A/N: Back with another story…like it, then it's all good and swell. If not then I'll just delete it. LOL…oOo yea, I forgot I don't anything except for Tara.
Tara Christmas walked down the empty hall that led to the general manager's office. The sterile atmosphere it brought was disturbing, and it didn't help by looking at the immaculate surfaces of the linoleum floors that were reflecting the glow of the fluorescent lights up above.
It was not only that, but the way that the rest of the wrestlers stared at her. The cold, dark looks they gave her was enough to make her want to run all the way back to her hotel room fifty miles away.
Their incredulous stares ended when she walked into the office of the general manager Theodore Long. He greeted her with a humungous, bright smile that lit up the entire room.
"Yo playa. It looks like you actually made it here," he said. It was like he was reading my mind.
"I'm sorry, but I didn't have a chance to introduce myself. My name is Tara, Tara Christmas."
"Well Tara, it looks like you will be starting off on your new job today. You will be a valet for, let's see, ah John Cena!"
"Oh that will be very delightful My Long!"
"You may call me Teddy, if you wish. I would, actually, prefer that."
She just smiled and shook hands with Teddy Long and left the room. Tara was confident that she would be great at her job and kind of went off into her own little world, that is until a certain hand slapped her hard on her face.
"Owww, what the hell was that for?!"
"One, you were off in LaLa Land, and two we need to talk!"
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain on her wrist as this young lady pulled her over to the corner of the hallway. Soon, the hand withdrew from her wrist.
The young woman gave her an intense look.
"You don't belong here you know. Nobody wanted you to come, but Teddy insisted that you came. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be standing here at this exact moment."
"I-I don't understand what you mean."
"Oh, don't you go and play smart with me. You know perfectly well that nobody wants you here!"
Tara just looked at this, this evil woman with wide eyes. How could she say this to her when she barely knew her. She had to have been exaggerating.
"And who exactly are you, may I ask?"
"Me? Oh, my name Dawn Marie. By the way, it was a pleasure meeting you."
She held out her hand most likely anticipating for her to grasp it and shake it. Tara did, but she did it in a very precautious way. She could tell that this woman was trying to be nice, but couldn't help but notice how she stared at her.
Her eyes were like the rest of them. They just gazed up at her in a ghastly way. They never took their aim off of her, and it frightened her.
"Now tell me Dawn, why don't I belong here?"
"Because you don't Tara. You're a loner and everybody will look down upon you from this day on and for eternity."
"Wait a second, how'd…." But she had been cut off. Dawn Marie just walked away in an instance.
How had she known her name. Was it coincidental or was it just plane paranoia that was getting into Tara's head? She noticed though, that Dawn had been right. Everywhere that she had walked, every corner she turned, everybody just stared at her. Now, all of their eyes were truly beginning to look the same.
It was from this day forward that her life would change forever. She never knew that hate could go so far. Far enough, that it could reach death.
She never knew, until she saw a pair of baby blue eyes staring back at her.
A/N: I will not give away the point of this story, It'll all just come together sooner or later. If this doesn't do good after the first couple o' chapters, then I will just delete it. Till' then, please R&R! oOo…sorry for the fact that this was so short! It's just been really busy where I am so I had to quicken things! LOL…xoxoxo