I was pretty loanly here, it sucked. I had been apart of the WWE for almost six months now and my lack of confidence still hadn't got any better. I have always been shy, even since I was a child, of course I had friends and stuff and I was never bullied or anything like that it was just the fact that I was plain shy… I still am now, although now I think I'm less shy than I was and more happy to keep myself to myself, is there really anything wrong with that?
Of course I talked to my fellow wresters and stuff, its just that I'm not as acquainted as maybe is expected. There's a couple of guys around here who I can chat about matches with but other than that its pretty much it. At times I feel really loanly around this place, especially with some of the guys as close as they are to each other, I usually just tend to suck it though and get on with what's happening to me.
There is one of the diva's though, Torrie Wilson, she usually sees personally that I get at least a handful of sarcastic nasty comments thrown in my direction. I don't really know what it id with her, I haven't done anything to offend her- well at least I don't think I have anyway.
I headed back to the woman's locker room after I was done with my match; I'd had a match on Heat, which was taped just before Raw begun. I had a win against Spike Dudley… it was pretty cool; we got a few pretty good pops for a match on heat.
"Hey Taylor…" Stacy greeted as I entered the locker room. Most of the Diva's were in there, most of them getting ready for what ever they had to do on Raw.
"Hi…" I smiled back.
"Taylor we've just been talking and all of us girls have decided we're going out to a club after Raw, you know a little bit of distressing." The red hair women, Amy said to me.
"Yeah we were wondering if you wanted to join us." Trish asked me joining in.
"A club? Oh I don't know…" I sighed as I wiped my head and chest down with my towel.
"Oh go on we have a great time when we're all out together." Amy said.
"Girls if she doesn't want to come, then she doesn't want to come." Torrie Wilson announced as bitchily as she could. "She just wants to sit in her hotel room on her own and writing in her journal or something…"
"Torrie of course she isn't going to wanna come when you keep saying things like that!"
"Yeah Torrie shut up! Just ignore her Taylor, so anyway what do you think?" Amy asked me, it felt kinda sweet to have a 'friend' defend me.
"Yeah okay then, count me in…" I said looking directly at Torrie. I said I was shy and liked to keep myself to myself, but there is no way in hell that I'm gonna get walked all over.
"Oh good!" Stacy squealed.
"So do you have anything with you to wear?" Trish asked me as Amy, Trish and Stacy all gathered around me.
"Erm no, well not exactly…"
"Not to worry, I'm sure you'll be able to make a smokin' outfit from our spares…" Amy laughed as she began rummaging through her bag.
"Yeah definitely, we all always bring way to many things with us just incase of an emergence like this!"
"Yeah well I haven't, so don't even bother asking me…" I could always could on Miss Wilson for a comment like that. I watched her carefully as she put her nose up at me and stormed out of the room, the other girls hadn't even noticed her leave.