Clueless (o2a)

[thebostonstar]

It was Mayhem week, just two weeks after her serene embarrassment inside that very ring she was standing in now. As much as she didn't want to be in that ring, and as much as she rejected thought of being embarrassed once again, she tried to keep her head up high, readying herself to receive massive heat from the crowd. She was holding that "GCW" mic in one hand, and placed the other hand on her hip, in an almost "I have attitude" stance. Honestly, she didn't feel like being there tonight, but nevertheless, she had a crowd to please, despite her own personal feelings.

Signaling for the backstage crew to cut her music, she began. "Greetings New Orleans," she began, trying to keep her confident tone, only to get excessively booed by the crowd. She wasn't ready to come back yet, what was she thinking? Thoughts of what happened were still haunting her, she couldn't with this right now. The negative crowd was just too much. "...stop it, just stop it." She replied, in a more nagging tone. The crowd responded with a more heavier response, and began to chant "bitch," over and over again. "I am up hauled by your use of language! How could use such language on a cable-broadcasted network! It's absurd!" The whole crowd was in unison now, completely loving playing with Boston's emotions. "Cameron and I didn't know each other for more than two weeks when he proposed, what else was I supposed to do!?"

The crowd merely ignored her, as they continued to chant "bitch," even more louder now. Was she a mega-heel now? Did that little incident cement her role in the company? To be remembered as the person who publicly rejected a date-proposal? "SHUT UP!" Boston hollered, having her emotions completely overtake her , "It wasn't even a wedding proposal! IT WAS FOR A DATE. A SIMPLE DATE."

The crowd began to laugh, and eventually settled down, allowing Boston to try and calm herself. Brushing hair away from her face, and re-positioning her sunglasses on her forehead, she continued, trying to stay in character. "That's not why I'm here tonight anyways, The Boston Star doesn't bring personal matters into the open like that, what happened two Sunday's ago was just sheer happenstance. I wasn't aware what he was going to do, I wasn't aware I was going to get set up for something like that, and I sure as heck wasn't aware he was going to propose to me, so just drop it!"

They responded with their "bitch" chant once more, flustering Boston even further. Now frustrated, she slams her sunglasses on the floor, and gives the camera a stare, causing the crowd to go silent, "Now that's more like it! As I said before, I am not here to reflect about what happened two weeks ago, I'm here for a wrestling match. A month ago, I had my glorious debut, where I came out victorious against a Veign, quite the competitor, but alas, she fell victim to my pure wrestling skill! And that's what matters, right? Wrestling skill. That's exactly what you want to see, right?!" She was completely flustered now, allowing her anger to completely overtake her. "I am a professional wrestler, and I'm an actress, and tonight, I'm not here to give you guys an episode of 'Days of Our Lives,' I'm here to give you guys a good showing, so appreciate it!"

The crowd was now fed up with her attitude, and continued their chant once more. Boston rolled her eyes at this, and waited for her opponent to came face her in the ring. She needed to let out her frustrations against somebody, and she didn't care who it was.

[sumya]

And soon after Boston* is done shouting her shenanigans for everyone to hear a well-known, a very well-known theme hits all over the P.A

A special edit of "Boom" by P.O.D makes every fan react.. As the lady known as Mrs. Lights Out, Sumya appears with a mic on her hand...

Well, Boston* or Vermont* or whatever the hell you weird preppy wanna dub yourself as. I think those fans said it loud and clear, but here I am to repeat it to you.

Sumya gets into the ring and gets next to Boston*

Boston* You suck! And I don't care who you asked a date to, In my opinion all the GCW roster is equally ugly. But that's not the matter, what matters is...

What is doing a campy preppie here exposing her troubles like if this was a Jerry Springer show? Have you seen Jerry? Well maybe that guy from the crowd looks like Jerry but he is no Jerry. Don't get confused Boston* Don't let those crazy ass sunglasses blind you, your shenanigans don't matter her, but you, as much as I regreat saying this, you matter here.

Sumya starts streching

Because you will be the first one to be put Lights Out in GCW. The first one who will end this match spitting her teeth while I send a loud and clear message to this my competition... Stay away from my path, because no matter how I do it, no matter what I have to do for it.

Lights Out will happen. It's not a threat it's a guarantee!

And by the way Boston* your turn, but please save us the headache... I can go to that fan there that looks like Jerry and I handle him the mic, you explain him all your troubles and then you come up with something interesting to say. Deal?

Sumya stays there staring at Boston* while the fans give her a mixed reaction

[thebostonstar]

For the first time within the last two weeks, Boston began to laugh. She found Sumya's comments hilarious. "You totally went into different subjects there, and you totally didn't know what happened. I find it hilarious that you assume I was the one who proposed, when obviously I just stated that Cameron was the one who proposed to me. Listen next time, and choose your words carefully Sumya." The crowd hated Boston more with each word she said, the more she disproved Sumya, the more it felt like Boston was proud of what she did to Cameron just two weeks ago. "And I suck? No, no, no, you see, I wasn't the one being unfaithful to their husband just twenty minutes ago in the back." She giggled, knowing she had Sumya there. "Besides,your little triumphant message was so cliche, I couldn't believe such phrases were still in use to this day. I mean, 'it's not a threat, it's a guarantee?' Come on Sumya, I've seen your promos elsewhere, and I know for a fact this one was just that little bit rushed." Unknown to Sumya, Boston had been following her career, and when it was announced that she joined the GCW roster, she couldn't wait to face her. Screw what happened two weeks ago, this was a different ball game now.

Trying to push those memories back, she gives Sumya smirk, "So, what are you going to do now, Sumy? Kick me like there is no tomorrow? Hahahaha."

[sumya]

Sumya could see what Boston* tried to do, she wanted to get under her skin, and calling her Sumy is just one step closer to get in Sumya's hit list

Tsk tsk tsk, it seems to me that you are getting confused here Bosty I didn't rushed things, I just didn't wanted to waste my saliva with a worthless slut that will be not my opponent, you will just be my sparring.

Oh and I applaud, calling me Sumy as a way to make me angry, wow please everyone give Boston* a round of applause she used her one and only braincell for something more than being a prep, isn't she fantastic people?

And while you are clapping, start crying too, because this will be the last time you'll see Boston* she will die.

The next you will see her will be a woman, whose career has been put DEAD by me and who isn't nothing, but a bunch of failure with a funny outfit...

Now was that rushed bitch?

[thebostonstar]

Boston kept on laughing. She was finding Sumya's entire character hilarious, going back to so such predictable phrases, and trying to get the crowd behind her, like they loved her or something. "Oh, so now we're reverting to name-calling, are we? And I'm going to die? Ha, like that hasn't been said to me before. Yes, I admit, you are rather athletic, but when it comes to claiming that your opponent is going to die...that just puts a smile on a face, because everyone in this arena understands that little ol' Boston Star isn't going to die." The crowd begins to chat 'bitch' again as she begins to pace around Sumya, this was the most fun she had in weeks, "Pardon my patience, but when are you going to claim something original Sumy?"

[sumya]

There was something in the atmosphere that was bugging Sumya.. The fans

Everyone here, shut up! How can I concentrate into bringing down this bitch, if I have a bunch of rednecks acting like my eco all the time? Don't you have better things to do? Like drinking beer? Shoving nachos down your throats? Or telling your kids who to cheer and who to boo? Shut the hell up!? And I am saying this to each and everyone of you idiots right there in the drafters!

Now Sumya got the crowd on her bad side, that was the atmosphere that she loved

Oooh it seems we hae a witty bitch here, eh? A witty Seinfeld wannabe who just adds sarcasm to my words at the snap of her fingers. Well I think the mic is small for you, maybe you want something bigger? Like a megaphone, so it reaches to everyone in the stadium, even Pete the janitor will hear how witty, how smart and how stupid you are!

Boston* I admit I underestimated you here, you can sure as hell backfire some witty words, but I am the original loudmouth, here babe, I haven't worked my ass to let now a lousy Drama Queen take over my reign...

But please! I will shut up now and give Miss Witty Cheap Laugh Sarcasm some time to twist my words, and of course it wouldn't be complete if she didn't called me Sumy...

I don't call names, nor I need to, I just call the future, and the future is you Lights Out and me standing tall.

Sumya does a Lights Out faint, but instead of hitting Boston* she hits her glasses! which are reduced to broken glass

Oooooh how clumsy of me! I broke your superhero Cyclops visor, I broke your crazy ass sunglasses, what have I done good heavens, I have broken a trademark of Boston's* campy attire. God I won't be able to forgive myself for what I did Boston* But wait a minute...

Sumya takes out $10 and throws it at Boston*

With this you'll be able to get like 10 glasses of those "All 33 cent" store you bought bitch.... But wait! Please everyone be silent, I want to hear the witty sarcasm of Boston* Everyone quiet, let's hold our breath and wait for Bosty to say it.

Come on Bosty the fans trust you! Sarcasm my words!

NOW!

Sumya laughs arrogantly as she sweeps the broken glasses at Boston's* feet.

[thebostonstar]

Boston still continues to laugh. Sumya's attitude, Sumya's words, they were all just too predictable. She talked like some seventeen year old who suddenly gained an ego, and realized the hilariousness of nineties television. She broke her sunglasses, so what? It's like they held some type of sentimental value. "So, you can break glass?" She began with a sarcastic tone. "Heck, you're talking like an idiot, prancing around this ring like some little fairy princess, like you own the world, and everyone dances at your own desires. Sumya, this isn't New York, this isn't World Championship Wrestling, and this isn't your personal playground. Yes, you have your little personal accomplishments by winning a title here and there, but all of that doesn't matter the moment you walk through those GCW curtains, and claim yourself once you get your behind into this very ring." She then pauses, to take a quick breath, don't blow this now. "Anyone can mock Sumya, heck, I just did it moments ago, your little speech there, claiming that I'm going to do this, and that I'm going to do that, doesn't prove anything. Heck, your English is horrid. What type of expression is 'the future is you Lights Out and me standing tall.' It's like something straight out of your generic wrestling phrases handbook. You lack originality, relaying on phrases that people have used in the past to help bring you over. What does that say about you? That you don't have the noggin to come up with something completely your own? Gee Sumya, and here I was, hoping I would get something different form you. You're not saying anything that you haven't said to the thousands of people that faced you before. It's almost disappointing." Boston then wipes the glass on her feet towards the padding outside the ring before continuing, "I'm getting bored of you already, you could have least kicked me. At least the people here would have been 'holy crud, did you just see what Sumya did?' And they'll get all fancy, and being to cheer for you, because you finally shut my mouth. But what do you do? You instead try your take at intimidation, and try to show me what exactly you can do, and what was that? The fact that you can break a pair of "$10" sunglasses? As if. If you need to prove yourself to this crowd, at least hit me."

Boston then stands definitely next to Sumya, inviting her to punch her on the cheek. "Come on Sumya, if my future is laying on the ground, dazed, then why don't you bring it to me now?"

[sumya]

Sumya pretty much smiled at Boston's* words, she then stared at her with a "you are a big bitch" look in her eyes, then out of nowhere Sumya started clapping.

Impressive, just impressive...

However, suddenly Sumya hits a roundhouse kick that knockes the mic of Boston's* hand Sumya smiles as she keeps speaking

What did you said about your glasses? I hope that showed you to respect your superiors bitch, you might be able to mock me, you might be able to deride me in front of this fans... Just like every little idiot has done, you are not the first neither the last one that has insulted me and tried to embarass me in front of the fans Boston* But you want to go harder bitch, you want to make a name for yourself by talking down the proclaimed baddest woman in wrestling...

Good attempt but not enough to knock me down of my shoes... And you want to know why? Because you are pathetic, you came here speaking of your days of wine and roses, about how right you were for refusing a date, and not until I appeared you became fired up. Recognize it bitch, if you are getting some attention tonight, if someone has turned on your witty switch, it has been me... And if there's someone you will have to thank for having put your sorry good for nothing ass into the chosen ones, it will be me!

You said you were an actress tonight? Well you played the role of the stuck up bitch pretty decently, even Roger Eberet would personally thank you.

But once this match wins, your fame will skyrocket even more, for being the bitch who only took a minute of my time to defeat.

[thebostonstar]

Boston shrugged, as she forcibly took Sumya's mic out of her hand. "There you go again, doing the same exact thing you did a moment ago." The crowd responded with an "ooooh," as she continued, "My superior? Since when were you MY superior? As far as I'm concerned, you have done nothing to prove such status. All you have done is revert to childish name-calling, giving yourself titles you have yet to earn in this company. Sumya, where you might have been the "baddest woman" of wrestling elsewhere, you're nothing here. You're just that generic witch you wish you could be, you're just that generic Debutante with a slight attitude problem. Why? Because just a moment ago, I gave you the chance to hit me, square on the face, proving to these people who you think you are, and what did you do? You got scared...or wait, pardon me, 'you wanted to prove a point' by knocking my mic out of my hand."

Letting the crowd to react, Boston continued, "I don't need your acceptance. I don't need your approval. Face it Sumya, you're nothing compared to what you were a year ago. You've become a broken record, you've become devoured by your own ego, saying the same crud over and over again, and doing the same garbage month after month, and as far as you being my token to fame, you have it wrong honey; you just might want to switch those roles. You came to me, knowing that just two weeks ago, I got the attention of all these fans." Again, the crowd started that "bitch" chant, "And you wanted some of the heat. You felt that if you wanted to make a name for yourself in this company, you needed to take out the shining star, the Divine Role Model, me." The crowd continued their chant even louder, as Boston did one of her trademark poses.

[sumya]

she wasn't dazed by those attempts, she saw the comments of a bitch who wanted to get a name for herself.

"you're just that generic Debutante with a slight attitude problem..." Spectacular, you have to tell me where you get those phrases. I could add some into my notepad. Unfortunately for you I am not generic, I am Sumya. And since you want to know what makes me so special, maybe you should take a look at my....

Sumya then stops talking

Forget it, you know Boston* You and me aren't so different, maybe in other circumstances who knows, we could have been friends. But sadly you had to come here and make this whole "I refused a date and I am not a bitch" scene, showing everyone why you can't be trusted by anyone... If fan pressure is enough to break you, then me making short work of your ass is just too easy.

Oh yeah and you are right, maybe I didn't took advantage of you laying your face and hoping me to kick it.... But please... Would this fans think I am the best and baddest female in this business if knocked you down at your request. No they wouldn't, they would see a lousy wrestler who can't control her anger.

But when the belt rings, it's a whole different concept. I won't hold myself responsable for crippling the life of a slut who wanted to spoil my glorius GCW debut

[thebostonstar]

Boston laughed, no one could hear Sumya's bickering, since she had her mic. "Sorry, what was that?"

[sumya]

As Boston* kept laughing Sumya took out a napkin from her attire and wiped off the sweat from her forehead. She then snatched the mic out from Boston* and stamped the sweated napkin in her chest in return

Shhh. I won't repeat what I said, I am not your pet parrot Bosty and by the way I have spoken, I have said it all... I am your superior, you just plain suck, save the drama for someone who cares and please last more than 5 minutes in the ring with me... And I bet that Cameron will be taking a huge laugh when she sees your ass kicked.

You said you wanted to give us an episode of "Days Of your Lives" ? Well guess what, tonight, you will just be worse than a "The Waltons" re-run

Oh and if you are gonna pester me now about what I said... Please save saliva you will need it to give excuses next week after why you came up so short into defeating me.

Sumya this time grabs the mic and shoves into Boston's cleavage showing total disrespect for her opponent.

[thebostonstar]

The crowd was loving Sumya with every action she did, cheering her disrespect towards Boston, after what she did to poor Cameron. Shaking her head, and pulling the napkin out of her top, allowing it to float towards the ground, she grabs the mic, with a little more attitude and gives Sumya a smile. "I find it funny how you still claim to be my superior when you have yet to prove such a claim. I find it hilarious that you claim I suck, when obviously, you could say the same about yourself, in more ways than just the obvious. But above all, I find it ridiculous that you don't seem to listen, just react. Because, you see...if you were really listening in the back, I never said I wanted to give these people an episode of 'Days of our Lives,' in fact, I said the exact opposite. Instead of just reacting, and saying whatever comes into your mind Sumya, why don't you listen, and say something at least somewhat intelligent. Maybe then you would grabbed your mic from my grasp before your little rant a moment ago, and get the creditability that you think you deserve."

Pausing, to allow the fans to react, she continues, "You see, it's easy to just call someone a 'witch,' or a 'blunt,' anyone with that 'I want to kick your behind' mindset can come up with such insults. They're those dependable words that you use, hoping that such an insult will strive your opponent to get angry, to get that mindset advantage. However, those words are so overly used, that such insults barely hold any kind credibility anymore, just like yourself." The crowd begins to chant again, Boston looking to be somewhat disturbed, but keeping her cool,"You see, you're nothing now. You might have been something a few months ago, but now, now you're just like one of those curse words, so overly used, that they completely lost their meaning. Completely lost what they stand for. Completely lost their sense of attitude."

She then walks away from Sumya, mic still in hand, as she leans against a turnbuckle, relaxing a bit, "And here I thought your little debut would have been a little more enthralling. I guess I was wrong. You're just like everybody else." She then tosses the mic over her head, and onto the padded ground. Raising her hand into the air, she mimics the hand motion to ring the bell, as the bell sounds.

-- END

[thebostonstar]

-*MayheM Spoiler Warning if you haven't watched the match yet*-

The match was said and done, and Boston stood victorious as Sumya laid on the floor, somewhat dazed at what just happened. Heading outside the ring, and towards the announcing area, she asks for a mic, and heads back inside, getting into the face of the fallen Sumya.

"Aww...is poor little Sumya tired?" she began in a childish tone, now laying her stomach on the floor, taunting Sumya as she was trying to collect what was happening. "Here I thought the scenario was going to opposite of this, with you guaranteeing your victory, and all that jazz. I suppose you couldn't even live up to your own hype. How sad, how very, very sad." She then gets back up and leans in the nearest turnbuckle, the crowd hating Boston with every single word she was saying. "Little old Sumya, thinking she owns the world, how crass. I suppose her little kick just isn't enough anymore, right crowd?" The crowd begins to chant once more, as Boston merely shrugs it off. "It's not like you people know anything anyways. If you really wanted to get into this wrestling ring, then you wouldn't be fans, but on the actual roster. Who's the loser now, eh?" She is simply received a nice bickering from the crowd as she smiles. "Well, I suppose my little job is done. Sorry honey, maybe you should have stayed in New York." She then drops her mic, and heads her way outside the ring, leaving a defeated Sumya on the mat. As soon as she reaches the tron-area, she turns back around, and laughs at the defeated woman before heading backstage, to get herself out of character. Boston had more important things on her mind at the moment; the Cameron issue.