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The WWE Performance Center located in Orlando, Florida was the site of dreams for many signees new to the WWE such as the case for one female. Currently, in the women's locker room was Tara Sears also known by her in-ring name Tara McKee. She was rewarded with this name due to her best move which is a shining wizard. However, that's not all she could do in the ring as she also has mastered many submissions as well. The woman had blue eyes and black dyed haired and currently had her ring gear on which was a black skirt with two midnight blue butterflies on it (whatever underneath could easily been seen), long sleeve top which was dark pink and the sleeves being black and long black boots. Zipping her bags up and putting in a locker Tara was beginning to stretch her body before classes start. There was probably ten other women in the locker room with her all of them either changing into their ring gears or stripping out of their civilian clothes nothing she was disturbed out.

THUD!

"Fuck!"

Those two sounds could easily be heard at the other side of the locker room door. Why so? Because a woman of browny-blonde, shoulder length, hair who appears to be rubbing her forehead after opening the door with the hand that isn't holding her duffel bag. Say hello to Bellatrix Taylor, who is clearly late as she rushes over to an available spot with a shy look on her face. She could tell that some were looking at her in annoyance and others in slight disdain as, while most of them have been trained to be experts in their right or have earned themselves the title of 'Indie Darling', Bella holds more similarity to the dark days of the women's division when appearance was the only use of them than actual skill. No, this charming beauty does have some training and experience in the curcuit of her homeland of New Zealand...but it is next to nothing compared to most others in this room. "Sorry," the Kiwi, wearing a pair of black jeans and a white vest, quickly squeaks out once she reaches a clear spot to put her bag down and open it. Her duffel bag having the name 'Bella Trixie' tagged on it.

Why Bella Trixie? Because her independent name of 'The Tyrant' doesn't seem ladylike enough for the company's liking. Not that she looks much like a tyrant when she manages to get changed into a sleeveless top and a rather short pair of black bottoms that is already wedgying against her bubbly cheeks, the latter having a red star across the back of her booty, as - like the klutz she appears to be - Bellatrix stumbles sideways and accidently bump into Tar as she stretches. "Shit, sorrysorrysorry," the hazel eyed newbie quickly squeaks out.

Tara like everyone else was startled hearing the thud as well as the swear being uttered at the top of someone's voice as everyone turns towards the entrance of the locker room and seeing the browny-blonde haired individual who takes the seat next to her. She was wearing a white vest and black jeans and seeing the duffel bag Tara notices the name which didn't really stand out to her at all. Tara decided to just ignore it as she continues to stretch her body out ignoring the repeated swear words exiting her mouth. "Running late?" Tara questioned the girl as she watches the girl rapidly remove her clothes to change.

"Oh great, oh crap, oh shit. Just watch all the eyes on me....I'm already making a bad first impression. Maybe I can prove myself in the ring. Wait...oh shit I'm totally screwed!!!" was mentally rampaging through the browny-blonde girl's mind as she rapidly remove her casual clothing to reveal more of her model like body in a black bra and matching panties, the former revealing a little cleavage while the latter exposes the bottom tenth of her tushie.

'Running late?'

Those words caught her attention. Someone actually wants to talk to the Kiwi newcomer. So naturally she'd look over toward the origin of those words...only to see a stretching beauty. "Well...yeah...you can say that. I guess I should start using an alarm clock or something," she shyly tries to make a joke but smiling a little. "I'm Bellatrix Taylor, nice to meet you," she introduces herself, almost as if forgetting that she is currently only in her underwear.

Like she expected Tara has not heard of this woman. Most of the new signees including herself were indie darlings though then again she would be surprised if this girl was indeed talented to be spotted by the WWE. "I'm Tara. Tara McKee. I was in Ring of Honor for Four years before coming here." Tara explained. The woman was A 3-time ROH Women's World Champion. "You might want to hurry up. We have to be out there in ten minutes." Tara informed the woman sitting next to her however she was interested in the pair of underwear the woman was wearing. "Nice panties by the way." She joked going back to stretching her arms, legs and torso for whatever they might have to do today.

Tara would probably not be the only one that think Bellatrix isn't talented enough to be spotted as, on appearance alone, she looks more likely to pose in the photoshoots of the old days of mere divas. "Ring of Honor? Oh cool! I thought I recognise you from somewhere!" excitedly leave the inexperienced woman's lips before her eyes widen at the mentioning of ten minutes. "Oh crap! I almost forgot!" did she...really forget about how much time is left? Especially when this clumsy girl admitted earlier to being late.

Whatever's the case that didn't stop the scantily clad beauty from springing up to her feet, said action making her bum and breasts jiggle rather appetisingly to anyone interested, before barely picking up the joke Tara made about her underwear. "Oh nice are they? You interested in them or something?" she tries to joke back before bending over to open her duffel bag. Once opened she quickly pull out a couple bits of clothing, place them down where she was sitting and returned to her bag to pull out a pair of boots and an equally black fishet tights.

Sitting back down on her shapely peach Bella removed her footwear and pull her tights on, the fishnet design of it easily showing off her skin though easy to grab if necessary, before wiggling the sleeveless crop top on to just cover her bra. The bottoms were easy for Miss Taylor to put on as well though, as she stands, there is a pattern of red stars going across her rump...as well as the bottoms being a little wedged up her ample bum. "Phew, I think I did it in time," Bellatrix softly said with a smile before glancing over at the stretching woman. "Nice positioning by the way," she tries to tease softly.

"Yeah, it was great over there. Won the Women's World Championship 3-times." Tara explained even further. After that, however, she chuckled seeing Bellatrix seemingly forgot how much of A rush she was in. Sure the woman didn't look like much but there were also other women wrestlers (and men to be fair) who had less experience coming into WWE.

"Well, they do seem to be an interesting pair." Tara commented getting another good at the panties that Bellatrix was wearing. Tara face blushed after seeing Bellatrix bending over wondering if she noticed that Bellatrix was sticking her behind in her direction. She didn't, however, mention this as her appearance was enough to bring the atmosphere in the locker room to a new level. She then watches Bellatrix dressing into her ring attire.

"Thanks, and yes you did consider we still have three more minutes left." Tara said. Eventually, the time came for everyone to attend the class as all the women exited the locker room. Joining the male wrestlers who were there as well everyone saw the instructor was former WWF wrestler A-Train, now known as Albert.

There might be some less experienced and more much moer experienced but Bellatrix does genuinely seem interested as her eyes appear to be awestricken when Tara mentioned how she has won ROH's 'Women's World Championship' on three occasions...though that was quickly replaced by horror when remembering how much of a rush she was in. Be her good or bad, and most likely ain't going to last long - at least on her own - compared to many others in the room, perhaps Bellatrix could at least provide a decent form of amusement for Tara during her time here...

Especially with how easily her panties clad bottom is ensnaring the American's attention. Too bad Bella hasn't noticed Tara's flushing face or else she might've considered possibly teasing her. "Do they? Maybe I should model a few for you to look at," the browny-blonde haired cutie teased lightly, unaware of what effect it could have on the multiple time Champion as she changes into her attire, which includes changing her bra and panties to a very revealing black bra and matching thong. The way the bottoms of her attire squeezes her bubbly bum doing nothing to stop her lower cheeks from looking potentially tantalising...teasing...taunting.

'we still have three more minutes left'

"That's a relief," the Kiwi voiced out with a satisfied smile before instantly noticing the other women are starting to head over to where the male wrestlers are and start to follow, leaving Tara with a great chance to follow and eye up and down the form of her acquaintance.

Eventually, once everyone was out of their dressing rooms the group of signees waited for their instructor to arrive which didn't take long as WWE trainers Chris Hero a.k.a Kassius Ohno as well as Matt Bloom a.k.a Albert. "Welcome to WWE's training camp. First of all, I want to congratulate you all on making this far." Matt started with as everyone gave themselves A round of applause. "Now for the next few weeks, Hero and I are going to show you the ropes of how to survive in the company which includes training drills, promo classes, and sparring matches single and tag team." Matt explained to everyone. To Tara, all of this seemed to be easy. She gave many promos back in ROH, she didn't have much ring rust on her and the matches wouldn't be A problem either. Although she couldn't let this affect her behavior since she knew that was a one-way ticket of getting benched in the industry.

Chris Hero and Matt Bloom, two greats with mountains load of experience and success each. Not many would ask for any better teacher, let alone two of them, as the Kiwi had to do her best to look serious like most signees are...though obviously starstruck - at merely being here - to those near her, like Tara is since Bellatrix chose to be near her because she is the first friendly person she has met here. Though she did gulp nervously when training drills, promo classes and sparring matches were mentioned. Training wise she is roughly better than average and, probably out of ego, she believes herself to be very good promos...but her ring work is often called into question. Sure she has a few tricks to impress people but her skill is no so great, barely nailing the basics and that is it for Bellatrix as she is accidentally let her fake confidence crack with a nervous bite of her lower lip.