It's a dream come true... (wwe)

The next few days passed by with immense quickness. They were a blur of training, working out, shopping for new clothes, and partying. During my training sessions Jeff and Phil took turns teaching me different things. I learned a few moves in Jujutsu, as well as whisper in the wind, twist of fate, and the Swanton Bomb. Anira was being trained by both Matt and Shannon. Krissy was training us both as well. Anira and I both had to buy new bags to carry all of our things. Anira and I also got closer to Krissy. It was now Monday night around 5 and we were on our way to the arena. Again I was put in between Jeff and Phil, in Shannon’s rental. Matt didn’t want to drive his car so he was sitting in the back with Krissy.

“Shan? Are we there yet?” I whined.

“No.” He said irritably.

“How ‘bout now!” I whined again, this time giggling at his face in the mirror.

“No Elle!” He said beginning to laugh.

“How ‘bout now?” This time I pretended to pout.

“Oh be quiet you!” Jeff laughed poking at my ribs.

“Ah stop! No! ok I’ll shut up!” I Began to squirm in my seat. He stopped at these words. I calmed down from the tickling and a smile played on my lips. I stuck my tongue out at Shannon thought the mirror, and I began making faces at him. He started laughing. But this was a big mistake. Phil began poking me now.

“What did I doo?” I squealed as Jeff joined in tickling me. I began squirming until finally I jumped over the seat landing on top of Matt.

“Sorry Matt! I said I‘ll stop talking, not anything else!” I laughed as I scooted off of him.

“Stop bothering the driver!” Phil laughed, reaching back and poking me once more.

“Ok! Fine I wont annoy him!” I said overdramatically sighing. Once both he and Jeff turned back around, I sat quietly for a little bit. I glanced at Matt who was now smiling at Krissy and smiled, I was happy for the two of them. I turned my attention back to Phil and Jeff, they were being quiet as well…too quiet. I scooted forward on the seat and began poking the both of them in revenge. They began to squirm and laugh at me. Then the seized my arms.

“Oh shit-” I screamed as they pulled me back over the seat. “Uh-oh!” I said when I landed.

“Uh-oh is right!” Jeff laughed as he and Phil exchanged mischievous smiles.

They both tickled me like crazy. I was laughing so hard I couldn’t breathe.

“Ok! Stop! I’m sorry!” I said in between laughs and gasping for air. Everyone in the car was laughing at me, I was almost on the floor trying to get away from them tickling me.

“Ok we’re here!” Anira shouted through the car.

“Everyone Out!” Shannon yelled as he jumped out of the drivers seat. Phil and Jeff stopped tickling me and got out of either side of the car as if nothing happened.

“Oh nice, just leave me here and don’t even bother to help!” I scoffed, sitting up right in the seat and carefully climbing out of the car. We all walked into the arena, this time Anira and I had our own dressing room so we went straight there. The others all went their separate ways to their own dressing rooms.

“Ok, don’t we gotta go talk to Mr. McMahon?” Anira asked, cocking her head to the side.

“Oh yea! I almost forgot!” I said, I placed my bag, with all of my wrestling things in it, on the floor and walked to the door. Before I could open it, there was a knock. I opened it to see a techi.

“Mr. McMahon would like to speak with you two.” He said blandly and turned to walk away.

“Thank you!” I said happily. Anira and I walked out of the room and began walking in a random direction. “Wait where is his office?” I asked Anira.

“Don’t know, lets ask someone.” She shrugged.

We walked a little further looking for someone to ask, and passed Mickie James.

“Oh hey! I’m Elle and this is Anira!” I said extending my hand to her. She smiled and gladly too it.

“We’re new here, actually we were wondering if you knew where Mr. McMahon’s office is?” Anira said shaking her hand.

“Oh I got lost all the time when I was new here too.” Mickie laughed. She pointed down the hall. “His office is usually way in the back, past all of the locker rooms. You can’t miss it!” She smiled and waved goodbye as we thanked her and continued down the hall.

“Gotta remember that ‘past all the locker rooms’…” I repeated to myself.

“Oh look, there it is!” Anira pointed to a door that had a sign that read McMahon is large lettering. As we approached Paul London was emerging from the room. He smiled as he noticed us.

“What are you two lovely ladies doing here?” He said as we approached him. I gave a faint smile.

“We’re going to be the newest Divas in the WWE!” Anira smiled.

“Oh you two were in that match last week?” He asked getting a better look at us. “You were great, maybe I could train you sometime, I’m Paul-”

“We know who you are! Well I know who all of the high flyers are anyway! I’m Elle.” I said shaking his hand.

“I’m Anira.” She shook his hand as well. “I guess we’ll see you around!” She smiled.

“Ok nice to meet you two!” he said as he walked off down the corridor.

“He was nice…too nice…” I laughed as I placed my hand on the doorknob.

“Yea…ok lets go in!” She laughed.

I knocked on the door and waited for a reply before opening it. When I did Vince McMahon was sitting in a big desk chair looking through a stack of papers.

“We’re here to discuss our contracts…” I trailed off.

“Oh yes. Have a seat and we’ll get started in a moment.” He smiled and pushed the papers to the side. We sat down, at the same time he disappeared behind his desk. When he returned he was holding another stack of papers. I eyed the stack curiously, it obviously was different contracts.

“I’m sorry what were your names again?” He said placing the stack on the desk.

“I’m Elle Martin.”

“I’m Anileora Harten.”

“Ok. I already know that you two can wrestle very well. What I want to know is if you have the dedication to be in this company?” He began.

“Oh yes! I’ll do anything I can to get to the top!” I stated

“And, I never give up, I’ll do anything as well!” Anira said happily.

This outburst caused Vince to give a small smile.

“Now, what I have here is all different types of diva’s contracts. I need to know from you exactly what you want to do. Apparently you have to start off as a valet. So lets talk about that first.”

Anira and I both nodded at this.

“Now whoever you valet, it will turn into your very own storyline.” He began, and looked towards us expecting another nod.

“Sorry, Mr. McMahon, but just let me get this clear for myself, we have to basically have a managing position, but do we decide who we want to manage?” Anira asked hopefully.

“Don’t worry, I will not make your story line stray far from your comfort zone.” He replied. Anira gave a sigh of relief. “So you two would rather valet someone that your already comfortable with right?”

We nodded.

“Then that makes it easier for me. Elle you will be CM Punk’s Valet, and you Anileora, will be Shannon Moore’s valet.” He smiled at us. We both nodded again.

“Now onto other issues, Are you willing to wrestle superstars as well as diva’s?”

“Definitely! I don’t have a problem with it at all.” I smiled.

“Me too, I don’t care.” She smiled as well.

“Ok…what else is there…Oh yes, what else would you like to be able to do while you are with the WWE?” He asked us. Anira and I exchanged looks of excitement.

“We’re up for anything!” I said smiling.

“Are you sure?” He asked cautiously.

“Yes!” We both replied in unison.

“Ok, wait a second and let me find your contracts.” He said as he fished through the stack of papers before him. When he finally found the contracts, he handed us each one. They were very thick. I scanned trough it, the first page was a sheet for me to put my basic info and the rest were waivers, salary and everything in between. It took us both about five minutes to fill out and sign the entire contract. Then we handed them back to Vince.

“Thank you, now what would you like your ring names to be?” He asked us setting the contracts before him. I thought for a moment.

“Chixelle is a good name!” I smiled.

“Very unique, what made you choose it?” He asked curiously.

“Um..It’s just my first name and my nickname put together.” I smiled at him.

Anira was still thinking, then she finally spoke.

“I’ll just go with my nickname Anira.” She sighed.

“Ok what about entrance music?” He asked us.

“Ok…um Rebirthing by Skillet for me.” I said thinking.

“And mine is going to be Butterfly by Crazy Town!” She smiled “ I love that song!”

“Oh and for when we tag team….we could enter to 6 Gun Quota by Seether!” I said looking at Anira who nodded. Mr. McMahon nodded in approval and took a minute to write it all down.

We talked a few more minutes about story line ideas and he told us to be ready to valet. He also told us not to discuss the storylines with anyone, and to just tell Phil and Shannon that we are their valets. We went in separate directions, and I eventually found Phil’s room. I knocked on the door and didn’t hear reply, so I just opened the door.

I smiled as I saw Phil laying on the small couch sleeping. I walked over to the couch and sat on him.

“Oh! What a comfortable couch this is!” I said bouncing a little. He groaned under my weight.

“Elle, what are you doing in here?” He said looking at me confused.

“I’m you new valet!” I smiled. “And Mr. McMahon told me to tell you to get ready, you, Mr. Punk, have a match tonight!” I laughed getting off of him.

“So did he tell you anything about story lines?” I shook my head.

“He only said, that your coming to raw, and …” I trailed off.

“And what?” He said heading towards the bathroom to put on his gear.

“oh nothing, he said he’ll tell you next week, when he switches you.”

“Ok.” he said disappearing into the bathroom. “Oh yea Phil, you’re going to end you story line with Shannon today!” I yelled.

“No problem!” He yelled back

A few minutes later he emerged from the bathroom in only his trunks. My eyes wandered over his body, and I studied his tattoos. He smirked as my eyes met his face.

“Put a shirt on!” I yelled throwing one of the pillows on the couch at him.

“Why you seem to enjoy the view!” he joked. I took the other pillow and threw it at him as well.

“Well at least you match me!” He said. I was wearing the skeleton dress he bought me.

“I’ll only match you if you put on a shirt!” I laughed looking for another pillow to throw at him.

“Aww, I enjoy walking around with no shirt!” He pouted causing me to laugh.

“Oh shut up!” I said as he put on his skeleton CM Punk shirt.

“Is this better?” He asked playfully.

“Nope!” I laughed.

“What’s wrong now!” He said sitting down next to me.

“You need pants!” I laughed as I poked at his exposed thigh.

“Ok now that’s too much, this is my ring attire…and it doesn’t include pants!” He laughed as he poked at my stomach with each word. I tried to wiggle away, put he pulled me closer to him. I realized me were face to face and tried to squirm away.

“Hi!” I said smiling.

“Hello.” He smirked. I was staring into his dark brown eyes, that were twinkling with emotion…which, I did not know. He finally let me go…even though I was kind of wishing he didn’t. I felt safe for a moment. I came back to reality a few seconds later.

“What was that?” I asked in a soft tone.

“I…just wanted to hold you…” He whispered, now looking down at his hands. I don’t know what came over me but I sidled back up to him and leaned onto his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me once more and pulled me to him. My back on his chest, he leaned onto the arm to the couch. I placed my hands on his, and we stayed like that for a while. It felt nice…

There was a knock on the door, I quickly raised to a sitting position. Phil got up reluctantly and went to the door.

“Your match is next.” Someone said. Phil closed the door and walked over to me.

“C’mon we gotta go…and you prevented me from stretching!” He laughed. I giggled standing up. We walked out the door and to the curtain. Phil did a little stretching there as we waited for his music.
*ok hope you enjoyed!!