♥ No One Will Stand in Our Way [Mean Girls V. The World III]

[Arianny DeLise]

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The Mean Girls were free.

Arianny wanted to feel remorse for the three weeks she had spent in prison, but in all actuality, jail had been wonderful. It had basically been a vacation for our favorite blond and now that her batteries were recharged, she was excited to be on her way to San Francisco with Mondae to reunite with Dallas and Frederik, and cause all kinds of drama for the men and women of RSW. Currently, the two best friends were in the Blake family private jet, taxing down the runway, having just landed in California.

Arianny glanced at the text message from Shawn DeLise that had just showed up on her phone and rolled her eyes. He was already proving to be an overly demanding annoyance. With a dramatic sigh, the 18-year old smoothed her hair, held up her cellphone, and smiled prettily for a gorgeous selfie. She sent it to the RSW VP and turned her attention to Mondae.

"So Shawn emailed me our hotel details. We are at the Ritz-Carlton until we find some place to live. I'll miss our penthouse in Chattawhatever. That place like actually grew on me."

“Ugh same. I hate living in hotels. They are disgusting.” Mondae scoffed. “But I am looking forward to being back in the ring, dominating together. I cannot wait for us to get into that ring this week and make a complete fool out of Jack Owyns. You saw the shit he posted on our social, while he knew we were hidden behind bars. We’ll see if his red font is still as brave now that we are free.”

As per usual, the mention of Jack Owyns caused our little diva to smirk. It didn't matter how bad things got, Jack was still the man of Arianny’s fucked up dreams.

“I can't wait to see him Thursday night. I want to see the look on his face when I stroll to the ring in my new leather and lace ring attire. I was saving it for our match in Deathcore but sadly Deathcore closed.”

Arianny faked a sad face and the two girls started giggling. Arianny’s phone vibrated again and she frowned. “Shawn DeLise is getting on my nerves. Like how many fucking selfies of me do you possibly need??”

“He is a perv. Is that like a prerequisite to run a wrestling company these days? First Fusco and now this freak? Honestly, men shouldn’t be allowed to run anything. You should just get Dally to send him a dick picture once we get off this plane. That’ll teach him.”

Arianny gave Mondae a knowing look. That right there was exactly the reason Money wasn’t allowed to deal with outsiders. She didn’t have the same level of poise as Arianny did.

“He better start being nicer to us. We are the future of RSW and will certainly be the only ones bringing a crowd. And after what we have planned on Thursday, he will need to practice respect. We are about to put his shitty company on the map.”

Arianny nodded her head in agreement. Frowning down at her phone, she turned her attention to Mondae. “He is unlike anyone I have ever dealt with before. There is something dark inside that man. He hides some facade behind those beautiful blue eyes of his. Something died in him ages ago and I'm not sure it can be revived. But I will do what I have to do.”

‘I always do,’ Arianny thought to herself. A feeling of unease came over her but she pushed it side. She had only met Shawn DeLise once. No sense in jumping to conclusions. “Our plan for Thursday should go off without a hitch.”

Her voice was full of confidence, even if her mind was betraying her.

“Of course. We are the bad bitches of RSW and whatever Jack has in store for us, we will be prepared. He might be smart, but we are smarter. And with Dally and Frederik at ring side, what could he possibly accomplish alone?”

If Arianny had to pick the thing she loved the most about her best friend, it was the other girl’s unwavering arrogance.

“RSW is our new stomping grounds and no one will come in the way of our success. Not Shawn DeLise and certainly not Jack Owyns.”

“Absolutely no one.” Arianny added and looked back down at her phone. Shawn had stopped replying.

Finally.

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