Her first match.

Jessy walks down backstage wearing a black shirt and blue jeans.

She was nervous of course as this was her first official match, or one of three

A hand grabs her left shoulder making her jump.

She turns and it's El Diablo;

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The man she is sorta dating right now.

"Oh, bloody hell." Jessy puts her hand to her chest, "You scared the shit out of me."

Diablo smiles and leans in kiss her on the forehead, "I like it when you speak British."

He looks up and smiles, "It gives you that exotic flair that my viewers love to see."

"Thanks." Jessy looks him up and down, "I think."

She shakes her head, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I wanted to wish you good luck. Your first opponent looks tough."

"It shouldn't be. This is my first match. I'm suppose to win this one."

"Hey, babe. I'm just telling what I saw."

"Well thanks anyways. And please." Jessy closes her eyes and sighs as she puts her hand to her forehead "Don't call me babe. I bloody hate that."

"Sure, sorry. Well good luck."

"Thanks."

"And remember to look at the camera when you get put in a pin."

Jessy sighs.

Diablo raises both hands and points at her and smile, "Or put someone in a pin."

"I need good pics for the magazine."

"Thanks."

Jessy walks away.

Diablo yells, "I'll be rooting for you."

Jessy just rolls her eyes. Diablo is probably one of the biggest douche bag men she dated. But he has money and with his connections he'll take her some where. Besides at least he cares. well kinda.

Jessy walks to the front entrance, waiting for her cue to go on.

She takes a deep breath and ready to get in there and prove her worth.