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.::Disclamer::.
Don't be a right click thief. Just ask me, Jayme
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The cameras scanned the outside of the Resch Center in Green Bay, Wisconsin, where EBWF's 2014 Survivor Series was going to take place in just a few short hours. After scanning over the sold out crowd of lively wrestling fans, the cameras took us backstage. We are taken into a personal locker room set aside for the EBWF Divas Tag champions, Eva Marie and Sasha Banks. The duo were both sitting on their own chairs with their names written across the back. The chairs were placed in front of their personal make up tables, and their title belts hung over the sides of the chairs. Summer Rae sat on one of the couches in the locker room, filing her nails. Summer couldn't deny that she was a bit disappointed with it being another PPV she was not booked for. She was beyond proud of her BFF's, but she couldn't help feel a little left out in this moment.
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
So Sasha, how's the eye doing?
Sasha sighed in an almost exasperated manner and studied her own reflection in the mirror. She examined her eyes and frowned at her slightly red and irritated eyes.
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
That fairy wannabe almost blinded me! Tuh. I can't wait to knock her back to Neverland where she belongs. I've done everything to get rid of the irritation and nothing is working!
Sasha exhaled in frustration.
«°×All.Red.Everything;;Eva.Marie×° »
Don't worry, they will both be seeing all red everything when we're done with them!
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
I mean, what if I become blind like Helen Killer?
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Keller.
Sasha rolled her eyes... well the best that she could.
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Whatever. Her name isn't important, my eye is!
«°×All.Red.Everything;;Eva.Marie×° »
Wasn't she born that way?
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Who?
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Helen Keller.
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
What way?
«°×All.Red.Everything;;Eva.Marie×° »
Deaf and blind.
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
I don't know her life! Why do I care? I just don't want to become blind, tuh!
Sasha flipped her hair over her shoulder and continued to apply her make up. Summer gave her friend a weird look and shook her head. Summer continued to file her nails on the couch as she spoke next.
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Okay, well my point is, you can't be like Helen Keller. She was born blind, she didn't go blind during her life. There's a difference.
This of course, wasn't true at all. Helen Keller did indeed go blind after her birth, around 18 months of age. Not that any of the Mean Girls really even knew this or cared, but they liked to think they knew almost everything. Sasha stood up from her chair and teased at her hair with her fingers.
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Who even cares. Tonight is about us beating that dancing idiot and her fairy friend. I want Alexa, she's going to pay for this!
Sasha signal towards her eyes.
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
If she thinks she can blow her stripper glitter in my eyes and get away with it...!
Sasha picked up a can of hair spray and went to apply some more to her hair, when she inadvertently sprayed herself in the eyes. Almost instantly she yelped out in pain and covered her eyes with her hands. Summer and Eva jumped up, unsure of what happened exactly.
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
I'm BLIND!!!
Sasha yelled out and started to panic as Eva and Summer tried to calm her down.
Summer and Eva: What happened?
Sasha sat back on her chair. She started to rock back and forth in pain, her hands still concealed her eyes. Summer stood to her left and Eva stood to her right.
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
The hairspray! OM-GEEE!
Sasha cried out in pain. After a few moments, the girls convinced their friend to try and open her eyes. Sasha couldn't do it, no matter how much she tried. This caused her to get even more upset.
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
I can wrestle like this! We can't- we can't lose our titles to THEM!
Sasha cried as her two close friends gave her a hug and consoled her. Summer's face suddenly lit up as everything hit her.
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
I got it!
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
You got what? I can't see, remember!
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Exactly! You can't see... you can't wrestle tonight. I mean, your match is about to come up and you can't even open your eyes. So... let me do it for you!
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Open my eyes?
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Ugh, no! I mean wrestle.
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
So you want to take my spot?
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Well... yeah. Free bird rule, remember?
Eva and Sasha perked up at this, remembering that they had discussed this in the past. Sasha was obviously still upset about not being able to see, and not being able to wrestle. It seemed, however, as though her spirits had been lifted a little bit more by this.
«°×All.Red.Everything;;Eva.Marie×° »
That is genius! I mean, what other option do we have? Sasha can't wrestle like this. No way in hell are we losing the titles to those two...
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
I know, right! Like, I'd rather help reform the Beautiful People and hand the titles back to them, before I'd let Alexa Bliss and Emma take them. And I HATE the Beautiful People. Real talk.
The cameras cut to a commercial break for a few minutes. Once it returned to the Mean Girls locker room, a trainer was examining Sasha's eyes. She had them open slightly but couldn't see anything out of them. Her eyes were a deep red, from what little could be seen.
«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Watch it!
Sasha hissed at the trainer when he clicked on his little hand held light and flashed it into her eyes.
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Is she going to be okay? It won't be permanent, right??
«°×One.And.Only;;EBWF.Trainer×° »
She has severe irritation and it's going to take some time to heal. It won't be permanent as long as you protect your eyes from any further damage. I'd suggest not rubbing your eyes, no contacts, no makeup for at least a week or two.
Eva and Summer exchanged a look between each other when he said no makeup. They were obviously all fans of makeup so this wouldn't be easy for Sasha.
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
We gotta go, Sash. The match is coming up next. I guess we'll see ya- er- we'll be back in a bit.
Sasha nodded where she thought they were standing, but they had already walked out the door. The trainer continued to examine Sasha as the cameras followed out Eva and Summer Rae. Eva held both the titles until they walked out of the locker room. She looked at Summer and handed her Sasha's title. Summer took the title and looked at it with envy, almost mesmerized by it for a moment. Sure, she had seen the belts plenty of times, but she had never held it before. It felt good. Almost TOO good.
«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Oh my, it's so beautiful!
Summer practically squealed with excitement.
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