Cassidy shifted in her bed. She was half asleep already but stirred when she thought she heard a sound.
Crrrrrrreeeeeaaaakkkk.
There it was again. She looked at the clock. 2:47 AM.
"Cammi?"
Cassidy was more alert this time. She slowly and quietly got out of bed and tiptoed all the way to the living room of her and Cammi's tiny shared apartment. She saw a light shining from the computer there. She made her way through, and let out a sigh of relief as she saw Cammi sitting in front of the monitor. The sound that woke her up had to be that damn squeaky chair. Cassidy walked quietly behind her and read the screen she was looking at.
"Kayfabe Pro Wrestling Academy"
Sign up today and start step one of making your wildest wrestling dream come true!
The webpage was adorned by the school logo on the very top and right below that was a picture of who Cassidy assumed were the trainer and his class. She blinked her still drowsy green eyes and kept reading over Cammi's shoulder, and she started to delve even further into the page. Kayfabe Pro Wrestling, they both learned, was only about two miles away from where they lived. Not only that, but completely affordable for them too. It didn't look like the fanciest school and it definitley wasn't a well known one, but it was better than nothing and it was right there. Cammi bit one of her fingernails and without thinking whispered, "Why haven't we heard of this before?"
"Eeeeeeek!!" Cammi was stunned by the unexpected voice right next to her ear. She let out a tiny shriek and without so much as a second thought she swung the nearest weapon, a hairbrush, in the direction it came from.
Smack!
"Ahh god, Cammi! What was that for!?" Cassidy exclaimed, clutching her nose with both her hands and taking a few steps back.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" Cammi exclaimed shooting up from her seat but barely holding in her laughter. As much as she felt bad and wanted to make sure Cassidy was alright, she had to admit it was pretty damn funny.
"You think this is funny?" Cassidy scowled at Cammi from between the fingers covering her face. "Come here."
"What? Why? I'll go get a bandaid or s-something," Cammi stuttered, trying to ease her way out of the room. She didn't like it when Cassidy's green eyes flared up the way they were doing right now.
"No. No. Stay away from me, you just gave me a heart attack," Cammi said as she now ran away to who knows where to get away from Cassidy. However, Cassidy quickly followed and caught up to Cammi, managing to partially take her down in one swift sweep of her legs and hover over her, hooking her own arms under Cammi's and raising them above her head successfully executing a Full Nelson hold.
"You almost broke my nose, you ass."
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Let me go!" Cammi exclaimed, heartily laughing through the pain.
"You know what to do."
Cammi grunted before she stretched her arm out enough to tap out on the closest. Cassidy smiled and gladly let go. "Man, you're getting better at that," Cammi acknowledged.
"I know," Cassidy smirked.
Cammi smiled but her face suddenly dropped and she looked hesitantly at her hands. "So...ummm. We start tomorrow," she mumbled before walking past Cassidy.
"Wait? What?" Cassidy followed her and rubbed her own now wide awake eyes, not believing what she was hearing.
"What do you mean 'we start tomorrow?'" Cassidy demanded, putting a hand on her best friend's shoulder to turn her around to look at her.
Cammi closed her eyes for a few seconds before staring Cassidy right in the eyes. "I... I took what you said last night to heart. All that stuff about the divas gaining respect."
Cassidy sighed, "Well yeah, but-"
"Just hear me out. Please,"
After a silent pause, Cammi took a deep breath and continued.
"Wrestling...Wrestling is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. I love the sport. I love all the people. I love the fact that a person can tell a story solely with what they can do with their body. I have loved wrestling since I was a child and I will always love it and I know for a fact that it's the same for you, too."
She took a few seconds to recompose herself and started again. Cassidy waited patiently to hear her out.
"We have way too much passion and respect for this beautiful company to leave it just like that. Yesterday, with the divas, that was inexcusable and I get it. But, we can't just stop being a part of something we've been with our whole lives."
At this point, Cammi had a tear streaming down her face. She wiped it away quickly and just kept going.
"And since we can't stop watching, then let's do something about it. Let's fucking change this company." Cammi ended her heartfelt speech before the lump in her throat could ruin it for her. Cassidy didn't know what to say, she simply stepped forward and wrapped Cammi in a tight hug and smoothed her hair away from her face.
"You're serious about this aren't you?"
Cammi only managed a nod and Cassidy squeezed her tighter.
"We'll go together, then."
"Thank you."
"Of course. Wrestling means the world to me, too. It saved me. And maybe we're crazy, but let's take a shot in changing it, no. We will change it. Not just for us but for them, too."
Cammi let go and took a step back, "Is that a promise?"
"That's a promise."
They fist bumped each other and held it there for a few seconds before dropping their hands, something they adopted from their admiration of the Shield and their brotherhood ( something they've adored and although, now broken up, they held very close to their hearts), and called it a night once again. They were gonna need the rest for the hell that was waiting for them the next day.
Cammi and Cassidy entered what was now going to be the center of their lives: the training center that was Kayfabe Pro Wrestling Academy. They looked around to and took in the atmosphere with wide eyes.
"We have made a terrible mistake."
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Takeover
FanficNewly debuting WWE divas and long time best friends Cammi Storm and Cassidy Wolfe have high hopes of making it big in the Diva's division. Time after time, however, they are mistreated by the company, the fans, and the other wrestlers. Constantly un...