Chapter two - A debut to remember
I sat down on one of the leather sofas and rested my feet up on the coffee table. I grabbed my IPod from out of my bag and put on some music. I always do this when I get a bit nervous. It worked and my nerves returned to normal. I got back up and walked over to TV and put it on. The Escape TV show was playing. I never really did like that show but left it on anyway as I walked back towards the coffee table. I pulled out a pair of Light Blue Cargo shorts and an Otago Highlanders Rugby shirt. I put them on and walked over to the lockers. Some tape was sitting there so I put some around my right hand, Like how Triple H does it. I sat down on one of the chairs and did up my shoelaces. I pulled up my white sports socks. I got up and walked over to the mirror to take a look at myself. I looked like a true warrior, ready for battle. I growled and pumped my fist up into the air.
"I hope your not going to growl like that." Joanna laughed. I turned around to see her standing in the doorway.
"I didn't see you there," I turned red in the face from embarrassment. "What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I'm here to see if you're ready for your match later on."
"Yeah I guess. Isn't it a bit early checking this out?"
"Better now then never." I thought that was a bit stupid to say that. "So I guess everything is in order. Good luck with your match later on." She started to walk away. "Oh, and by the way. You have to be ready and out by the entrance ten minutes before your match." I thanked her and she left.
It was half past six. I didn't have my watch on me but there was a clock up on the wall behind the entrance to the ring. I did a few stretches before being interrupted.
"Hey good luck man." I turned around to see Shelton Benjamin standing there with his hand stretched out. I shook it. "I hear the name's Jason?"
"You got that right." Finally somebody knew who I was.
"Yeah Joanna told me. I did know that you won Tough Enough though." Good ol' Tough Enough.
"Yeah I did. And good luck to you too." I smiled. A big lady had appeared from behind him. It was his Moma.
"You crush this boy Shelton!" she screeched.
"Mama, you got to stop embarrassing me like this!" I laughed.
"What'chu laughing at boy!" She pointed her index finger at me. I stopped laughing. Thankfully Tajiri appeared from the curtain leading from the ring, and then Val Venis appeared, and they both walked off. I guessed they had just finished there match. And guessing by the smile on Val's face, he had won. A man with a walkie-talkie appeared and told me it was my time to walk out. My insides turned to jelly. Shelton thanked me once again, and his Moma shouted at me. Then my music came to a screaming start.
"And out you go!" the man shouted at me. I couldn't believe it. I stepped out from behind the curtains to be greeted by 20,000 screaming fans. I almost turned back around, but didn't. I started to walk down the walkway, waving my hands towards the crowd. A man in the crowd called me a shit head and pulled up his middle finger.
"Introducing, all the way from Waikato in New Zealand! Weighing in at 230 pounds, winner of the recent Tough Enough… he is the 'Kiwi Kid' Jason Matthews!" Lillian screamed into the Mic.
Sweat had started to develop around my forehead as I walked up stairs leading to the ring. I stepped through the top and second rope and bounced around in the ring. I jumped up onto the turnbuckle, pointed my finger towards the sky, and then did the sign of the Cross. I then started bouncing back and forth from the ropes. Shelton's music hit, and the crowd screamed even louder. He made his way into the ring and I stepped out, letting him do his thing. I hopped back into the ring, and the ref. Signalled for the match to begin.
Five minutes later. I found myself lying on my back, sucking in the big ones. Shelton's Moma wasn't helping much, shouting every bad word she could think of at me. Doesn't that bitch ever shut up? Shelton waited for me to get up onto my feet, then hit me with a sweeping kick to the face, and I was back on my back. That's gonna leave a bruise. Shelton then went over to his Moma to tell her to shut up, and I found myself back on my feet. He turned around and I hit him with a DDT, and got a two count. I then pulled him up and hit him with a few chops to the chest, much to the crowd's delight. He then went to kick me but I held onto his foot. I laughed at him but that was cut short when his other foot came flying towards my face. I ducked it and hit my finisher, The Kiwi Kid Slam. It's kind of like a rugby spear tackle, where you lift them up and tip them upside down then ram them into the ground. I got the 3 count. The crowd went wild. I jumped up and down in the ring then jumped up onto the turnbuckle. I slap my chest a few times.
Shelton's Mama came into the ring, threatening me with a chair she had in her hand. Luckily Shelton came round and got up to stop her. He then turned to me and clapped. I hopped down from the turnbuckle to face him. He extended his hand.
"Nice victory there." He nodded his head. I looked from side to side, like what the old wrestlers used to do. I shook his hand.
"Thanks." I said, and we both walked off, much to Mama's anger.
Haha told you it would get better. Well hopefully this was better. I thought it was. Plus I changed a few minor details in Chapter one; nothing that you need to read all over again though. Please Review.
Chapter Three won't be too far away.