Amy

You are insulted by the letter from your former friend. How dare she challenge you, doesn't she remember how you wiped the floor with her in high school? You decide to seek out Amy and angrily face her.

You find out that Amy is doing a promo for herself in the arena right now, and so you march your way inside and spot her in a crowd of cameras. You march in front of the cameras and yank the microphone away from the woman interviewing Amy. Amy is a medium sized white woman with long black hair and a tanned body. She is slightly taller than you, standing at around 5'9".

"So, you thought you could intimidate me by sending me your little letter? You didn't have the balls to say it to my face!" You shout, shoving her as your sentence ends. Amy simply grins back at you and raises her microphone to speak.

"Not exactly. I knew that you were pathetic enough to come seek me out yourself and fall right into my trap. For those that don't know, Andrea and I went to high school together, and wrestled together. It was there that Andrea cheated her way into a championship that I was going to win!" Amy says, but you quickly interject.

"I did NOT cheat in that championship match, Amy just can't accept that she wasn't good enough to beat me then, and she isn't good enough to beat me now! I officially challenge Amy as my debut in the Catfight Wrestling Federation!" Cameras begin to flash and energetic chatter is heard from the crowd.

"Well, it looks like you did exactly what I wanted. Very well, we will settle this tomorrow, right here, in this arena. I hope you're prepared to beg me for mercy, if you do it early enough I may just let you be my bitch instead of **** you out!" Amy responds, and calmly walks off without a care to what you had to say, which angers you more. You are furious at your rival, and you cannot wait to humiliate her in front of the world.

...

The next evening you make your way to the Catfight arena, which is flooded with cars and a line of people pouring in. It seems this event is highly anticipated, and suddenly you begin to feel nervous. What if you don't win? How will your pride ever recover from that? And what did she mean by making you her "bitch?" You pass by Amy's room on your way to your own, and spot someone in the room with her. Is that David? The guy that you dated in high school and broke up with you? Your stomach is in knots as you make your way to your room. If Amy was trying to distract you, it has worked. Your thoughts race as you change into your wrestling gear, and by the time you reach the ringside, you have completely lost track of time.

The crowd cheers as you enter, and despite your nerves, you put on a confident face and stride into the ring. Amy is already there, glaring at you from the other corner. The referee counts you in, and the bell signals the start of the fight!