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Chapter Two

Her family was always so cruel to her. Always. She was used to it by now; after all, she was raised by them. So why should it be any different now? Why was it affecting her all of a sudden? Their antics weren't uncommon. Yet, they seemed to have taken a toll on her. They got her to cry. Lexus hoped for one day, one moment in her life, that may be her family could accept a really important decision that's she proud to have made. Instead they cut her down. But who was she kidding? Wrestling? A kind of family like her's would never accept. NEVER.

That night, Lexus stopped at a hotel. The next morning she as going to meet up with her boss Vince to talk over details and other things such as what her roster would be, future plans, gimmicks and more. She decided to wash out all the stress from her mind and relax. Tomorrow was a new, brighter day. She didn't need to be worrying over something such as what happened today.

Lexus plopped down on her bed. She exhaled, trying to channel all of her negative feelings out of her system. But as she almost found her center, her father appeared in her mind. And then, she had a thought. What if she wouldn't make it? What if her father was right all along?

No. She stopped right there in her tracks. She knew she couldn't think like that. She wasn't going to let her father intimidate her. Not if she could help it.

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"Thank you for being here." Vince McMahon had just opened the door for Lexus and was leading her to his desk.

"Oh no, Mr. McMahon, thank you for this opportunity." Vince had went around to his desk and had sat down in his chair.

Vince nodded and his eyes bore into the girl, he examined her from head to toe. "Well…aren't you going to sit down, Miss. Scott?"

The future diva blushed before sitting across from the boss. "Sorry."

"Don't be. Well, now. I've watched some of your earlier tapes and was impressed. You were okay, not amazing, but you fit the look of what we're looking for."

Lexus nodded. Vince only wanted to hire her because she was pretty, but

"I wanted you to go straight to a brand as an interviewer, but I think since we have too many diva spots and not enough airtime I won't add to that. I am thinking about sending you to Florida and have you train a little more in FCW."

Lexus nodded again, before speaking softly. "Can I ask you, what impressed you? You say I'm not good with wrestling, and that I have the look and to give me a chance like this…I'm just…curious."

"You can cut a promo. And while you're wrestling can use work, you didn't botch and you stood your ground. But I think the promo thing is what caught my attention the most."

Lexus smiled at him, she was always proud of her promos.

"So, I'm going to have you start in developmental."

"Okay."

"Do you know anyone in Florida?"

"Nope." She replied honestly.

"Alright, then I'll have to find someone you can room with for the time being. Sounds like a plan?"

"Yeah, it does."

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And that's what got her where she was now, a week later. Alexus walked to the apartment door and knocked. She was carrying a few suitcases and although she had a key, she didn't want to just impose. The person Vince had decided she'd stay with (after asking, of course) was nice enough to let her stay so she wanted to have her manners in check. After nobody answered she opened the door with the key and walked in.

The apartment was clean to her surprise. She dragged her suitcases in and shut the door.

"Um…is anybody here?" she called out, feeling a bit foolish. Nobody answered so she shrugged before looking around the place.

When you walk in the door, the living room was the first place you'd get to. The room had a couch and a big screen TV. The apartment also had one bathroom and two bedrooms. Lexus walked out of the bathroom and shrugged. It was a small bathroom that didn't have much room, but she didn't mind sharing with another female. Two rooms were next to each other, there was a note on one of them. Lexus read it,

This is your room. Need me? Call me: (Insert Phone number here…),

RB

Lexus took the note off the door before walking into the room. There was a bed that was nicely made, a nightstand next to it with an alarm clock on it, a dresser and an opened door which led to a closet.

"Not to bad." The developmental diva mumbled to herself before taking her phone out of her pocket and adding 'RB' into it.

After Lexus put her suitcases into her new room her cell phone rang, she quickly picked it up after seeing the name 'Vince' flash across it.

"Hello?"

"Miss. Scott. I would like you to go over to FCW and meet with management, the trainers, and talent. Oh, and meeting Ryan Braddock is a must."

Lexus was about to ask who Ryan Braddock was when she realized his initials were RB. "About that, is he the one I'm living with?"

"Yes, he kindly opened his doors to you, well; I'm paying him, which is coming out of your pay." Vince paused, "it there a problem?"

"No, I just thought I'd be staying with a female is all."

"You've thought wrong."

"Apparently." She said softly. "I'll go there right now."

"Good."

Before Lexus could say bye he hung up, she just sighed to herself. She needed to get in good with the boss and she didn't think she was doing a good job. She had to make it into the WWE so she could prove to her family wrong.

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A/N: Story is off hiatus and you all have Chic (Tuesday Night Hardcore Queen [Fanfic is gay and won't let me put in the periods]) to thank for that. Seriously, that girl is so fucking amazing. She wrote the first part of this chapter and it got my creative juices flowing. If it weren't for her this story probably would've never had a chapter two. Love ya girl, and I thank you so very much. So question, is anyone still reading anymore? It's been like almost eleven months. Thanks for the reviews for chapter one. Review for more (and you won't have to wait nearly eleven months). – Tiffany.