So here is Chapter 2. I really hope who is reading is enjoying it so far...not that much is actually happening. Don't worry, it will get better. Sorry if this chapter is boring. I wanted a filler before Cassie starts working. I didn't want to jump in to fast. I don't own anything except any OCs.

Cassie checked her phone for the 10th time within a 15 minute span while she was at work. Just like the previous times, there were no new messages. No new phone calls.

Cassie sighed as she dropped her phone in her front pocket of her red apron. She was hoping to hear from somebody by now. She was now assuming the worst.

She cleaned up the spilt suntan that a customer had dropped over the floor. She really needed to get out of retail. Dealing with people on a daily basis doing things she asked them not to do, was not where she wanted to end up in life. She put the remaining bottles that weren't broken back on the shelf. She then started to fix it up to make it look nice.

"How's it going?" A blonde walked up to her, also wearing a red apron over her clothes.

"Uh," Cassie looked up to her. She leaned against the aisle shelving. "It's going? Why do you always ask me that?"

The woman shrugged her shoulders.

"Start of a conversation. Is it ok to have a conversation with my roommate?"

Cassie chuckled, shaking her head. She stood up, keeping up with her work.

"Have you heard anything yet?"

"Not yet Amanda."

"Maybe you should call."

"Mr. McMahon said he would call when they made a decision."

"Yeah," Amanda rolled her eyes. "So does every other job in the world. What do you do? You call back a few days down the road to make them know you are interested."

"I didn't call here."

Again Amanda rolled her eyes.

"That's because you were transferred here from Jersey. We had to hire you," she looked at her nails.

"Are you complaining?"

"Yes," Amanda smiled up at her.

"That's not very nice. I'll remember that when I'm cooking dinner tonight."

"What are you making again?"

"Chicken Tacos."

"Lemonade chicken?" Amanda looked at her excitedly.

"Yes."

"God I love you! I'm so happy we hired you!"

Cassie laughed, shaking her head at her friend. The both of them could have their bi-polar moments, but Amanda was something else.

Cassie pulled out her phone again, thinking that she felt it went off.

"Cell phone off the floor now!" Their manager had walked up to them. Cassie despised her with a passion.

"I may get a call from the job interview I went to this morning."

"I don't care. You aren't allowed to have your phone on the sales floor."

"Wilma relax. This could be a big break for her. This is really for her future…"

"Again I say I don't care. It clearly states in the rule book no cell phones. When you started working here you signed a paper saying you will follow by the rules."

"I understand that but…"

"But nothing. Now go put your cell phone away, or leave the building."

Amanda's mouth fell open, shocked. Never once out of the 3 years she worked at the store, did Wilma ever act like this.

"Seriously?" Cassie asked.

"Seriously, and you won't be allowed back."

"You do realize we are talking about the WWE calling me for a job right? Vince McMahon will call me for a job. I can't just let that go to voice mail."

"Well then, I guess it's, oh what do they say to their fired talent?" Wilma looked up in thought. "Oh," she looked at Cassie smirking. "Good luck on your future endeavors."

Cassie stood there, looking at her boss. They never really liked each other. Cassie was a good worker and was always praised by the other managers. She was also a lot smarter than Wilma.

"Ya know what, fine," she untied her apron in the back. She took out her cell phone and her little notebook that she kept for ideas. "Seeing that you want me gone so badly," she grabbed the front of the apron, and yanked it over her head. She then shoved it into Wilma's arms. "I quit. Send my last check to my house," she shoved past her boss. "Oh and Wilma?" The two turned to face each other. "Fuck you." Cassie continued to walk towards the back, hearing Wilma flip out on the floor.

She quickly clocked out, and got her bag from her locker. She gave her goodbyes to the co workers that she would miss. She walked out of the store and heading towards her truck.

"Where do you think you are going?!"

She turned to see Amanda running towards her.

"Uh, shouldn't I be asking you that question?"

"Fuck this place. They want to pull that sort of crap. Let's go get food," Amanda climbed into her truck.

"Uh, sure," Cassie smiled at the weird turn of events.

"Let's celebrate!" Amanda pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels. The two girls sat at their kitchen table, food everywhere.

"For what exactly?" Cassie threw some food on the floor for her German Shepherd to eat.

"Getting out of that hell whole," Amanda grabbed two small glasses. She poured the whiskey in each, and handed Cassie one. "Cheers to new beginnings," they held their glasses up to each other, clinking them together. They each took about a shots worth of whiskey from the glass. "Gah, straight gasoline," Amanda frowned.

"It tastes delicious," Cassie smiled holding the glass to her cheek. "Oh you're my best friend…"

"Aw thank you," Amanda smiled at her.

"No not you. Jack is…"

"That hurts." Cassie finished up the remainder of the her glass. She held it out to Amanda. "Good god woman. You drink this shit like water," Amanda poured her another glass.

"Yes I do," Cassie took another sip. "You do realize," she put her glass on the table. "We are royally fucked if I don't get this job."

"You are going to get the job so shut up. If anyone is fucked, I am. You get the job, I'm here on my own with Cali." The dogs ears perked up hearing her name. "And I'm jobless."

"Well that's your own fault missy."

"Bah humbug," Amanda took a sip.

Cassie gave her a confused look, but laughed. Her roommate was so random sometimes.

The two girls jumped when they hear Yoda's voice coming from Cassie's phone. She grabbed it, her eyes slightly widening as she read who was calling her.

"It's Stephanie," she said, looking up at her roommate.

"Well answer it," Amanda crossed her legs.

"What if I didn't get it?"

"How are you going to know if you don't answer the damn phone?"

Cassie looked back down at the phone.

"Oh damn," Amanda grabbed the phone. She waved her hand, answering the phone. "This is Amanda answering Cassie's phone because she's a chicken shit…"

"Amanda!" She grabbed the phone and brought it to her ear. "Sorry Steph. She's very outspoken."

Amanda smiled. She took the glasses and went to refill them.

"Uh no?" Cassie said into the phone. "I don't have a reason to celebrate, why would I be celebrating?" She tapped her finger on her leg. The doorbell rang. "What are you talking about you got me a gift?" Cassie got up and went to the door. She opened it, Stephanie and Paul stood there, flowers and a bottle of whiskey. "Uh…"

Stephanie hung up her phone. The couple had huge smiles on their faces.

"Congratulations!" They both yelled out.

"For what exactly?" Cassie hung up her phone.

"Please tell me you're joking?" Paul asked.

"You have fallen out of love with Stephanie and have fallen in love with me?" She smiled. The two stared at her. "It was worth a shot."

"You got the job moron," Amanda came up behind her making Cassie jump.

"Don't do that jackass," Cassie placed her hand on her chest.

"Well she is right. You are a moron," Paul teased.

"Didn't you loose to Lesnar, again?" Cassie shot back at him. Stephanie rolled her eyes.

"So are we going to sit out here all night, or are we going to celebrate our new addition to the WWE family?"

"I got the job?" Cassie asked.

"Yes you ass!" Stephanie laughed. "Why else would we be here?"

"Because you love me and enjoy my company?" She shrugged her shoulders.

"You wish," Paul said.

"Is he really hurt, or is that fake?" Cassie pointed at him and looked at Stephanie.

"Can we get back to the matters at hand?" Stephanie looked between the two. When they didn't say anything Stephanie continued. "Congratulations Cassie," she handed the younger a few pieces of paper. "You are now the new on road creative team member," Stephanie smiled at her.

Cassie took the papers, a looked at the top one. It was a letter from Vince himself. He was congratulating her, and giving what he expected of her. When she reached the bottom, she saw his signature. Her smile grew, reaching ear to ear. She looked back up at Stephanie and Paul.

"I got the job!?" She still questioned, but was excited. Both nodded their heads, smiling. Cassie turned to Amanda. "I got the job!" She yelled at with more conviction.

"Yeah ya did!" Amanda yelled back at her.

"I GOT THE JOB!" Cassie yelled again, the two woman jumping up and down hugging each other. "Oh my god!" Cassie stopped, running her hands through her hair. "I can't believe it…"

"Well believe it," Stephanie started again. "Although my father wished you had more television experience, he couldn't ignore the fact that you were the only one who could bring up the talent issues we have been having."

"Dude, I totally pulled that out of my ass…"

"Well it worked," Paul said. "And it's true."

"You will meet the main roster on Thursday. They will be here for a few house shows before they head to Georgia for Raw. Take the next few days and get everything situated her and with NXT. Come Thursday, you will officially be on the road with the roster," Stephanie explained.

"Fantastic," Cassie looked at the papers again. "Awesome. I can't wait," she again looked back up at Stephanie and Paul. "Now what?"

"Let us in you ass!" Paul yelled at her.

So there we go. If you guys could, please review. I normally don't ask, but critics would really help me be better at this. Thanks so much. I'll try to keep the updates coming.