Yeah! (O2Nattie)

[Veranica styles]

!-"I'm so sick" by Flyleaf plays throughout the arena. Take how you wanted. V. Styles was coming out here, and doing what she did best. Put on a show that people will be talking about for the longest time. Whether you like it or hated it. Hated mostly, but cared by the least. V. Styles run-jobs onto the stage, and stops right there hoping a bit. Shouting to the crowd !-GET USED IT! STYLES IS ON YOUR TUBE!-! She then stops what she's doing, and puts her head down, and arms down. Like she's in a trance, and then in a quick upward motion, she lifts her head, and arms. Right on cue, the pyro shots up three fights on both sides of her at a distance.

She then walks down slowly to the ring. Nodding her head at the fans. Pointing at some as they shout, and she shouts back. Damn right she shouting back. Shit, she was here not to make friends or let people walk all over her. No matter what has happened in here. Things were going to change for her, or probably piss more people off in the process. Ratings much? Just watch her when she speaks. Ratings going sky high in the kick ass range!

She slides into the ring, and violently grabs the microphone. Had the announcer feeling a little pissed off. Announcer standing there he was going to do something, and V just stands in his face, and gives him "The bird", and said to him. !-DO SOMETHING!-! The fans were chanting for the announcer to try something. Figuring that something could happen. The announcer decided tooooo.

...
...
..........

To do nothing!

The crowd boos as they watch the guy just slide out of the ring. Smart move on his part.-!

Yeah okay. Um that was a pretty much interesting as I would say so myself, but anyways, nice job for being a wimp announcer man. Onto more important matters. You see tonight, I'm going to let things fly, and be owning someone female out here tonight. Why? Because I just will! Cause no body will be doing much, but being my stepping stone, and like it!

!-The crowd boos. What a surprise -!

!-Lets go down the line of possible challengers for tonight's glorious shall we? Lets start with our so loved Rose champion herself! Ms. Jennifer Drew! Miss pink hair child. The girl that girls are supposed be looking up to? Nah. Drew is just holding that title until the next time I get a crack at it. Yeah when I do, no more drew at champion. Maybe like Drew on that damn shelf!-!

!-Strong words for V that's for sure. She paces around for a moment, and then stops while running her fingers through her hair. More boos, and someone throws something in the ring. She throws it back, and gives "The Bird".-!

!-Thanks for the warming gift, but no thanks.

Next in line would be Nattie Roxx. Someone who hasn't really much success in this business of yet, but she wants so bad to be Rose champion. She should try me first before going for that title because just when she thinks that she is indeed on way. She will stopped, and passed a few times by yours truly. Don't believe me Nattie, try to prove me wrong! What kind of name is Nattie Roxx anyways? Huh? You went to some concert, and some band that you thought rocked, and you made a new word which was "Roxx", and that sounded cool. Well it has no justice of sounded cool! I'm sure you heard this instead, but I'll bring it back up that instead Nattie sucks! Now that's a barn burner isn't it hmm! Get used to it, and do something about it! I beg anyone to try!-!

[Nattie Roxx]

"What?" Nattie's voice boomed throughout the arena with some uncertainty in her face as she walks her up to the entrance area, her pig tails in the process of being made. "I'm sorry Ms Styles if I really, really, really made you angry, but please, please don't go calling me names, it's very, very immature." She paused for a moment to tug at her hair to finish off her style before walking down the entrance ramp; her entrance music finally playing throughout the arena, as the crowd begin to get behind this unsung hero.

As she sheepishly got into the ring, the theme music took a moment to dumb down, the crowd becoming somewhat quiet as Nattie began to put in her little two cents regarding the situation. "What Nattie doesn't understand, is how you suddenly got this ego Ms Styles, because you see...try as you might to pretend that the last few weeks never happened, like me, you have yet to pull a victory this season." The crowd began to cheer as Nattie began to tell Veranica Styles the cold truth, as much as Veranica didn't want to hear it. "In my eyes, we're in the same boat, rowing our way up the river, constantly bashing into rocks, but LUCKILY! We have saltine crackers to keep us healthy!" What did Nattie just say? "Right, I mean, I'm zero and five, and you don't see me making fun of your name. I'll never say "Veranica Styles sucks!" Because you see, I don't even know you, we've never talked personally, in fact, I believe this is the first time we've ever even had a real-live conversation." She shrugged, "We've both lost our last five matches, so what? It's not the end of the world, we don't have to give the bird to nice people, and scream curses at the them, it doesn't rectify the situation anyways Ms Styles." She paused, "At least, that's what Mommy says."

[Veranica styles]

!-Wonders why I call you name? Because I damn can! Don't like it? You will live!

Unless

you

can't

the

fucking

heat!!!!!-!

!-She pauses as the crowd reactions.-!

!-Stay out my damn area! Know why? Because I said so! Simple as that. Shit, I don't care about my damn record here because I know I can snap out of any loosing streak more any! I am a fuckin' star, and anyone, and everything will know this whether you like it or anyone else in the back hates it!

I didn't come here to be second place or be at the bottom, and damn sure ain't let Ms. Drew parade around here with that damn title for too long.

I'm going to kick your ass tonight, and place my name with the bitches who think they the shit, and then they face me one on one like you are about to tonight, and they will feeling the "Styles special". All you bitches had it easy so far, but this Compton raised bitch is going rough up ya asses!-!

!-She pauses for a moment. Flipping her hair, and then paces around for a moment before stopping as she just thought of something.-!

!-I hope you are past your making friends bit because I'm just ready, and give your ass kicking at this second.

DO SOMETHING!-!

[Nattie Roxx]

Nattie was tapping her foot as Veranica continued to rant. After Veranica finally decided to shut up for a minute, Nattie held her finger in the air, and gave her a curious stare. "Okay, now you're just not making any sense. First, you call me out, making fun of my beautiful name, and then you tell me leave 'your' arena. Instead of telling me to do something, why don't you make up your dang mind already?!"She was obviously fumed, Veranica's constant bickering on how she was 'the best' was getting her really, really annoyed. "Do you want to face me, or don't you? Because honestly, if you're going to flaunt your opinions concerning yourself, then I might as well just hop my butt out of thing ring, and allow you to continue to talk about yourself. " She shrugged, "So, instead of talking about how great you are, and how you want to take away Ms Drew's Rose title, why don't YOU do something about it, and well...do what you're saying?"

[Veranica styles]

!-You serious? Do I have to talk slow for you?

Try to follow. I said that if you can't stand the heat, don't bother showing up! Understand? Not leaving the damn ring, but if you want to, go ahead. It will just make you look like a loser, and waisting people's time. Especially my time!

Still confused? Can't help that if you are.-!

!-She chuckles.-!

!-Why haven't I do something about Drew yet? If you were listening, I said that she's holding it for me, and I'm just passing time till I do so. I don't have to anything right now. Call it cocky or whatever, I call pretty damn good confidence, and I can back up every word I say. I have before, and don't see why I can't here too.

Now back to my previous statement.-!

!-she puts her hand in front of Nattie's face, and does a "come on" signal. Begging her to try something.-!

Stop bitching, and do something!

[Nattie Roxx]

Rolling her eyes, Nattie walks up to Veranica Styles, cocks her hand back, and slaps her with all her might, causing Veranica to take a step in order to maintain her balance. "Snap of you it you witch." She then steps up, and forcefully kicks Veranica in the stomach, a look of glee on her face as Veranica was still trying to collect what exactly was happening. "You called me out to the ring. You claimed you're sick and tired of losing, you're sick of Ms Drew holding 'your' little title, and you claimed you back up your own word. WELL," she paused for moment before kicking Veranica forcefully in the stomach once more, "It's not hard to decode your little message, heck, I don't even need one of those decoder rings that come in cereal boxes. Yes, I've been listening, but all I really hear is you ranting about yourself, and how you're some bonafide superstar; and how you're not getting your share of the victories in this company. The question is Ms Styles, have you been listening to yourself?"

She paused for a moment, and acting like she was going to punch Veranica once more, causing her to flinch, "Heh, you stated moments ago that you can back up your own words, but yet, like me, you have yet to win this season for this company. In my honest opinion Ms Styles, until YOU DO SOMETHING, you don't have any right to claim your 'obvious' awesomeness for this company. Heck, I'm not even half your size, and I have you gasping for breath after three little hits." Nattie smiled at a fallen Veranica, who wasn't expecting such fire to come from such a small frame. "Next time you cut a promo likes this Ms Styles, please, please listen to your own words before you decide begin ranting. Why? Because perhaps in the future, you might actually make sense, instead of jumping around from perspective to perspective, completely making a fool of yourself."

Nattie then slaps her hands together, closes her eyes, and begins to hum in a monotone. "Become one with yourself Ms Styles, become the patient frog on the lilypad, watching its prey buzz around him. Be calm, and collected, and perhaps you'll be victorious." Chidlishly laughing before opening her eyes once more, she gives a smile to Veranica. "Sorry about kicking your butt, but perhaps when we meet in this ring later tonight, you'll finally get your chance at my cute little behind."