chapter 14
"Did you see her face? That was
priceless!" Tasha cheered as the five
walked backstage. "Yep! But stacy deserved it! That's
what you get when you mess with a member of Team Xtreme!" Matt said.
"Well, we'll let you guys go shower and get changed. We'll meet
you in the conference room." Jami said.
As the three women walked down the hall they ran into
Edge, who was getting ready for his match. There was a thick tension
between Edge and Tasha. They just stood there watching each other.
"Uh, good luck in your match against Test." Jami said
to break the silence. "I'd wish you luck, but you might forbid me
from that too." Tasha muttered. Edge looked at Tasha with a
hurt expression, before turning to Jami. Edge smiled at Jami, "Thanks
J." and then he walked past them.
Jami linked her arm through Tasha's. "Now,
let's go to the conference room and you can tell us what is going on with you
and Edge."
***
Jami sat in a chair and threw her feet up on the table.
Tasha and Lita both grabbed a seat and sat in a similar style. Both Jami
and Lita looked expectantly at Tasha, waiting for her to explain her reaction
to Edge. "Well, we were talking in the locker room.
Somehow we got onto the subject of valets and stuff." Tasha began.
Jami noticed that she was tapping her hand on her leg anxiously and her
usually blue-green eyes were now clearly a green color. A color they
only turned when she was pissed off. "I told him that Vince had
offered me the position of being his valet." Jami interrupted when
she heard that, "That's great! You'd be able to travel with us.
You'd be able to see Edge more! I bet he liked that idea!" Tasha
shook her head. "No...he went totally spazztic on me. He told
me that I absolutely could not join the WWF. That he wouldn't allow it.
Can you believe he said that...he wouldn't allow it!?! So of course I told him
that he had no ownership over me! That I could do whatever I damn well please.
And of course, he didn't take that to well. That's when Lita knocked on
the door and the arguement ended there for the time being." Tasha
finished. "But, I bet it's not finished." Lita
commented. Tasha shook her head sadly. "Far from it.
I can't stand when people tell me to do, and he knows that. He thinks he
can forbid me from doing something with my own life? Where does that guy
get off? Can you believe that? I do my thing, my way, and if I'm
gonna screw up, I'll do it my way and I'll do it royally. I don't need
his help for that." Tasha told them, her eyes shooting sparks.
"You go girl! Just remember, he's a male.
They all have this major malfunction where they think that they can tell us
what to do, and what we can't do. Jeff does it too. In fact, that's why
I was whoop'ing up on him in the locker room earlier. I wonder why Edge
doesn't want you in the WWF?" Jami
wandered out loud. "Maybe he's worried that your going to get
hurt like I got hurt." Lita whispered to them. Both girls
looked at her like she had grown a third head. "Your probably
right, but isn't that my choice? Just like it's your choice to go out
there, or Jami's choice to go out there, or even his DAMN choice to go out
there!" Tasha started off. "Don't yell at me! I'm
just suggesting a reason for him being a pig-headed jerk. A cute,
pig-headed jerk, but a pig-headed jerk no matter." Lita said.
Their conversation was cut short when Matt and Jeff entered the room, looking
very wet from their shower.
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