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You’re not exactly looking for a fight right now, so it’s best not to give her any reason to **** you into some kind of confrontation. You nod quietly before heading for the door. She laughs in disbelief as you just walk away.

“Seriously? You’re that easy? Where the hell are you even going?” You shrug.

“I have to meet with Mr. Powell. I told him I’d go find him after I picked out my ring gear.” She rolls her eyes as she opens a locker.

“Fine. See you later, snooze fest. Hope you’re ready to get your ass kicked in the tournament.” You ignore her as you walk down the hallway towards Mr. Powell’s office. You knock on the door once you arrive.

“Come in!” You walk in to find Mr. Powell seated behind his desk, eyes fixed to his computer.

“Alright, we’re going to see what we can do about setting up your first match. Alright?” You nod, and he claps his hands together before grabbing three files from a cabinet and sliding them to you.

“These are the three girls we think would make the best first matchup for you. Take your pick and let me know.” He turns back to his computer.