High life

[Jayme]

Summer had arrived at the MTS Center in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, where Warfare was set to take place later in the evening. Tonight was the night the King and Queen of the Ring tournaments officially kicked off. She found herself facing Natalya, who was one tough cookie in the ring, so she knew she had her work cut out for herself. Not that Summer would ever admit to that on screen.

She had arrived a little earlier than most of the other stars. Summer managed to squeeze in another work out, practically having the gym all to herself. After finishing a few sets of burpee's, working up a good sweat, she decided to take a small break when her iPhone 6 Plus started ringing. Summer used a towel to wipe her face off and swiped her nail across the screen of her phone to answer it. A split Skype screen appeared on her phone of her two best friends, Sasha Banks and Eva Marie.

Summer: Hey boo's!

Summer waved to the camera. Both Divas smiled in response. Eva and Sasha appeared to be in different locations. Eva Marie sat in a make up chair surrounded by her hair stylist and makeup artist friends. Sasha was in a car, being chauffeured around.

Eva: Heyyy!

Sasha waved.

Summer: Where are you guys?

Eva: I'm actually in Cali right now. I have a photo shoot with Shredz, so I'm here with my glam squad. I figured since I'm not scheduled tonight that I'd come see my family while I'm here.

Summer: Boo, you whore. I wanted to go to lunch or something!

Eva: My bad! I'll make it up to you.

Summer: Sasha? Where are you?

Sasha adjusted her phone.

Sasha: Booked for media all day.

Sasha spun her phone around to film her driver who seemed to be driving at a snails pace.

Sasha: 'Dis foreigner dude driving me around can't seem to drive fast! We're going like 80 under the speed limit or something. Green means go, dude! So go! Tuh.

Sasha faced the camera back at herself, and rolled her eyes after she yelled out at her driver.

Sasha: I think EBWF could afford to employ better drivers... Especially for the Women's champion.

Summer: I think all the Cena's, Ikeda's and Orton's took all the good drivers. They always get the best of everything.

Summer shrugged.

Summer: So I guess that means neither of you will be coming to ringside for my match.

Sasha: If I get done with everything in time I will. Who are you facing again?

Eva: I'll be there next time, promise.

Summer: Uh, I've got Mantalya for the eleven billionth time. Like I've already beat her so much it's not even funny anymore. But that Jeffrey Star wannabe needs to stay relevant somehow, so why not suck off my fame? I mean look at us, we have the most successful female stable like ever, all of us are champions. Then here comes Nat's out of nowhere, only showing her face when it benefits her.

Sasha: Right! We've been out here all year long, slaying as usual. While she's been off in her mansion with Wes Ikea. Bet she probably thinks she's actually deserving to face me for my title. Pfft, girl bye. You have to earn it first!

Eva: You got this, Summer.

Summer drank from her water bottle and nodded.

Summer: Well obviously. I actually did work to get where I am! She got her opportunity off her family's name. She may have been in the Hart dungeon or whatever, but who even cares? She got that chance because of her name. Not because she actually did anything to earn it. None of my family was in the business before, so all my success comes from me and me only! I wasn't handed opportunities on a silver platter. She always has and continues to get special treatment because of who she's married to.

Eva: Yeah but what if it ends up one of us facing Sasha for the title?

Sasha didn't say anything. It was obvious the thought hadn't really crossed her mind.

Summer: Then so be it. This won't change anything between us. I mean it's better for us to keep it between one of us three, than anyone else on the roster. But we can cross that bridge when we get to it.

Sasha: Yeah but this title isn't going anywhere. I love both of you but this title is gonna stay with me for a LONG, loonnnnggggg time.

Summer: Well, we'll see but anyways, tonight it's about me taking down Nattiecakes and kicking her out of the tournament early on. Then I'll send her back home on a one way flight to St. Louis. She can enjoy her fulfilling life of cleaning that obnoxious mansion she lives in.

Eva: They probably have maids for that.

Sasha: Maybe she can fix that ratty hair of hers. Not cute.

Summer snickered.

Summer: Over all, I feel confident that I'll advance into the next round. I wanted the support of my bae's but I see how it is. Too busy for me.

Summer made a pouty face and laughed.

Summer: Just make sure to pencil my match into your busy schedules.

Eva: Will do! Good luck byeeee!

Sasha: Just make sure to stomp out those tree trunk legs of Nattie's. You'll do just fine. Catch you on the flip side!

Summer: Bye!

Summer waved and all three disconnected from the call. Summer set her phone down and smiled to herself. She always felt better after talking with her girls no matter what was said. Summer stole another sip from her water bottle before she went back to her work out.