Disclaimer: I still own nothing... only Nicole Austin. Vince is pretty adamant on not letting me own anyone. I tried to tell him all I want is Randy Orton for a day... but still he won't budge lol. Also, in this story everything that happens is real, like if Benoit and Triple H are feuding its for real, and they really hate each other. Okay so please Read N Review. Thank you sooo much to those who reviewed the first chapter. oh and if you have any ideas for a better title please let me know.. I really suck at these things so here's ......
Chapter 2: Don't I Know You
As I left Bischoff's office in search of the Women's Locker room I began to think about how I was going to introduce myself to the crowd. I could do a run in during one of the Divas' matches... no that's too redundant. I can just go out there and literally introduce myself, but that's really no fun. What am I supposed to do? I really should have thought more about this. Ok lets see...maybe I can go down to the announce table during the Divas match and do some commentary while introducing myself. What are you thinking Nicole that sucks! Think dammit. Why is it that whenever I really need to come up with something fast I can't? I slapped my forehead in an attempt to help me think, but it really didn't work. It just made my head hurt. Ok... I'll just think about it later.
In my effort to try to find a way to present myself to the crowd I must have taken a wrong turn because I was nowhere near the locker room. Oh well. I spotted a cafeteria, and realizing that I was a little hungry, decided to enter. As I did, I noticed that most of the wrestlers were already in here. Probably getting a bite to eat before the show I thought.
I scanned the room and immediately noticed a petite blonde who was actively talking, sitting herself down at a table with a few other women: a second blonde, a redhead, and a raven-haired diva. She was wearing dark blue hip hugging jeans, a white wife beater, and her golden hair was in a messy bun on the top of her head. I inwardly smiled; Trish. She never stops does she; I don't know how Lita can keep up with her. I waked over to the back table, where there were sitting, and tapped Trish on the shoulder lightly. She turned around slowly, looked up and let out a squeal of joy. In the matter of a second she had jumped out of her seat and was hugging me, all the while asking a million questions.
"OMG. I can't believe you didn't tell me," she said after I had managed to call her down.
"Well" I started as I pulled up a chair from a neighboring table "I wanted to surprise you guys. At first I wasn't sure I was going to choose RAW, so I didn't want to get your hopes up for no reason. Later, when I was sure, I just decided it would be worth it to see the look on your face. And it was." I finished.
"I still can't believe you did that," she repeated as she hit me on the arm "if you would have told me, or someone for that matter, I could have come pick you up or something" she scolded.
"OW... damn Trish you don't know your own strength. Would someone mind switching seats with me? Preferably someone as far away from Trish as possible" I joked.
Trish slapped her head, "I can be such a dumb blonde sometimes. Nicole this is Stacy, and you obviously know Lita so no need for an intro, and Victoria from OVW right?" Stacy and I glanced at each other and began to laugh.
"What's so funny guys? Oh come on tell me... do I have food stuck in my teeth" Trish asked.
"No" Stacy continued to laugh "But I already know Nikki, you make it seem like I'm meeting her for the first time. You do this every time Trish; you always think we don't know each other. Nikki and me spent some time together in OVW, don't you remember?" Stacy finished.
"Oops I guess I do. Well there's another blonde moment to add to the book," she giggled.
"Ya it's like the 50th one today" Victoria teased. Trish stuck out her tongue at her, and Victoria began to do the same, but stopped shortly after a glance at the cafeteria door. Three men, all wearing suits, strode in. Most of the cafeterias occupants glanced over at them, and then continued what they were doing. They went to farthest end of the room, where it was quite empty, and sat down.
I glanced in their direction, and then back to Lita, "who's that?"
"That's Evolution. They're a bunch of pricks, except for Ric he's cool. You know Ric Flair right? Anyways, they think they're like gods gift to all women, especially Orton" she said.
"They hold all the power here on RAW, and they have Bischoff wrapped around their fingers. He complies to their every demand. I heard that Bis. Is giving MR.BIGSHOT a rematch against Benoit." Victoria continued.
"Well I'm sure Chris will beat 'em. There's no doubt about that. So where is he anyway, Benoit I mean" as soon as the words came out of my mouth he entered the room along with Adam (Edge), Jay (Christian), Jericho, Andrew (Test), and Matt (Hardy). They looked around the room for the girls and when they caught sight of us came over.
As soon as I saw Jericho I stood up to greet him. The seven men, finally realizing that I was there, sped up their pace to the table all with smiles on their faces. Jericho sprinted towards me, and before I had a chance to say hello, he swept me off my feet into a hug.
"I missed you too, Chris" I laughed.
"Chris let the girl breathe, would ya" Adam said as he arrived at the table. Then he too enveloped me in a massive hug.
"Copeland, talk about letting the girl breathe ay," came Jay. "Ah, come here Nikki" and once again I was having trouble to breathe.
After I had gone the rounds, with hugs that is, we all sat around the table and I informed them of the latest happenings of my life. Soon, the guys began to talk about the recent events on RAW, while Trish, Lita, Stacy and Victoria talked about the latest gossip on SmackDown! Their good friends Torrie Wilson, and Dawn Marie, whom I had yet to meet, seemed to keep them up to date.
As I intently listened to Adam and company speak about Evolution, I couldn't help but be drawn into all the drama that is their everyday lives. They all seemed to really dislike them. Like HATE them. Although from what I was hearing from them, I could make a very general statement about Evolution, but I wasn't one to judge before I met someone... even if all my friends hated them. It seemed that Evolution had no problem lying, or cheating, to win. Nor did they mind blackmailing or conniving people into doing their dirty work. Benoit continued to explain about Eugene, whom Evolution befriended when they found out he had a soft spot for one of the members. Since then, Eugene had turned his back on all his friends, including Benoit, to be with Evolution.
The whole conversation/topic of Evolution was really starting to bore/ nauseate me, so instead I turned my attention over to the Divas. Lita had just begun telling a story about Jeff Hardy's prairie dog Witty. Apparently she had lost the poor thing this weekend while sitting on the couch, seeing as it was, and still is, very small. She had spent the whole afternoon searching for it, only to find it where she left it, on the sofa. As I began to laugh, I started to feel a wave of emotion come over me. I was finally home, and these people were my family.
Meanwhile at Evolution's Table
"I don't know why we even bothered to come here," Hunter complained. "I have so many better things I could be doing right now"
"We came here because Randy and I were hungry," Batista said impatiently. "You didn't have to come, you could have stayed with Ric. No one was forcing you to eat"
"Ya" Randy agreed as he shoveled more food into his mouth. He glanced over to the entrance, and noticed Chris Benoit, Edge, and the rest of their posse making their way into the room. "Great. Look who's here" he hooked a thumb into the direction of the door, and saw the unease in Hunter's face.
"Don't worry Champ. We'll get 'em in the ring. They wont know what hit 'em" said Batista as held his hand out to Randy for a high five. But Randy, whose eyes had followed Edge to their table on the other side of the room, was too interested in something, or someone else.
"Who's that chick there? The one hugging Jericho" he asked.
Hunter turned to look in the same direction and shrugged, "I don't know, maybe she's a friend or something. But I'd sure as hell would like to find out..." but Hunter was cut off by Batista and Randy.
"Sweet, very sweet indeed," Randy mumbled as he looked her over. "Hey Dave, wouldn't you just love to tap that ass"
"Now that is one hot piece of ass right there," they said in unison. The three men began to chuckle, as they continued to watch the blonde. She was perfect, at least to them when it came to looks. She was 5'9, with long blonde hair until her mid- back. She had blue eyes and was fairly tan. She had on a very short jean skirt, and a pink wife beater that showed off her curves. To complete her outfit, she had pink stiletto sandals; obviously she liked the colour pink. They watched as she threw her head back and laughed.
"Damn! Imagine the things you could do with her" spoke Randy.
"I'd prefer not to imagine but actually carry out. I'm more of a man of actions than words Randy" Batista boasted.
"I'd like to see her throw her head back and scream my name" Hunter laughed. They turned back their attention to her table, only to realize that she was gone. They searched the room for her, and Batista found her at the salad bar.
"Now that's the type of woman we need in Evolution" Randy pointed out. Hunter and Dave agreed. They continued to watch her until they noticed that she was apparently walking in their direction.
"I wonder if she's the submissive type, or a hellcat in the bedroom" Dave wondered.
"Only one way to find out" Hunter chuckled. He continued watching the woman, and couldn't help but think he'd seen her somewhere "I've seen her somewhere before" he wondered out loud. Hunter didn't have time for an answer, because she was just a couple feet away from their table.
"Hey baby, why don't you come and introduce yourself to us. You could sit on my lap, and we'll see if something comes up." Randy called to her.
"Excuse me," she began "why don't you say that again to my face." As she turned around to face them, Hunter's mind began to work in over drive. Everything seemed to fit into place; that voice, the attitude, the looks, those eyes..............
"Nicole!" he couldn't believe it was her.
"Hunter!" she exclaimed.
Author's Note: so there's chapter 2. hope ya liked it. Please Review. Again if you have any ideas for a better title let me know. I was really stuck with trying to find one, this the best I could come up with. Also, if you have any suggestions with who I should pair Nicole up with, it would be greatly appreciated. Right now I'm stuck between Randy faint Orton, or Hunter die Helmsley. Thx.
Chapter 2: Don't I Know You
As I left Bischoff's office in search of the Women's Locker room I began to think about how I was going to introduce myself to the crowd. I could do a run in during one of the Divas' matches... no that's too redundant. I can just go out there and literally introduce myself, but that's really no fun. What am I supposed to do? I really should have thought more about this. Ok lets see...maybe I can go down to the announce table during the Divas match and do some commentary while introducing myself. What are you thinking Nicole that sucks! Think dammit. Why is it that whenever I really need to come up with something fast I can't? I slapped my forehead in an attempt to help me think, but it really didn't work. It just made my head hurt. Ok... I'll just think about it later.
In my effort to try to find a way to present myself to the crowd I must have taken a wrong turn because I was nowhere near the locker room. Oh well. I spotted a cafeteria, and realizing that I was a little hungry, decided to enter. As I did, I noticed that most of the wrestlers were already in here. Probably getting a bite to eat before the show I thought.
I scanned the room and immediately noticed a petite blonde who was actively talking, sitting herself down at a table with a few other women: a second blonde, a redhead, and a raven-haired diva. She was wearing dark blue hip hugging jeans, a white wife beater, and her golden hair was in a messy bun on the top of her head. I inwardly smiled; Trish. She never stops does she; I don't know how Lita can keep up with her. I waked over to the back table, where there were sitting, and tapped Trish on the shoulder lightly. She turned around slowly, looked up and let out a squeal of joy. In the matter of a second she had jumped out of her seat and was hugging me, all the while asking a million questions.
"OMG. I can't believe you didn't tell me," she said after I had managed to call her down.
"Well" I started as I pulled up a chair from a neighboring table "I wanted to surprise you guys. At first I wasn't sure I was going to choose RAW, so I didn't want to get your hopes up for no reason. Later, when I was sure, I just decided it would be worth it to see the look on your face. And it was." I finished.
"I still can't believe you did that," she repeated as she hit me on the arm "if you would have told me, or someone for that matter, I could have come pick you up or something" she scolded.
"OW... damn Trish you don't know your own strength. Would someone mind switching seats with me? Preferably someone as far away from Trish as possible" I joked.
Trish slapped her head, "I can be such a dumb blonde sometimes. Nicole this is Stacy, and you obviously know Lita so no need for an intro, and Victoria from OVW right?" Stacy and I glanced at each other and began to laugh.
"What's so funny guys? Oh come on tell me... do I have food stuck in my teeth" Trish asked.
"No" Stacy continued to laugh "But I already know Nikki, you make it seem like I'm meeting her for the first time. You do this every time Trish; you always think we don't know each other. Nikki and me spent some time together in OVW, don't you remember?" Stacy finished.
"Oops I guess I do. Well there's another blonde moment to add to the book," she giggled.
"Ya it's like the 50th one today" Victoria teased. Trish stuck out her tongue at her, and Victoria began to do the same, but stopped shortly after a glance at the cafeteria door. Three men, all wearing suits, strode in. Most of the cafeterias occupants glanced over at them, and then continued what they were doing. They went to farthest end of the room, where it was quite empty, and sat down.
I glanced in their direction, and then back to Lita, "who's that?"
"That's Evolution. They're a bunch of pricks, except for Ric he's cool. You know Ric Flair right? Anyways, they think they're like gods gift to all women, especially Orton" she said.
"They hold all the power here on RAW, and they have Bischoff wrapped around their fingers. He complies to their every demand. I heard that Bis. Is giving MR.BIGSHOT a rematch against Benoit." Victoria continued.
"Well I'm sure Chris will beat 'em. There's no doubt about that. So where is he anyway, Benoit I mean" as soon as the words came out of my mouth he entered the room along with Adam (Edge), Jay (Christian), Jericho, Andrew (Test), and Matt (Hardy). They looked around the room for the girls and when they caught sight of us came over.
As soon as I saw Jericho I stood up to greet him. The seven men, finally realizing that I was there, sped up their pace to the table all with smiles on their faces. Jericho sprinted towards me, and before I had a chance to say hello, he swept me off my feet into a hug.
"I missed you too, Chris" I laughed.
"Chris let the girl breathe, would ya" Adam said as he arrived at the table. Then he too enveloped me in a massive hug.
"Copeland, talk about letting the girl breathe ay," came Jay. "Ah, come here Nikki" and once again I was having trouble to breathe.
After I had gone the rounds, with hugs that is, we all sat around the table and I informed them of the latest happenings of my life. Soon, the guys began to talk about the recent events on RAW, while Trish, Lita, Stacy and Victoria talked about the latest gossip on SmackDown! Their good friends Torrie Wilson, and Dawn Marie, whom I had yet to meet, seemed to keep them up to date.
As I intently listened to Adam and company speak about Evolution, I couldn't help but be drawn into all the drama that is their everyday lives. They all seemed to really dislike them. Like HATE them. Although from what I was hearing from them, I could make a very general statement about Evolution, but I wasn't one to judge before I met someone... even if all my friends hated them. It seemed that Evolution had no problem lying, or cheating, to win. Nor did they mind blackmailing or conniving people into doing their dirty work. Benoit continued to explain about Eugene, whom Evolution befriended when they found out he had a soft spot for one of the members. Since then, Eugene had turned his back on all his friends, including Benoit, to be with Evolution.
The whole conversation/topic of Evolution was really starting to bore/ nauseate me, so instead I turned my attention over to the Divas. Lita had just begun telling a story about Jeff Hardy's prairie dog Witty. Apparently she had lost the poor thing this weekend while sitting on the couch, seeing as it was, and still is, very small. She had spent the whole afternoon searching for it, only to find it where she left it, on the sofa. As I began to laugh, I started to feel a wave of emotion come over me. I was finally home, and these people were my family.
Meanwhile at Evolution's Table
"I don't know why we even bothered to come here," Hunter complained. "I have so many better things I could be doing right now"
"We came here because Randy and I were hungry," Batista said impatiently. "You didn't have to come, you could have stayed with Ric. No one was forcing you to eat"
"Ya" Randy agreed as he shoveled more food into his mouth. He glanced over to the entrance, and noticed Chris Benoit, Edge, and the rest of their posse making their way into the room. "Great. Look who's here" he hooked a thumb into the direction of the door, and saw the unease in Hunter's face.
"Don't worry Champ. We'll get 'em in the ring. They wont know what hit 'em" said Batista as held his hand out to Randy for a high five. But Randy, whose eyes had followed Edge to their table on the other side of the room, was too interested in something, or someone else.
"Who's that chick there? The one hugging Jericho" he asked.
Hunter turned to look in the same direction and shrugged, "I don't know, maybe she's a friend or something. But I'd sure as hell would like to find out..." but Hunter was cut off by Batista and Randy.
"Sweet, very sweet indeed," Randy mumbled as he looked her over. "Hey Dave, wouldn't you just love to tap that ass"
"Now that is one hot piece of ass right there," they said in unison. The three men began to chuckle, as they continued to watch the blonde. She was perfect, at least to them when it came to looks. She was 5'9, with long blonde hair until her mid- back. She had blue eyes and was fairly tan. She had on a very short jean skirt, and a pink wife beater that showed off her curves. To complete her outfit, she had pink stiletto sandals; obviously she liked the colour pink. They watched as she threw her head back and laughed.
"Damn! Imagine the things you could do with her" spoke Randy.
"I'd prefer not to imagine but actually carry out. I'm more of a man of actions than words Randy" Batista boasted.
"I'd like to see her throw her head back and scream my name" Hunter laughed. They turned back their attention to her table, only to realize that she was gone. They searched the room for her, and Batista found her at the salad bar.
"Now that's the type of woman we need in Evolution" Randy pointed out. Hunter and Dave agreed. They continued to watch her until they noticed that she was apparently walking in their direction.
"I wonder if she's the submissive type, or a hellcat in the bedroom" Dave wondered.
"Only one way to find out" Hunter chuckled. He continued watching the woman, and couldn't help but think he'd seen her somewhere "I've seen her somewhere before" he wondered out loud. Hunter didn't have time for an answer, because she was just a couple feet away from their table.
"Hey baby, why don't you come and introduce yourself to us. You could sit on my lap, and we'll see if something comes up." Randy called to her.
"Excuse me," she began "why don't you say that again to my face." As she turned around to face them, Hunter's mind began to work in over drive. Everything seemed to fit into place; that voice, the attitude, the looks, those eyes..............
"Nicole!" he couldn't believe it was her.
"Hunter!" she exclaimed.
Author's Note: so there's chapter 2. hope ya liked it. Please Review. Again if you have any ideas for a better title let me know. I was really stuck with trying to find one, this the best I could come up with. Also, if you have any suggestions with who I should pair Nicole up with, it would be greatly appreciated. Right now I'm stuck between Randy faint Orton, or Hunter die Helmsley. Thx.