The Grudge Match

The next night I was panicking. What the hell was I thinking accepting this match? As I walked towards the ring side by side with Kylie I didn’t let her see my fear. We came into the ring and got into our corners.

The announcer came out as she did for the matches before us and began to speak, “The following grude match is between two highschool rivals, the loser will have to shoot a porno for the victor!” The crowd cheered as they heard they will recieve an encore after tonight’s performance.

“In this corner standing at 5’1 110lbs, Hailey the Horrible!” her voice boomed as she introduced me to the impatient audience.

The audience was a mix of cheers and boos with a growing amount chanting “Strip Her! Strip Her! Strip Her!” in unison. I couldn’t take the overwhelming embarrassment at the sight. I had dine nothing to these women yet they all didn’t care only wanting to see me naked. I cringed as my face turned red. Despite still being fully clothed I covered my most intimate parts as I stood mortified at the terrible choices that I had made. I couldn’t bear to see how Kylie was enjoying my embarrassment but I couldn’t help but look to her.

I felt somewhat relieved to see Kylie’s face was pale as a ghost as she recoiled too at the lewd comments and the turn of events. It was clear niether of us could stack up to the professionals. “Standing at 5’3 110 lbs Kylie the Krusher!” Kylie stood pigeon toed with her wide eyes darting around the large arena with numerous cameras at every angle. The crowd echoes the same chant they had for me offering no favor to either rookie.

*ding* the match began and suddenly Kylie refocused on me and began circling the mat. Confused I began doing the same with both of us steadily getting closer to each other. I was shocked and couldn’t hide my confusion as we continued timidly circling each other. Finally we clashed only it wasn’t really a clashed. We put each others arms over the others shoulder pushing against each other. Despite actually trying imour hardest I couldn’t help but think how we both looked like dainty amateurs pretend wrestling. Both our faces were red and our expressions full of embarrassment. The crowd was laughing, whistling and cheering all the wild.