Chapter One:

Chapter One: Jan 15, 2019 20:55:25 GMT -6

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Post by trixie on Jan 15, 2019 20:55:25 GMT -6

INT. SMITH HOUSEHOLD - FLORIDA

The sunny Florida day sees a tanned blonde walking up to the Smith family residence from a parked car where she had a driver. Her shimmering shades protected her blue eyes from the sun while wearing a high waisted skirt with a prominent leather belt that allowed her carefully tanned legs to be seen on her walk up. She complimented the light denim skirt with a light black long sleeve crop top that exposes her shoulders to the light wind that had no impact on her styled and set hair.

She stepped up on the porch with a glossy heel to make her smaller stature a little taller and pressed the bell. Then she peered through the tall but short width-wise window to see a figure coming to the door. She tucks her hair behind her ear and presents a very confident yet slick smile only to have it dip into a confusing frown when she saw who was at the door.

ZOEY HARPER:
"I thought Dean was going to answer the door."

She says to the blonde who answered the door. She holds the door slightly closed while in her sea blue long sleeve top that wasn't baring any sort of cleavage compared to Zoey's long V-Neck.

LEXIE:
"Well he didn't."

Lexie chimes back and holds the door rigid to show Zoey wasn't welcome in. Zoey gives Lexie a light chuckle.

ZOEY HARPER:
"There's that brash Lexie charm."

LEXIE:
(UNAMUSED)
"Uh-huh."

Which leaves Zoey to shift her weight onto her other foot and rest that side's hand on the doorframe.

ZOEY HARPER:
"Is he in?"

LEXIE:
(ENUNCIATING THE SECOND SYLABLE HARDER)
"Nope."

ZOEY HARPER:
"Ok…do you know where I can find him? It's been a while and I'd like to con-"

LEXIE:
(ENUNCIATING THE SECOND SYLABLE HARDER)
"Nope."

Lexie shrugs but only one of her shoulders can be seen making the gesture with the other tucked behind the door.

ZOEY HARPER:
"Ok. I see you're still holding onto feelings of resentment after what happened."

Zoey says while taking a hard swallow as Lexie clenches her teeth together behind closed lips, eager for the conversation to be over.

ZOEY HARPER:
(STEPPING OFF THE PORCH)
"I know he'd like to see me."

And Zoey digs out her purse a business card of hers. On the back of it she begins to write down her personal phone number in pen and offers it to Lexie.

ZOEY HARPER:
"So just let him know I came by and to give me a call, now he's all signed up wrestling."

LEXIE:
"Nope."

And before Zoey can make a comment, Lexie closes the door with a smirk from getting to shut the door on Zoey. Outside, Zoey posts the card through the letter box and then walks back to her car to open the backseat.

CUT TO:
INT. GYM - FLORIDA

In the gym, cool air conditioning is pumped into the grand room with girls on treadmills, benches filled with guys and girls doing curls. The leg press machine being used by two newcomers who are alternating between who can push the most but going up in increments as some sort of game until they see a regular at the gym, Bree walking by with her two heavier weights performing lunges. The two boys exchange a look and decide to increase the weight significantly before lightly shoving to try and take the position. The taller, brown haired boy gets on but finds the weight too much to push. He notices Bree's not noticed and goes down a few bars until he can manage to push it though he pulls quite the bulldog look while pushing that Bree does see. Because she's seen. He continues to push himself to do reps until Bree looks away, leaning back with a huge sigh until Bree looks back over, this time to see the TV but he assumes it's at him and continues like he's never taken the break in between.

The other boy gives his friend a nudge about letting him have a go and another mini shoving/pulling scuffle follows until Bree comes over which leaves them both mute. She glances at the machine and goes to speak.

ZOEY HARPER:
"I thought Dean was going to answer the door."

BREE:
"Can I do a quick set when you're done, dude?"

To which the taller guy nods and proceeds to do two extra reps that nearly give him shin-splints but he does his absolute best not to whimper or give any pain away by his face.

Then Bree steps on and puts the weights up two before doing some heavy leg press work out and doing thirteen presses before stopping. The two boys look a little bit shocked but they feel a loud thud on their shoulder and look up behind them.

DEAN SMITH:
"You're not bothering my sister are you?"

The pair shake their heads and get parted by Dean to make way for Bree getting off the machine.

BREE:
"Thanks, dude. And welcome."

Bree says lightly tapping the shorter guy's shoulder with a punch as she could spot a newbie a mile away. Dean resists the urge to land a similar style punch on the shoulder but with a lot more force and follows Bree to get some water together.

BREE:
"So are you nervous about RIOT coming up, bro?"

Which makes Dean shake his head as he keeps his eyes focused on filling up his water bottle and not overfill it.

DEAN SMITH:
"No."

He shakes his head once with an eyebrow crooked down.

BREE:
"I've never been in one of those Invictus rules matches."

DEAN SMITH:
"Well I'm going to be the winner of the first one on Riot and show the roster how you win by knockout."

He says before pulling his bottle away while screwing on the cap and letting Bree fill hers up.

BREE:
"And you're not nervous about talking about what title you're chasing?"

DEAN SMITH:
"Not in the slightest. What am I, Millie?"

He opens his hands out with a perplexed frown.

DEAN SMITH:
"Just because you've not done any live speaking yet doesn't mean I'm nervous about doing it. I'm going right after their Invictus Championship one battle at a time. Just like you'll go through tag team after tag team until you're proudly holding that tag team title with what's her name."

Dean bites his cheeks clicking his fingers trying to get the name.

BREE:
"Dude! Teagan."

Bree reminds him a little shocked.

DEAN SMITH:
"Her. Teagan."

BREE:
"Me and her obviously will be Millennium tag team champions sooner or later. Right now we're kind of focusing on the Kelsey Spencer Christian Michaels team."

Dean watches Bree finish her bottle before she pulls a startled look. Dean then follows her eyeline to see approaching the pair their own mother. Dark hair with a dark royal blue top that matched the two top stripes on her black yoga pants.

CINDY SMITH:
"About time we met up at the gym!"

She approaches while tying her hair up into a neat ponytail.

CINDY SMITH:
"Brianna, where is that friend of yours? Is she here?"

As she starts looking around for Teagan.

BREE:
"She's buying Luna a new leash."

Bree answers back and drinks down a quick gulp of water.

CINDY SMITH:
"That rings wrong on my ears."

She says associating it with her daughter Luna and not Teagan's cat.

CINDY SMITH:
"But she'll have to come over sometime."

And Bree nods to agree before heading back over to the leg press while Dean tries to usher his mom to something light.

CINDY SMITH:
"And I heard Zoey is back in town..."

His mom casually drops the fast travelling gossip.

DEAN SMITH:
"I'm kind of working on my deal, my work."

CINDY SMITH:
"Alright. You're a workaholic now."

His mom says giving him a backing off motion.

DEAN SMITH:
"A dedicated worker."

He tries to correct her and stops in front of the treadmills for her. Dean then tries to turn back and go hit the boxing bag he now sees free until he hears behind.

CINDY SMITH:
"Who is she?"

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Post by trixie on Jan 15, 2019 20:55:25 GMT -6

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