Life in the Fast Lane

Ashley arrives several hours later than the required check in time of one in the afternoon when all of the other talent came in to get ready for the inaugural edition of CWA Wired. She's wearing a polo shirt and khaki pants she had purchased from Brooks Brothers with her top of the line Dolce & Gabana sunglasses. As usual she has her iPhone seemingly attached to the side of her head while she is walking with a small Italian leather duffel bag containing her ring gear in the other hand. She is deeply involved in her conversation and is completely aware of the people giving her scornful looks because of the volume of her inane chatter.

Ashley Lane: Ugh, yeah I know these Canadians are so awful. They all smell like syrup and shame. It's soooooo gross, but they pay me so I have to put up with it.

Jeremy Borash sees her and moves in quickly looking for an interview. She does not even see him approaching and continues speaking into her phone. JB gets even closer and makes noises attempting to gain her attention, but she continues turning a blind eye to him. Eventually he pokes her on the shoulder and her face shows an expression of extreme disturbance as Ashley turns around and looks at Jeremy Borash.

Ashley Lane: EWW! One of them is trying to talk to me! What should I do?!? No, I looked at him already so I can't pretend I didn't see him. So you mean there's nothing I can do? I have to actually talk to this filthy, creepy guy?! *SIGH* Okay, ttyl!

She ends the call and shoots a glare at JB as if saying "this better be quick" without even speaking a word. Jeremy holds a microphone up and attempts to start an interview.

Jeremy Borash: You do realize that you were supposed to be here three hours ago right?

Ashley Lane: Oh, so what are you here to tattle on my like a small child? Real mature buddy.

Jeremy Borash: No, but I'm sure the people in charge already know you are late.

Ashley Lane: Whatever, I'm a star they won't do anything to me. Those "mandatory" rules are just for the lower card rabble anyways. They would never dare impose such a rule on someone as famous as I am.

Jeremy Borash: Suuuure, anyways you are facing Alyssa Mace tonight and a lot of people backstage say she is favored to win against you because she is bigger, strong and a sound technical fighter.

Ashley Lane: Who said that?!

Jeremy Borash: People...

Ashley Lane: Tell me who said it right now or I'm going to break your scrawny little neck.

Jeremy Borash: You're smaller than me.

Ashley Lane: Shut up, when it comes to wrestling size and strength don't matter. It's all about star power and that's what I bring.

Jeremy Borash: That doesn't really help you win matches though.

Ashley Lane: I will win, don't you worry about that.

Jeremy Borash: Well, I heard Alyssa Mace, your opponent, said that she will make you submit tonight.

Ashley Lane:She really said that?

Jeremy Borash: Yeah, I have the video if you want to see it.

Ashley Lane: No, I'd rather not she her disgusting face right now. Haha. That's so funny though. She really thinks she can make me tap out?

Jeremy Borash: That is what she said.

Ashley Lane: What a dumb bitch!

Jeremy Borash: Is that really called for?

Ashley Lane: Yes in fact it is. I mean how stupid can really be? To say something so ridiculous it even makes you appear as a genius beside her. To imply that I would give up in one of her rest holds is just absurd. I'm going to go out there and make her wish she never crossed this Lane. She's going to have the shortest contract in CWA history when I force her out of the business on the very first show. I really can't wait to see her grubby face being smashed into the mat by my boots, which by the way probably cost more than her house. I mean she is from New Jersey; a state that is just the radioactive dumping ground for New York City's trash which breeds a bunch of orange Guido mutants with spiky hair and fist pumping habits. The only place on the planet I can think of that's more awful than New Jersey is Canada, but that's a whole other story which I'm not going to get into now. The simple fact is that I am going to make her wish she had never opened her vile little mouth full of crooked teeth when I am done with her tonight.

Jeremy Borash: Alright, well good luck in your match tonight.

Ashley Lane: Eww, don't talk to me anymore!

As she says that Ashley extends her right hand to show him her palm then she struts off and restarts her ritual of phone chatting while she walks. Ashley makes her way further into the arena and eventually gets into the completely empty women's locker room where she puts down her bag and begins to make herself at home. Out of nowhere there is a knock at the door which she does not acknowledge because her conversation has her completely engrossed. The knocking gradually increases in force and volume until she is forced to recognize it.

Ashley Lane: Oh-my-god! I think this loser is coming back for another interview. Hold on I'm going to shove him off real quick.

Ashley paces over to the heavy steel door and swings it open to reveal one of the many nameless backstage employees. She sighs and begins to slam the door just as quickly as she opened it when he grabs it and prevents her doing so. Furious at the idea that someone would stop her from doing as she pleases Ashley's face turns beet red and she begins shouting at him.

Ashley Lane: WHO IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!?!? YOU DON'T JUST COME KNOCKING ON MY LOCKER ROOM DOOR AND THEN EXPECT TO TALK TO ME. NO GO AWAY BEFORE I GET YOU FIRED!!!

She is now breathing heavily and several people in the hallway are now gathering around at a safe distance to try and figure out just what she is so angry about. The backstage guy to his credit seems completely unphased and just stands there with a blank look of disinterest across his face.

Backstage Employee: The boss wishes to you see you, now.

Ashley Lane: Boss? I am my own boss and I go where I want when I want.

Backstage Employee: Whatever you say Miss Boss, but I was told if you don't report to the owner's office immediately you are going to be fired, so I'd make it a point to go there now.

Ashley Lane: GRR! GET OUT OF MY FACE!

She storms out of the door and shoves him out of the way and she flies through the corridors backstage towards the office of the CWA Owner...

Recent

Articles

Options

Stats

Members

Stats

Users Online

Words of Wisdom