Title: sadconfusedhelp
rating:
pg13
author: me
disclaimer: I only own Kayla
distribution:
you want it, ask
authors notes: I think this is a very important
story for everyone to read, its not a story I enjoy writing but its
something that needs to be written and read by everyone, so please
read it and tell me what you think, even if it's not that good at the
moment. Also there IS a roster split, everyone that's on RAW at
this moment is on RAW and everyone that is on Smackdown is on
Smackdown.
CHAPTER 2
"Kayla, you look absolutely stunning today, please take a seat. Vince, this is Kayla, the one I was telling you about. Kayla, this is Vince McMahon." introduced Jim Ross as he ushered Kayla into a seat as she used all her strength, NOT to growl her opinions about how he said she looked stunning. She gained a fucking pound, how could he say she was stunning?!
"Hello." she smiled towards Vince as Jim took a seat next to her.
"Hello." smiled Vince warmly.
"Sorry we're late. Steph thought she was fat again." said a younger man walking into the room with a bickering young woman behind him.
"Hello Shane, Stephanie. And you're not by no means, fat Stephanie. Now will you two please take a seat so we can begin." instructed Vince as the two found seats in the room and got situated. "Kayla, these are my children. Shane and Stephanie. Guys, this is Kayla."
"Hello." the two smiled warmly at the nervous blue haired woman.
"Hello." smiled Kayla as she griped her portfolio with a death grip, feeling like the only thing the 4 others in the room were looking at, was her fat, so she quickly sat straight up, sucking in her stomach as she did so.
"Okay lets get this meeting started, shall we?" asked Vince as all the other occupants in the room nodded their heads yes. "Good."
Kayla nervously cleared her throat before speaking up. "Um, here's my portfolio Mr. McMahon. It has all my recent designs, along with a few things from a couple of years ago." she said pointing out some things to him in the manila folder as she reached across the desk a bit, as did Stephanie, to get a look at the fashion designs.
"Wow, those are awesome!" gushed Stephanie. "I bet you would look great in those outfits."
"I did." said Kayla quietly as she sat back in her plush leather seat, that she occupied while Stephanie sent her a questioning look before shrugging it off as her father handed her the folder, causing her to sit back down as well and admire the wonderful designs that came from the young woman sitting next to her.
"I won't lie to you Kayla, those designs are wonderful, but I didn't call you in here so you could be our newest fashion designer like J.R. said." said Vince as Kayla looked to J.R confused as he shrugged his shoulders and sent her an apologetic smile.
"Um, okay. What did you call me in here for?" asked Kayla as she turned back to Vince.
"For this." said Shane as he turned on the TV he was sitting next too, and pressed play.
Before it could register in Kayla's mind, Stephanie spoke up. "Hey you look awesome in that outfit! Did you design it? And wow, look at the major air you got from that moonsault!" she gushed as Kayla watched the tape in horror, wondering how they got this tape of her from over 3 years ago. Wrestling.
"W-where did you get that tape from? I thought I burned all my wrestling stuff." she said as she looked away from the TV., hurt.
"A friend passed it on." said J.R as Kayla abruptly stood up from her seat. "Sorry but he said this would be the only way to get you here, and we really need some talented women wrestlers."
"I'm sorry Mr. McMahon. I don't wrestle anymore, and I have no clue why you would want an ugly fat heffer like me anyways. Sorry to waste your time. But I can't wrestle." she said opening the door to leave, but stopped the minute the door opened. "Oh shit." she said looking between the figure standing in front of her and the four behind her. "Guess I don't have a chance." she mumbled as the mysterious figure walked her back into the office, closing the door behind him.
