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Chap 2 and still the same crap as the first chap. (

"Hey Ceren." said Lindsay as soon as Amanda walked in the door to the women's locker room.

"Hey Emertx." said Amanda. "What's up?"

"Getting ready for the show. You?"

"Not much." said Amanda putting her stuff is an empty locker.

"So girl, what's going on? We haven't talked in like six years. What happened? Why did you disappear like that? Hell I wouldn't had even known it was you if you weren't wearing that." joked Lindsay as Amanda half smiled. "What happen, Matt hog up the comp so you couldn't get on? How is Matt anyways? Its been awhile since I've talked to him too."

"Oh wow, look at that." said Amanda hurriedly. "I think I'm late for something. I'll catch ya later." she said opening the door, looking rather pale, only to run into Randy.

"Come on." he said seeing the look on her face as he grabbed her hand and took her away. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Amanda said stubbornly. "I need to get to the story writers." she said walking away.

"Why?" called out Randy.

"I have an idea." she called over her shoulder, her composer right again.

2 hours later

"I cant believe I have to do this." mumbled Randy as he and Amanda stood behind the stage.

"Hey it's your fault. You're the one that suggested I had a rescuer. What better way to piss you off, then to make you my knight in shiny armor." said Amanda cheeky as she pinched his cheeks. "See ya out there Sweet Thang." she said walking out, down to the ring as Sables music cued.

"What's this? This isn't Sable's music, King. Who is she?" asked JR as Amanda walked down to the ring.

"I'm not sure, but damn!"

"What?"

"Puppies JR, puppies!"

"Oh geeze King, think you can calm those damn perverted hormones for at least two seconds?!"

"Well at least I don't have wrinkly ol' balls that don't work!"

"Shut up King! I told you that in private!"

"Oh, shut up old man! If you cant hack the truth then go back to Oklahoma where you have poor lil Fernando locked up!"

"Shut up King! The young lady is about to speak, and I DO NOT HAVE FERNANDO LOCKED UP! Besides, he's mine anyways, so I can do whatever I please!"

"Whatever!" said King putting his hand in JR's face. "Talk to the hand."

"Oh real mature King, real mature."

"Hello." started Amanda. "I'm sure y'all are wonderin' who I am and what I'm doing out here? Well my name is Kalayla and I am Vince McMahon's daughter." she smirked as the crowd gasped. "That's right, Vincent K. McMahon, is my father and Sable is my mother." everyone was shocked and didn't know what to do, until Vince and Sable both came up behind Amanda, attacking her and beating her. The fans booed until Randy ran down the ramp to save Amanda as Vince and Sable left.

"Are you okay Kalayla?"

"I think so. Thank you."

"No problem, now lets go before they come back." said Randy as he picked Amanda up and left the ring.

OKAY THAT WAS THE END OF CHAPTER 2. LET ME KNOW WHAT'S UP AND DOWN. THANKYOUS

KISS! ~Amanda~ KISS!