7. |Titles|

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I woke feeling refreshed, and ready to go.

Tonight was the night.

I had a match against Paige for the Diva's Championship.

"You've got this. I know you do. You worked to hard to have the door slammed in your face tonight." Roman tells me, rubbing my shoulders as I laced up my Converse.

"I know. My head's been in the game since that live event. It's all I can think about." I say, taking a deep breath.

"Will you cry if you win?" He asks.

"Would you be emotional if you won the World title?" I ask.

"Dumb question." He laughs.

I nodded, and stood when Paige approached me.

"Rookie." She nods.

"You were in my shoes once if I do recall." I tell her.

"Excuse me? Is that any way to talk to your champion?" She asks.

"I believe the term is FORMER champion." I smile. "Because... After tonight, that won't say Paige. It'll say Rose."

Her mouth hung open as she backed away slowly.

I waved at her, then she turned the corner.

" Where the hell did that come from?" Roman asks.

"Nice guys finish last." I shrug, skipping away from him.

We were on right after Ambrose vs Axel

My nerves weren't nearly as crazy as I thought they would be.

I finished watching the match, and Ambrose won in amazing time.

Paige vs Rose (Diva's Championship Match)

"This is a Diva's but set for one fall, and is for the Diva's Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, from Orlando, Florida, Rose!"

The NXT chants I got were insane.

"And her opponent, she is the current Diva's Champion, from Norwich, England, Paige!"

I watched as she slowly made her way down the ramp, grinning from ear to ear.

She won't be grinning at the end of the match, that's for sure.

She got onto the apron, eyeing me like a piece of meat.

"This is my house!" She screams, holding up the title.

If that didn't light a fire under you, I don't know what would.

Another person holding what you've worked so hard for, just like it was given to them.

She handed the title to the ref, and he raised it high.

I nodded my head, and focused on Paige.

She waved at me, and smiled.

I shook my head, jumping around a little to get my blood circulating.

The bell rang, and we stared each other down before going toe to toe in the center of the ring.

"You think you've got what it takes to be a champion?" She asks, shoving me.

I grabbed her arms, and took her down to the mat, putting her into a submission right off the bat.

She scurried away, and glared at me.

I smiled, shrugging my shoulders.

Once again, we went toe to toe, until she slapped me hard across the face.

My head snapped to the side, and I brought my hand up to my cheek. I laughed.

Facing her one more time, I took a few steps back, then charged.

I speared her to the canvas, going for a cover.

Kickout at 2.

I grabbed my head, but I didn't let the count get to me like most would.

I took a deep breath, pulling the pale woman off the mat.

"Let's go, England!" I taunted, giving Paige a series of stuff clotheslines.

She grabbed her chest, rolling around in the ring.

I mocked her.

"This is my house now!" I scream.

I smile as the crowd gave me a loud cheer.

Paige slowly made her way back to her feet, only to be taken down by a sidewalk slam.

To say I had dominated so far would be an understatement.

I went to go grab her hair, but she tripped me, sending me throat first into the bottom rope.

I was gaping for air as I was being torn off the mat.

My throat was burning, and stinging as she was setting me up for the RamPaige.

I elbowed her in the jaw, then the gut.

She set me down, so I turned hey around to give her a German suplex.

We were both down on opposite sides of the ring, holding something.

My throat. Her back.

This was more than a title match for me. I needed to price that I deserve to be here.

I wasn't going to sit back to take a beating. In was going to kick ass, and win this title.

I stood slowly, contemplating my next move as Paige stood as well.

Once again, we were toe to toe. This time, it was all or nothing as we went blow for blow.

We punched, and punched until we couldn't anymore.

Eventually, Paige got the upper hand by hitting me in the throat.

I was coughing, but I got up.

Nothing, and I mean nothing will keep me down.

I stood, staggering, but I wasn't going down unless I get killed.

Paige stared on in disbelief.

She turned around, shaking her head. Wrong move.

I waited until she turned around, then I charged as quickly as I could at her, hitting her with a spear.

I went for the cover..

1. 2. 3.

"Here is your winner, and NEEEWWWWW Diva's Champion, Rose!"

I did it.

I finally accomplished my lifelong dream.

I am the Diva's Champion.

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