[Lament Broom]

 

Meddlesome Freakshows



scene one

The scene opens up outside of a local cafe in Paris, France. The city is alive with many people walking on the city streets. Soon enough, a long black limo appears right outside of the cafe.  Then the limo driver walks up to the back seat doors, and then opens them slowly. Out from the doors first steps Nigel Kensington III wearing a nice black suit, with a red dress shirt underneath,  nice black dress slacks, and black dress shoes. He then extends his hand, and out from the limo steps Veronica Taylor. Dressed in a black tight fitting designer dress, gold bracelets on her wrist, gold high heel pumps, and a gold Gucci bag. She takes her boyfriends hand as they embrace giving eachother a light kiss on the lips. As, the couple makes their way into the cafe, looking around at everyone Veronica rolls her eyes before saying in a low tone to Nigel.

Veronica Taylor: Ugh, these creatures like why do they have to be here?


Nigel could not help but chuckle at Veronica's comment. As, he begins to speak in his proper British accent.

Nigel Kensington III: Ronnie, I know that these people are rabble. But, lets ignore them today is about us.

Veronica Taylor: Ugh, I know then again its always about us.

Veronica gives him a light peck on the lips, smirking seductively at him. As, they made their way to the table. Nigel, being the gentleman he is pulls out the chair, for Veronica. Who sits down crossing one leg over the other as Nigel sits across from her.  As, a waiter soon stopped by and asked them in French.

Waiter: Bonjour, bienvenue comment est votre soirée? (Hello, how is your evening?)

Veronica looks confused, since she did not understand French. However, before she could respond Nigel looked at him before speaking.

Nigel Kensington III: Pouvez-vous s'il vous plaît parler anglais?(Can you please speak English?)

The waiter looked up nodding, before speaking this time in a French accented tone.

Waiter:  Alright, sorry about that sir, just natural for me to speak in my native tongue.

Veronica rolled her eyes, before speaking.

Veronica Taylor: Ugh, well its sort of hard to understand. I mean, important people need to be able to understand when we are being offered champagne duh!

Nigel held Veronicas well manicured hand, before looking at the waiter. Who, seemed to brush off Veronica's statement as he said.

Nigel Kensington III: Well, can you start us off with two cups of your finest coffee.

Veronica Taylor: I want a Latte..

Veronica, gave her boyfriend the puppydog eyes as Nigel then looked at the waiter.

Nigel Kensington III: So, can we have one Latte, and one coffee I like mine black.

The waiter looked at Nigel, and said to him.

Waiter: Well, okay one Latte, and one coffee black.

The waiter walked off to get their drinks, as Veronica looked at the  girl next to them. Her lips curled into a disgusted sneer before turning to her boyfriend.

Veronica Taylor:  Ew, can people keep their animals at home please? I get tired of looking at disgusting people you know?

Nigel shakes his head, but keeps a hold of Veronica's well manicured hand before saying.

Nigel Kensington III: Babe, not everyone can look as good as you. You know this? But, besides look at her date.

Nigel eyed the man sitting with her wearing cheap dress clothing, his hair a mess and unkempt. Veronica, soon saw the man herself rolled her eyes, scoffing in disgust.

Veronica Taylor:  Ugh, I know, what poor fashion sense clearly green does not go with brown. So disgusting, so tacky, and so cheap. He clearly got those clothes from Walmart?

Nigel Kensington III: Darling, the rabble can not afford good clothing, or proper taste. Plus, I do not think they even have a Walmart here.

Before Veronica could respond, however, the drinks that Nigel had ordered soon arrive. Veronica, took her Latte, while Nigel drank his coffee straight.  After, that he waiter soon speaks to them.

Waiter: Anything else, you need?

Veronica, soon looked at the waiter. Giving him an unimpress look on her face.

Veronica Taylor: Um, while I do need to watch my figure. My latest photoshoot is coming up, and I am a supermodel. A small salad will be fine, light italian dressing. How, about you babe?

Nigel Kensington III:  I will have an omelet filled with cheese, and ham.

The waiter soon leaves them, as they drink  their beverages.  As, Veronica soon says with a small smirk.

Veronica Taylor: Baby, after this could you take me shopping? I need to buy something fashionable. Being around all these fashion inept creatures is bad for me.

Veronica giggles, as Nigel looked at her before smiling at his first class model.

Nigel Kensington III: Sure thing, buttercup but what about your match this week?

Veronica rolls her eyes, having to think about her opponents when she did not even want to. When, all she wanted to do was enjoy this evening she scoffs before speaking.

Veronica Taylor: Ugh, I do not even want to think about it.  I mean last week that thing touched me, then that date at the zoo with that crazy monkey ugh! I mean these girls are going to wish they never, ever messed with the mean girls.

Nigel Kensington III: Well, you did not lose that match. But, what about you and that referee Mr. Summers?

Veronica, rolled her eyes before saying.

Veronica Taylor: Ugh, that kid is a pawn. Honey, like I could have eyes for him when I got you here. I mean even if he is somewhat cute, I need a man, not a boy. Like, is it my fault he wants me? I mean I mean me in the ring is as close he will ever to get to being with a supermodel.

Nigel Kensington III: Yeah, well clearly between the two of us. I would be the smart choice. But, It can make a guy wonder at times. With, how you act around him.

Veronica rolled her eyes some, before saying in a low tone taking notice of another girl around them.

Veronica Taylor:  Don't worry, okay he is just a pawn all he is. Ugh speaking of losers honey, I have not gotten my food yet and I just lost my appetite. So many fashion flaws its disgusting.

Nigel Kensington III: Is it hurting your eyes, just try to ignore it darling. I know it is hard, but there rabble. It's okay there lower, so they do not know better.

Veronica rolls her eyes, but before they can respond the waiter comes with their food. The first class model gets her salad with italian dressing, and Nigel gets his omelet stuffed with ham and cheese. The waiter soon asked in his normal professional tone.

Waiter: Need anything else? How is everything so far?

Nigel, looks holding Veronica's hand as she says in his normal tone.

Nigel Kensington III: We are fine, nothing needed for now.

With that the waiter takes his leave. As, they return back to their conversation at hand. As Veronica, takes a bite of her salad before speaking again.

Veronica Taylor: Like, I know there below us, and are slow. But, like this is France. I thought there was class in this country?

Nigel Kensington III: No, baby all countries have rabble, or as you call them basics. They are just beneath the people like us. But, yes the so called classy reputation is only when people like us are here.

Veronica giggled a bit, before smirking.

Veronica Taylor: Well, its hard to eat around these people sometimes. There faces are so hideous, ugh reminds me of Misty, or Amy totally gross.

Nigel Kensington III: I understand, but let us not think about that just like I will not think about the rabble I have to face this week. We are too good, to think about things like that.

Veronica nods, before taking a bite of her salad as the scene fades to black. As, the couple end up finishing their date.

scene two

The camera opens up to a luxury penthouse suite, in sunny Los Angeles ,California. Where, the inside of it is decorated with all sorts of Mean Girls decorations, and the walls are colored pink. Hard at work was Tessa putting the final touches on the banner, that would soon be hanging at the front door. Soon, enough a 2014 Rolls Royce pulled into the parking lot. As out steps, Veronica Taylor, and Angelica. Veronica is dressed in a green dress with black high heels, and a black purse. Angelica, is dressed in a red tight fitting dress, black dress with red underneath, and a black purse. The two best friends soon smirked looking around as Angelica looked at Veronica with a smirk before saying.

Angelica: You think she can do this? I mean, I don't know where you found the building but hope Tess don't destroy it.

Veronica rolls her eyes, before smirking.

Veronica Taylor:  I am sure she has it girl, I mean its something easy and plus shes not the dumbest mean girl

Angelica:Ugh, what is it with you, and Liz always fighting. I mean shes dumb I get that. But, you two need to get along girl. Get that gold for us you know?

Veronica rolled her eyes as they walked into the building ignoring everyone else around them. As, Veronica began to speak quietly to Angelica, amongst themselves.

Veronica Taylor: Ugh, sometimes I just want to slap that bitch. Like good god girl get a grip! Like she has the gaul me fat, and a wannabe? She should be bowing to us. Hell, I brought modeling to wrestling.

They soon made their way to an elevator as someone ran to try to get on. They pressed the close button fast, while waving in a bitchy manner at the woman trying to rush on. Who gave them a scowl as the elevator took them up to the "Mean Girl's" club house. As, Angelica said.

Angelica: That lady, she was ugly trying to get on the same elevator as us. What a basic cha?

Veronica let out a bitchy mean girl giggle, as she spoke.

Veronica Taylor: Ugh, I know I was surrounded by them in France, when I was with Nigel. Ugh, no matter where you go basic, ugly, ratchet whores all around. And, masics wanting to hit on us like ew!

Angelica: Ugh, I know right?! Like people have to learn that we are just out of their leagues? I mean, especially us two were the founding bitches of this whole group. So, are we almost there? I can not wait to see the club house.

Veronica Taylor: Almost there, girl. Ugh, why on earth can you not be at ringside for me and Holly's match? I mean Liz tries I know but oh my god such a drama queen.  Like, can you be there with her?

Angelica giggled a bit in a bitchy manner before speaking.

Angelica: Ugh, I know I will try but can not promise you know how Erik is. Such a jealous, pathetic loser he is.  I mean how dare he treat us so poorly. Does, he not know that Mean Girls are ratings?

Veronica Taylor: I know, how dare he treat us like were common vermin. Like, he treats those basics like there gold, but us the reason people watch like garbage? Please, were the biggest stars in SCW. Hell, we are the most talked about, highest ratings, and highest merchandise sales all at once. Now, lets get to that club house and get us some champagne?

Angelica nods, as the elevator stops and soon enough they see the banner Tessa has been working on hanging high. Everything, was done pictures of each Mean Girl adorned the walls. Different, colored boas mainly pink, and purple were hanging all around as well. As, Tessa came out looking like she had worked hard as she asked in her normal tone.

Tessa: Yer girls like?

Angelica: Ugh, finally you do something right, and you want a pat on the back?

Tessa looks like she is shaking in anger as Veronica waves her hand at Angelica before turning to Tessa.

Veronica Taylor: Oh, you know Angie. Don't worry its marvelous darling love the touches you have made. I mean, its totally us. Now, can you do us a favor and get us some champagne in the fridge?

Angelica dismisses as Tessa walks to wear the fridge is. As, Angelica turns to Veronica before speaking to her.

Angelica: Ugh, why are you so damn nice to that girl?

Veronica Taylor: Because, she has her uses like lets face it I would of never found Jacob at the same club, if not for her. Number two, she knows how to decorate, and number three she has potential to be a good mean girl. Plus, who does not like a good minion?

The girls share a laugh with one another, as Tessa steps  with their champagne. After placing the bottle, and two glasses on the table she pours both champagne in both glasses.

Tessa: Got, the best I know ye girls like it. So, ye girls ready for this Sunday?

Angelica: Yeah, glad I don't have to wrestle again ugh! That was dreadful, I am not an active competitor.

Veronica then picked up her glass, followed by Angelica as Tessa soon poured herself a glass. And, then picked up her glass and held it up with the other two as Veronica began to speak.

Veronica Taylor: A toast to the baddest, most beautiful, deadliest, most powerful, and hottest stars in all of womens wrestling. no scratch that all of wrestling period. A toast to the future tag team champions, future roulette champion, fufture bombshells champion. To this clubhouse that has been so elegantly decorated. To greatest manager ever. And, to the continue reign and dominance of Mean Girls.

All of a sudden their glasses cling together, as they take a sipt before moving towards the pink leather couches. Where, the three ladies all sit down, as Angelica begins to speak.

Angelica: So Veronica, I know you were talking to me about before but how was your date?

Tessa: Yer, yeah how was it? And how, you manage to do it? Like keep Jacon, and Nigel all at the same time?

Veronica giggled in a bitchy, mischievous way. As Angelica shook her head at Tessa's question.  As, she got up and grabbed a bag she had put in the closet earlier. She grabs an expensive tiger print coat she smirked as she draped it over her dress. As she strutted out showing it off as Angelica stated.

Angelica: Girl, tiger print that is so fab. Like sorry bout it but I am fab bitch, is what that coat says.

Tessa: That, is such a nice coat. Who bought it for ye?

Veronica smirked as she showed it off some more. Like, she was on the runway before putting back on its hanger, and then in its bag trying not to get it ruined. However, Angelica rolled her eyes at Tessa for asking that question. However, Veronica then began to speak.

Veronica Taylor: Nigie did honey. And, to your last question well lets say I have my ways, but we all know Jacob is my pawn. Like, I play him like the fiddle he is, and he loves it. But, Nigel is my boo he knows how to treat a first class model. I mean I had to deal with uglies all around us, gawking at us it was gross.

Tessa nodded showing barely any emotion. As, Angelica looked at Tessa, before looking back at her best friend. As, she soon spoke in her normal tone.

Angelica:  Ugh, I know how you feel girl. So many mascis trying to hit on me its gross.  Do they not know who I date?  I could have their jobs, and what not. But, yeah I heard a monkey almost ruined your jacket, ugh I would been so mad.

Tessa: Are you worried, Jacob won't fall for ye charms if he finds out ye are just using him?

Veronica just rolled her eyes at the question. But, not as visibly annoyed as Angelica who just shakes her head before speaking.

Angelica: Ugh, really? We know he is not that bright, and who cares?

Tessa then says quietly to herself.

Tessa: Stupid bitch..

Angelica: What did you say?

Tessa: Nothing.

Angelica rolled her eyes, as Veronica soon began to speak taking a sip of champagne.

Veronica Taylor:  Well, he is never going to no. I mean he's obvilous to the whole thing. Plus, Nigel already understands. So, I really have nothing to worry about if hes the referee in this match. I will have no problem beating down little bitty Styles, and that Darth Vader mask wearing freak. I mean, me and Holly have this in the bag.

Angelica: Girl, we both know you, and Holly have this in the bag. I mean there is no way they can stop either one of you.

Veronica soon smirked, as they each took another sip from their drinks as the scene ends. However, Tess seems to be able to barely drink her champagne something is on her mind.

scene three

The scene opens up, in a room with three or four different kind of mirrors. The first set of mirrors are just normal mirrors. Veronica Taylor's reflection greets the cameras as she smirks, waving arrogantly at her reflection in the mirror, before blowing it a kiss. After that Veronica had a smug smirk plastered all over her gorgeous face.  She soon began to speak in an arrogant, bitchy tone.

Veronica Taylor: Like what you see? Yeah, thought so. Then again, drink this a look at the one, and only first class supermodel in professional wrestling. The woman who made it cool to be a model and wrestle. One of the founding mothers of the Mean Girls, and yes without me there would be no mean girls, no movement would of started. A movement that has become so strong it is only a matter of time before we take over SCW. I mean, the last time I wrestled I told all of you that I would lead me , and Liz to victory and I did that. When I pinned that Alaskan beached whale in the middle of the ring. Now, we are the number one contenders to the tag team titles, acutally scratch that we are the future tag team champions. Because who would not want champions that look like us?

Veronica fluffed her hair arrogantly.  As she blew herself a kiss, the first class smug supermodel posed a bit. Before, returning her gaze to the mirrors in front of her talking to them, like she would an interviewer.

Veronica Taylor: I mean, last week was a bit of a set back. I mean Liz lost to Roxi Johnson really, the fake superhero bitch, we were singled out by Erik Staggs for no reason whatsoever. And, to top that off Misty put her disgusting fugly, man hands all over me.  Like, really? I am Veronica Freaking Taylor. I am the first class supermodel of this whole industry. I am a bigger star than you will ever be Misty, face it. This is 2014, not 2012 so buh bye. But, you know what I will make an example out of you, the Mean Girls will make an example out of you, then you can go home and cut yourself like the disgusting emo loser you are. I mean everything you are apart of blows up in your face, bad mother check, ruins her own wedding check, her own career, and now you ruin your chances at a decent retirement. So, keep your child away from this show, because she won't like seeing what happens to you.  The example we make of you, will show the world what will happen to those who oppose the Mean Girls.

Veronica, moves from the mirror she is standing in front of to one of the freakshow mirrors which stretches out her proportions.  Veronica Taylor, had a smirk on her face as she began speaking.

Veronica Taylor:  Ugh, tonight me, and Holly team up to make examples out of more stupid ugly bitches, and trolls. This time, one of them is a superstar oh fun. A masic is going to team up with a basic. Aw, so cute you could make a love story out of it.  Like masic meets basic? What a cute title, aw I am such a genius. Anyway, Horace Jackson you are a freak. Like hello, what kind of man walks around with a Darth Vader mask? That is so nineteen seventies. I mean you would fit in right? So beyond help it is okay we will crush your hopes, your dreams, and your career all in one night.  You are a masic freakshow that is in need of help luckily the Mean Girls are always willing to help the less fortunate.

Veronica, then moves to another mirror this one makes her taller. Stretching her out the long way. Veronica, then resumes speaking in her normal arrogant, haughty tone.

Veronica Taylor: Electra Styles, you are quite the meddlesome bitch. You think Tessa is buying your crap? Are you kidding me? She knows, that her place is in the Mean Girls. What you think she would join a pathetic group like NXT? Please, she is beyond that. I mean yes we working on correcting her basic ways,  that she is still prone to. But, you are trying to change her, corrupt her, and use her. I am just looking out for her, and will not let you use her. In fact, I will use you as an example so she knows for sure what happens to those who try to get involved in Mean Girl affairs.  I mean, when were done beating you you can cry to Erik I am sure he will rub your back, or whatever. He is just like you, jealous of the Mean Girls. Just like Jess Slowcow, and Trashy Amy.  So, please bring your best because it won't be fun to crush you if you do not.

Veronica let out a bitchy giggle before moving in front of the mirror. She, was at before the one that was normal she posed in an arrogant model like pose. As, she began to speak again.

Veronica Taylor: So, SCW, Misty, Jealous Janis, Lexi Styles, and Horace Jackson. The only thing, you will hear at the end of the night after we beat you after our names are announced the winner. The only other thing, you will hear is sorry bout it.

Veronica blows an arrogant kiss into the mirror, as the scene fades to black. Before, the scene fully fades out you hear haughty laughter. Coming, from the mouth of the first class model.