Author's Note: I don't own anything. Point blank.
To Jess: Don't worry my dear, I'll be updating 'Keep Me, I'm Yours' soon. I just need to get my brain back on to that story. I know, it's been like a month. So unusual of me!
FYI: It's been only one day so far in this story. The day is Monday.
MISS INDEPENDENT...?
"You all got that song that I sent to your e-mails two nights ago, right?" Stephanie McMahon asked, her eyes gazing around at the rest of Evolution. Ric Flair was sitting at his drum set, in the garage of his house. Dave Batista had his guitar strapped on, his eyes glued to the sheet music in front of him. Hunter nodded to his girlfriend as she sat on his lap. Randy Orton strapped his bass on before lightly kissing his girlfriend, Stacy Keibler.
"Steph...do you really think that this is the right song for our band? I mean, it's kind of...not Evolution-ish." Randy Orton pointed out, causing Ric Flair and Dave Batista to nod in agreement. Stephanie McMahon's jaw dropped open as she took a lot of offense into that comment.
"What are you talking about? With a female vocalist, this song is perfect for Evolution." She fought back, crossing her arms over her chest. Hunter stepped up, the lyrics of the song in his right hand. He placed his arm around the shoulders of his brunette gilrfriend and said,
"We'll give it a try." Hunter gave the guys a look of force, causing Ric to roll his eyes. Dave silently groaned and Randy looked at his girlfriend, who just blew him a kiss.
"Ready?" Ric asked.
"Yeah!" Stephanie McMahon replied, a bright smile on her face as she stepped over to the microphone stand in the middle of Ric's garage. Orton and Batista rolled their eyes at each other, behind Stephanie's back. Stephanie stood in the middle of the two band members, her eyes focused on her boyfriend. Hunter was seated a couple feet away from Stacy, beaming at his girlfriend with pride. Ric tapped his drum sticks together, as he began to play. Dave and Randy joined in, and next was Stephanie. The moment she opened her mouth, it sounded like a frog was croaking.
"Miss independent,
Miss self-sufficient,
Miss keep your distance, no...
Miss on her own,
Miss almost grown,
Miss never let a man, help her off her throne,
So, by keeping her heart protected,
She'd never ever feel rejected,
Little miss apprehensive,
Said ooh, she fell in love..." As Stephanie McMahon sang her heart out, Randy Orton looked at Dave Batista, wide-eyed. He then mouthed,
"What the fuck is this?" To the monster playing the guitar. Dave shrugged his shoulders and continued playing, rolling his eyes. At the drum set, Ric Flair was bugging out. Crazy thoughts ran through his mind, seriously wanting to kill Stephanie for making them play a song like this.
Meanwhile, Stephanie McMahon was still singing. Hunter watched his girlfriend, still beaming with the pride he had before she began to sing.
"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open the door,
Surprise! It's time,
To feel what's real..
What happened to Miss Independent?
No longer need to be defensive,
Goodbye! Old you...
When love is true..."
Stacy Keibler watched Stephanie sing, wide-eyed. She could not believe that her friend could produce such a horrible voice. After all, didn't Stephanie have enough money to pay for the best vocal training in the world?
"Misguided heart,
Miss Play-it-smart,
Miss If-ya-wanna-use-that-line-ya-better-not-start...no,
But she miscalculated,
She didn't wanna end up jaded,
And this Miss decided not to miss out on true love,
So, by changing her misconceptions,
She went in a new direction,
And found inside,
She felt a connection,
She fell in love..." Stephanie held a long note for the word 'fell' almost shattering the ear drums of everybody in the garage, minus Hunter Hearst Helmsley. Hunter was in glory, hearing his beautiful girlfriend belt out notes. Meanwhile, Ric, Stacy, Randy and Dave were in hell, listening to Stephanie's horrible singing.
"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open the door,
Surprise! It's time,
To feel what's real..
What happened to Miss Independent?
No longer need to be defensive,
Goodbye! Old you...
When love is true..." Stephanie began to step forward, taking the microphone off of the stand. She slowly began to make her way over to Hunter, placing her hand on his broad shoulder, looking him into the eyes.
"Ooh, Miss Independent walked away,
No time for a love that came her way,
She looked in the mirror and thought today,
'What happened to Miss-No-longer-afraid?'
It took some time for her to see,
How beautiful love could truely be,
No more talk of 'Why can't that be me?',
I'm so glad I finally see..." Stephanie moved back from Hunter, a smile on her face. The other members that were playing at the moment rolled their eyes.
"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open the door,
Surprise! It's time,
To feel what's real..
What happened to Miss Independent?
No longer need to be defensive,
Goodbye! Old you...
When love is true...
Miss Independent." After the song came to an end, Ric Flair dropped his drum sticks to the ground. Hunter began clapping wildly, as Stacy Keibler clapped lightly, just to be polite. She smiled weakly at Stephanie.
"That was great." Stacy lied. Stephanie beamed with pride.
"Thanks!" She exclaimed.
"That was perfect, everybody. I think that's going to be our song for the audition at Raw." Hunter Hearst Helmsley told them, as the eyes of Randy, Dave and Ric went wide.
To Jess: Don't worry my dear, I'll be updating 'Keep Me, I'm Yours' soon. I just need to get my brain back on to that story. I know, it's been like a month. So unusual of me!
FYI: It's been only one day so far in this story. The day is Monday.
MISS INDEPENDENT...?
"You all got that song that I sent to your e-mails two nights ago, right?" Stephanie McMahon asked, her eyes gazing around at the rest of Evolution. Ric Flair was sitting at his drum set, in the garage of his house. Dave Batista had his guitar strapped on, his eyes glued to the sheet music in front of him. Hunter nodded to his girlfriend as she sat on his lap. Randy Orton strapped his bass on before lightly kissing his girlfriend, Stacy Keibler.
"Steph...do you really think that this is the right song for our band? I mean, it's kind of...not Evolution-ish." Randy Orton pointed out, causing Ric Flair and Dave Batista to nod in agreement. Stephanie McMahon's jaw dropped open as she took a lot of offense into that comment.
"What are you talking about? With a female vocalist, this song is perfect for Evolution." She fought back, crossing her arms over her chest. Hunter stepped up, the lyrics of the song in his right hand. He placed his arm around the shoulders of his brunette gilrfriend and said,
"We'll give it a try." Hunter gave the guys a look of force, causing Ric to roll his eyes. Dave silently groaned and Randy looked at his girlfriend, who just blew him a kiss.
"Ready?" Ric asked.
"Yeah!" Stephanie McMahon replied, a bright smile on her face as she stepped over to the microphone stand in the middle of Ric's garage. Orton and Batista rolled their eyes at each other, behind Stephanie's back. Stephanie stood in the middle of the two band members, her eyes focused on her boyfriend. Hunter was seated a couple feet away from Stacy, beaming at his girlfriend with pride. Ric tapped his drum sticks together, as he began to play. Dave and Randy joined in, and next was Stephanie. The moment she opened her mouth, it sounded like a frog was croaking.
"Miss independent,
Miss self-sufficient,
Miss keep your distance, no...
Miss on her own,
Miss almost grown,
Miss never let a man, help her off her throne,
So, by keeping her heart protected,
She'd never ever feel rejected,
Little miss apprehensive,
Said ooh, she fell in love..." As Stephanie McMahon sang her heart out, Randy Orton looked at Dave Batista, wide-eyed. He then mouthed,
"What the fuck is this?" To the monster playing the guitar. Dave shrugged his shoulders and continued playing, rolling his eyes. At the drum set, Ric Flair was bugging out. Crazy thoughts ran through his mind, seriously wanting to kill Stephanie for making them play a song like this.
Meanwhile, Stephanie McMahon was still singing. Hunter watched his girlfriend, still beaming with the pride he had before she began to sing.
"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open the door,
Surprise! It's time,
To feel what's real..
What happened to Miss Independent?
No longer need to be defensive,
Goodbye! Old you...
When love is true..."
Stacy Keibler watched Stephanie sing, wide-eyed. She could not believe that her friend could produce such a horrible voice. After all, didn't Stephanie have enough money to pay for the best vocal training in the world?
"Misguided heart,
Miss Play-it-smart,
Miss If-ya-wanna-use-that-line-ya-better-not-start...no,
But she miscalculated,
She didn't wanna end up jaded,
And this Miss decided not to miss out on true love,
So, by changing her misconceptions,
She went in a new direction,
And found inside,
She felt a connection,
She fell in love..." Stephanie held a long note for the word 'fell' almost shattering the ear drums of everybody in the garage, minus Hunter Hearst Helmsley. Hunter was in glory, hearing his beautiful girlfriend belt out notes. Meanwhile, Ric, Stacy, Randy and Dave were in hell, listening to Stephanie's horrible singing.
"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open the door,
Surprise! It's time,
To feel what's real..
What happened to Miss Independent?
No longer need to be defensive,
Goodbye! Old you...
When love is true..." Stephanie began to step forward, taking the microphone off of the stand. She slowly began to make her way over to Hunter, placing her hand on his broad shoulder, looking him into the eyes.
"Ooh, Miss Independent walked away,
No time for a love that came her way,
She looked in the mirror and thought today,
'What happened to Miss-No-longer-afraid?'
It took some time for her to see,
How beautiful love could truely be,
No more talk of 'Why can't that be me?',
I'm so glad I finally see..." Stephanie moved back from Hunter, a smile on her face. The other members that were playing at the moment rolled their eyes.
"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open the door,
Surprise! It's time,
To feel what's real..
What happened to Miss Independent?
No longer need to be defensive,
Goodbye! Old you...
When love is true...
Miss Independent." After the song came to an end, Ric Flair dropped his drum sticks to the ground. Hunter began clapping wildly, as Stacy Keibler clapped lightly, just to be polite. She smiled weakly at Stephanie.
"That was great." Stacy lied. Stephanie beamed with pride.
"Thanks!" She exclaimed.
"That was perfect, everybody. I think that's going to be our song for the audition at Raw." Hunter Hearst Helmsley told them, as the eyes of Randy, Dave and Ric went wide.