"How much longer do we have to wait?." Eddie whined as him and Rey stood outside the dressing room.

"Just a little longer." Mariah replied.

"Don't you wanna help your friend look hot for her debut?." Aaliyah asked.

"No." Eddie murmured making Rey laugh.

"We heard that." Mariah and Aaliyah said together making eddie roll his eyes.

"What do you think of this?." Aaliyah said walking out of the dressing room, she was in a brown tie halter top and matching hot pants with side lacing.

"It's perfect for the debut, now can we go I really have to pee." Eddie whined again.

"Okay, okay. Mariah let's go." She called out to her best friend. Mariah came out in her regular clothes and threw the outfit she had in Rey's arms.

"Let's go pay for this shit, I'm gettin' hungry." She said. After purchasing the outfits, all four of the them walked out of the store.

"So where do you wanna eat?." Rey asked.

"How about Taco Bell?." Eddie said.

"I thought you had to pee?." Aaliyah said.

"I lied so you guys would hurry up." Eddie responded laughing afterwards, but soon being chased by the two girls out of the mall with Rey lagging behind.

Monday Night

Aaliyah was leaning against a wall not far from the women's locker room watching the match between Coach and Viscera. She was waiting very impatiently for the match to end so she could make her debut.

"Hello there beautiful." Aaliyah turned around to be looking up at JBL who had an ugly toothy smile on his face. She rolled her eyes and turned back to the t.v. "I don't think you heard me–."

"I heard you, I'm ignoring you." She said keeping her gaze focused on the match.

"You seem a little tense about something." Jbl traced a finger down her bare side. Without glancing at him, aaliyah grabbed his finger and shoved it away from her. She then began to walk away, but was grabbed by John again.

"I don't think you know who I am, John Bradshaw Layfield, wrestling god." He smiled as he took a moment to look her over. "And ladies man."

Aaliyah was completely grossed out by John, she pushed him off of her and nailed him with a slap so hard it brought him to his knees. She quickly fixed herself up and walked away to the gorilla position. JBL stared at her furious as he held his cheek.

"That bitch will pay." He said as he got to his feet. He walked back to his locker room.

As I was standing behind the curtain awaiting my cue, I watched as my opponent Torrie Wilson posed around the ring. Hearing the fans scream and cheer my name which made me nervous because I knew I wouldn't get the same reaction.

"Debut jitters?." Said a voice completely startling me. I turned around and a big figure stood in front of me in a business suit and headphones, I knew him as Sgt. Slaughter.

"Huh." I said not really catching him.

"Debut jitters."

"Oh yeah, I guess you could say that." I said lowering my head.

"Don't worry, everyone gets them." He said. "It's normal, knowing your gonna perform in front of thousands of people, plus the people watching around–."

"You know, that really isn't helping." I interrupted.

"Sorry." He said with a laugh. " What I'm trying to say is there's no need to be scared, once you go out there and feel the rush of those fans, everything you feel goes away."

"You sure about that?." I asked questioning his advice.

"Put it like this, I told Torrie Wilson the same thing." He responded making me think a little.

"Thank you Sgt. Slaughter." I said with a smile as I saluted him.

He returned the salute. "You welcome, by the way, I didn't catch you name."

"Didn't throw it, but my names Aaliyah Grace." I said. Suddenly my theme song E-40's 'Tell me when to go' played, I looked back at Slaughter.

"Good luck." He said. I smiled one last time as I walked through the curtains. Flashes were everywhere, screaming could be heard as well as Lillian Garcia announcing me as I made my way to the ring. My gazed was focused on Torrie though, who was staring at me as I bent into the ring. The bell was sounded and we locked up.

I backed Torrie into the turnbuckle and the ref came over to break us up, I moved my hands away from her and backed away, but she ended up pushing me. I kept my balance and chopped her in the chest making her fall, I picked her up and kicked her in the gut before slamming her face into the canvas much to the crowds delight. I tried to pin her but she kicked out, I grabbed her by the hair to pick her up, but she slapped me hard in the face. She irish whipped me into the ropes to hit me with a drop kick, but I nailed her with a clothesline that could have knocked her head off. As she began to get up I hit her with a DDT, then I began to hear booing, I turned to the crowd wondering what was going on, suddenly I felt a pain in my back and I fell to the floor, I managed to look up and see JBL standing above me with a chair smiling.

He was about to hit me again, but someone came down to the ring and started going at it with him, the crowd was screaming their heads off as jbl rolled out of the ring and stumbled up the ramp. I nipped myself up to the surprise of the crowd and stared at the person. He extended his hand out to me, but I ended up giving him a spinning heel kick to the face, he fell down to the floor holding his cheek shocked as ever. I rolled out of the ring angrily and made my way up the ramp.

Later in the Women's Locker Room

After my shower, I changed into my regular clothes which was a white halter cami top and white long stretch hipster pants. As I put on my hoop earrings I had this weird feeling I was being watched, I turned around and sure enough the two divas Trish Stratus and Victoria were staring dead at me.

"What the hell are you two looking at?." I said.

"How could you do that to him." Trish said angrily.

"Yeah, he was just trying to help you." Victoria added.

"Why is the situation any of your business?." I asked, they rolled their eyes and walked away. It was silence afterwards until their was pounding on the door, I was too focused on my things to worry about who it was.

"Hey you, what are you doing here?." I heard trish ask.

"Hey trish, I was wondering if you seen that diva from earlier?." I heard an angry voice say.

"Ugh, unfortunately yeah, she's over there." Trish answered. "Come on Vicky, let's get a bite to eat." I heard the door shut and I slung my bag over my shoulder and turned around. I was staring into the angry eyes of the man I had kicked in the ring. I ignored him and tried to walk to the door, but he stood in my way.

"Could you move?." I said and not in a polite way.

"Not until you tell me what the fuck was up with you in the ring." He said.

"I don't have to tell you shit." I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"All I was trying to do was help you from getting your ass kicked, then you end up kicking me in the face."

"I could've handled JBL by myself, I didn't need your help. If I wanted it I would have asked for it."

The man laughed. "Are you seriously saying you could've taken Jbl on your own, the dudes almost 300 pounds."

"Your not even 300 pounds and I took you on." I said, he cocked his head to the side and stepped towards me.

"You gotta a smart mouth there for a rookie." He said.

"And you have no in-ring skills for a veteran." I said.

"Quick little bitch we got here." He said with a smirk.

"Yes I am, so watch ya self. Beware of me because I'll take ya head off."

"You suck dick that good." The guy said with a smile.

"Kiss my ass." I said before walking towards the door.

The guy stared at Aaliyah's larger than life bottom as she made her way out the room. "Love to."


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