The Coach: Taylor? I think everyone is headed out already.
-The blond looked up towards the announcer with a pair of red eyes, a furrowed brow and stiff lips. It looked as though she might have shed a tear or two. Coach pulled up a chair in front of her, realizing she may have wanted an opportunity to vent. Taylor sniffled and began to speak without raising her head up at all.-
Taylor Wilde: I really, really did have plans for that title. And I lost it to someone who is so ugly on the inside. And even worse I lost it to someone who underestimated and talked down to me like I wasn't worth anything....
-The last few words came out very sharply as she lifted her head and glared forward-
Taylor Wilde: I'm not happy, Coach. Not one bit. Right now I have nothing but revenge on my mind.
The Coach: Well, I do know something that might cheer you up. You are going to get another opportunity to face Ariel. At the pay per view she is going to be leading a team in a traditional Survivor Series match. You are a part of the opposing team and you've got Trish Stratus as one of your team mates.
-Taylor's admiration for EBWF's longest reigning Women's Champion was a well known fact. And hearing that did bring a small, soft grin to her face as she wiped her eyes.-
Taylor Wilde: Can I ask you a question?
The Coach: Go right ahead.
Taylor Wilde: Why does The Ministry get so much promo time?! Seriously! Do they have dirt on someone or something? I had to sit through like eighteen promo's from Ariel this week! Do you know how BADLY I wanted to win just so I could shut her up? Yap, yap, yap, blah, blah, blah! They sure do run their mouths a lot for the group that's supposed to be so dark and mysterious!
The Coach: Uh, I'm afraid I don't have an answer to that.
Taylor Wilde: It's funny that they are supposed to be mistreated or brooding or whatever but they're really just the pack of mean girls from high school that act like spoiled brats and treat everyone like dirt. No wonder they don't have any friends.
The Coach: This is a lot more of an attitude than we are used to seeing from you.
Taylor Wilde: I'm sick of them! Have I mentioned that? I'm tired of Ariel, Allison Wonderland and whoever that other one is. And now she has my title that she doesn't even appreciate and is probably just going to get fake blood all over. I'm NOT afraid of them and I never will be. And do you think I'm going to go out there with Trish Stratus as my partner, something that makes me want to jump out of this chair and scream about, and lose to them again? No. Way. But after the Survivor Series they are going to have a reason to be afraid of me. Yes. ME. Taylor Wilde. The one they called a little girl and a has been. The one that they didn't take seriously. Waiting until Sunday until I can get my hands on them is going to be very hard for me. They made an awful mistake in waking up a sleeping dragon. Or giant. Whichever it is, it's a powerful force that stomps all over smaller beings and I'm ready to unleash it. Can you move aside for a second, Coach?
-The Coach abides and shifts his chair aside so the camera can focus it's lens upon Taylor.-
Taylor Wilde: Ariel. Allison. Listen very, very closely. Because, unlike the two of you, I don't need a press conference, two managers and three hundred hours of promo time a week to get my point across. I can speak for myself. You have something that belongs to me. You may have other people on your team but YOU are my focus. I promise and I swear to you that when we get in the ring you are not going to be facing the happy-go-lucky, sweet and innocent Taylor Wilde that you think is such a joke. You are going to be standing across the ring and staring at someone who is going to make you feel as miserable and unhappy as you made her. You took something I was very proud to call mine and now I have nothing to lose. There's nothing you can do to me now. If I have the opportunity, I will pin both of you and I will do it emphatically. I don't know who else is on your team yet but I strongly, strongly suggest that they stay out of my way. And I seriously hope that you doubt what I'm telling you right now. And I hope that you make jokes about it. Or just do what you usually do and talk about souls and corpses or whatever. Because after I beat the both of you and after my team wins, I'm going to smile again. Bright, like a thousand suns. And you can both go running back to your coffins and seal them up nice and tight. And when you're inside of them, dark and cold and beaten, you can remember who you are hiding from. The "little girl" that you thought you knew so well.
-Having said exactly what she wanted to, straight from the heart and with a ton of passion, Taylor retrieved her bag from the floor and stood. She pushed an exit door open and made her way outside as the camera zoomed in on this before fading to black.-
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"Alright class...."
-One simply cannot mourn forever. Taylor had said her peace and was fully intent on keeping her word come Survivor Series. But she was used to set-backs like these and wouldn't allow them to consume her. If she thought that way for an entire week it would surely drive her insane. She needed something to clear her mind and had found exactly what she needed. An Elementary School in Florida had entered a contest to have an EBWF Superstar teach their class for a day and Taylor was just the diva for the job. As she entered the classroom the eyes of the children grew wide and they dropped to absolute silence. They soon began to cheer in a raucous manner and it caused Taylor to shrink back behind the desk, covering her ears in surprise.-
Taylor Wilde: OK, OK! I'm glad to be here too but we've got things to learn today!
-Taylor slid a pair of glasses over her eyes as she apparently thought that this would make her look more studious. She turned to the blackboard and wrote "Miss Wilde. SUPER AWESOME =D" with a large piece of chalk. Then she took a fistful of multiple colors and drew a double rainbow directly underneath of her name. After that she turned to the class once again.-
Taylor Wilde: Alright, class. Today we are going to learn about good people and bad people. But we have to start off with baaaaaad people first....
-She wiggled a couple of fingers which drew a couple of "ooooh's" from the audience of youngsters.-
Taylor Wilde: And the very first one I have to show you is the baddest bad person ever.
-After removing a poster from her folder, Taylor slapped it onto the blackboard behind her to reveal the following image:
Children: AHHHHHH!!!
Taylor Wilde: Settle down class. It's really not her fault she looks like that. She's a vampire and she can't see her own reflection when she get's dressed in the morning.
Little Boy: A-A-A v-v-vampire? Really?
Taylor Wilde: Really! Well, OK, not REALLY. She just really, really likes to pretend. Now pretending is fun, don't get me wrong. I LOVE to pretend! It can be a lot of fun. But some people pretend so much for so long that they forget who they are. Like Ariel for instance. Her name is Ariel by the way.
Little Girl: Like the Little Mermaid?
Taylor Wilde: Kind of! Except that Ariel the Little Mermaid is much cooler and is a GOOD person. This Ariel is a bad person. And she's also a PHONY. And that is our first word of the day! "Phony". Say it with me. Phoooooooonnyyyyyyyy.
Class: Phooooooonnnnyyyy.
Taylor Wilde: Excellent!
-Taylor takes a large piece of orange chalk and writes the word "Phony" across the monster-ized poster of Ariel. She adjusts her glasses and pulls out a dictionary, thumbing through until she reaches the P's-
Taylor Wilde: Phony! Bogus! Having a misleading appearance! That is Ariel in a nutshell. A big, fat, phony. Ariel is very good at pretend time but that's really about it. She is a terrible excuse for a human being, mean, nasty and smells like something you might find underneath of your desk. She think it's Halloween 365 days a year! Isn't that silly? Or dumb? Which do you think?
Class: DUMB!
Taylor Wilde: Great job! Gosh, you guys are smart!
Little Girl: I'm not going to look like that when I grow up, am I?
Taylor Wilde: Gee, I hope not! As long as you try your best to be a good person and not a phony, you won't ever turn into a gross, bad "Ariel". But do you know what you should do if you ever run into an Ariel? Don't be afraid, first off! Just tell an adult like me! WE know how to take care of Ariel's. We just grab them, give them a nice big kick in the rear and send them right back to where they came from! Nothing to it! Any questions?
Little Girl: Didn't the Ariel monster steal your pretty belt?
Taylor Wilde: She did! Ariel's are also thieves! But don't you worry one bit! I'm going to get it back real soon. But first I have to teach her a lesson. And it won't be pretty but sometimes these things just have to be done.
Little Boy: Are you going to give her a spanking?!
Taylor Wilde: Well, we adults give a different kind of spanking. And it usually involves our fists flying into the bad person's face. Over and over and over and over again!
-Taylor turns to the chalkboard with her back to the class and spreads another poster across it. She glances over her shoulder before dramatically stepping aside to reveal her next image:
Class: AHHHH!!!
Taylor Wilde: This is Allison Wonderland. Another bad person!
Little Girl: T-That doesn't look like Alice!
Taylor Wilde: Oh. No, no. Not Alice in Wonderland. ALLISON Wonderland. Understand?
Class: No.
Taylor Wilde: Well, all you need to know is that THIS Alice is not like the Alice you are thinking of. The Alice you are thinking of is brave, imaginative and curious. This Alice just smells like old eggs. See? She's even saying it in her picture! This Alice also....well....she has a LOT of boyfriends. I mean a ton. Almost every day it seems like she has a new one! That's just no way to be. And that brings us to our second word of the day. "Nobody". Allison Wonderland is a ....
Taylor Wilde: Class, you should always try to be your own person. We all have our own talents and some of us are more talented than others. That doesn't make us any less special! But some people, like Allison, get to the point where they just leech off of their more important friends and become completely invisible! You don't want to be invisible, do you? There's only one thing I know how to do well and I've often been told that you only can do what you know how to do well! And that's be you! Be what you're like! Be like yourself! Don't be an Allison! Don't be a "NOBODY". Or else thiiiiiis could be your future. Nobodies like Allison never do anything extraordinary and I know all of you can do something SUPER COOL if you don't follow her path. But that's impossible because Allison has a very rare condition where she was actually born without a shred of talent! Now our next set of baddies is actually a pair of them....
-Taylor makes some room for a poster of LayCool which she spreads along between Ariel and Allison-
Class: AHHH!!!!
-Taylor gives a confused blinks, scratching at the side of her head while looking back at the picture then offering a shrug-
Taylor Wilde: ....But I didn't even do anything to that one. Anyway! This is Layla and Michelle. Layla is the shorter one. I know her pretty well because I've faced off with her a few times. I don't know Michelle all that well but I know what they are. And that is "SNOBS". A snob is someone who thinks they are better than you just because they might be pretty or rich. There's nothing wrong with being pretty but there is something wrong with treating other people badly because of that. And that is exactly what LayCool tries to do. They are sort of like Allison and Ariel because they are their only friends. But that's what happens when you're so mean to everyone! And you should treat people like you....
Class: Like you want to be treated!
Taylor Wilde: Yaaaay morals! You guys are the best students ever. But it's true! If you're nice and positive good things will come to you. If you act like LayCool you will just have a lot of angry people yelling "BOOOOO!" whenever you show up. And it doesn't matter how good you are at something, and LayCool are very good wrestlers, no one will want to be your friend. So don't be Michelle or Layla's. Unless....that's your actual first names and then you don't really have a choice. But you know what I mean! They also share a single brain between the two of them and it's obvious because they both think completely identical thoughts at all times. One more and I PROMISE we'll get to the good people!
-Taylor begins to put up that image of Daffney along with the others but it freaks the kids out that they don't stop screaming and trying to hide behind one another. Taylor quickly puts it away with a sheepish expression and waves her arms, trying to calm them down-
Taylor Wilde: Sorry, sorry! You can come out now, it's gone. THAT was Daffney. Daffney is what we call "Crazy". And you all probably know what that means. Nuts! Cuckoo! Loco! I used to be very afraid of Daffney too, just like all of you, but she actually taught me a very valuable lesson. And that is to face my fears head on and don't show any fear whatsoever. Beating Daffney really helped me to turn around my career. She's very dangerous and I wouldn't recommend hanging around with people like this if you have a choice. She likes to scream REALLY loud but the only screaming she's going to do is after my team gives her a whuppin' of a life time. Daffney doesn't have any friends but I don't think she would like a friend either! It doesn't sound like she even wants to be on her own team! Don't let this be you! Just keep all of your marbles and you'll be just fine. And also try not to be a zombie. I don't think that's too hard to do, huh?
Little Boy: Y-You have to fight z-zombies and vampires?
Taylor Wilde: Yup! I'm in kind of a weird business, kids. OK. Now who is ready for the good people?
Class: YAAAAAAAYYY!
-After removing the scarier images of the heel team, Taylor spreads a poster large enough to fit over the entire blackboard. It was a photo shopped picture of herself, Trish Stratus, Torrie Wilson, Talia Madison and Courtney Taylor. They were depicted as angels with a heavenly glow behind them, holding harps with gossamer wings and holding golden harps.-
Taylor Wilde: The good people! First we have Trish Stratus. Trish is AWESOME. She's pretty, smart and you should definitely want to be like her when you grow up. Erm. If you're a girl. I know with her on my team there is no way we can lose. We all have our heroes and she's mine! Oh! And Torrie! Torrie is a good role model too! A former champion! Torrie can beat just about anyone and she's very kind and sweet. And, well, there's me of course. I guess I'm pretty neat but I don't want to talk too much about myself! And....the....other two. Talia and Courtney. Honestly, I don't really know very much about them? But guess what? They are good people! And we are going to be victorious and claim the victory over team Phony-Nobody-Snobby-Crazy! NOW. Do we have any questions?
Little Boy: What color is your underpants?
Taylor Wilde: Puuuuuurrr--PERVERT!
-Taylor points to the kid and shakes her head as a security guard escorts him out while giving him an ear full-
Taylor Wilde: Any questions....about what I was telling you about?
Little Girl: So if we are good and nice and kind we can be angels too?
Taylor Wilde: Yes! Totally cool and amazing angels! The prettiest! You will shine so bright and vividly! All the way across the sky! And boys? Ummm. If you guys are good and nice and kind you'll be able to shoot lasers out of your eyes!
-The boys hoot and holler and high five one another while shouting "LASER EYES!"-
Taylor Wilde: Alright kids. That about wraps it up. At the Survivor Series I'm going to put these principals to practice! Just you wait and see! And like I told you, don't be afraid of anything! Now who wants candy?!
-To make anything with kids a success, candy is a sure fire bet. When a large box filled with an assortment of treats is placed onto the desk all of the kids come rushing up to get their share.-