The Baddest Bitch In The Yard
Name: Sara Calaway
Marital Status: .
Divorced To The Undertaker Theme: .
‘Rollin’ by Limp Bizkit Hometown: Long Beach, California
Height/Weight: 5’10”/125lbs
Allies:N/A
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Name: Jess
Age: 16
Marital Status: Single
Hobbies: Wrestling, Writing, Friends

Statistics
Signed Contract: Fusion
Record [W/L/D]: 1/0/0
Next Match: vs. Trish Stratus @ Boiling Point
Achievements: WIW Woman’s Champ (X1)
Contact Information
E-Mail: Phenom4Ever@aol.com
AIM: Phenom4Ever

Legal Disclaimer
I am in no way affiliated with Sara Calaway, the WWE, TNA, or any other superstars/divas mentioned. Don’t steal my work…I’ll come after you!
Foreword :

ONE-TWO-THREE. The referee’s hand had hit the mat and with that Sara had one win under her belt. Although, anyone watching wasn’t shocked by it because most people knew what kind of person Sara truly was, a person who would not take as Meltdown had started in San Antonio Sara had been out there to make a statement. She had made a bold return and she had done it one hundred percent, the right way. But the thing was, Melina Perez had proved that she wasn’t a noble champion. Melina Perez did not approach Sara the right way; and no match was set in stone to solve their obvious differences. Melina Perez cut out the lights and had come with a steel chair. It came like lightning and Sara had been splayed out on the mat, her future had been completely out of her own control. Melina was looking to send Sara back to the hospital, looking to send her back permanently. There had been a feel of worry all over the arena, each Sara fan screamed their hearts out, hoping that some way they could run in and save their beloved returning Sara. But then one person had stood up and taken a stand for each one of them. Milena Roucka had sprinted down to the ring and fought Melina Perez, preventing her from doing any more harm to Sara. Despite her developed loss of stamina from Perez’s attack, Sara had been thrown into her match at that point. The awe inspiring and fighting diva, got the victory despite being knocked out by a chair less than twenty minutes before. Amazing.

S C E N E O N E – Loud and Clear

The scene opens to Sara, sitting in the locker room. She is positioned comfortably on a sofa and she looks to have just sat down recently. Her hair is mangled and it looks as if she just came from the ring at that point. The door opens behind her and in walks her best friend Tracy, grinning from ear to ear. Tracy hands Sara an ice pack and Sara graciously takes it and applies it to her eye.

Tracy[The Best Friend]:One night back and you already have a black eye.

Sara: Not to mention a throbbing headache.

Tracy laughs and sits down next to her friend, watching Meltdown that was still happening as they sat there.

Tracy[The Best Friend]:That was real nice of that Milena girl to do that for you, come down and help you out.

Sara: If not…I don’t know where I would be right now. I’m sure not with a win and with just a black eye, who knew what Perez was trying to do.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: I was so scared for you, but you know very well that they wouldn’t let me..

Sara: Don’t worry about it. All I do know is that I need some sleep, I’m gonna jump in the shower really quick and we can head back to the hotel okay?

Tracy nodded and Sara slowly got to her feet and shuffled into the shower.

About a half hour later, Sara came back out into the room fully clothed and dressed to see Tracy sleeping on the sofa where she had left her. Sara smiles slightly before looking at the television; Meltdown was coming back from commercial break. A replay rolls on screen, Milena Roucka being attacked by Melina Perez.

Sara: WHAT THE FUCK!?

Sara watched intently as Melina interrupts Roucka’s match and delivers a devastating maneuver to Layla El, who was lifeless afterward. Sara watches with anger and rage as Perez looks straight into the camera. Sara felt the message, strong, and hard. Sara’s eyes squint in rage and she encourages Tracy to get up, hitting her repeatedly.

Sara: I’ll be back!

She yells this with anger and storms out of the locker room, sprinting to the entrance to the ring before finally running into Milena Roucka who is leaning against a wall trying to get her breath.

Sara: Milena!

Roucka looks up and gives a faint smile.

Sara: Are you all right?

Milena nods, looking thankful.

Milena Roucka[Hell’s Angel]: Yea. Melina didn’t want a make a statement out of me, she used Layla instead. She just threw me out of the ring; I’m fine…just shaken up.

Sara pats Milena’s back and gives her slowly developing friend and hug, wrapping her arm around her neck and bringing her close.

Sara: I’m sorry she had went to your match to get her aggravation out on me. You think she would have been satisfied with earlier tonight huh?

Milena Roucka[Hell’s Angel]: Bitches always want more.

Sara nodded and laughed as Milena started to as well.

Sara: Me and my friend Tracy are headed back to our hotel, want to come back with us? We can get a few drinks…chill…let loose, get our minds off of this stuff hm?

Milena Roucka[Hell’s Angel]: I don’t know…it’s been a tough night.

Sara: Which is why you need to unwind. Come on girl.

Milena nods and finally agrees after Sara’s continuous pleading and prodding.

Milena Roucka[Hell’s Angel]: Let me go back to the locker room, get a shower, a change of clothes, and I’ll meet you guys back at the hotel.

Sara agrees and they both part their separate ways. Sara returns to her locker room and opens the door; Tracy standing up immediately as if waiting eagerly for Sara to return.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: Everything okay…what happened?

Sara: While you were sleeping, Milena Roucka was attacked by Perez. I ran out to check on her and turns out Melina used Milena’s opponent tonight, Layla, as a message to me. Roucka’s fine though, we actually wanted to go out tonight.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: What? I thought you said you were tired?

Sara: Well I figured we all need to unwind. It’d be fun; now that I got all worked up I need some chill time.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: I guess so yea.

Sara: Milena said she’d meet us at the hotel so we can go from there.

Tracy nodded in agreement and both her and Sara picked up their bags that were scattered around the locker room before heading toward the door.

Sara: Trace. For the record….keep your eyes open at all times okay?

Tracy nodded as the scene closes as Sara and Tracy leave the locker room, and the door closes behind them.

S C E N E T W O – On The Dance Floor

Sara: This is going to feel so weird, dancing…single again.

Sara, Tracy, an Milena got out of the rental car that Sara had been driving and that they had parked outside of a popular club in San Diego. All three were looking spectacular, hair done just right and dresses caressing their bodies in just the right way.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: You’ll get into it don’t worry.

Sara sighs, worried almost and all three girls enter the club. Within a half hour they are all on the dance floor in a sea of people, the music loud and deafening as the smell of alcohol lingers around the room. The heat of bodies rubbing against one another is felt and adrenaline pumps through the veins of each individual on the dance floor. Sara is extremely hesitant, not having been a club in quite some time. But she feeds off of the adrenaline from the club and the slight taste of alcohol on her lips. As she dances she lets out a yell of enjoyment and Tracy and Milena answer back, both already finding dance partners to spend the night hours with. Sara finds herself feeling solo on the dance floor and continues dancing in the sea of people, soon feeling, moments later a hand at her waist.

Sara continues to dance, the large hand obviously belonging to a strong masculine figure that managed to find his place behind her. The music determines their fate as they sway back and forth to the pulsing beat with no words. Over and over again the same rhythm beats and faster and faster they seem to move, his hand moving up and down her frame, which strangely she does not mind. Her runs a hand through her hair and moves it to one of her shoulders, placing his head on her bare shoulder and bringing her against his strong build. As a parting gift she gently leans back and delivers and soothing kiss to his neck. He chuckles slightly as she wonders why. He grabs her hand, spins her around and brings her close again, face to face. It was only then when her eyes grew to the size of saucers.

Her arms start to flail and her hands beat against his chest in attempt to be free. He holds her tight and finally lets go, causing her to lose balance and fall to the dance floor. He slowly backs up out of sight through the crowd and she gets to her feet, only to race to the bathroom. She gets in and sees it completely empty and out of her embarrassment she locks the door behind her and lets the tears fall.

Sara: Mother fucker!!!

She screams it at the top of her lungs and she could feel his hands still trailing over her. What was he trying to do? Why was he following her like this, why wasn’t he happy with his little Melina? She looked at herself in the mirror and immediately sucked up the tears; she couldn’t stand to see herself cry. Her makeup had already ran down her face so she grabbed paper towels and dabbed her face to clean herself up.

Sara: You cannot let this son of a bitch get to you. You can’t!

She takes heavy breaths and she hears her name being yelled for outside. She walks over and looks to see both Tracy and Milena standing at the door.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: WHOA?! What happened all of a sudden?

Sara: I’m getting SICK and TIRED of it Trace. Sick and tired.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: WHAT?

Sara: Batista was out there…I didn’t know who it was…I danced with the bastard. I kissed him even…and he turns me around and I see it’s him. Why is he doing this?

Milena Roucka[Hell’s Angel]: What the hell, isn’t he dating Melina?

Sara: YES! Which is why I’m getting absolutely fed up, Melina’s using him against me, using my own damn emotions against me and it’s just wrong.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: But what if it isn’t Melina?

Sara: What?!

Tracy[The Best Friend]: What if Batista…is interested in you, instead of the bitch he’s got home?

Sara: You can’t be serious.

Milena Roucka[Hell’s Angel]: It really is possible.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: Sara, you’re so used to having Mark so far up your ass. You’re a single, fine, hot, sexy, and athletic woman who’s going to be at the top of the food chain soon enough….and his broad…Melina…

Roucka clears her throat.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: Perez…isn’t going to be anything much longer. It makes sense for him to have an interest in you.

Sara sighed and shook her head no.

Sara: No. I know better; it’s a trap. I don’t mind Melina because I can fight her, I can destroy her, but I just can’t defend myself against…Dave Batista. I just can’t.

Milena Roucka[Hell’s Angel]: That’s why we’re here girl. Don’t worry…

Tracy[The Best Friend]: Yea. Look, I think we need to head back to the hotel now, this night turned to hell.

Sara: Yea I think so too.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: But first, I’m going to get that guy’s number I was dancing with.

Sara looked to Milena to see if she wanted to do the same.

Milena Roucka[Hell’s Angel]: Turned out he was gay, no wonder he was such a good dancer.

Such a comment made Sara smile and all three of them left the bathroom.

S C E N E T H R E E – Roddy The Piper

Sara, Tracy, and Milena strolled back into the hotel lobby relatively late. The silence was bothersome until of course the three women heard shuffling in the same lobby. Surprisingly Meltdown manager was Roddy Piper climbing into the elevator. He held the door open for them and they followed inside.

Roddy Piper[GM]: How you ladies doin’ tonight? What were you all doing out so late?

Milena Roucka[Hell’s Angel]: Just out having some fun at a club.

Ever since back at the club, Sara had been especially quiet and she continued to be even there when she was talking to the General Manager. Piper looked at her in a worried fashion.

Roddy Piper[GM]: You okay there Sara? After your first victory back you should be especially happy.

Sara: Oh yea sir, I’m real glad to be back. I just had a bad experience out that’s all…

Roddy Piper[GM]: Really now? Fans bother you there?

Sara: Um..well…

Sara didn’t want to bring business like that into the conversation with the general manager. For one she didn’t want it to seem like she was stirring up trouble in the roster already and she also didn’t want it to seem like she was a weak, whiny girl.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: Dave Batista was giving her major troubles Piper.

Roddy Piper[GM]: Oh really now? You think he’d be busy preparing for his own match. How was he bothering you tonight Sara?

Sara: He really wasn’t….

Tracy[The Best Friend]: He’s been stalking her for Christ Sake! We think it’s because he likes Sara, but Sara thinks Melina is trying to get to Sara.

Piper nods slowly and rubs his hands together as the elevator doors open for Piper’s floor.

Roddy Piper[GM]: That’s really interesting. Well I have an idea for you then Sara…

Piper gets off the elevator and holds the doors open so he could still talk to the three ladies.

Roddy Piper[GM]: If Melina thinks she can get to you through emotions I have a way for you to get to her…how’s this for you Sara…you versus Trish Stratus for an opportunity to be the number one contender for the title.

Sara was silent and Roddy smiled.

Roddy Piper[GM]: And that match is going to happen at the next Pay Per View; Boiling Point.

Sara listened, absolutely stunned to Piper.

Sara: Thank you…sir.

With that the elevator doors closed and Tracy and Milena had to hold Sara up when she nearly fell backwards from shock. Tracy squealed and jumped up and down as the elevator slowly moved up. Milena clapped for joy as well, happy for her newly found friend. The elevator doors opened and the three spilled out on their floor.

Sara: Trace, you head in, I have to talk to Milena real quick.

Tracy nodded and slipped the card key into the door before disappearing behind it. Sara turned to Milena and smiled brightly.

Sara: I guess from now on I’ll be quiet and I can get more title shots?

Both laughed and Sara looked to the ground.

Sara: Look, once upon a time I was in the same situation. Me and Trish Stratus were best friends, she got the belt and I became the number one contender. We were so close…but then she turned on me. We’re not overly close yet…but I just hope that this friendship will stay strong...if I can get the number one contender opportunity…and you get the belt…. I still want us to be friends. We’re so alike and I think we’d be a huge dominating force you know?

Milena Roucka[Hell’s Angel]: Sara…you don’t even have to worry about it. I admire you…and you’re a great person. You will get that title shot and we’re gonna steal the show.

Sara smiled and nodded strongly.

Sara: I’m glad. Well it’s been a crazy night, I will see you tomorrow morning when we head to the next city. See ya later girl.

Milena nodded and Sara turned and headed into her hotel room.

S C E N E F O U R– Remember When

The hotel room door closed behind Sara and she found Tracy lying on her bed and typing on her laptop.

Sara: Whatcha looking at?

Tracy[The Best Friend]: My old site. I’m actually starting it back up…well I did start it back up. Already there are a few thousands hits and I posted a video up of when you attacked Perez. People are so happy that you’re back.

Sara: I’m glad! To think that I have a chance to get back to where I left off so soon is quite amazing! I have quite a big fan base again…and now that I have this opportunity…shit Batista doesn’t even bother me.

Sara collapsed on her bed and looked up at the ceiling.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: Sara come look at this.

Sara rolled over and jumped on Tracy’s bed, looking to see a music video that a fan made documenting her WiW return. Her very first match in the WiW played the music of “Remedy” by Cold. Sara smirked, and watched the music video go on. Footage from her WiW Championship win played and Sara could feel the smile curl on her lips.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: Think about it Sara…one year ago you were defending that title successfully against Shantelle Taylor…a girl who hasn’t been around since. This is your chance to get back to where you were!

Sara: I know…and you know what Trace…I have a real good feeling. Here….do you have a video camera?

Tracy[The Best Friend]: Yea why?

Sara: I want to make a video for my fans to put up on the website.

Tracy smiled and rolled over on the bed and rooted for her bag. She dug through it and pulled out her camera, checked the batteries, was satisfied and turned it on.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: Okay…you ready? Or do you need to prepare?

Sara: No, no, I’m speaking from the heart.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: Okay go!

Sara: Hey guys! Sara here and this is being filmed by my good friend Tracy. Um..it’s almost four in the morning after I got my first win back on Meltdown and let’s say it’s been a crazy night out. When I came back from a not so great night, I found out officially that I’m going to be facing Trish Stratus for being a number one contender for the title! I cannot explain the feeling that I have right now to any of you…I feel my heart in my throat and it just feels great. I worked so…hard…so hard to be able to get back into the ring and then to have the title so close again.

She held her face in her hands and she wiped the oncoming tears away.

Sara: This is not going away. This opportunity is not slipping away from me…I’m not going to let it. Who knows the next time it’s going to come? I wanted to tell each and every one of you that I’m fighting for you. You guys instantly got back behind me when I came back two weeks ago and I’m going to give it my all for you! Thank you guys because I fought so hard to be back in front of you guys again. Without you …there would be no Sara.

Sara blew a kiss into the camera and Tracy shut the camera off.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: If someone didn’t believe that you were a good person, and cared about your fans before…they will now.

Sara nodded and pulled her hair back behind her ears before yawning loudly.

Sara: Well this was some night, I have to get some sleep or I’m gonna just pass out.

Tracy nodded and turned off the lamp that was next to her as Sara went into the bathroom and changed into her sleeping clothes. She came out with her hair falling quaintly passed her shoulders and looking quite perfect. Tracy looked up and gave Sara a pleasant smile.

Sara: What?

Tracy[The Best Friend]: You just look so…perfect I guess.

Sara: Wow Trace. That’s not weird at all.

Tracy[The Best Friend]: Girl please, you know I love guys too much to go that way.

Sara shakes her head and climbs into bed.

Sara: I’ll see you tomorrow morning.

Tracy nods and furthers her involvement in the website that looked to be coming along in a fabulous way already. Sara positions herself in a somewhat comfortable position and looks up at the ceiling before smiling to herself. In the past few hours a hell of a lot had happened, of course it was all in a day’s work back in the WiW. She couldn’t imagine herself anywhere else; and she was so glad that she had strived to return, to make it back to where she was; there was no possible way that she was letting this go, no matter what.

End Roleplay.