out of my forehead. True McMahon fashion. Billy nods and runs out of the room.
~~~~~~~~
I stand before the talent, MY talent and scan them over. MY talent. I rub my forehead and sigh.
"Ok now so far two storylines have been stolen. Well two that I know of. If anyone knows anything I would love to know. And I do mean anything. It can be the slightest thing." I say. They all agree. I rub my chin thoughtfully.
"There is one more thing. You see, one of you, or maybe more, could be a spy for Vincent Kennedy McMahon JR!" I yell. They all gasp. "Yeah gasp! Go on! I know one of you did it!" I scream and kick over an empty chair. Everyone sits there. I think they're too shocked to do anything.
"Who's spilling to Vinnie Mac? Oh man he's good. He had me fooled for awhile. He stayed number one for awhile. This is why." I don't know if I'm talking to them or myself.
"Shane it wasn't one of us." Chris says sincerely and stands up. I turn and glare at him.
"Who are you to speak for all of them?" I scream.
"Shane we left the WWE for you! We left secure jobs for you!"
"Bullshit!" I cut him off. "If you're a spy for Vince then you still have a job there you moron! It was you wasn't it Chris?" I scream like a lunatic.
"Oh yes Shane! You figured me out! It's me!" He screams. For a second I almost believe him. Then I decide against it. That's just sarcastic Chris.
"Credible, was it you?" I ask.
"I wouldn't sabotage my own storyline."
"If McMahon wanted it you would!"
"Why would he want me to do that?"
"A COVER UP!" I scream and get into his face.
"It wasn't me." He says sincerely with his eyes locked on mine. I scream and move away.
"It was one of you! I know it was! I'll suspend everyone until I find out whom!"
"Then you don't have a show." Chris points out.
"It was one of you! No pay for anyone until I find it out!"
"Then we'll go on strike!" Chris yells.
"Everyone get out!" I scream. "You too Jenny!" I yell when she doesn't move.
"He fired Raven?" I mutter. I shake my head and look at Jenny. Jenny hands me the phone.
"You know what to do." She says. I nod.
~~~~~~~~~
"They laughed! They laughed at me!" Chris screams hysterically. I swear he's about to cry.
"Irvine it's ok. If this had to do with your gimmick and they laughed. Would you care?"
"Of course not! I love wrestling!"
"Ok then its all part of your act." I say. Chris thinks for a moment.
"You're right Maccy!" Chris exclaims and hugs me tightly. His sweat is sinking into my beautiful, expensive, Armani suit.
"Chris it's gross. Get off me." I mutter. Chris smiles and backs away.
"Sorry."
"Oh Chris?"
"Yes?"
"I kind of hired Scott Levy."
"RAVEN?" He screams. I nod. He glares at me and stomps away. I knew that wouldn't settle well with him.
~~~~~~~~~~
I hear a light knock on my door. What? Someone knocks? This isn't normal at all!
"Come in!" I call. I look at Jenny. She shrugs. Billy Gunn walks in.
"What may I do for you?" I ask.
"Well Mr. McMahon some boys and I were watching SmackDown and remember that story line you told us about awhile ago? Involving myself and Cena?"
"Yes."
"Well we saw it on SmackDown."
"YOU WHAT?" I scream and jump up. Jenny gasps.
"It was on TV. The same exact things."
"I'll kill whoever is doing this! Get all the talent in here now!" I scream. I feel my face turning red and I can feel the veins popping out of my forehead. True McMahon fashion. Billy nods and runs out of the room.
~~~~~~~~
I stand before the talent, MY talent and scan them over. MY talent. I rub my forehead and sigh.
"Ok now so far two storylines have been stolen. Well two that I know of. If anyone knows anything I would love to know. And I do mean anything. It can be the slightest thing." I say. They all agree. I rub my chin thoughtfully.
"There is one more thing. You see, one of you, or maybe more, could be a spy for Vincent Kennedy McMahon JR!" I yell. They all gasp. "Yeah gasp! Go on! I know one of you did it!" I scream and kick over an empty chair. Everyone sits there. I think they're too shocked to do anything.
"Who's spilling to Vinnie Mac? Oh man he's good. He had me fooled for awhile. He stayed number one for awhile. This is why." I don't know if I'm talking to them or myself.
"Shane it wasn't one of us." Chris says sincerely and stands up. I turn and glare at him.
"Who are you to speak for all of them?" I scream.
"Shane we left the WWE for you! We left secure jobs for you!"
"Bullshit!" I cut him off. "If you're a spy for Vince then you still have a job there you moron! It was you wasn't it Chris?" I scream like a lunatic.
"Oh yes Shane! You figured me out! It's me!" He screams. For a second I almost believe him. Then I decide against it. That's just sarcastic Chris.
"Credible, was it you?" I ask.
"I wouldn't sabotage my own storyline."
"If McMahon wanted it you would!"
"Why would he want me to do that?"
"A COVER UP!" I scream and get into his face.
"It wasn't me." He says sincerely with his eyes locked on mine. I scream and move away.
"It was one of you! I know it was! I'll suspend everyone until I find out whom!"
"Then you don't have a show." Chris points out.
"It was one of you! No pay for anyone until I find it out!"
"Then we'll go on strike!" Chris yells.
"Everyone get out!" I scream. "You too Jenny!" I yell when she doesn't move.