Disclaimers- same story as chapter 15
Author's note- thanks to everyone who has been reading and reviewing the story so far. I will be starting a new story soon; it's about the WWE in high school, so stay tuned. In the meantime, on with the story
--- Chapter Sixteen---
Three weeks had passed and Tasha was out of hospital. She laid on her back in the middle of the ring. She looked up to see Amy standing over her
"NO! Not again, please! I can handle the basics, but not that again!" she sighed as Amy pulled her off the ground.
"Your debut match is tonight. You're lucky it's against me, not Gail or Nora. They are vicious. And I heard that Gail is in a real foul mood lately." Amy looked at the others, who nodded.
"It's like permanent PMS or something," Trish giggled. "And it wasn't going to be me, because I am in this stupid storyline with Tomko and Irvine. He irritates me so much!"
"Who? Tomko or Irvine?" Stacy leant against the ropes, watching the production team set up for RAW.
"Both, Tomko is so boring, and Irvine is one cocky bastard." Trish ran through some finishers with Tasha, who finally decided on a basic DDT.
"Just for starters. Anyway, no one can beat Orton on the cocky bastard stakes. Do you know what he said to me the other day? He came up to me and, get this, goes 'I need a map because I get lost in your eyes'. Talk about cheesy!" Tasha blushed when she spoke about Randy, and everyone noticed.
"Oh how sad! He is so childish sometimes. Anyway, how did the date with Shelton go?" Amy looked at the others. She motioned for Trish to move closer then whispered in her ear.
"How much do you want to bet, she gives us a one word answer about Shelton, then bitches about Randy for another ten minutes?" Trish laughed.
"Oh yeah, it was fun. Until we ran into Randy and some random. He makes me so sick sometimes. He and this girl were all over each other. I wanted to puke. So gross."
"Sounds like you were jealous Tash. All you do is talk about............" the ring of her cell phone interrupted Stacy. "Excuse me" She began nodding, then glancing quickly at Amy and Trish, giving them a thumbs up. She nodded once more and hung up.
"That was Paul. Tasha, you need to go backstage for a pre tape. It's the third locker room on the right, the empty one. Here let me fix your hair" Tasha climbed out of the ring before heading backstage for the "pre tape"
"Plan's in motion girls" Stacy grinned wickedly, exchanging high fives with Amy and Trish.
---Backstage---
Tasha wandered through the halls, looking for the mysterious dressing room. As she was looking at her schedule, she bumped into someone.
"Oh I am so sorry" She looked up and came face to face with Gail Kim. Gail's eyes narrowed as she glared at Tasha.
"So you're the new Diva in town. Well, let me just warn you. If you know what's good for you, you will watch where you are going, what you are doing and who you are doing it with, ok honey." Gail sneered. She flicked her hair over her shoulder and continued down the hall. Tasha watched her suspiciously. Suddenly she had a flashback of her attack the few weeks before. Something about Gail wasn't right, but Tasha ignored the feeling. She kept on her way to the pre tape when she met up with Paul.
"It's in here Tasha. Something about a phone call between you and me." He went to walk away when Tasha grabbed his arm.
"Do you have my script? I need to know what I am saying don't I?" Paul shook his head.
"Sorry, I guess it's inside, see ya later babe!'' He took off in the other direction. Tasha just rolled her eyes.
"Men" she muttered as she turned the handle. The door slowly creaked open. Tasha was still studying her schedule when she heard soft music. She looked up slowly to see a romantic dinner setting, with candles, flowers and even champagne. Her eyes travelled from the table to the person sitting in the chair waiting for her. She gasped.
"What's this?" She looked around the room, shaking in disbelief.
"It's dinner for you, and me" he replied.
A/N: Cliffhanger!!!! Who is it? Is it Randy? Is it Shelton? Is it Naitch? Is it really a pre tape? Is Gail having a case of permanent PMS? Was this the plan the girls meant? All these questions and more will be answered, if you people review
Author's note- thanks to everyone who has been reading and reviewing the story so far. I will be starting a new story soon; it's about the WWE in high school, so stay tuned. In the meantime, on with the story
--- Chapter Sixteen---
Three weeks had passed and Tasha was out of hospital. She laid on her back in the middle of the ring. She looked up to see Amy standing over her
"NO! Not again, please! I can handle the basics, but not that again!" she sighed as Amy pulled her off the ground.
"Your debut match is tonight. You're lucky it's against me, not Gail or Nora. They are vicious. And I heard that Gail is in a real foul mood lately." Amy looked at the others, who nodded.
"It's like permanent PMS or something," Trish giggled. "And it wasn't going to be me, because I am in this stupid storyline with Tomko and Irvine. He irritates me so much!"
"Who? Tomko or Irvine?" Stacy leant against the ropes, watching the production team set up for RAW.
"Both, Tomko is so boring, and Irvine is one cocky bastard." Trish ran through some finishers with Tasha, who finally decided on a basic DDT.
"Just for starters. Anyway, no one can beat Orton on the cocky bastard stakes. Do you know what he said to me the other day? He came up to me and, get this, goes 'I need a map because I get lost in your eyes'. Talk about cheesy!" Tasha blushed when she spoke about Randy, and everyone noticed.
"Oh how sad! He is so childish sometimes. Anyway, how did the date with Shelton go?" Amy looked at the others. She motioned for Trish to move closer then whispered in her ear.
"How much do you want to bet, she gives us a one word answer about Shelton, then bitches about Randy for another ten minutes?" Trish laughed.
"Oh yeah, it was fun. Until we ran into Randy and some random. He makes me so sick sometimes. He and this girl were all over each other. I wanted to puke. So gross."
"Sounds like you were jealous Tash. All you do is talk about............" the ring of her cell phone interrupted Stacy. "Excuse me" She began nodding, then glancing quickly at Amy and Trish, giving them a thumbs up. She nodded once more and hung up.
"That was Paul. Tasha, you need to go backstage for a pre tape. It's the third locker room on the right, the empty one. Here let me fix your hair" Tasha climbed out of the ring before heading backstage for the "pre tape"
"Plan's in motion girls" Stacy grinned wickedly, exchanging high fives with Amy and Trish.
---Backstage---
Tasha wandered through the halls, looking for the mysterious dressing room. As she was looking at her schedule, she bumped into someone.
"Oh I am so sorry" She looked up and came face to face with Gail Kim. Gail's eyes narrowed as she glared at Tasha.
"So you're the new Diva in town. Well, let me just warn you. If you know what's good for you, you will watch where you are going, what you are doing and who you are doing it with, ok honey." Gail sneered. She flicked her hair over her shoulder and continued down the hall. Tasha watched her suspiciously. Suddenly she had a flashback of her attack the few weeks before. Something about Gail wasn't right, but Tasha ignored the feeling. She kept on her way to the pre tape when she met up with Paul.
"It's in here Tasha. Something about a phone call between you and me." He went to walk away when Tasha grabbed his arm.
"Do you have my script? I need to know what I am saying don't I?" Paul shook his head.
"Sorry, I guess it's inside, see ya later babe!'' He took off in the other direction. Tasha just rolled her eyes.
"Men" she muttered as she turned the handle. The door slowly creaked open. Tasha was still studying her schedule when she heard soft music. She looked up slowly to see a romantic dinner setting, with candles, flowers and even champagne. Her eyes travelled from the table to the person sitting in the chair waiting for her. She gasped.
"What's this?" She looked around the room, shaking in disbelief.
"It's dinner for you, and me" he replied.
A/N: Cliffhanger!!!! Who is it? Is it Randy? Is it Shelton? Is it Naitch? Is it really a pre tape? Is Gail having a case of permanent PMS? Was this the plan the girls meant? All these questions and more will be answered, if you people review