Moments prior;
The boo's in the arena quickly changed into cheers as the familiar music hit,
and out came Rosalie and Sami.
They did their usual entrance, stood side by side as they raised their hands
in unison, creating two pieces of a heart, joining them together, Rosalie with
her good hand, then breaking it and running to the ring; while Sami did a
summersault, showing off her long athletic legs.
Rosalie rolled her eyes, slapped a few hands with the fans and running over
and sliding down the bottom rope, pausing a moment to check on Sami who was
socializing with some of the front row audience.
Maryse was wearing a red variation of her ring attire, already in the ring
with her diva's title on her shoulder showing it off proud.
Sami and Rosalie where now on opposite turn buckles as they threw their hats
in unison, causing the crowd to cheer even louder.
Rosalie motioned for a microphone as she had something to say to the blonde
while sami just wondered off.
"Sami, get ova here." Rosalie rolled her green eyes which were surrounded by
the black smoky makeup, as the blond came in between the ropes onto her side
the halting to a stop.
"Okay, as you all know, Maryse almost broke my hand last week," She said as
she raised her bandaged hand for evidence, Maryse rolled her eyes,
re-adjusting the title. "So tonight, Sami here was supposed to get you back in
a match up, sah?" (Sah = Arabic for - right)
The brown eyed Sami nodded her head as her curled blond hair bounced with
every move. The crowd cheered.
"Well, we've got someone else to do the job, and believe me, she is good..."
Maryse raised her eyebrows. "So ladies and gents, please help me intruduce,
from Boston, mass, ANGEL!" Rosalie smiled, as 'Make My Day – by Tiffany
Giardina' blasted throughout the ring.
Angel came out from behind the divider with a big smile on her face, she stood
in front of them all, she toke out her hand, creating a gun,
kissing the tip of her pointer as she 'fake shot' Maryse down
She broke from that figure as she dashed to the ring. Most of the audience
were cheering while the others rolled their eyes at her childish antics. All
of them were looking on in interest though.
She slipped down the ropes as she went over to the turnbuckle, jumping onto
the second rope as she threw her hands up, happy that most of them were taking
pictures of her, and jumping off in a back flip, landing on her two feet.
"Whoa! Did you see that?" Jerry 'The King' Lawler said.
"Ha, she thinks she can beat Maryse? She better think again." Cole grumbled.
Rosalie and Sami stepped of the apron and made themselves comfortable at
ringside.
The Referee motioned over as he toke the Diva's title from Maryse, showing it
of before placing it down as one of the stagehands toke it.
he motioned to the timekeeper as they rung the bell and the match officially
started.
The girls slowly circled each other, wasting no time locking up, surprisingly,
Angel over powered Maryse and threw her on to the mat, the champion grabbed
handfuls of her opponents brown hair, throwing her to the other side.
Angel showed no pain at all, as a childish smile plastered on her lips as both
girls stood up again. Angel slung against the ropes as she clotheslined the
champion. She then stood by her, waiting for her to get up. Grabbing the back
of the blonde's head, and slamming it onto the turnbuckle.
"Omph, that's gotta hurt!" Jerry commented. "That girl is overpowering Maryse,
she has to find a way to comeback!"
Cole said, "That's no way a diva should be acting, so.." he trailed off.
"Awesome? Amazing? The best match first match we had in a while?" The final member of the
announcing team, JR said.
Distracted by the announcers, Maryse hit Angel with a hard elbow to the Jaw,
making her back up, giving angel a taste of her own medicine, Maryse slapped
Angel.
An "Ohh" came out through the arena. Angel wiped that childish smile as
corners of her mouths pulled up, as a smirk formed.
Maryse backed up a bit, but then charged towards the brunette, hoping to hit
her with a clothesline, Angel took a page out of Trish stratus's book, as she
bent backwards, her stomach facing the ceiling while her hands and feet laid
flatly on the mat, causing Maryse to miss.
She went to break the pose, but Angel was one-step ahead of her, raising her
leg, she hit Maryse in the face. Then using all of her upper body strength,
she lifted her feet up, doing a handstand, wrapping her legs around the
Champion's neck, using her weight to throw Maryse to the other side of the
ring, doing a head scissors of sorts.
Angel quickly got to her feet, ignoring her throbbing head as the blood rushed
back in, and walking over to the champion as she hooked her leg, in a pin.
"One! Two! Three!" The Referee motioned to the bell keeper as he rang the
bell. Signaling the end of the match.
Angel jumped off the fallen champion, as she extended her hand to her. The
crowds cheers settled down. Maryse looked up at the Pink-blue streaked
brunette taking her arm up, pushing her down as she got up.
The crowd boo-ed the champion as she grabbed her title and left the ring,
slowly getting up the ramp.
Rosalie quickly entered the ring from ring side, as the short brunette helped
angel up, and raised her hand in victory as the crowd cheered loudly. Sami
entered as she clapped her hands excitedly as she raised her second hand,
motioning with the other to Angel.
The Trio made their way up the ramp drowning the cheers as they headed
backstage.
"That was really so AWESOME!" Angel squeaked still feeling the adrenaline from earlier. "Just doing that in front of a large audience!" She said, still slightly bouncy.
Sami laughed at her new friend, she knows how it feels, being in front of people doing what they like.
"Yallah, let's get changed" Rose noted as the show was coming to an end. *Yallah = Arabic for come on/hurry*
"Lets." Sam commented.
The girls headed for the diva's locker room as a stagehand came to them
"Angelica, Mr. McMahon wants you," he said walking away again.
"Hmm…?" She wondered.
"Perhaps for a storyline. Go, we'll wait for you by the car." They said as they slipped into the locker room.
Angel hummed to herself as she walked to the office, still in ring attire, she knocked onto the door. As she tapped her wrestle-booted foot, observing her
Pink-blue laces, a gruff, "Come in." was heard.
She entered the room and closed the door behind her. "You asked for me?" Angel asked politely.
"Yes, Miss Mathews, please sit." He motioned.
"Just call me Angel." She said.
"Well, Angel, me and creative where discussing your match here tonight, since we have an outlined storyline. But, your performance was outstanding. We didn't even count that in."
"Thank you, sir." She answered, blushing a bit.
Mr. McMahon nodded his head at the brunettes enthusiasm and dismissed her respectably.
Angel jogged back to the locker room, and to find Sam lacing her sneakers.
"Where's Rose?" Angel asked.
"With her boyfriend Nick, other ways known as Dolph Ziggler." Sam grumbled.
"Not fond of him?" She asked, taking a sip from her water.
"None at all, I have no clue why she's with that clown in the first place!" Sam rolled her eyes as she stood up. "So it's only us, where do you wanna go?" Sam asked.
"Meet you in the car in 10 minutes." Angel winked.
"okay, 10 min on the spot!" Sam smirked.
"We'll see.."Angel trailed off.
Sam raised her hands as she glanced at her watch and stepped out.
Angel quickly slipped her ring attire off, taking a quick shower before rummaging her bag for something. Finally settling on a light Denim pants, a cream colored top, and a bright pink jacket with stars all over.
She glanced at the clock on the wall. 7 minutes left. She quickly did her hair, letting her bangs wall freely, she left her hair as is, only combing a few times. A few sprays of her lollipop scented body spray and she was good to go. She reapplied her eyeliner only after wiping her face with a towel.
Not even glancing at the clock, she quickly laced her black-with-rainbows converse. And slung her bag onto her shoulder as she rechecked that she took everything, closing the door and sprinting down the hallway.
Angel made a bee line she heard someone running after her looking behind was none other than Mike the Miz.
"Why are you following me?" She asked behind her shoulder as he was coming into pace with her.
"Oh nothing, seeing why your defying time, that's all." He answered, making Angel stifle a laugh.
"Well, that's for me to know and you to never find out." She said, jumping over a few chords.
"Oh well, just wanted to know if you had any plans after the show? Dinner of sorts?"
"Actually, I'm out to dine with Sam, good luck next time." She said, winking as the parking came into view.
"Oh well, maybe next time." He said.
"Your so adorable!" Angel said as he stopped and jogged back.
"Who's adorable?" Sam asked, since Angel had halted next to her.
"Mike tried asking me out, I think." Angel said, catching her breath.
"Well, he is adorable." Sam said, winking as she started reviving the engine. "You won by 10 seconds, missy." She teased.
"I do what I can." Angel said, winking.