Post by Karlie Nash on Jan 24, 2019 17:50:04 GMT -5
Nikki is sitting in a chair in her fine silk robe as a girl approaches.
Your latte Ms. Vaughn.
Nikki takes a sip then lays it on the table next to her as the girl stands in front of her, Nikki motions with her hands.
Go away now.
The girl scurries off as Nikki reads a magazine.
The nerve of this bitch.
Lea and Kira walk over.
Kira: What are you talking about?
Nikki: That bitch Giselle, does an interview for some rag, and they quoted her in this magazine, and I quote Giselle: Nikki Vaughn has slept her way to the top of the modeling world. Can you believe that stupid bitch, just because she can’t realize her career is over she has to make shit up.
Kira: Want me to issue a statement.
Nikki: No, I deal with that bitch on my own time.
A girl walks over and Nikki burns a hole through her.
Girl: Ms. Vaughn they’re ready for you.
Nikki steps down from her chair, adjusts her robe and walks off.
Lea: You really shouldn’t trigger Nikki like that.
Kira: It’s fun though.
Nikki is sitting in her hotel suite enjoying a glass of wine, as her phone buzzes.
Text: Hope to see you in Atlanta T.B.
Text: I’ll be there. N. But in the meantime how about you swing by NYC, I have a wrestling event there this week.
Text: I’ll try. T.B.
Text: Okay love. Hope to see you there.
Nikki lays her phone down on the table.
Nikki: Sleeping my way to the top huh Giselle, if only you knew who I was sleeping with.
Nikki walks out unto the balcony of her suite that overlooks San Diego.
Nikki: This city is gorgeous and perfect, just like me.
The camera does a wide shot of the suite and Nikki standing on the balcony, her blonde hair blowing in the wind, Nikki walks back in and sips her wine and lays on the large bed.
Nikki: God, my life is great.
Nikki stands again admiring herself in the mirror, running her fingers through hair.
Nikki: How is it possible that I get more gorgeous every day.
Healthy living, good genetics.
In the mirror Nikki sees Stella standing in the door.
Nikki: I really need to teach all of you how to knock
Stella: Sorry, I forget you have to spend ninety minutes a day admiring yourself in the mirror.
Nikki: When you look this good, how can I not admire myself, do you want something.
Stella: It’s time to check out and I was the only other person here.
Nikki: Okay hand me my robe.
Nikki walks past Stella and looks at her outfit laying on the bed.
Nikki: Excuse me but I don’t want you looking at me while I dress.
Stella smiles and steps out of the room.
Photographer: So where are you headed next?
Nikki: New York City.
Photographer: Business or pleasure.
Nikki: Wrestling actually, going to be teaming with me bestie Karlie, against two turd burgers.
Nikki makes her way towards her car as people push things out for her to sign.
Nikki: Sorry no autographs.
She climbs into her car and it drives off.
Nikki arrives in New York City and enters her Park Avenue apartment, she settling in as a knock came on the door. She turns to see Ann, Evelyn, and Reagan standing in the door.
Nikki: Karlie isn’t here
Ann: Well do you know when she is getting here.
Nikki: I have no idea, last time I was talking to her she was headed to Nashville I’m sure she’ll be here though.
Evelyn: Okay we’ll come back later.
Nikki: Oh before I forget here’s my rent check.
Ann: Thanks.
Reagan: I hope gets here soon.
Nikki smiles and shakes her head as the ladies leave.
Nikki is sitting in a hot tube.
Nikki: Up here dummy.
The camera slowly moves up to Nikki.
Nikki: That’s more like it. Now let's get this over with. When I lowered my standards and signed a wrestling contract I expected to be treated like the superstar I am. I teamed with my best friend to try and save a sinking tag team division but got screwed at every turn, and have was never featured outside of tag team matches, which was Action Wrestling's loss, not mine. So I had to make my own opportunity, by beating up one of Chris Eno’s friend, then making Eno tap out in our match, then back to sitting on the sidelines again, but magically it seems I get another match teaming with Karlie and against the Royal family, now when I heard that name I thought we were facing William and Kate, or the other two, the ones nobody cares about, but instead we’re facing Kennedy Matthews and this Estrella person, nice career move dummy, the tag team division is deader than Giselle's career and that’s pretty dead, Karlie and I are so going to kick your butts at War Games and look good doing it, if you think you just going to walk into War Games and beat then you dumber than a pile of rocks or Giselle.
Lea brings Nikki a glass of wine.
Nikki: Excellent. Now as I was saying Royal Family, your not going to beat Red White and Bruised, instead you will be bowing down to us, Bitches.
Your latte Ms. Vaughn.
Nikki takes a sip then lays it on the table next to her as the girl stands in front of her, Nikki motions with her hands.
Go away now.
The girl scurries off as Nikki reads a magazine.
The nerve of this bitch.
Lea and Kira walk over.
Kira: What are you talking about?
Nikki: That bitch Giselle, does an interview for some rag, and they quoted her in this magazine, and I quote Giselle: Nikki Vaughn has slept her way to the top of the modeling world. Can you believe that stupid bitch, just because she can’t realize her career is over she has to make shit up.
Kira: Want me to issue a statement.
Nikki: No, I deal with that bitch on my own time.
A girl walks over and Nikki burns a hole through her.
Girl: Ms. Vaughn they’re ready for you.
Nikki steps down from her chair, adjusts her robe and walks off.
Lea: You really shouldn’t trigger Nikki like that.
Kira: It’s fun though.
Nikki is sitting in her hotel suite enjoying a glass of wine, as her phone buzzes.
Text: Hope to see you in Atlanta T.B.
Text: I’ll be there. N. But in the meantime how about you swing by NYC, I have a wrestling event there this week.
Text: I’ll try. T.B.
Text: Okay love. Hope to see you there.
Nikki lays her phone down on the table.
Nikki: Sleeping my way to the top huh Giselle, if only you knew who I was sleeping with.
Nikki walks out unto the balcony of her suite that overlooks San Diego.
Nikki: This city is gorgeous and perfect, just like me.
The camera does a wide shot of the suite and Nikki standing on the balcony, her blonde hair blowing in the wind, Nikki walks back in and sips her wine and lays on the large bed.
Nikki: God, my life is great.
Nikki stands again admiring herself in the mirror, running her fingers through hair.
Nikki: How is it possible that I get more gorgeous every day.
Healthy living, good genetics.
In the mirror Nikki sees Stella standing in the door.
Nikki: I really need to teach all of you how to knock
Stella: Sorry, I forget you have to spend ninety minutes a day admiring yourself in the mirror.
Nikki: When you look this good, how can I not admire myself, do you want something.
Stella: It’s time to check out and I was the only other person here.
Nikki: Okay hand me my robe.
Nikki walks past Stella and looks at her outfit laying on the bed.
Nikki: Excuse me but I don’t want you looking at me while I dress.
Stella smiles and steps out of the room.
Nikki steps out the front door of the hotel to flashbulbs she stands and poses for the cameras making sure every photographer gets the perfect shot.
Nikki: New York City.
Photographer: Business or pleasure.
Nikki: Wrestling actually, going to be teaming with me bestie Karlie, against two turd burgers.
Nikki makes her way towards her car as people push things out for her to sign.
Nikki: Sorry no autographs.
She climbs into her car and it drives off.
Nikki arrives in New York City and enters her Park Avenue apartment, she settling in as a knock came on the door. She turns to see Ann, Evelyn, and Reagan standing in the door.
Nikki: Karlie isn’t here
Ann: Well do you know when she is getting here.
Nikki: I have no idea, last time I was talking to her she was headed to Nashville I’m sure she’ll be here though.
Evelyn: Okay we’ll come back later.
Nikki: Oh before I forget here’s my rent check.
Ann: Thanks.
Reagan: I hope gets here soon.
Nikki smiles and shakes her head as the ladies leave.
Nikki is sitting in a hot tube.
Nikki: Up here dummy.
The camera slowly moves up to Nikki.
Nikki: That’s more like it. Now let's get this over with. When I lowered my standards and signed a wrestling contract I expected to be treated like the superstar I am. I teamed with my best friend to try and save a sinking tag team division but got screwed at every turn, and have was never featured outside of tag team matches, which was Action Wrestling's loss, not mine. So I had to make my own opportunity, by beating up one of Chris Eno’s friend, then making Eno tap out in our match, then back to sitting on the sidelines again, but magically it seems I get another match teaming with Karlie and against the Royal family, now when I heard that name I thought we were facing William and Kate, or the other two, the ones nobody cares about, but instead we’re facing Kennedy Matthews and this Estrella person, nice career move dummy, the tag team division is deader than Giselle's career and that’s pretty dead, Karlie and I are so going to kick your butts at War Games and look good doing it, if you think you just going to walk into War Games and beat then you dumber than a pile of rocks or Giselle.
Lea brings Nikki a glass of wine.
Nikki: Excellent. Now as I was saying Royal Family, your not going to beat Red White and Bruised, instead you will be bowing down to us, Bitches.