2 Months Ago
Toronto, Ontario
Her green eyes narrow some, looking down at the piece of paper, pen in hand as she ponders, it was a contract, trying not to make contact with the one man that is sitting across from her. Curling her toes, feeling the sweat in the palm of her hands and bottom of those feet, the woman known as the Sexy Flawless Diva finds herself negotiating for the first time in a long time with Mr. D, who has finally returned to the SCW as the boss. No matter what was seen in front of camera at shows of the past, behind the scenes Kennedy Street always respected him, though they were not always on the same page once, she was probably his biggest headache, she even tried to seduce him once and because he didn’t bite, Kennedy assumed he batted for the other team. The tips of her perfectly manicured fingers with the naked polish tap slowly on the hard top of his desk catching his attention…
Kennedy: Sorry for keeping you, honey.
Mr. D: It’s totally fine, what do you think after reading it? I believe it’s a fair offer.
She sat in silence for a moment, her eyes gazed at the contract, reading the fine print, while reaching into her purse, taking out the iPhone, placing it next to her. Kennedy was ready to come back though Mr. D was a bit surprised by it due to her prior success in Hollywood….
Mr. D: I know you have made a few appearances to watch the shows live, but it was equally welcoming as well. Then I was caught a bit off-guard when Jonathan told me that you would be interested into coming back, I mean after all, you are a Hollywood star now, I’m sure the red-carpet treatment is much more enticing than wrestling these days, though I would love to have you back in the fold.
Kennedy lets out a hum to herself tapped her lips with her index finger in thought. Whatever it was she was considering brought her attention back to Mr. D, she smiled.
Kennedy: No offense Mr. D, but you kinda need Kennie back. Yes, I am a Hollywood star, yes, I make a lot of money off each film I make. Honestly, the reason I’m here is to help you.”
Mr. D: …Ok? So, is that a yes or a no, Kennedy?
Kennedy: Well… Here is the thing, I was really hoping that we could negotiate a little more, for example this says nothing about parking and if we’re being honest here, I need a parking space close to the exit door of each arena we hold shows at.
Mr. D: And why is this again?
Kennedy: Ugh please tell me you’re paying attention honey, you know why…. Paparazzi of course!
Mr. D: Right, paparazzi…
Kennedy: Oh please, you know they’re like vultures, you just have to look how they treated poor Bree during all those scandals…
Mr. D: Right…
Kennedy: You know I’m right Mr. D, besides you don’t want Kennie to end up like Princess Diana, right?
Mr. D watched Kennedy’s mouth moving but at times opted to just nod and smile, however this comparison got his attention…
Mr. D: You mean to tell me you’re afraid of dying in a Paris tunnel because of paparazzi…?
Kennedy: …Maybe? You know you would cry at my funeral, wouldn’t you?
Mr. D: Maybe?
Kennedy: Oh honey, be honest… You’d be sad.
Mr. D: I would be sad, but I would if we lost any of our talent.
Kennedy: Good, because you don’t want to see a Kennie meltdown right now had you said no.
Mr. D: God no we wouldn’t want that.
Kennedy: Yeah honey, it’s a real mess. Runny makeup, it’s a thing but I’m beautiful either way.
Kennedy pauses to look at herself in a reflection of one of the many framed posters in Mr. D’s office. He then coughs to grab her attention.
Kennedy: Oh right… Sorry honey. So, as I am reading this contract, I think I need a few provisions.
Mr. D: Okay, I’ll humor this train of thought for now because it is you. What provisions are you thinking about?
Hearing that from Mr. D put a smile on the glossed lips of the Sexy, Flawless Diva.
Kennedy: Well, we already discussed the parking spot, but I would also like upscale catering as well, Kennie needs to keep her figure honey. Of course, Kennie is a busy lady, so no house shows for the time being, I film during my days off from wrestling, gotta make the money honey. And of course, one more thing….
Mr. D: Of course there is always one more thing isn’t there, which is?
Kennedy: The salary.
Mr. D: What’s wrong with it?
Kennedy: Ollie, honey… you know better than anyone in this industry that Kennie is Cash, because o that a girl gotta get paid here.
Mr. D: I think I have given you a fair offer Kennedy all things considered.
Kennedy: Puh-lease honey, I think we both know that I’m making Holly Adams money here with this contract, come on now it’s me, Kennedy you’re favorite and everyone elses star.. I need something a little more…. You know, appropriate for a woman of my beauty, my stature, my TALENT. So, here is my trusty calculator, I love these iPhone’s, you don’t need to be smart anymore…. Do you even remember anyone’s number these days? I sure don’t.
Kennedy smiled.
Mr. D: In my line of business, I try to.
Kennedy: Bless your heart honey, after all this time I’m glad Alzheimer’s hasn’t set in yet. Okay, after making some calculations here, this is what I am worth.
Kennedy slides the phone over to Mr. D who’s eyes widen not believing the dollar amount she is asking for.
Mr. D: Uh……. You want 10 dollars?
Kennedy: Wait… what!?
Kennedy checks the phone and holds up a finger counting quickly in her head before taking it back and adding more zeros…
Kennedy: Okay… there… that’s better, Kennie forgot to carry the one…
Now Mr. D looks at the phone and blinks in disbelief…
Mr. D: You want ten million for the stay of the contract?
Kennedy: What?! No of course not, I want that a year.
Mr. D sat there in silence, staring at all those zeros as he now felt a migraine coming on….
TO BE CONTINUED
A TRUE HOLLYWOOD STORY
CHAPTER ONE
Many would say that wrestling had not been the same without Kennedy Street around, while she did grind on the nerves of many, she entertained fans and was a unique presence, as Kennedy was not one to be malicious in anyway, at least not in the last few years of her tenure, but what the Sexy Flawless Diva brought was something entirely different and it wasn’t just competition, it was charisma and a whole lot more. Kennedy Street though had gone off to Hollywood and make movies, she was given the opportunity to expand and really make a name for herself on both the theaters and on Television. Of course, Kennedy wasn’t going to win any Oscar’s anytime soon but don’t tell Kennedy that.
Surprisingly though she is back in the SCW to the chagrin of many, but that is not going to stop Kennedy Street from getting the most out of any situation that she could. That meant the SCW, she had some things left to do, like becoming Supreme Champion and most importantly a World Champion again, it was all about one thing for the Sexy Flawless Diva right now and no one had any idea…
$$$
Beverly Hills, CA.
Two Days Before RTG
Her long tanned legs rested on the lavish coffee table, bare feet with the matte baby blue polished nails crossed over almost blocking her view of the television. She was absolutely gorgeous in a white summer dress, her sandals sat next to the couch. SCW was preparing for a Fan Fest later on that day as her 15-year-old, adopted daughter, Sonya who was taken in after her mother who was one of Kennedy’s good friends back in 2009 was killed, walks up to her wearing designer jeans, black blouse and wedge sandals, her long blonde hair hangs over her shoulders, handing Kennedy a cup of coffee…
Sonya: Here’s your cup of Jo’.
Kennedy: Did you spike it honey?
Sonya: Huh? Mom it’s like 8 in the morning.
Kennedy: Oh, a little Bailey’s and some Kahlua will go perfect with it, I have to deal with fans today and I haven’t done it in so long, not like being an actor where you can act snobbish, and they still will love you for it no matter what. Wrestling fans are fickle, then again, I’m so hot, they will forgive Kennie for being a bitch.
Sonya looks over at the TV, Kennedy continues to sit day by day watching her movies, she is always trying to find what the critics are talking about. Sonya glances over at her mother’s desk in the corner, her workstation, a stack of bills catch her eye, they haven’t moved in weeks…
Sonya: Is this why you’re going back to the SCW?
Kennedy’s green eyes shift from the TV to her daughter, quickly pausing her fourth movie that went straight to streaming service, “Killing Me Loudly”.
Kennedy: Why?
Sonya: That.
She points to the stack of bills sitting on the desk. Kennedy quickly sits up, taking her feet off the coffee table, slipping her feet in her overly priced Gucci sandals before standing up and grabbing the bills, opening the drawer and dropping them in the cabinet before slamming it shut.
Kennedy: No. We are not in debt; we are not starving for money as you can see. When we bought this mansion a year or so ago, I would never spend money on something I couldn’t afford. Everyone lives in the Hills, so it was better we kept away from there. I’m going back to the SCW because it needs me.
Sonya: It needs you?
Kennedy: Yes, Sonya. It needs me more than ever. Look at their ratings, the wrestlers that are there now, we can sum it up in one word, BORING. It has nothing to do with money. I have plenty of movies lined up and I am also in contract negotiations for an HBO Max series, so don’t worry honey, you’ll still be able to shop at Rodeo Drive and wear Prada.
Sonya: You buy me Prada; I’d wear Marshall’s if I had too.
Kennedy pauses, gasps, grabbing her chest, she can’t believe that the “M” word was even mentioned…
Kennedy: Don’t you ever curse like that in this house again!
Sonya: Oh, whatever. Drink your coffee, going to be late to this Fan Fest if you don’t.
Kennedy: Sonya, listen to me, alright. We are not poor. We are not in financial difficulties. Your dad makes plenty of money for the SCW and I have so much lined up. SCW is a special place for me and well, why not have some extra income.
Sonya: Mom… you haven’t done a movie in months. I know you signed to do that one with Dom Teller, but come on. A year ago, you were gone like all the time filming. I read what people say about you on the internet.
Kennedy: Fake news, honey. Come on, aren’t you doing the whole charity thing today?
Sonya: Yes, we are all meeting at the Seaquarium.
Kennedy: Right…. The whole save the turtle thing.
Sonya: Something like that, yeah. I love you.
Kennedy: I love you too.
As they peck on the cheek, Sonya grabs her things and leaves. Once the door closes Kennedy stares at the cabinet from her desk where she dumped all the bills that have accumulated in the last few months. She knew the well was drying up, her movie roles were getting thinner and thinner, to the point the ones she was being offered were bad gigs that would make her look too desperate or show that she has failed as a Hollywood actress, but there was no way that she would end up as some YouTube “Whatever Happened To Kennedy Street” type of deal. She turns, walks over to the remote control and restarting the movie, looking at her Apple Watch before kicking off her sandals and sitting back down. She has about an hour to play with before heading to the Fan Fest.
Lying back, Kennedy can’t stop but think about how she even arrived here….
Five Months Ago
Hollywood, CA.
Kennedy was starting to see her movie roles dwindle, she came hot off the presses when first leaving the SCW and getting so many starting gigs, the Sexy Flawless Diva had already 5 movies under her belt and three television shows. Kennedy’s IMDB was growing pretty fast and during that time she upgraded and bought a mansion, moved to Beverly Hills, became the starlet she was once again and did all she could for Jonathan and Sonya. Kennedy Street wanted it all, after she met Jordyn Basset a few years ago she hired her as an agent, and since then has done a tremendous job for her, but that was then, but after her last set of movie things started to get extremely complicated, and that is when Kennedy realized maybe her Hollywood career was starting to wind down, though she refused to believe it.
Wearing white tight bell pants, open toed heels and a loose pink blouse, her long blonde hair hanging down, nails polished a matte hot pink, Kennedy walked into the offices of Jordyn Stanley for a meeting, walking in, the two kissed on the cheek, Kennedy sat across from Jordyn who was styling a white suit and black pumps with a matching black blouse…
Jordyn: Thanks for coming on such short notice.
Kennedy: It’s okay honey, so how many roles do we have lined up?
Jordyn: That’s why I called you, Kennedy.
Kennedy: I love it honey, you couldn’t tell me over the phone or by text because the list was too long, this is amazing!
Jordyn: Actually…. There is nothing.
Being a bit taken back, Kennedy made somewhat of a shocked and surprised gesture at the same time trying to figure out what she meant by nothing…
Kennedy: Nothing? As in ….. that is the name of the movie?
Jordyn: As in NOTHING, Kennedy. Seems like with most of your high budget recent releases which let’s face it have practically bombed at the box office, whatever is coming through the pipeline is hosting some random Streaming service show or I could probably get you to be a play-by-play commentator on the new season of Wipeout. Outside of that, the Dom Teller project is all I have on the books, thank god we have that, but I am still trying.
Kennedy: Try harder.
Jordyn: I am, Kennedy. You as in the package itself is very marketable, the problem is all that is even inquiring about you are parts that want you naked.
Kennedy: Like…. Porn? Oh honey, do not tell me I am washed up and all I can get these days is porn!?
Jordyn: No… no… not porn Kennedy, but they are low budget exploitation movies, that all they are looking for is a fine piece of ass to give their movie the big budget feel, but the problem with those type of movies, once you get type casted in them, in a few years you’ll be doing conventions with a bunch of nerds carrying naked pics of you that they want signed. Then that leads to random Tubi movies and foot fetish videos.
Kennedy looks down at her feet admiring them for a second…
Jordyn: You’re not even being serious right now and considering this!?
Kennedy: I have pretty feet, honey.
Jordyn: That is not the point. I am your agent, I try to get you the best possible parts, and everything that you had at the beginning was production companies willing to spend the money on an unknown because of your wrestling star power. You were a fresh face, they love when athletes make the transition, market to another type of crowd, so they were willing to spend the big bucks and really put all their eggs in one basket, but this is Hollywood, you know that better than anyone, it becomes about “What have you done for me lately” type of scenario. No one wants to invest in your projects except Deep Cover 2, the first one was a success by Hollywood standards, so they feel this is a cash grab. Aside from that, there isn’t a person right now that wants to take a big budget plunge with you and that is me being honest. There are some small projects I can get you connected to, but the money is not good.
Kennedy: Okay… okay…. I have more to offer than just perfectly pedicured feet here. You have to help me out, Jordyn, there has to be something! I need to be working and making movies, I have bills to pay and trust me, have you ever purchased an Aston Martin with NO money down? Can you imagine the payments a month? They are more than some people’s mortgages, honey! How will I sustain my Whole Foods and Fresh Market grocery shopping, huh? You won’t catch me dead at Aldi’s or the “W” word.
Jordyn: Walmart?
Kennedy: Oh God, shut up, never say that word again, honey! Do something, please.
Jordyn sits back, a bit flustered because she wants to help Kennedy, she loves her charisma and enthusiasm, deep down inside she knows that Kennedy means well, may not always come off that way. After thinking about it for a bit, she then sits up….
Jordyn: Wait… I have an idea.
Kennedy: Okay… I like ideas.
Jordyn: Tomorrow night there is a huge dinner party up in the Hills that I was invited to. I have a plus one, I was going to bring a date…. But then I would have to pay for an escort, and I don’t feel like spending the money for some lesbian to make five grand just to go down on me.
Kennedy: Five grand? I’ll do it for Ten.
Jordyn: I know you’re joking.
Kennedy: Am I? Whatever, ask me again in a month and I may not be. Back to the party, who is throwing it.
Jordyn: His name is Morgan Baxter. You have heard of him, old school hot shot movie producer, he was good friends with Kubrick, Hitchcock and Chaplin.
Kennedy: So, he’s old as dirt?
Jordyn: Very influential and rich. If he likes someone, they make movies no matter how bad they are, besides there are going to be a ton of very important Hollywood elites there, we can network. What do you say?
Kennedy: Of course. I’m in.
Jordyn: One thing, I will warn you, his girlfriend? She is a character.
Kennedy: I’ll keep that in mind honey.
That sounded promising after Kennedy came here with high hopes hoping for anything positive to happen here. She seemed a little more relieved, though there was still nothing in the works, at least not yet, but this party maybe just what she needed.
Beverly Hills, CA.
Two Days Before RTG
Staring at her phone, The Sexy Flawless Diva pondered the thought of even going to Fan Fest. She still sat there with her bare feet kicked up on the coffee table when she heard the door open, turning to see Jonathan Knots walk in wearing jeans, a suit jacket and SCW t-shirt, sporting some sneakers. He has a few bags he had to pick up and take to the fest and since they live in town and the Rise to Greatness weekend is 30 minutes up the road, it was rather convenient. Knots though looked a little surprised that Kennedy was still sitting there. She looked ready to go, but seemed like something was off…
Knots: Is everything alright babe?
Kennedy: Yeah… everything is fine.
He notices she is watching one of her movies and knows exactly what that is leading to.
Knots: You have to stop this, Kennedy. I know what you are trying to do, but you keep watching these movies over and over, to find what, mistakes? Sometimes it isn’t the actor, it’s the script that sucks, or the filmography, the way it was shot, it can be a tone of things, not just all concentrated on one thing, in this case it happens to be you.
Kennedy: It’s like studying tape honey. Anyway, I have time, the place it what, half an hour away. Sonya is gone to her Seaquarium thing and here I am trying to find the energy to get up and go to this.
Knots: I thought you were looking forward to this?
Kennedy: Oh, you know. Been a while since I had to meet and greet wrestling fans, not the same as a Hollywood star, need to muster up the energy and patience. Besides, I don’t even go on until the afternoon.
Knots knew that there was something bothering her, and he had a feeling what it was. He had quickly come home to pick up a few things and head right out to thew arena, sitting down next to her, he places his hand on her soft thigh, she turns to look at him….
Kennedy: I’m not doing a quickie right now, Jonny. I’m already dressed, have my make up on, smell like vanilla lavender and you slobber all over me like a St. Bernard.
Knots: …..
Kennedy: Seriously, not right now.
Knots: I didn’t want sex.
Kennedy: Oh, so now I’m not attractive to you? If I am not arousing you then Jonny, maybe you have EPD.
Knots: EPD?
Kennedy: Erectile Peni….
Jonathan quickly cuts her off…
Knots: I know what it is, I don’t have that, and I am not trying to say that you are not sexy, you’re amazing, that is not what I am getting at here! What you are doing is obsessing over something that at this moment you cannot control. Maybe go see an acting coach, talk to some other actors and see what they can do. You’re just sitting here when you signed a contract to go back to the SCW and be a full-time wrestler again.
Kennedy: Yeah, and I was supposed to get a challenger step up when I went out to the ring on my glorious return, and nobody showed up. No one wanted to step up to the ring except one bitch who hasn’t wrestled for SCW in 9 years, the other some Cheez-Wiz sucking trailer park trash and both of those were on Twitter. Where was my big moment? There wasn’t one honey, so I had to hijack Bree’s.
Knots: Are you that loyal to Bree after all the shit she has done?
Kennedy: Jonny, isn’t that bad, but did I not hijack her match anyway!? I’m not coming back to the SCW and not being a top star in the Main Event, sorry Kennie doesn’t work that way, no mid-card for me, nuh-uh honey and I feel bad, okay maybe just a little….. like a little little little bit that I did take her moment, but seriously, this company needs a some star power and it is dry like a witches vagina right now. Besides I still have a grudge with Ravyn Taylor, AND after what she did to me last week, threatening to punch my moneymaker, honey? THIS right here, the most beautiful face in professional wrestling today!? No… no… it doesn’t work that way, Jonny. I have been completely ignored except for Asher Hayes who seems like the ONLY man…. Besides you of course that has ANY taste in this goddamn company!
Knots: Look, I know that things didn’t turn out as we thought, your debut should have been like the most talked about thing on the show.
Kennedy: I was supposed to be in the Taking Hold of the Flame battle royal, but commitments were in the way of this. It has been a nightmare, so I made my call and took my shot, honey. Sorry not sorry that I pissed people off. After the way they all treat this Sexy Flawless Diva on Social Media? They are lucky to even see me, Jonny. I… I’m sorry. I’m, just really upset and tired. This isn’t getting any better.
Knots: What is?
Rolling her eyes, she stands up, placing her hands on those hips of her, tilting the head as if he didn’t know what they were talking about…
Kennedy: Really!? Sonya starts asking me questions this morning about our financial situation because all those bills that have been stacking up for months were sitting on my desk, and I am supposed to be okay with that? We are going broke, Jonny! Your income and my erratic income is not enough. I don’t want to give any of this up!
Knots: We may end up doing that, Kennedy. So, what, we downsize, fuck it.
Shaking her head, Kennedy was adamant about this…
Kennedy: No way…. No fucking way. I’m not going to look my parents in the face and tell them I failed. KENNEDY STREET IS A FUCKING STAR! Right?
Knots: Of course.
Kennedy: You totally hesitated in saying that.
Knots: I did not!
Kennedy: You totally did! I need that drink now. Hello Bailey’s, my old friend….
Knots: Kennie, you can’t drink before the Fan Fest, come on. We can stop at Starbucks and get you a French Vanilla Caramel Iced Latte with three shots of Espresso and some sugar in the raw.
Kennedy: Awww… honey you remembered my drink!
Knots: Anything for you beautiful.
Kennedy: Say that again.
Knots: Anythi….
Kennedy cuts him off….
Kennedy: No… no fast forward to the “B” word.
Knots: Beautiful?
Kennedy: Yes… yes! Say it again.
Knots: Beautiful.
Kennedy: Perfect, thank you honey. Now go do your thing, I will be there shortly.
Knots nods and gets up, grabbing what he needed before they kissed, and he heads to the door. Kennedy looks on, still worrying, wondering and now it has consumed her very thoughts. That is when all of this started, when the movie industry left Kennedy behind. Walking back to the desk, she opens the drawer and glares at those bills for a moment, thinking about the night everything seemed to change….
Hollywood Hills
5 Months ago
She looked stunning in her black dinner dress, arched open toed high Louboutin heels, long blonde styled wavy, walking in with her agent, Jordyn Stanly in also a short crop white halter top and bell pants. The manor was massive, made of glass almost, the view was amazing, as Kennedy walked in and automatically was inside with all the top Hollywood elite. This could be her time to network. With a glass of Merlot in hand, they had spent already an hour or so mingling with people, nothing had come of it yet but there were many eyes on Kennedy, if anything else at least for how she looked and that would get a foot in the door. It definitely wasn’t working with Blake Mason and Shaun Cruze that made her famous. The Sexy Flawless Diva walked out to the back, the pool was huge, the scenery was even better.
Jordyn: I saw A few people I need to talk with, don’t worry, I will take care of you. Mingle, get to know them here, I mean you’re already turning heads.
Kennedy: They know me already honey. That guy, Richard Ingram, Lionsgate. He’s into Sadomasochism.
Jordyn: How do you know this!?
Kennedy: Men have this thing about telling me like it’s impressive. Remember you talking yesterday about the foot fetish videos? Martin Cole, Paramount. He would worship my feet all day honey and trust me, to get a gig I have thought about it, Kennie wasn’t above this sort of stuff back then. I have Jonny and Sonya now; I’m not sleeping my way to the top. Where is this gracious host of ours?
Jordyn: I don’t know, I have not seen him at all, but he’ll show up. Drink your wine, enjoy the sight, give me ten minutes, I’ll be back I promise.
Kennedy: Okay… pinky swear.
Jordyn: Pinky swear.
As both ladies give a pinky swear to one another, Jordyn is seen making her way toward a group of men. Kennedy watches for a bit before she turns, and a rather larger and flamboyant woman is standing behind her with two special cocktails. The very blonde woman wearing a pink suit, heels and white blouse, smiles…
Woman: This party has some of the most attractive people here, so I looked around and tried to see if one stood out and when I found them, I would offer them this lemon, passionfruit and goldenberry martini, a concoction of my own design.
Arching her eyebrow, Kennedy is trying to figure out if she knows who this woman is, if she is important or just some Hollywood elite looking for a piece of ass and Kennedy was on the menu which would not be surprising in the slightest…
Kennedy: I don’t accept drinks from strangers, honey.
Woman: Oh, I totally understand. You never know if one has a roofie in it. My name is Antoniya Olivia Sovran, everyone here calls me Toni. Now you know who I am, Kennedy. We are no longer strangers.
Kennedy: I don’t recall telling you, my name?
Toni: Oh, come now, darling don’t be coy. Resistance Earth? Deep Cover? Killing Me Loudly? Emancipation!? Girl your movies are lit! There isn’t a person here who doesn’t think you are a STAR and the next… Charlize Theron! I would be an embarrassment if I didn’t know who you were. Even my dogs know who you are.
Kennedy was still hesitant, leaning against the railing, not knowing where this one would head and still trying to figure this beautiful yet very intimidating woman out. She had style, pizazz and yes, she was Kennedy’s type of gal, but she had never seen her before in her life, Kennedy has had bad experiences with taking drinks from strangers before, this was not going to be one of those times…
Kennedy: Well, thank you, it is always a pleasure meeting a fan, but I don’t know who you are, and I still don’t accept drinks from strangers, or people I don’t know, so sorry “Toni” honey. I am out here just waiting to see if I get a glimpse of the old fart who owns this beautiful place.
Toni: Ooh, why what are you thinking of doing? Are you going to flash that smile and woo him? If you, are I must watch this, he is right over there.
Toni points to an older man, looks to be in his late 80’s or early 90’s. Kennedy then turns back to Toni who smiles mischievously…
Toni: I know what you’re thinking darling and yes that old fart, he’s, my man. I live here with him.
Kennedy: Oh……
Toni: …. So, tell me do you want to have that drink now?
Kennedy: …Absolutely!
Toni hands Kennedy the drink after she downed her glass of wine. She then starts to sip the Martini, but Toni lifts hers, they both cling their glasses and sip. Before too long they find themselves both in conversation…
Kennedy: So, about the old fart comment I….
Toni began to laugh loudly and obnoxiously which took Kennedy by surprise. There were a few people watching…
Toni: Oh, don’t worry about it sweetheart. He IS an old fart, there is nothing to apologize for, so don’t worry too much about it. IT’s nice to see refreshing faces around here. For a while there you were burning up the silver screen, I noticed you have been doing some smaller projects lately. What happened?
Kennedy: Oh, you know how it is honey, sometimes they are not the right roles, or they impede something else that I am doing. I am SUPER booked these next few months; I don’t know if I will have any time on my hands to be honest. I’ll always find a way to handle things though it’s what I do.
Toni: Hmm, what about that wrestling thing? You were doing that for a long time, it was the reason Hollywood opened up for you. I mean, I am looking at a goddess right now, you’re these fuckers wet dreams come true.
Kennedy: Yeah, I know. I have already ran into some of their fetishes.
Toni: Me too. That’s part of the fun though, women like us empowered to do what we can. This has always been my calling, I own my own business, of course Morgan was a big reason for it. I mean do you really think I would fall in love with that decrepit old fool? Not at all. Look around me though, this is like heaven and the best part, I barely have to lift a finger and I can do anything, and people won’t say shit. Turn him on here or there until he kicks the bucket, then all of this is mine.
Kennedy was speechless in an almost admirable way. Toni was dazzling, she was everything Keenie was at one point and what Kennedy Street represented. Toni did hold all the power; it was actually very refreshing to see a woman so open minded that she would be proud of it….
Toni: I know, you’re shocked that I would tell you all of that so quickly in our conversation. Now you have two options, walk away and not talk to me the rest of the night, or we can get to know each other better, maybe even learn a thing or two and have some more of these refreshing drinks. Which is it going to be darling? I know which one I would choose of course.
Toni grinned once more.
Kennedy: I hope you don’t mind making some more, we are going to be here for a while.
Toni: Now that Kennedy is what I wanted to hear. It looks like the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Would you like a tour of the house?
Kennedy: Honey, I would love, one.
As the two ladies continue to converse, they disappear to the house. A few minutes later Jordyn comes back and doesn’t see Kennedy at all. She starts looking around to see if she sees her anywhere near by…
Jordyn: Kennedy?
Inside Toni is showing Kennedy around, amazed by the size of her house and Kennedy thought her place was big. They walk upstairs to one of the master bedrooms, looking around, they head out to the balcony, the whole city can be seen.
Kennedy: Look at this view…
Toni: Stunning isn’t it darling?
Kennedy: I’ll say honey, this is quite something….
Toni: Tell me are you married?
Kennedy: Yes.
Toni: Children?
Kennedy: One, she is 15 but I didn’t give birth to her, that would make me 12.
Toni: I recall reading a girl of the age of 11 got pregnant recently, I think it was her brothers something perish the thought.
Kennedy: Eww… honey that is terrible.
Toni: Yes, it’s tragic. So, anyway that means you’re only 27?
Kennedy: 27ish…. I stopped counting my age when I turned 27. See honey, I don’t always deal well semantics. Anyway, I adopted Sonya after her mother died and left me the legal guardian. My family is everything to me, and they have been so supportive of my Hollywood career that I want to show them it was all worth it, there is nothing wrong with spoiling your husband and daughter, right?
Toni: Not at all, but this is Hollywood and how long is that really all going to last? Always keep that in the back of your mind, sooner or later things fall to the wayside in this business. I have seen my man be extremely cutthroat, look at what this town is made of. Every restaurant we eat at, it’s a struggling actor. Every event we attend, the server is a struggling actor. Every grocery store, fast food joint, retail store, they are all struggling actors all fighting to make ends meet because they wanted to come here and make something of themselves and in the end didn’t. At least you have something they don’t.
As the Sexy Flawless Diva turns to Toni, she looks on curiously…
Kennedy: Besides my looks, what else?
Toni: Wrestling. You’ll never be without work; it is all about wrestling and this is the avenue where I think we can help each other in. You know better than anyone it is about who we know in this business, and quite frankly, I know all about you and lately things haven’t been going very well, have they?
Kennedy: I don’t; know what you are talking about, my career is overwhelming at times, hence why it was nice to take a break and come here to this party. I barely sleep from all the filming I am doing.
A small giggle slips from Toni’s lips…
Kennedy: What is so funny?
Toni: Do you want to know why I could easily separate you from the half a dozen escorts downstairs accompanying these cheating beefcakes down there? They are struggling actors who will never make it, you have made it, now you’re trying to hang on to what you have, but it is hard, especially when they put so much money into your career and they don’t get that back tenfold. You are the only actor here, so you were either someone’s date, or came here to save what you have left of your career. Tell me I am wrong, and I will stop. Tell me I am right and that is the first step to at least maintain some sort of relevancy in Hollywood.
There was a moment of Silence from Kennedy before she finally glanced up at Toni and didn’t even have to say anything, the woman she just met tonight already knew. It was frightening to the Sexy Flawless Diva that she would know so much after their brief encounter…
Toni: You don’t even have to answer that question Kennedy, I already know. Now the question is moving forward what are you going to do about it? Coming here was a smart move, it’s a start. What is your agent doing?
Kennedy: She is trying her hardest to get me some gigs that are not detrimental to my career. I have all the trust in the world that she will come through. She has been with me since day one, the reason I became a Hollywood actress in the first place. I owe her so much already. She will help me get out of this hole. Wrestling is a last-minute resort, if for some reason the stars align, and we have an extinction level event and Kennie is no longer doing movies then it looks like SCW will finally be Flawless again. Until then, I will let her try to figure it out.
Toni: Noble. Kennedy, walk with me.
Kennedy: Uh… Okay.
Leaving the master bedroom, Toni takes her back downstairs, they walk into the wine cellar, where Kennedy’s eyes are glued to all the delicious bottles of wine. She can’t believe all that is down there is owned by one person…
Toni: Some of these bottles are worth thousands, when we come back through, please help yourself and take one.
Kennedy: I’m sorry… Really?
Toni: As a matter of fact, take two. Come this way.
Kennedy: I am right behind you, honey.
They finally get to a room where there is a bunch of valuables down there throughout the years. Toni brings her inside….
Toni: I know what you are wondering right now, why is this woman I just met tonight schmoozing me and showing me all these things? Truth? You’re a reflection of me Kennedy. I have been a fan for a long time, I have seen this journey of yours evolve in front of my eyes. When you showed up here tonight, I was shocked and surprised. It is truly an honor to have you in my home. Now, why did I bring you here? Simple, I wanted to show you what can be accumulated if you play the game right.
Kennedy: The game?
Toni: Oh yes, all of this? Will be mine when the old man croaks, I don’t need to tell you Kennedy that I am set for life and behind that walk in safe? Is millions, but I will not tell you exactly how much. This is show and tell. Why worry about collecting bills and having to make sacrifices. Who needs all that shit, right? It’s so beneath women like us.
Kennedy: Honey, I love money, being comfortable, it is all I know. I have had my times where I hit it hard, but in the end, I still was able to survive and live comfortably, but now that I am used to it, I like the way I live and I’m not giving it up, but it seems like this is all out of my hands now. Kennie though never gives up. I will make it, without having to fuck dying old farts with all due respect.
Toni smiles while squeezing her diamond and sapphire necklace, something Kennedy had her eyes on all evening the moment they met but had yet to say anything out of respect…
Toni: I admire that. How about this, do me one favor, give me the honor of when you need help, I will be the first person you call.
Kennedy: What do you mean exactly honey? Like if I’m jail and need to get bailed out?
Toni: Sure, why not or if you’re down on your luck and suffering from crippling depression and want to die like most people beneath us. Either works.
Kennedy: Sure… I guess?
Toni: Excellent. Come on, let’s get back upstairs and put a dent into those martini’s.
Kennedy: Sounds like a plan, honey. The night is still young!
After a few minutes, Toni gives Kennedy her two bottles of wine, they head back upstairs to where everyone else is at. She runs into Jordyn who was looking for her, she then sees Toni and stops…
Jordyn: Where have you been? Oh, hi Toni.
Toni: Hi Jordyn, good to see you darling, my what a cute little outfit you’re wearing!
Jordyn: Thanks… It’s Versace.
Toni: I know darling.
Toni smiled before kissing Jordyn on the cheek, before focusing her attention back onto Kennedy.
Kennedy: I guess you two know each other?
Toni: I know everyone here.
Kennedy: Of course, honey! Well, if you excuse me, I’m going to the ladies room, hold this for me honey.
Jordyn: Sure.
Toni: It’s up the stairs and along the far corridor, third do on the right darling. If you get lost scream, we’ll come find you.
Kennedy laughed and left to find the restroom, Jordyn turns to Toni who reaches into her back pocket and takes out an envelope, handing it to Jordyn.
Toni: That should be plenty of compensation for bringing her here.
Jordyn: Thank you, always a pleasure Toni.
Toni: She is absolutely Flawless. JUST what I’ve been looking for!
As Kennedy returns, Jordyn hands her back the drink and smiles. They both take sips and continue to mingle, with Kennedy Street having no idea what is about to happen….
Beverly Hills, CA.
Two Days Before RTG
The Sexy Flawless Diva drinks her coffee, it is not spiked, then grabs her things, ready to leave, she then goes to Bubbles her dog and gives him a kiss. She is ready to head out to Fan Fest and finally get back in the groove of things. She is still upset about what Ravyn Taylor threatened to do to her, she isn’t happy about Bree kind of taking this personal but at this point it is too late to even think about this anymore and just be ready for her return and Rise to Greatness. She has accepted the fact her Hollywood career is starting to come to an end if it hasn’t already, but at least she has the SCW and though they will never pay the money that she needs to sustain her lifestyle, she knows that Jonathan Knots is right, that Sonya is also right, it is about family and nothing more. As Kennedy straps in her sandals, she grabs her car keys and heads for the door, opening it and Toni is there ready to ring the bell.
Kennedy stops, shaking her head…
Kennedy: I was about to leave honey, you’re late.
Toni: Traffic, it is horrible out there right now, but I am here, thanks for waiting darling.
Kennedy: Well, you know, we had a deal and since this is Fan Fest, this Sexy Flawless Diva needs to be there and make SCW the land of giving out dreams and wishes because every horny 18-49 demographic is going to want to breathe the same air as Kennie, honey. They want to touch, smell, hear, whatever their hearts desire of Kennie. It’s a huge deal for them, so why not make a grand entrance and let them sweat it out a little?
Toni: Now that is the confidence, I want to hear darling! Ooh, I almost forgot, here you go my dear.
Toni reaches into her Gucci handbag and hands Kennedy a check. She looks at it for a moment and then nods. Her green eyes glance up at Toni who is smirking….
Toni: There are many more of those where it came from. I told you this would be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Kennedy flicks the check, then folds it and slips it down her bra and cleavage.
Toni: After you.
The Sexy Flawless Diva walks out, right behind her is Toni. Kennedy knows what she has to do, and it means survival no matter the cost. Returning to SCW was the first step, but was it all financial the reasons she came back? Or was it unfinished business. There is one thing Kennedy Street never does, act without a purpose. Getting herself into the Ravyn and Bree match had its reasons, but not one will know why, at least not yet. SCW was never a fallback plan, it was always the intentions, just on Kennedy’s time and not Hollywood’s. The question now is what is Toni to Kennedy and why did she pay her?
Only time will tell but if it means being Kennedy Street?
Being the Sexy Flawless Diva?
Then nothing is off the table.
SCENE FADES
2 Months Ago
Toronto, Ontario
A few beads of sweat drop from the forehead of Mr. D who looks deep in thought while pinching the bridge of his nose. He can’t fathom why Kennedy would ask for such a high asking price, there was no way he could pay her that without causing a revolt by the roster, because before she was making about 500K a year before leaving to go make movies in Hollywood which was something Mr. D was happy to accommodate her with. He looked up at the gorgeous Sexy Flawless Diva, wearing a red, tight dinner dress and black pumps. Her long blonde hair hung down the right side of her shoulder. She looked like a million dollars, and what she wore was possibly worth twice that. He had to come out and say it and run the risk not resigning her, but he had to think about his company and the wrestlers currently in it….
Mr. D: Kennedy, you know I can’t pay you this don’t you, this is too much.
Kennedy: Mr. D, I have a lifestyle to upkeep, you wouldn’t want Kennie to make sacrifices and have to cancel half my streaming services would you? If I am to split time between wrestling and Hollywood, I need compensation, honey. How am I supposed to eat and take care of my family if I am not making that?
Mr. D felt that sensation of a migraine returning…
Mr. D: Kennedy, there are plenty of wrestlers and movie stars that make far less than that and live just fine, I can’t give you this kind of money a year, you were making around 500K I believe before If memory serves me right.
Kennedy: I was underpaid, you know that.
Mr. D: I think you and I both know that wasn’t the case, some of the contracts are dated, but you had a trust fund, I know you really didn’t care until the financial trouble started, so in good faith I gave you a new contract with a little extra and with all the bonuses, you ended up making half a million plus a year more than most, you earned that. You’re an incredible asset to the SCW, Kennedy we all know this, but I hate to say it, but SCW can’t afford you.
That wasn’t what Kennedy wanted to hear at all, she had a plan in her head, she had thought long and hard about how this would go and well… She laughed thinking Mr. D was making a funny, however he wasn’t…
Kennedy: Yes, yes you can.
Mr. D: We can’t. Or maybe I’ll say it in another way, so you understand, we won’t pay that.
Kennedy: It won’t be hard to make the difference honey. It’s simple really, cut the dead weight, I mean how long is Cassidy Carter’s contract? It seems paying her to sit at home 11 months out of the year seems senseless. Derek Adonis? Honey the novelty ran out a long time ago. The other wanna-be Hollywood actress, Crystal something? There is a lot of money there to clear up. Why pay Josh Hudson a yearly salary to appear for 5 dates? Come on honey, work your magic.
Mr. D: Kennedy, all of those contracted wrestlers bring value to this company. I can’t be future endeavoring superstars just to pay you? That is just bad business. I know you are a valuable asset to this company, and you know how much I think of the overall package here Kennedy, but I can’t do that. I am sorry, but if you are dead set on this, I can’t continue these negotiations any further unfortunately.
Kennedy pondered for a moment, she looked deep in thought, tilting her head and slowly nodding to herself…
Kennedy: Okay… okay maybe I was being a little overzealous honey. I can definitely work with this, with you for sure because I heart you honey and you have been good to me over the years, so I think it’s to say with that said I am happy to accept 9 million.
Mr. D: No.
Kennedy: Okay… 8 million. I think that is fair, it’s saves you 2 million.
Mr. D: No, Kennedy thank you, but I cannot do this.
Rolling her eyes, she starts shaking her head….
Kennedy: How about seven?
Mr. D: No.
Kennedy: Six?
Mr. D: No.
Kennedy: Five?
Mr. D: It doesn’t matter what number you throw at me Kennedy, I cannot do this! Not four, not three not two…. The board will not sign off on it.
Kennedy: … fine twisted my arm, you are one hell of a negotiator I’ll give you that. I’ll sign the dotted line for one million dollars!
By this time Mr. D was the one that was flustered, and he could sense there was some desperation behind Kennedy’s voice when she is usually with the utmost confidence the longer this conversation went on. Running her sharp nails through her hair, letting out another sigh….
Kennedy: Come on, work with me here!
Mr. D: I have done that since you walked through those doors, the same deal you had before with bonuses like last time, and sure, I can get them to save you a space close to the back door if you want. We have contracts with caterers, if you want to bring your own, fine. That is all I have.
Kennedy looked down and sighed.
Mr. D: Your schedule is flexible to work on any movie projects, I am willing to do that for the 7-year tenure you have given us here Kennedy. You’re a two-time World Champion, you have main evented RTG twice, three-time tag team champion, one of the longest reigning TV Champions of all time, all you have left is Adrenaline and United States and we are talking Supreme, correct?
Kennedy seemed a little distracted, but she nodded….
Kennedy: Yes… Yes! Supreme Kennie, that is my goal. So… what are we looking at money wise again?
Mr. D lets out a sigh himself and thought for a moment before he crunches some numbers, then shows her a figure. He could see a look of concern written all over her face before Kennedy finally acknowledged him and agreed.
Kennedy: Okay… we have a deal.
Mr. D: You’re sure now?
Kennedy: You drive a hard bargain, but yes honey I am sure.
Mr. D: Excellent, I will draw up the new contract and we sign it soon, yes?
Kennedy: Yes, honey.
As Kennedy stands up, she heads for the door, but Mr. D stands up and walks over, gently grabbing her arm as she turns around to face him…
Mr. D: You do know if there is anything wrong whatsoever, you can talk to me, it is always confidential.
She sarcastically laughs it off…
Kennedy: Oh honey, what would make you think that!? You are so funny, Kennie is fine, I am a movie star! A wrestler for the SCW! What more could I want!?
Mr. D: Okay, welcome back, I am happy to have you here again. Your energy has been missed around this place.
Kennedy: Me too! I’ll talk to you later!
As Kennedy steps out, the door closes behind her. Taking a moment to collect herself, she doesn’t look very pleased at all, she needed more money and though she was given a very incentive laden contract, she knew deep down inside, this façade she was living would soon end…
… and SCW would be all she had left.
SCENE FADES
THE BIG PREMIERE!
It has been almost two years exactly since the last time Kennedy Street, the “Sexy Flawless Diva” had been off to Hollywood making a career filming movies, TV and streaming services projects. Kennedy had become a huge success and a household name, while many wrestlers do not always transition well into the Hollywood lifestyle, Kennedy was always one of those that fit right into the elite. She is a larger-than-life personality who always carried a huge chip on her shoulder and was an incredible fan favorite more for her antics and charisma than anything else. Kennedy though needed a break, she looked ready to take some time off and really enjoy some much-needed rest and relaxation after going hard for ten years.
Kennedy had a great opportunity, and she wasn’t about to explore her options, there was even talk that the last Rise to Greatness she competed in against Chris Cannon and Sienna Swann, teaming with Owen Cruze was going to be her last. The gorgeous Kennedy didn’t know if wrestling was till in her blood, maybe it was, but when she went away, sooner or later, Kennedy began to miss it. Professional wrestling was in the blood of the Street’s, the last one standing to compete was Regan and she went down to injury. Kennedy was getting roles left and right when she first hit the scene, her movies were never going to be Hollywood blockbuster hits, they were mindless entertaining fun, but as time went on, Kennedy found herself in an even more difficult task, trying to stay relevant in a business which was extremely cutthroat. As the major parts started drying up, she found herself cast as the “best friend”, or first girl to be murdered in a horror flick, it became somewhat of a nightmare, but if there is one thing Kennedy Street is damn good at?
Is keeping appearances.
The Sexy Flawless Diva would never in a million years show her true face, feelings and life, always a flamboyant yet private person, Kennedy was ready for anything, but the question still remains, why did she return to wrestling after living the lavish Hollywood lifestyle? Only Kennedy knows. What are her intentions? Those will become clearer after RTG, but to step into the ring after a two-year layoff against two of the very best?
Kennedy may have bitten more than she could chew.
With RTG being held in her hometown, Kennedy Street sits at home in her beautiful Beverly Hills mansion. Behind her is a saltwater pool with a huge rock mount, falls and slide, the backyard is huge with guest house and training facility. Inside she sits on a leather white couch, her hairy Pomeranian named Bubbles sits next to her. Kennedy sports a one-piece tight short crop white dress and matching open toed Louboutin heels, her long blonde hair hangs down, nails polished a matte baby blue. Her gorgeous features shine through the camera as it begins to record…
REC:
Crossing her legs, she takes a second before speaking in her sexy tone….
“Is the camera rolling?
Kennie doesn’t see the red light, oh there it is. Bubbles, you be a good little girl while mommy talks, okay?
LALALALALALALA….
… clear the throat mechanism.
Okay, here we go…
Wait, Kennie knows what you’re thinking, how is this magnificently gorgeous woman on my screen right now? It has been TWO whole years since Kennie competed in a wrestling ring, Rise to Greatness teaming with that snot rag, Owen Cruze. Before your Sexy Flawless Diva gets all emotional, let me just say that Kennie has missed the SCW Universe just like you have missed ME! It’s okay, no need to be humble here, Kennie had the time of her life while gone. Playing an Alien Queen, a detective, a killer, it doesn’t matter, your favorite SCW Superstar went out to Hollywood and became a star!
Kennedy Street is THE Leading Lady!
In all facets of the game, the Silver Screen became my home, you went and saw my movies, you paid good money to see Kennie while eating popcorn, Sour Skittles and sipping on that sugary soda pop loving every single minute of it, but in the back of your mind the question that kept circulating back and forth and wouldn’t stop was the one that everyone wanted to know firsthand…
… When was Kennedy Street returning to professional wrestling?
Not going to lie, it was hard to give up that way of life, the premiere’s, the constant interviews, promoting my projects, even dressing up all extravagant which is like everyday for me at places like Cannes, Golden Globes, Academy Awards, People’s Choice, Screen Actor’s Guild and even MTV and Nickelodeon. Kennie has done them all, my face plastered all over Time Square and Sunset Boulevard, action figures, movie paraphernalia, the different Cons including San Diego Comic-Con, my life has been a whirlwind and none of you ever forgot me, know why?
Kennie made sure you didn’t.
In the back of my mind though, there was this little voice telling me, Kennie, the SCW NEEDS you RIGHT NOW. Trust me, it was a struggle, a huge fight, trying so hard to tell the voice that it was fine, not have anything to worry about. Then turning on the TV and watching the programming, totally almost fainting at how bad it had become, the more things change, the more they stay the same, Kennie knew that the only way SCW would be saved? Is by leaving Hollywood behind, letting them wait a little while for me to return and come back to my home, Supreme Championship Wrestling, where there are still things to be accomplished. The Adrenaline and United States Championships to become a Supreme Champion, this monopoly of the World Title among some of these fossils though it makes Kennie smile to see Selena Frost as World Champion, at least for now.
A title that will be around my waist again.
Now, before you ask, yes things didn’t exactly pan out as Kennie wanted. Taking Hold of the Flame was where the Sexy Flawless Diva was about to make her triumphant return, but unfortunately there were prior commitments that needed to be taken care of first, so here came Breakdown, showing up in all my glory, in a limo, showing off those long tanned and toned legs, ready to challenge and give ANYONE a chance to feel like a Main Eventer, though to be fair, Kennie didn’t come back to wrestle trailer park trash and Cheez-Wiz sucking tramps. Kennie didn’t come back to give wrestlers who haven’t been relevant in this company for 9 years a prime spot on an RTG card. No, Kennie came back to wrestle the best, take it like you want, personally never cared about any of the Superstars feelings who are not willing to show me respect. Giovanni Aries is still Giovanni Aries, here Kennie thought that redundant garbage would have died out in my time gone, he is still looking for the Lizard King and his claim to fame in the last two years is throwing a mannequin out of a window. Owen finally became the shit stain we all knew he would, just took a while to get there, Holly Adams was enjoying being the 7th most important member of Infamous now the third of another group, then trying to sell herself as a Life-Coach so the rest of the roster could be mediocre with her.
This is what was left of the SCW when Kennedy Street stepped away?
Syren is still Syren, still a whiny bitch. Cid lived up to his GOAT status for a while then came crashing back down to earth, Asher Hayes is…. Asher Hayes hornier than ever and Ace is still Ace carrying out that irrelevant parasite he calls a wife. Chris Cannon is back to being a hero and Bizarro World is upon us when Xander Valentine is getting cheered by the fans. The lack of evolution destroys star power and that is why Kennedy Street is here, no we are not talking about talent, they are all very good in the ring, but when you have one that is Diet Kennie, the other is bland like vanilla, not even the French kind and the rest could make a lobotomy fun, let’s just say that unlike them, Keenie isn’t the Tiger King honey, she is the Queen’s Gambit, and this flawless bitch is in charge of the chess board around here now. So, you could all understand the disappointment when no one stepped up to my challenge…
… it’s okay, Kennie understands, it’s extremely intimidating being in my presence knowing the chances of beating me are slim to none. The Twitter trolls come out in force; some say this Sexy Flawless Diva sleeps her way to the top? Uh, yeah okay, sleeping with Mr. D is NOT an option so please shut it. Want to know what the problem has always been and knowing this when leaving for Hollywood, there was a glimmer, yes, a small one albeit things would change for the better….
Instead, it digressed. Anyone could have stepped up to face me and made themselves a little more famous, but since that was not the case, a girl like me did the ONLY thing she could…
… make my OWN opportunities.
Sorry Bree.”
With a slight smirk on her face, Kennedy sits there with her legs crossed, almost amused at all of this. She doesn’t care though, Kennedy is back, fired up and ready to make a difference in the SCW once again starting with Rise to Greatness. Brushing her hair back, she glares back to the camera with her green eyes….
“What?
Did any of you think Kennedy Street was NOT going to have her Rise to Greatness moment in 2021? Who has Main Evented this show twice? Me. Who has been one of the most consistent wrestlers in this company since 2013? ME. Who is the main attraction and most merchandise sold, the crowds flock to see me, the children love me, the 18-49 demographic have wet dreams about Kennie, seriously who has done more for the SCW in all this time since my inception?
NOBODY.
So, did any of you think Kennie was just going to sit back and mope? “NoBoDy WaNtS tO pLaY wItH kEnNiE” scenario and Rise to Greatness goes on without me? Bitch please, rewind the button, when did moi ever sit in catering and await my turn? N-E-V-E-R. Kennedy Street doesn’t pander to those internet mouthbreeders, or sell my soul for a cheap pop, oh no, so there isn’t a single person in this promotion whether in the back or sitting in the stands that should have thought any different honey. Be mad at me all you want for butting this sexy ass into this match. There was no malicious intent here, no one was trying to rip the spotlight from Bree or Ravyn, God only knows they have been hogging it up for long as Kennie has been gone. Let’s be real for a minute here, Ravyn Taylor has always been Ravyn Taylor, a creature of habit who will never change, the mind games, anything and everything ready to do in order to protect Syren, because that is what she has been relegated to all these years, she will never be the top dog in Infamous, she will never step on Syren’s toes, we all get it, that is her role and Kennie is fine with it, because all those years ago, she was the mastermind behind me almost getting fired. The one who tried to frame me all to get Syren the World Title from Bree so that months later, Kennedy Street would take it, go on through Taking Hold of the Flame and Rise to Greatness and walk out still Champion. Ravyn and Kennie have had a storied past, we have had a series of matches, she even eliminated me in the Best of the Best tournament in what most saw as the show stealer, but back then?
Kennie was Keenie and she didn’t care.
That is not the same bitch you are staring at now.
Yes, this you’re looking at is classy, rich, famous, articulate, the hottest woman in the sport, and most charismatic, there are a lot of pretender out there, we all get it, but one thing Ravyn knows is that she will get the fight of her life from Kennie. Now, last week was interesting, heeding my warning that she didn’t want to punch me in the moneymaker. There were brass knuckles, tied up with her cronies, even that old fossil, CHBK. For your information, Kennie does her own stunts, well most of the time, they hurt, no question about it, but Ravyn didn’t do it, she didn’t knock my block off and knock me the hell out and you know why?
She was scared Kennie would retaliate tenfold and secretly, she loves my movies.
Ravyn wanted Bree for herself, she wasn’t too happy when her favorite movie star decided to butt in. There is no question, no matter how many times Ravyn, you decide to spin this in a different way to spin off your narrative and follow the same trope you have all these years, the fact is, you know including the rest of the SCW that Kennedy Street is the one woman you know that could beat anyone. Syren’s number is in my phone list, that is how many times it has been dialed up, TWICE becoming World Champion off her, there is nothing you want more than to shut me up and get a little revenge even if it is a little late. Maybe no one wants to rehash anything, watching what has been going on here the last two years and nothing has changed except the number of Infamous members and how many times you’ve taken the bullet for Syren. The one thing though Kennie never forgot?
Was when YOU took the World Title from me… FROM ME at Rise to Greatness.
That was a pretty shitty situation, huh? We both walked out with egg on our faces. Then you lost it minutes later becoming the shortest reigning champion of all time. Yeah, that must really suck but you know what? That began what was my downward spiral after, Kennie spun out of control and before anyone knew it, Mr. D almost fired me. It was pretty terrible, something that sticks to someone for a very long time, but Ravyn, as the years have gone by, that was your moment, and since then, you have been good, very good, but you were never great, not due to lack of talent, due to lack of interest.
Why are you still in SCW, honey?
To protect Syren?
To be the fall gal?
For one of the smartest women in this industry, genius even, you’re pretty fucking stupid. Has this been your lifelong ambition to be number 2 forever? That is where we differ, no number two for me, ONLY number one for there was a time when Kennie actually believed when you were ready to step back up, defend the house for your daughter, make history as the last Women’s Champion in the SCW, then instead it all changes with you trying to frame Kennedy Street and showing your true colors, that’s the real message you’re sending to everyone including your daughter, that it is okay to be a lemming, honey. Well, Kennie is about to do you a favor and add some star power and importance into this match, a rematch of the Main Event from the 2015 Rise to Greatness, though the part of Kelcey Wallace will be played by Bree Lancaster, and she doesn’t have Monarchy or a Trios to use on any of us. When this match was announced, it was moving toward Bree versus Ravyn, let’s be transparent here, Kennie thought long and hard about this, what it could do to my friendship with Bree, what the people in the back would think about it, the fans, the other SCW Superstars, but what did Mr. D do?
He made the match, know why?
Mr. D knew that it needed more, it was missing an element and that was simply me. There will always be bad blood between us Ravyn and Kennie has never cared about your feelings toward me, Kennie has never been bothered by your constant monologue of trashy words and thesaurus laden filled lines, in the end it never mattered what Ravyn Taylor said, but what she did and lately?
That is swirling in an act of nihility.
Kennie is going to change that and make you what you have always been good at…
… the co-star to my leading role, you’re welcome honey.”
With a chuckle, Kennedy sits up and brushes her hair back, the gorgeous Sexy Flawless Diva then reaches over, grabs her glass of expensive wine and takes a drink, before placing it back, Crossing her legs again, this time she glares into the camera with her hypnotic green eyes, speaking with even more enthusiasm…
“Bree Lancaster…
… oh, honey how Kennie hated you, boy you were such a bitch. Do you remember all the times we wrestled each other and Kennie won! Or when Sasha made me the referee and practically made you and Sienna Swann look so fucking foolish!
The good old times, right?
Take it with a grain of salt honey, I’m just trying to rile you up. First let me give you my sincere apology because somehow Kennie thinks that you might be a little perturbed and mad at Kennie. It’s understandable, going right under your nose, taking the singles match you wanted against Ravyn Taylor, totally get it, seriously. So, maybe what Kennie needs to do here is give you a much-needed explanation. See, for two years this Sexy Flawless Diva has been a Hollywood Star, traveling all over, we all know that you have been there for part of it, Dom Teller is a great co-star, we have been really interacting a lot behind the scenes and dare Kennie say we have become some pretty good friends even after the hell the two of us have put on each other in the past, which is why when deciding to get in on the action, there were two trains of thought here….
First, Kennie could settle for something that wasn’t meaningful and had no storied past or two, Kennie could throw caution to the wind maybe piss off a few people, ruffle some feathers and get a match that actually meant something. You can be mad at me, annoyed, whatever the case, but thinking out loud here, hoping you would of all people understand why this happened the way it did. For TWO years while I was out there making blockbuster movies, you were solidifying yourself as the World Champion, want to know why?
Kennedy Street wasn’t here.
That might sound a little facetious, arrogant even crass, but sometimes the truth hurts. Then here comes the flood of old ass talent that returns, they start getting all the opportunities and the product becomes a little stale, to no fault of yours, of course though we all must admit Bree, when you were World Champion it did kinda suck honey, you were probably the most unlikable, miserable bitch that represented the Championship and that is saying something considering all the former champions who held the belt, but let me remind you Bree, that Kennie isn’t here trying to insult in anyway, simply describing you and the situation. For years your legacy has always been an excuse making, annoying and pretentious twat who tried to make gains off the backs from people like me. You and Sienna Swann terrorized this company for a very long time, and it has only been within the last year that we finally saw some change.
Thank everything that exists!
Now it is different, but at the same time, it isn’t. You know why this is happening, don’t play dumb honey and by the way. Your wedding was BEAUTIFUL! The reception was AWESOME! We all had such a good time, just wanted to throw that out there, thank you! Now back to business. Listen closely Bree, because it will only be said once…
… Kennedy Street chose this match because of you.
Come on honey, what did you really think? It was all about Ravyn? Nah, she is the sprinkles and cherry on top, the real dessert was YOU. Why? Isn’t it obvious? Bree Lancaster while Kennie was gone became the measuring stick. Sienna was it for a bit, then you completely took over and until losing the title earlier this year, what happened? Besides finally realizing nobody really liked you, so changing the attitude was the smartest move you could have ever made. You were the one that Kennedy Street was hoping would have answered the challenge, instead you’re wandering around backstage upset with Ravyn. That’s fine though, we are friends, having this special bond, nothing to it, but it was at that very moment when Kennie knew, it wasn’t about walking out there and challenging anyone, it was about taking it no matter the consequences.
Look honey, it wasn’t easy on Kennie. My Sexy Flawless Feet were sweating, six pack abs were getting cramps and butterflies in my stomach like Kennie just scarfed down some Taco Bell, nervous like sitting in church ready to be punished for making Jonny sit in that position while…
… never mind.
What really matters is this is how high Kennie thinks of Bree Lancaster. Ravyn is the added bonus, she will be there to fight, to give us hell, but you are the one my eyes have always been set on, for my return was against the very best to beat the very best. Now, if you cannot handle this, then forgive me honey, or don’t, really doesn’t bother me either way, but when you walk into Rise to Greatness, like last year Main Eventing the biggest show, don’t look at this as anything other than Kennedy Street making this match even more important, epic and a show stealer, this is what the Sexy Flawless Diva brings to the ring each and every single time stepping through those ropes. Do not for one second think there is any ring rust, Kennie has been keeping up in shape since leaving, never once forgetting just how damn good this Street is. Bree, look at this as an honor, a privilege to be able and have a match against TWO other women that have Main Evented this, not many can say, and there was no other match that tickled my fancy and since you never beaten me, why not.
Tomorrow night ladies, this is not about just a win, this is about the future, Kennedy Street is back, there is no denying me now and just remember one thing as we are all staring at each other, Kennie may have been gone for the last two years…
… but to this day the Sexy Flawless Diva, where this company waited patiently for this stage, MY platform was always at the very top.
Bree and Ravyn?”
Looking on with confidence, Kennedy smirks as she stands up tilting her head….
“At Rise to Greatness in MY Hometown of Los Angeles, they will roll out the Red Carpet, flash those cameras and all know that…
Kennie Is Cash!”
She Starts to laugh before winking and blowing a kiss.
FADE TO BLACK
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