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Fate is so Unkind	By : gottaluvshawn Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1268 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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AN: sorry that I messed this up and did not have the rest of this loaded, thank you for how many have already read, and I hope you enjoy the rest of this, by the ending if you dont understand feel free to ask and I will tell!

Chapter 2 Well finally, its early Friday morning. It’s about 5am and I’m getting the car all packed up. I went to the store the night before and got some things. A map, two outfits, another duffle bag, and some lunch for on the road. I wanted to leave early because I would need to find a store in Connecticut and get a few more things. Monday had come and not fast enough if you would have asked me. I got settled in and felt comfortable in my new area. Vince had told me that I should be at the WWE headquarters at about 9am on Monday to start my meetings. 9:05am Monday A person dressed in slacks with a beige shirt walked into the waiting room and called my name. Wow, that scared me and I’m not too sure why. Anyhow I followed him into a rather large room taken up mostly by a big meeting table. The room was dim but lighted and furnished in wooden furniture with black trim. I was happy to finally be here, yet I was dizzy with nervousness. Over the last two weeks things were a blur. I left my home because of a meeting but I knew once I got back there would be problems waiting for me. My boyfriend back home was abusive and I’m not the type of person to take that but I did and I still don’t know why. Also my dog that I had since I was twelve died of heart problems and it just now hit me that if he would have lived a week longer I could have helped him. Well leaving my home like that was forgotten with new thoughts of a new life entering my mind. The man who called my name was an older man with a gentle face and kind features. Mr. Cremonese was his name. He worked for WWE for over 35 years he told me; he was part of the talent relations staff. He would get my plane, hotel, and arena info to me. He asked if I would mind sharing a room and I told him that I didn’t. The questions he asked me were mainly about traveling. Did I have a car, a credit card, a passport, was I good with directions when not knowing where I was, have I ever flown, did I care what class, was I ever outside the states before. He told me to hold on a bit while he went to get some things set up. He left. I was in the room waiting. It was so quiet, and I have the type of mind that if it is quiet I can’t keep my mind on one subject even when it’s important. I realized then that I would be getting an IPOD as soon as possible. I sat thinking about nothing in particular. The door opened again and he walked back in with a small stack of papers. He set them in front of me and began to explain. His voice was soft and hard to hear, I wasn’t used to men acting this kind, I was suspicious. “Ok, well in that stack you will find your air tickets, passport application, hotel info, and arena info. I don’t tell you about your matches or anything I just tell you where the arenas are and how to get there, creative will tell you if you need to be there. But until they come up with a story line for you they will probably have you at every show. Any way, my card is also in there if you need anything else. I would suggest you get your hands on a laptop as soon as you can to keep in touch and print out last minuet directions, it comes in handy. I am going to give you some advice too if you don’t mind… I have been here for 35 years of my life, I have seen people come and go, some are happy, some aren’t, you need to sort through that. At first don’t trust anyone, watch your own back, and for God’s sake don’t get arrogant until you have a firm place. The guys demand respect yet few deserve it but nonetheless you have to give it or they will make your life a living hell. Don’t walk into your first arena like you own the place, you will regret it. There is a lot of heartbreak in this business. Nothing is in cement, not your job, not your match, not your relationship. If you have a relationship out side the business you will probably loose it. I have seen it happen, everyone thinks not me, I’m smarter than that, but then they get it the worse. You are a kind person, I can tell, but you need to harden up or you will open yourself for heartbreak. Don’t steel anyone away from anyone or they will kill you. You will not be accepted for a while but don’t give up you will make it, you have one hell of a fire in you, but don’t let them blow it out. And above all else, watch your back for the first month or two because you will get ribbed to hell from the boys, just understand that they are fun-loving and USUALLY don’t mean any harm. Good luck and keep in touch. Just PLEASE don’t let it go to your head.” He gave me a quick hug and showed me to the door. I could not stop thinking about the speech he gave me, it was so personal, and I loved that he just gave it straight. I had hoped that someone would do that for me and tell me the truth. I walked out and sat in the waiting room again. My next meeting, with creative, was at ten; I only had about 15 minuets to wait. Another man walked in, less casually dressed, in a suit called my name and I followed him. This man was a bit younger and had a lot of energy. If you were down and out this was the man to be around. I walked into another room set up in the same way but lit a bit more brightly. However, the two of us were not the only ones. There were about ten people seated around the table, including us. The young man began; “we are so excited because we are going to throw you right into a story line. It will be great. You are going to be the slightly younger sister of Stephanie McMahon. She will be showing you around when you see her walk up to her husband HHH and jokingly says that he is off limits. Well to say the least, you think he is cute and go after him as soon as she is gone. We will let you three have a good bit of control over this as long and Steph ends up hating you and HHH don’t know what to do and it ends up in a fight between you and Steph at WrestleMania, where HHH will probably turn on her.” I was as excited about it as he was, I had a storyline and would begin the next week. They explained that I would need to be at every show unless told not to and that my spot would begin on RAW Monday night. They told me that I should be at arenas at least two hours early and to stay till it’s over unless told and that I would be sharing a dressing room with the other girls until they saw how I was doing. The only thing they told me to do before I leave today was to come up with a name for myself. I had been using the name DreamWeaver and wanted to keep it but realized that it might not work so I asked if I could keep my name, Jessica Hunter. They said that the Jessica part was fine but I would need to change the last name to McMahon, which I was fine with. They said that I could keep my DreamWeaver name for later use. I was more than excited. After the meeting I had wondered about my other meetings, what would come of them. I was really excited about my meeting with wardrobe, I wanted so bad to use my own design but could not wait to see what they gave me. However I did not think they would let me use my design since it was more gothic and that was not my character. My meeting with wardrobe was long and rather boring. They showed me a few of the designs they thought would be good and one really clicked with me and we got the measurements. They told me to go pick up an outfit for the next day since I would be getting pictures taken. After my meetings were done I went to lunch and to the store. I picked up a good looking outfit for my character and went home. In fact I’m not sure why I called the hotel my home but I have felt more at home here in Connecticut than in Pennsylvania or Texas. The next day was a rather boring one. I had a rather extensive picture shoot and then a few interviews that had mostly the same questions. The best part of the day was when I was walking out and Vince called me into his office. “Girl its Tuesday and you start on Monday. Personally I can’t wait to see how you react to the people in the arena, it’s a whole new world and as soon as you can allow yourself to enjoy it you will be hooked and will never leave it. Your life is about to change and you will never go back, I hope your ready. Steph heard that she is going to be paired with you and wanted me to have you leave tomorrow for Iowa so you and she can hang out and get to know each other. See you on Monday, good luck.” I left and could not wait for the next day.
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