Disclaimer: Again, I only own myself, and sometimes wonder about that. Heather, Rae, and Meagan own themselves. Actually Meagan is Jamie so she owns that. Basically, you recognize them, we don't own.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews to chapter 1. Hopefully you guys enjoy this chapter as much as the first one. Heather and Jamie will be in this chapter more.

Chapter 2

Thursday July 22

"Rae, I can't believe we actually got jobs writing for Smackdown." Amanda said, walking with Rae down the hall trying to get to their first creative meeting.

"Well believe it, cause it's happened. Now let's hurry up, before we're late." Rae replied, pulling Amanda along.

"This is going to be great, maybe we can, oh I don't know make Smackdown worth watching again." Amanda said, as they found the meeting room.

"Yeah, like that will happen." Rae said, rolling her eyes.

"Okay, but it's got to get better than it is now." Amanda said, as the two friends walked into the room.

The meeting had been going of for almost 2 hours, when it was announced by Stephanie McMahon-Levesque that HHH had left Raw and joined Smackdown, in hopes of bringing up the ratings.

"So ol' banana beak is going to be on here now?" Amanda snickered, causing Rae to kick her under the table.

"Girl, shut the fuck up. You're going to get us fired, before we even really start." Rae whispered, while Amanda just laughed.

"Is there a problem over here?" Paul asked, glaring over at Rae and Amanda.

"No, she just got a cramp in her leg." Rae lied, trying to hide the smirk on her face.

"Well this isn't pre-school, this is a business meeting. You need to conduct yourself in a professional manner." He finished, causing Rae to lose her cool.

"Oh you didn't just say that. I don't know who the fuck you think you fuckin' are telling me that we aren't professional. That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard. If you got your big ass fuckin' nose out of your ass, you might realize that this business and this show doesn't need another wrestler who thinks he's God's fuckin gift to this sport." Rae yelled, standing up to face him.

"Do you know who I am? I'm HHH, I am the best this business has ever seen..." Paul started, before Rae cut him off.

"Do I look like I give a flyin rats ass who you are? No I fuckin' don't. I don't give a damn if you're fucking Ozzy Osbourne. The fact of the matter is, we were hired to write for this show, and I'll be damned if you think just because you've married into the big time family, you can boss me around and try to intimidate me." Rae said, before slapping him across the face.

"This isn't over." Paul said, walking out of the meeting room.

"Rae, do you know what you just did?" Amanda asked, standing up and looking over at her friend.

"Yeah, I just told HHH where he can stick his little prima donna attitude." Rae said, grabbing her stuff and heading out of the room.

Monday July 26th

"Yeah, Jamie. I just got to the arena, and I'm looking for Rae or Amanda now." Heather said, walking toward the locker room area.

"Well, I just got called up to Raw, so pretty soon, we'll both be dominating the little barbie dolls on both shows." Jamie said, getting out of her rental car.

"That's great Jamie. It just sucks that we can't be on the same shows together." Heather commented, as she headed into the locker room, to drop off her stuff.

"Yeah, well I'm going to let you go. I still have to find Bishoff and find out where I'm supposed to be at tonight." Jamie said, pulling her bags out of the trunk.

"Alright, I'll let Amanda and Rae know that you're on Raw now. If I can find a tv tonight, I'll try and catch ya." Heather said, before saying good-bye and hanging up. When she walked out of the locker room, she wasn't paying much attention, and ran into the hard body of........

Well that's it for now. Chapter 3 should be up probably tomorrow sometime. I won't keep you in suspense of who Heather ran into for too long.

Amanda