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nothing, except for maybe one or two characters I created. All the rest
belong to the WWE and Vince McMahon. I also do not own OVW in any way,
shape or form.
Just in time for the holidays, a new chapter!
Chapter 2:
Regan's POV
"Listen Honey, I don't want you to get your hopes up too high. It could take months before they call you," my dad said patting my back.
I sighed. "I know, it's just so exciting. Of all the talent there, they were interested in me. Me, can you believe it?"
My dad smiled at me. "Yeah. I can. Honey you are so talented and I'm sure they'll give you a call sometime soon."
I smiled. Dad always knew what to say.
A few weeks later
OVW was in Columbus again and I was starting to feel frustrated. I hadn't heard a single thing from the WWE since we had last visited. Mandy had been a total witch since she had found out about my meeting with Mr. Lee. She turned her nose up whenever she saw me and muttered rude comments under her breath. I tried not to let it bother me, but it did. It really hurt, not the fact that she didn't like me but the fact that Mandy had never given me a fair shot. The moment she found out my last name was Lawler she developed a preconceived notion that I was some spoiled brat using my name as a launching pad to wrestling. She told Cassidy once that I was born with everything given to me on a silver platter. "Me and you Cassidy, we have to earn our contracts," she had once said. It just hurt.
Cassidy, who wrestled under the name her real name, and I were scheduled for a match tonight. Mandy was involved in the title match so luckily I wouldn't have to deal with her too much tonight. Our match went well with Cassidy scoring the pin fall over Catora. Catora, that was another thing that Mandy had a problem with. She thought it was stupid and asked me what it meant, spoiled, talent less perhaps? I had smiled at her and simply stated that it was just a name I made up, it meant nothing. A sly grin had spread across her face. "Nothing, like you, huh?" God I hated her.
I was coming through the curtain when I saw Mr. Lee standing there, a smile on his face. My heart began to beat fast. Could this be the break I was waiting for? "Catora, can I speak with you?"
"Sure." We headed back to the office and I sat across from him.
"I showed Mr. McMahon the tapes."
"And."
"He loved them. He loved you."
"Really?" I tried not to get my hopes up. About this time he would say something like, you're not really what we're looking for or but unfortunately we found another talent, blah blah.
"Vince wants to sign you."
"What!"
"He wants to sign you." He handed me a yellow envelope. "You leave on Wednesday for Stamford. This is your plane ticket and your hotel information. If you have any questions my number is included inside."
I stood up and shook his hand. "Thank you, Mr. Lee. This is so exciting!" I turned to leave, but he stopped me.
"I have one more piece of business to attend to. The WWE is drawing up a contract as we speak and we need your real name to put on it."
I smiled. I had done it. I had caught the eye of the WWE without giving them my real name. "My name is Lawler, Regan Lawler."
Mr. Lee looked at me stunned. "As in."
"Yeah, as in Jerry 'the King' Lawler."
A/N Thanks everyone for your interest in this story I hope it is as good as the first one. Next up: Regan goes to CT and meets a special someone. Thanks again and please review.
Just in time for the holidays, a new chapter!
Chapter 2:
Regan's POV
"Listen Honey, I don't want you to get your hopes up too high. It could take months before they call you," my dad said patting my back.
I sighed. "I know, it's just so exciting. Of all the talent there, they were interested in me. Me, can you believe it?"
My dad smiled at me. "Yeah. I can. Honey you are so talented and I'm sure they'll give you a call sometime soon."
I smiled. Dad always knew what to say.
A few weeks later
OVW was in Columbus again and I was starting to feel frustrated. I hadn't heard a single thing from the WWE since we had last visited. Mandy had been a total witch since she had found out about my meeting with Mr. Lee. She turned her nose up whenever she saw me and muttered rude comments under her breath. I tried not to let it bother me, but it did. It really hurt, not the fact that she didn't like me but the fact that Mandy had never given me a fair shot. The moment she found out my last name was Lawler she developed a preconceived notion that I was some spoiled brat using my name as a launching pad to wrestling. She told Cassidy once that I was born with everything given to me on a silver platter. "Me and you Cassidy, we have to earn our contracts," she had once said. It just hurt.
Cassidy, who wrestled under the name her real name, and I were scheduled for a match tonight. Mandy was involved in the title match so luckily I wouldn't have to deal with her too much tonight. Our match went well with Cassidy scoring the pin fall over Catora. Catora, that was another thing that Mandy had a problem with. She thought it was stupid and asked me what it meant, spoiled, talent less perhaps? I had smiled at her and simply stated that it was just a name I made up, it meant nothing. A sly grin had spread across her face. "Nothing, like you, huh?" God I hated her.
I was coming through the curtain when I saw Mr. Lee standing there, a smile on his face. My heart began to beat fast. Could this be the break I was waiting for? "Catora, can I speak with you?"
"Sure." We headed back to the office and I sat across from him.
"I showed Mr. McMahon the tapes."
"And."
"He loved them. He loved you."
"Really?" I tried not to get my hopes up. About this time he would say something like, you're not really what we're looking for or but unfortunately we found another talent, blah blah.
"Vince wants to sign you."
"What!"
"He wants to sign you." He handed me a yellow envelope. "You leave on Wednesday for Stamford. This is your plane ticket and your hotel information. If you have any questions my number is included inside."
I stood up and shook his hand. "Thank you, Mr. Lee. This is so exciting!" I turned to leave, but he stopped me.
"I have one more piece of business to attend to. The WWE is drawing up a contract as we speak and we need your real name to put on it."
I smiled. I had done it. I had caught the eye of the WWE without giving them my real name. "My name is Lawler, Regan Lawler."
Mr. Lee looked at me stunned. "As in."
"Yeah, as in Jerry 'the King' Lawler."
A/N Thanks everyone for your interest in this story I hope it is as good as the first one. Next up: Regan goes to CT and meets a special someone. Thanks again and please review.