So it's about Mid-June now, Monday, June 18th to be Exact. So much has happened in the past two months since that night in Atlanta. I'll get to each at a time though. Right now, i'm gonna focus on Me, Patrick and the boys. After a tough regular season, The Blackhawks managed to capture the 8th seed in the playoffs. In Round One, they faced the Canucks. That series didn't start out so good. The Hawks dropped the first three games, so if they wanted to win the series and advance, they had to take it all the way to a game 7 and win the rest of the games. After a nervous Overtime in both Game 6 AND Game 7, The hawks came through and beat the Canucks to advance to round two. In Round Two, they had the Predators. This was the first time in franchise history that the Preds had advanced to round 2, and it didn't work out so good since, like in round 1 last year, they lost to the Hawks in Game 6. Then in round 3, they went against the good ol' Dead Wings. That series was probably the toughest so far physically. Detroit defense was hard and did a lot of hits throughout the series, but they didn't get many pucks past Crawford like the Hawks got past Howard, and in Game 5, The Hawks took it all and advanced to the finals against the Bolts. However, due to games and stuff, the finals actually started late this year. We're in mid June and Game 4 is actually tomorrow here in Tampa. In Game 1 and 2 in Chicago, Crawford got back-to-back shutouts, and in Game 3 Saturday night, He only allowed two goals in a 5-2 Hawks victory. Game 4 is tomorrow, and if they win game 4, it's all over, The stanley cup comes back to Chicago again for the summer.
WWE's been very fair to me. So far, i haven't missed ANY Of the final games against the Bolts since Stephanie has given me time off so i could come and support Patrick and the team with Sarah, but the draft is tonight, and i may head to smackdown,so i'm kind of hoping they get the sweep since i already have tomorrow off and i'm not exactly sure if Teddy Long would give me time off if i get drafted. ANYWAY, last night we had a Pay-Per View here in Florida, and the boys were already in florida, so i got to stay with them for the weekend. Later tonight RAW's in Clearwater, so i'll make the 30 minute drive there later tonight. Enough of WWE for now though. Throughout the Playoffs, i've done my best to make sure Patrick's been nothing but relaxed. I Don't need to have him have anymore stress on him. I've basically been catering to his every need- getting him food, doing his laundry, taking care of stuff like that, and if we were ever together in between my WWE Schedule and his play-off road schedule, i'd even let him get lucky whenever he wanted. For me, this is much more then what it really is. For me, it's a test for our future. I've survived the tough regular season from wins and loses and injuries, and now, if i survive the playoff craziness as a Hockey Girlfriend, i have a good feeling about mine and Patrick's future together. ANYWAY, now, we're in the team hotel, our room. I Don't know what time it is, but Patrick's trying to wake me up, and i have a feeling it's 8am because that's when he's usually been waking up lately.
"Five more minutes..." I Mumbled under the sheets.
"Come on babe, wake up," He said, starting to get on top of me.
Then, he started kissing my exposed shoulder, and i just smiled in pleasure.
"You like that?" He asked while doing it.
"I Love it," I Mumbled out in pleasure.
"Oh Good lord," I Heard a voice say. I Turned over and i saw it was Jonathan across the room."NOT This early in the morning...at least wait until 8 when i get in the shower."
"Oh relax Jonathan," I Laughed. "We wouldn't do that with you in the room."
"We wouldn't?" Patrick asked. I Just laughed as Jon rolled his eyes.
"Knock Knock!" Sharpie said just walking in, with a video camera. "Oh, Hi there, Toe-s, wanna put a shirt on?"
"What do you want," Jonathan asked, grabbing a shirt from the floor, the same one he had on last night. "Wait...why do you have a video camera?"
"Well, i was talking to Brent and he said you were missing your bag, eh?" Sharp said.
"Put the camera down or i swear to god-" Jon began
"Okay, gosh!" Sharpie said. He then put the camera down to his side.
"What about my bag?" Jon asked.
"I Just wanted to let you know that your not alone, Brent's bag is missing too,and since i'm a nice person, i'm gonna help you both find your bags," Sharpie said. Jonathan just frowned then sighed.
"Where's my bag, Sharpie," Jonathan said.
"I Told you, i don't know!" Sharpie said.
Jonathan just shook his head, then walked over and pushed Sharpie onto our bed and walked out of the room toward Sharp, Sarah and Brent's room.
"Can you two believe him?" Sharp said, turning off the camera. "I Just came in here to capture some footage for BHTV, you know, for our fans, and he has to be Mr. grumpy and ruin it!" He said, shaking his head.
"Uh, yeah..." I Said. "That's a damn shame."
"Damn straight it is," Sharp said. "Can i capture footage of you Kaner?"
"Sure, Kat get under the sheets," He said to me. "This is going up on the website, i don't want Puckbunnies to see you in my bed and start hating you more then they already do."
"Alright," I Laughed real quick, before snuggling up under the covers as Sharp turned the camera on.
"So, Kaner,we have game four tomorrow, and so far this series, you only have one clumsy point. You have any explanation?" Sharpie asked.
"You shouldn't be talking," Kaner said. "I Still got more points then you in the playoffs."
"Shut up Kaner," Sharp said. "Game four's gonna be my game, just wait and see, boy."
"What ever you say, pretty boy," Kaner said. "All the looks, no talk, no skills..." He smirked. Sharp paused for a moment, then smirked.
"So, uh, Kaner, whatcha got under the sheets?" Sharp asked,starting to pull the sheets to reveal me.
"GET OUT SHARPIE!" Kaner yelled right after that. He then actually got up and shoved Sharpie out.
"I TRY TO BE NICE AND THIS IS WHAT I GET!" Sharpie yelled as he was being kicked out. Kaner slammed the door shut, then came back over to the bed.
"I'm gonna kill him," I Said to Him, talking about Sharpie.
"He needs to start minding his own business, i'm sure he wouldn't like it if we showed up in his room with a video camera on him and Sarah," Kaner said.
"Well if we went into their room with a video camera to record them, that would technically be called a sex tape," I laughed.
"I Don't get it," Kaner said. "I Know he's overall one of the sexiest people in chicago according to magazines and shit, but honestly, with that beard...how is he getting any action?"
"Your one to talk, Billy Ray Cyrus," I Said sticking my tongue out, referring to Kaner's Playoff Mullet.
"I Look NOTHING Like Billy Ray," Pat said. "Besides, my mullet is sexy, his isn't."
"Of course it's sexy..." I Said, rolling my eyes and sticking my tongue out again.
"You know you love it," He smirked, starting to pin me down in bed again.
"You look like a rat with that," I Laughed.
"Then you must like rat's then,"He said, starting to kiss my neck.
"I Hate rats," I Giggled.
"Well i'm a good looking rat then," He smirked.
"No your not!" I Laughed.
"Don't try to deny my sexiness, Kat," Kaner said, right before pinning me down and kissing me.
Then, we heard the door open, and Kaner then stopped kissing me, sat up and rolled his eyes.
"I Told you, STAY OUT!" He yelled at the door.
"What the...?" Jonathan asked, very confused, coming in to the room with his bag. "What are you talking about, Billy Ray?"
"TOLD YOU!" I Yelled at Patrick, sticking my tongue out. He just rolled his eyes at me.
"I Thought you were Sharpie," Pat said to Jon.
"Oh...him..." Jon said, rolling his eyes. "I Just got into a fight with Brent since He was the only person who knew where Sharpie hid my bag."
"We need to start getting him back soon," Patrick said.
"Yeah, we do," Jonny said.
"Please, you guys couldn't prank Sharp even if your life's depended on it," I Said, getting up and heading into the bathroom.
"Yes we could!" Jonathan shouted at me on the other said. I Was brushing my teeth, so i didn't reply.
"Tazer and i have actually been slowly planning out a prank to get back on him, we just gotta finish it," Pat said.
"We should get him after the finals end whenever that may be," Jonathan said. "We don't wanna hurt him too bad."
"What!?" I Yelled to them in the bathroom, but i had toothpaste in my mouth, so you could hardly hear me clearly.
"The hell?" I Heard Jonathan say, confused. I Spit out the toothpaste and rinsed out my mouth, then got out of the bathroom.
"You said you were gonna Prank Sharpie, Not Hurt him!" I Said.
"Babe, Just relax," Patrick said, getting out of bed and running his hands through his mullet.
"Whatever," I Rolled my eyes. "I'm gonna go downstairs and get some coffee," I Said.
"What time are you leaving tonight?" He asked.
"Uh, i think i'll go to the gym here, and i gotta be in Clearwater by 6pm, so, i'll probably leave Tampa by 5pm," I Said.
"Hopefully you wrestle tonight," Jonathan said. "Kaner and i are actually planning on catching your show tonight since we don't have a game tonight...or anything panned tonight."
"Sweet," I Smiled, grabbing my wallet and heading out of the door.
I Headed downstairs and went to this little coffee stand and got myself a cup of coffee. I Was going to head back upstairs with the boys, but then i saw Corey just standing alone in a corner, so i decided to go talk to him real quick.
"Hey Corey!" I Smiled walking up to him. He turned around and saw me, and he jumped a little and went bug-eyed, and he was also on the phone apparently.
"Oh, Uh...Hi, KAT," He said, emphasizing my name right into the phone. "Um...Yeah...I'll talk to you later...Bye," He said into the phone. I Just looked at him weird.
"Um...was i interrupting something?" I Asked, entirely confused.
"Uh...No...." He shrugged. I Just stared at him for a moment.
"So...I'm going to pretend this conversation didn't happen..." I Said, slowly walking away. How weird. He sounds like he's trying to hide something...and from me...weird.
I Got into an elevator to head back upstairs and when i got up their, i saw Sarah just walking around wearing these sunglasses, i decided i wanted to bug her, so i walked up and snatched her glasses off. Then, my mouth dropped.
"The hell did you do last night?" I Asked looking at her. Her eyes were bloodshot red.
"I Went out," She said. "Am i not allowed to do that?"
"And i take it you just got back?" I Asked. "You seem tired and angry."
"I got back at like, 2am, but i haven't been able to sleep since," She said, rubbing her eyes.
"Six hours and nothing?" I Said.
"Nope," She rolled her eyes. "I Just laid in bed for a while trying to fall asleep, but after 2 hours, i gave up and turned on the tv, then an hour later,i started throwing up."
"That's nice..." I Said, rolling my eyes and taking a sip of coffee.
"OH Give me that!" She said, snatching the coffee out of my hand and taking a drink. My mouth just dropped.
"Are you serious?" I Asked.
"What?" She asked as if there was nothing wrong with she just did. "It'll help my hangover..."
"No it won't!" I Shouted. "It'll help get rid of the head-ache for a while, but if you want to help cure it, get some fucking water!"
"Well i don't got no damn water!" She shouted back.
"Then stop being a lazy-bum and go get some you crazy bitch!" I Yelled at her.
"Would you two SHUT UP!?" I Heard someone yell behind me. I Turned around and it was Brent, but you could hardly recognize it was him with that playoff beard. It was long and bushy, but nothing compared to Nick Leddy's.
"Yeah, he was out with me for a little bit before coming back," Sarah explaining.
"I Can see that," I Said.
"Let's stop talking about my night," Sarah said as we started walking down the hall toward our rooms. "Sup with you?"
"Back to business," I Said, rolling my eyes.
"Man, you've been complaining a LOT about WWE Lately..." Sarah said.
"Well would you blame me?" I Said. "They're not using me! They have me as champion, but i'm hardly on shows, and if i am, my matches are against jobbers and only two minutes or i cut a crappy promo!"
"Why the hell aren't they using you?" She asked.
"Because i injured my opponent all the way back at April, and they didn't wanna forget about the program we had since we still have like, one more match planned," I Said. I'll explain more about Kathryn and I Later. "Hopefully she's back in time for Money In The Bank though, it's in Chicago and on the day of Mine and Patrick's one year anniversary and he already has tickets, i wanna fucking wrestle."
"OH I Wanna come!" She said.
"Why? And your staying in Chicago during the off-season?" I Asked.
"Because, once hockey is over I'll be starting to catch up on WWE," She explained. "And most of the time we'll be here, but we'll also be going to Thunder Bay every now and then to go visit his family and-"
"And Kris?" I Asked, sticking my tongue out, referring to her little 'Summer Fling' She had with Steeger last year as he was moving his stuff from Chicago to Ontario.
"Shut up, Kat," She said, rolling her eyes. "You don't see me bringing up your relationship with-"
"DON'T EVEN," I Said, knowing exactly where she was going- The relationship with Justin, which has gotten weird since the after-party with him confessing everything about Patrick to me, but more about all of that later.
"At least when my thing with Kris was happening, i was single and didn't even know Sharpie personally..." She said.
"AH Yes, i still remembering when you two met, at the mall while we were shopping for stuff for the home opener and he and Soupy were getting shit for a party afterwards," I Said. "You know, the party where you let him get to second base after only knowing him for a couple of hours."
"Okay you need to shut up," Sarah said. "Stop making me look like such a whore."
"Well it's not that hard," I Joked. Then, she elbowed me as hard as she could in the gut.
"MOTHER FUCKER!," I Yelled in pain.
"You deserved it you little bitch!" She shouted as she started running down the hall into her room.
I Rolled my eyes and then started heading into my room. The door was open so i just walked in and grabbed my stuff and was about to head out, when i realized Sharpie was in there, and was wrestling Jonathan on the bed.
"Sharpie stop acting like a little kid!" Jonathan yelled, kicking Sharpie in the gut and off of him.
"Tazer we aren't playing hockey and don't have practice until tomorrow morning hours before Game four, stop being so serious," Sharpie said.
"Force of habit for him," Kaner laughed. Then, Sharpie cocked his head and noticed me, and smirked.
"Kat could kick your ass, Jon," He said. I Rolled my eyes.
"Shut up and go take care of your hungover girlfriend," I Said.
"I Already did," He said, winking. I Rolled my eyes again and gagged a little as did Kaner and Tazer. "But in all serious, i did. I Told her to go get coffee to help cure it." I Raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, really?" I Said. "Well then, you owe me a coffee soon."
"What?" He asked, confused.
"Just get me a coffee later," I Said.
"Whatever," He said. "I'm gonna go and annoy Brent."
"He's a little hungover too," I Said.
"Oh, i know," He winked. "I'll see you later tonight or tomorrow at practice, boys, and i'll see you after the game tomorrow Kat, hopefully on the ice, celebrating another Stanley Cup win."
"Let's hope," I Smiled.
"Later," He said, walking out.
"I'm heading out too," I Said. "Gotta go to the gym, you coming?" I Asked Patrick.
"Sure hold on," He said.
Then,he went into the bathroom and changed out of his pajamas and put on a white shirt and some gym shorts and tennis shoes and we headed out to the nearest local gym together.
*Later that night, RAW Arena, 6pm*
"How the fuck are we supposed to even BREATH!?" I Asked to Kristen as we were viewing the Gorilla Position, Filled with Chairs for both the RAW and Smackdown crew. Overall the Gorilla Position wasn't TOO Big. "Man i'm Claustrophobic, i can't fucking sit down in between all these bitches."
"Then don't," She said. "Stand up."
"Smart ass," I Said, rolling my eyes. She just stuck her tongue out.
Since Wrestlemania, my career in WWE Hasn't been going good. You know how i broke a rule and hit Kathryn over the head with a chair? Well i gave her a BAD Concussion, so she's been out dealing with that. A Couple weeks ago, she took one of those Impact Concussion test, but i haven't heard whether or not she passed or not. I Also botched a move and she damaged her Larynx, so that's also another reason she's out. She's not the only between the two of us hurt, though. My Wallet is hurt. I Had a big ass fine i had to pay for the chair shot to the head so i didn't get suspended or stripped of my championships. Kathryn and i had something good going, so WWE Doesn't want to get me involved with any other diva and start a feud, so lately, i've just been...there. I Haven't done anything big, and i haven't been put on RAW for a while either. Lovely.
And it's not any better with the gang. I'm not sure what happened, but Jamila and Heather just can't stand eachother anymore. Not so sure exactly what happened between them, but lot's of rumors going around. The most realistic one was that Jamila got drunk and started talking shit about Heather, and Heather was too dumb to realize she was drunk and PROBABLY didn't mean it and they've basically started World War III here. Nikie's been separating herself from the group lately. Her and John's 'Big Day' Is coming up soon in...September i think, and she only has about three months and she still has a lot of work to do. John's been John, of course, nothing big changing with him. Jenny and Cody...don't get me started on those two. I Thought they were in the 'Honey Moon' Stage before, but now, they're Seriously getting SERIOUS, and i honestly think Cody's going to propose soon, not so sure though, but with the way things have been going as of late, seems as perfect timing. Punk and Kristen obviously have made up, and with how they've been, you wouldn't ever think that she actually was thinking about a divorce two months ago. They also moved into a new house in Chicago, more close to mine and Patrick's. Isn't that just great? Then you have Justin...and me.
Both of us certainly haven't forgotten about everything that happened, but by the way we're acting, you wouldn't know it. He's just been moving on with everyday life, and i've been too focused on the Blackhawks to worry about what happened.
"You think your getting drafted?" She asked me.
"They haven't told me shit," I Shrugged. "But i wouldn't mind it, not like i'm getting anything done here."
"Last year, you didn't wanna leave RAW because of how big you were being pushed. Complete opposite now," She said. I Rolled my eyes.
"I Doubt they will though unless Kathryn gets drafted. She gets drafted, i probably will," I Said.
"You don't look good in blue," She said.
"I Wear Blue Jeans all the time!"I Said.
"You know EXACTLY What i mean," She said. I Nodded. Speaking of Blue...
We had just walked in the locker room area, and a group of Superstars and Diva's were playing darts. I Didn't mind at first, but then, i saw the background of the dart board- The Blackhawks indian head logo.
"What the hell is this!?" I Yelled, feeling as if someone had just stabbed me in the heart.
"Oh, Hey Kat," Christian waved over at me, before shooting the dart. "RIGHT ON THAT BIG ASS NOSE!" He shouted when it landed.
"Again, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" I Yelled.
"Just playing a friendly game of Darts," Nikki Bella said as she walked up to take a shot.
I Just ran over to the dart board and took off the picture of the Indian Head.
"BOO!" Justin shouted, as everyone else eventually shouted.
"Sorry Kat, but you should know that your team sucks," Christian said. "Bolts are gonna come back in Game 4 and then win the Cup."
In Florida, this is where they have the best airports in the country, so most Superstars live here, so of course, the majority of the Locker room is Bolts fans, and i'm probably the only Chicago Blackhawks fan here.
"HA, very funny," I Said, laughing.
"Hey, We got Stamkos and St. Louis, what does Chicago have?" Justin asked.
"Let's see," I Said. "We got Kane and Toews, Keith and Seabrook, Patrick Sharp, and we also have Corey Crawford, best goalie in the NHL."
"Whatever," They all said.
"Ain't no way Chicago's getting another Stanley Cup," Christian said.
"Oh, trust me," I Smirked. "They're gonna bring back Lord Stanley for another parade in the Windy City. Just wait and see..." I Said, smirking and walking away with the Indian Head and Kristen next to me.
"What the hell was that about?" She asked.
"It's a Stanley Cup finals thing, but you wouldn't get it since your hockey team sucks," I Said.
"The Ranger's don't suck!" She yelled in my ear.
"Yeah, they do," I Said. She rolled her eyes. "Speaking of People who SUCK," I Said as we were walking into the Diva's locker room and seeing Jenny stretching and the floor and Jamila kind of just curled up in a ball on the floor, texting.
"Shut up Kat," Jenny said, rolling her eyes. "Your so annoying."
"City people aren't annoying, Country people are," I Said. Kristen looked confused.
"But your always listening to that one country song," She said confused. I Just elbowed her in the gut. Jenny smirked.
"What song?" She asked. I Just rolled my eyes.
"It's by Luke Bryan, that one about him telling girls to shake it," I Sighed.
"Country Girl Shake It For Me?" She asked.
"Sure, whatever," I Shrugged.
"I Knew you had a hillbilly bone," She said, sticking her tongue out at me. I Rolled my eyes, then turned my attention to Jamila.
"The hell you doing?" I Asked her. No response. I Looked back at Jenny.
"She's been like this all day," Jenny said. "She's either texting a guy or on the phone with the guy like she was at like, 8am this morning."
"That's funny," I Said. "Corey Crawford was on a funny phone call around that time earlier today..." I Said. That immediately caught Jamila's attention
"Who the fuck is Corey Crawford!?" She asked out of nowhere.
"He's a hockey person, you wouldn't know him," I Said.
"Uh...yeah...i wouldn't," She said. "Because i don't waste my time watching hockey."
"You mother fucking bitch," I Said to her, glaring. She rolled her eyes and got up.
"What's so manly about skating around wearing gear?" She asked.
"She's right," Jenny said. "How the hell is hockey different from any other sport?"
"Well, unlike other Athletes," I Began. "Hockey players don't play with balls, and they're great in bed," I Winked.
"Oh God," Kristen said.
"Hockey players can't bang," Jenny said.
"They know when to play it rough, they can score from any position, they always wear protection, they like to hit it from behind, and they don't play with balls, they play with sticks, BIG Sticks," I Smirked.
"I'm forever scarred for life," Kristen said, bug-eyed.
"Please tell me that was supposed to sound dirty," Jamila said. "Because if not, i'm thinking really disturbing thoughts..." I Just laughed.
"Bottom line, Hockey players get the job done, other athletes can't," I Said, starting to walk away.
"Wrestlers get the job done..." Kristen shouted behind me real quick.
"Oh, damn straight!" Jenny agreed. I Stopped Dead in my tracks.
Suddenly, i was starting to get a very disturbing image of both Cody Rhodes and CM Punk in my head.
"I'm going to go vomit violently, i'll see you all later," I Said, running out.
I Had just arrived to the arena and i was running on no sleep and no food, so i went straight to catering to look for a monster energy or something and then some food.
"HEATHER!!!" I Heard a voice behind me say. I Turned around and it was Alex, and he had something in his hand.
"If i were you, i wouldn't take another step closer to me unless you want me to call the cops," I Said. "We do have a restraining order, you know..." He just sighed.
"What's this?" He asked, holding up a magazine that had writing on it.
"Well, that's the June issue of playboy, with me on the cover," I Smiled.
"Why was it in my mail-box this morning?" He asked.
"I Don't know," I Lied. "I Don't know what you like to do in your free time you fucking pervert!" I Yelled walking away.
"WAIT!" He yelled. I Rolled my eyes and turned around to him, crossing my arms.
"What?" I Asked. He paused for a moment, then, he shrugged.
"You don't look too bad in this," He admitted, to my shock. I Just smirked.
"Shows you what your missing..." I Said.
"I Was a fool," He said. "I Shouldn't have cheated on you, and i shouldn't have hit you."
"Your just now apologizing?" I Asked. "Where the hell was this damn apology when i was crying myself to sleep? Where the hell was this damn apology when i was in the hospital with a concussion because of you!? Your only apologizing now because your just now realizing what your missing out on, you don't actually mean it. Go fuck yourself, bastard." I Said, flipping him off before storming off. Alex was just speechless and couldn't believe i had to balls to tell him off. He better believe it, because he just got owned by a playmate.
*Almost halfway through RAW*
"YEAH YEAH YEAAAH, IT'S A PARTY OVER HERE IN THE BLUE," John Sang out loud as all the RAW and Smackdown rosters were in the gorilla position for the draft- RAW Stars on one side each wearing red RAW Shirts, Smackdown stars on the other each wearing blue Smackdown shirts. John had just gotten drafted to friday nights, and the Smackdown bitches made us well aware of that- including himself.
"Looks like Smackdown's finally the better show!" Nikie said next to him, sticking her tongue out. Nikie was just a manager for Cena behind the scenes, not a wrestler, so if John went, she went.
"Shut up," I Said, rolling my eyes.
"Why should we?" John shouted. "Smackdown's got me, Orton, and we're about to get another one...." He said, putting to the screen we were watching the draft on.
The team of Lay-Cool had just beaten RAW's Tamina and Alicia Fox, earning Smackdown yet another draft pick. RAW needs to start getting their head out of their asses and win some matches, and my match isn't until later tonight. We were anxiously awaiting to see who was going to get drafted, but right before it was revealed, someone from the staging crew came up to me...
"What are you doing?" He asked me.
"Uh, sitting?" I Said, dumbfounded.
"Well get up!" He said. Then he yanked my arm and pulled me over to the curtain.
"What the hell are you doing!?" I Yelled at him, grabbing my arm away.
"And why don't you have a shirt!?" He yelled.
"Seriously, what in god's name are you talking about!?" I Yelled back. Then, he just looked at me.
"They didn't tell you?" He asked.
"Tell me what!?" I Yelled back. Then, he just pointed over to the big screen.
I Looked over to the big screen and Michelle and Layla were just prancing around the ring now, taunting the person being drafted, who wasn't revealed yet. Then, the draft logo went up, and they were showing these RAW Superestars all over again showing who was up for draft-including Michael Cole, which i don't get at all for the record- Then, they revealed the draft pick to Smackdown.
It Was Me.
"Here, you gotta go out there for about 30 seconds, then you're done," The guy said handing me a blue Smackdown t-shirt as my music started playing.
I Was so confused, but nonetheless i went out onto the ramp in front of the crowd for a couple of seconds and put on the shirt. Lay-Cool was still in the ring, but they just smirked, and they weren't even looking at me. They were looking directly at my championships.
"And making her way to the ring, From Chicago, Illinois, She is your undisputed Women's Champion, Kasey Angel!" Justin Roberts said into the mic as i was making my way to the ring for my match...on RAW, but as a Smackdown Superstar against RAW's Melina. I Never liked her. Not her Character, and not her personally, she's one of the biggest bitches in the company off camera, which is why she's never really being pushed as of late.
The match wasn't supposed to be TOO Long, only about a solid 10 minutes, but near the 8 minute mark, i felt something hit me over the head. Melina was already down, so it wasn't her. I Went down fast, and things were kind of blurry. I Could hear the bell ring, and the crowd was booing. What the hell is fucking going on?
"Your winner by way of disqualification and earning a draft pick for Friday Night Smackdown, Your Undisputed Women's Champion, Kasey Angel!" Justin Roberts announced.
I Managed to turn around onto my back, but things were still blurry for a moment. Then, things started getting clearer for me, and i noticed someone standing above me. I Then realized who it was once things were clearing up for me- It was Kathryn Prince, with a Steel pipe in her hand, standing above me and looking down, smirking.
"Miss Me, Angel!?" She asked, smirking. Then, she threw the pipe to the side, and leaned over at me and grabbed me by my hair then pulled me to the center of the ring.
"Look up!" She shouted in my ear, pointing to the big screen.
I Looked up at the big screen, and they were about to reveal the draft pick for Smackdown that i just....'won' them. Then, a moment later, it was revealed- Kathryn had just been drafted back to Smackdown after a year on RAW, making my life hell.
"Don't get too attached to that title, because that's coming back to me soon..." She taunted, before shoving me back down onto the mat and leaving the ring.
"You didn't even think to tell me not only was i going to be drafted but Kathryn was gonna come back and hit me over the head with a steel pipe?!" I Yelled to my boss, Hunter Helmsley, or Paul, whatever he chooses to be called.
"Well, see," He said to me, taking a seat a seat as his desk. "You decided to hit Kathryn over the head with a chair at Wrestlemania without letting her know, or management for that matter-"
"It was an accident!" I Defended.
"You know damn well we banned Chair Shots to the head, Miss Angel!" He yelled back. "And when you two were planning the match with Jim backstage before the show, you were supposed to just kick her in the gut with the chair and NOT Hit her over her damn head!" I Just rolled my eyes. "Not to mention you also decided to botch a move and damage her Larynx, and i feel her pain since back around the early 2000s Chris Jericho did the same to me."
"I botched a couple of moves that injured her, so that means i don't deserve to know i'm being drafted and not know i was going to get hit with a Steel pipe!?" I Asked.
"Look, Angel," He said. "Another reason i decided to draft you is because i don't wanna deal with you anymore. I have your contract, so technically i'll always have to deal with you until the day your contract comes up and you decide to not resign, which if your interested, your contract is up for renewal next January, but anyway, your not really my exact problem anymore. Your Teddy Long's problem along with Kathryn, so please, go bitch to him." I Just sighed, then, rolled my eyes. Then he sighed too.
"You know, maybe you should stop bitching about how bad this is and realize that maybe this trade is actually going to lead to something for your career!" He said.
"Whatever," I Said, rolling my eyes and walking out of his office.
By now, RAW was about over and people were starting to leave, and the gang was over in the locker room, getting their stuff together. I Walked in, sat down in my stall on my bag, and just sighed.
"I've been on Smackdown before, it's not THAT Bad..." John said, who actually fucking got drafted BACK to RAW. Lovely.
"Patrick and i are just getting used to my schedule on the road...now it's all fucking ruined," I Pouted.
"Whoa, your more concerned about a stupid boy then your friends!?" Jammy yelled at me. "What about us!?"
"True," I Sighed. "I'll barely even see you guys, only on pay-per views, maybe, and at Supershows i guess," I Sighed.
"It'll be fine, relax," Jenny said. "I Deal with Cody away with Smackdown all the time, we still see each other at least once a week and talk on the phone everynight we're away from each other, and we're always together in international tours. It'll be fine." I Just rolled my eyes.
"Maybe one of us will get drafted tomorrow at noon in the supplementary draft on WWE.com?" Heather suggested. I Just shrugged.
"I'm gonna miss you," Kristen pouted.
"Bitch how the hell you gonna miss me when your house in Chicago is only five fucking minutes away from mine!?" I Yelled at her. "You two are such stalkers," I Said to her and Punk.
"Kid, how the hell are we stalkers?" Punk asked, spiking up his hair. I Saw Zack Ryder give him a thumbs up in the corner of my eye, but whatever.
"I Saw you two peeking over at me and Pat putting up our pool the other day!" I Yelled. "And i saw some dog shit in my yard the other day too!"
"What's that got to do with anything?" Nikie asked.
"We don't have a dog!" I Yelled. Kristen just rolled her eyes.
"Come on, let's just go to Denny's with everyone else, I'm starving," Heather said.
"Go without me," I Said, standing up and grabbing my stuff. "I'm heading back to Tampa."
Then, i just stormed out of the locker room and was on my way out, when i raw into Teddy Long.
"Oh, Miss Angel! Pleasure to meet you!" He smiled, extending his hand as i shook it. "You were just the person i was looking for actually. I Need to talk to you about something."
"What about?" I Asked, talking off my sunglasses.
"See, i'm a sports person, and i'm very well aware your boyfriend Patrick Kane and his team are in the Stanley Cup finals against the Tampa Bay Lightning," He said.
"Okay?" I Asked, a little confused.
"I Was told you were given time off from WWE During those Cup final games, and see, while i respect Stephanie's decision, i don't like it," Teddy said. "On Smackdown, i only give people time off for emergencies, like injuries and stuff, and personally, i don't think a Sporting Event is an emergency."
"Wait, so i got to go to the tapings tomorrow!?" I Asked.
"No, Stephanie gave you the rest of the week off, so you don't have any tapings or houseshows for the week, but you better hope your team wins or loses the Championship before Next tuesday, because Next Tuesday, you will officially debut as a Superstar on my show," Teddy said. "Do i make myself clear?" I Just sighed and nodded. "Good, i'll see you next tuesday, Miss Angel." He said, walking away.
Ain't this some bull.
A/N- Gonna start updating this A LOT MORE. This summer, well, er....trust me. It'll be interesting with LOTS of surprises you guys didn't expect, and you won't wanna miss it ;)