On Fleek

[Jayme]

OOC - Had terrible writers block. Good luck to everyone.

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The cameras opened the scene backstage in the arena parking garage. A sleek black stretch limo pulled up near the arena doors. It was impossible to see who the occupants inside were due to the dark tint on the windows. Music was booming from inside and the sound of laughter and singing could be heard. The limo door finally popped open and out stepped the Mean Girls. The trio quickly recomposed themselves once they realized cameras were around. They had obviously been having too much fun in the limo, but now their entire demeanor changed in a split second. This was time to get serious. Or at least as serious as they were capable of being.

Summer: San Jose better be ready for us!

Eva: No doubt, we're going to paint the town red tonight!

Sasha: Move over Beautiful Dangerous, the new champs are in da house!

The Mean Girls did their signature snap in unison. They walked forward towards the arena doors where a bulky security guard pulled the door open for them. The camera inside the arena focused on the Mean Girls from a front angle as they walked down the corridor. Summer, Eva, and Sasha looked like "the Plastics" more than ever in this moment. Every hair in place, dressed to the nines, and casting bitchy looks at people they didn't deem worthy of their gorgeous smiles.

Sasha walked in front of Eva and Summer. Sasha's Women's title sat comfortably over her shoulder as the trio walked down the halls with complete confidence. They felt untouchable.

Summer: I can't believe tonight is the night! My first ever Wrestlemania match and I get to have one of my bae's out there with me! Eeeek!

Eva: It's so dope that Wrestlemania is finally here!

The girls shriek in excitement at the thought of what was to come. Or at least what they thought was to come.

Summer: Eva, this is totally our huge moment to shine! We're going to walk out of here tonight as new Tag Team champions! All three of us will have our bling!

Eva: Trish Stratus and Natalya better SWERVE! Red and Gold are going to clean house tonight!

Sasha: I'm sure Trish and Nattie aren't even taking this seriously right now, but it will be their mistake! This is a major serial moment right now! My girls are on fleek!

Summer and Eva practically beamed at the thought of holding the titles. Eva had already officially been one half of the Divas Tag champs before. Summer's only experience with the tag belt was under the Freebird rule, when she stepped in for Sasha Banks who had suffered a devastating eye injury. Twice.

The trio almost stopped in their tracks when Michael Cole came into view. Each one of them looked put out that he seemed to be standing around waiting for them.

Eva: Nerd alert.

Summer: I almost thought you were talking about Trent Barreta for a second.

Summer giggled to herself. Sasha scoffed.

Sasha: Ew. I'll deal with Cole over Trent any day.

Summer: Trent probably isn't even here. He's too busy playing video games in his Mom's basement or something lame like that.

Michael Cole had noticed them by this point and waved them over. The Mean Girls hesitated a moment before giving in and walking over to the interview set. Summer held her hand up at him to keep him from speaking into the microphone just yet.

Summer: Listen dweeb, you're not off the hook from the last botch job interview you did with us.

Sasha: Tuh, yeah! Botchmania to the extreme, 2-K-15!

Summer: In fact, we didn't even plan to grant you the privilege to talk to us, or even be within 50 feet of us at any point in time. So you better do this right, or we will formally request Renee Young for all future Mean Girls interviews!

Eva: Yeah! and it would be a huge blow to your career if that happens. So get with the program!

Michael Cole: Understood. I just simply wanted to ask you and Eva Marie about your match this evening with Beautiful Dangerous? Your opponents this evening for the Divas tag titles here at Wrestlemania 14.

Summer: How do we feel? We feel amazing. On top of the world. Nattiecakes and Trishypoo are so yester-YEAR!. I mean seriously... SNORE. What the hell have any of them even been doing the last year? Aside from Nattie fraternizing with upper management, and Trish preying on younger men like the thirsty cougar she is. That hardly counts as an achievement.

Eva: They lucked into those Divas Tag titles and everyone knows it. My girls and I have said it all along, and it still stands true tonight.... out with the old and in with the new!

Sasha: Fattie and Trash may have been a good tag team five years ago, but now they're old news. Hanging on by a tread.

Summer: Thread.

Sasha: Yeah! I hope they're ready to take a backseat to my ride or dies! They know nothing about BAE life like we do. A bunch of has been's don't compare to a Boss and her Queen Bee's.

The trio nodded in agreement with one another.

Summer: In case you've been sleeping this whole time, Beautiful Dangerous, we've actually been doing WORK all year long. Where the hell have you two even been? That's a legitimate question I want an answer to!

Summer looks at Sasha and Eva who shrug. Summer looks back at Michael Cole.

Summer: Well? What have they been so busy doing all year?

Michael Cole: I - I honestly couldn't tell you...

Summer: My point exactly! Then they randomly resurface for a title shot they never even deserved? Pfft, NEXT!

Eva: Basically, Beautiful Dangerous is a thing of the past. Mean Girls are the new craze and lets just be honest here... those titles look the best on us! No one else compares.

Summer guided the microphone in Michael Cole's hand closer to herself.

Summer: Eva and I will happily shove them back down whatever sewer drain they managed to crawled out of this time. The EBWF has been booming without those two spot light thieves around. EBWF only needs them to sell merchandise and show up to signings. Maybe sprinkle a few Make A Wish's in there. But really, those two can just sit pretty at ringside. They can even cheer-lead for us on the sidelines, we'll allow that.

Eva: Seriously, we'll let you sit out. I mean, we don't blame you if you do. It would be smart career wise. Think about it Trish, can you afford an injury at this age? You may not bounce back from it like you did when you were younger. You haven't been in the ring as much lately.

Sasha: You can just fortify the titles and save yourselves the trouble and embarrassment.

Summer: I think forfeit was the word she was looking for, but Sasha is right. Give us the titles and you two can... well, go back to whatever it was you were busy doing. Or not doing. Or whatever.

Sasha: Yeah pop out some more babies or something cuz this isn't the place for you anymore.

Eva: After tonight, you ladies will be DISMISSED from being the Divas Tag champions!

Sasha: You can bank on that!

The three did their signature snap once more and walked off the interview set without another word. Cameras faded out to a commercial break.