Stephanie Vaquer

Then, the arena turned dark. Lights flickered momentarily until Stephanie Vaquer appeared at the top of the entranceway. The crowd cheered loudly when her theme song hit and she held her hands high, a look of focus in her eyes.

"Her opponent, from Chile... at five foot three, weighing in at 115 pounds, Stephanie Vaquer!" the announcer shouted, the crowd going crazy for the high-energy young woman as she made her way to the ring.

Cora scoffed with a smirk and rolled her eyes when the young Chilean posed on the turnbuckle opposite to her. She then turned to face her adversary, excited to tear off Stephanie's black and green top and matching tights.

Once the bell rang to begin the match, both young women went straight at it, locking up and trying to push the other against the corner of the ring.

"I cannot wait to humiliate you in front of this crowd," Cora taunted her opponent as she pushed forward, her smirk ever-present.

Stephanie wasn't one to let someone disrespect her, though. She pushed back, forcing a surprised Cora back to the center of the ring. The young Chilean's face was focused and determined. She wanted to give the 'bad girl' what she deserved. "Bring it on, bitch."

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