| It was exactly seven days, fours hours, and twenty two seconds when Logan Rocha lost her first match in WCW to the one and only, Trish Stratus. And of course, Trish was going to gloat and brag when she was hanging out with her boy toy. But this was besides the point now, Monday Night Nitro was just within reach and nobody, and I mean NOBODY has seen Logan Rocha near the arena and their training facilities. Sitting in one of the lockers rooms of the WCW arena is Princess Buttercup and Jezebel Peyton, both of them were watching the final tape of Halloween Havoc for probably the millionth time. They weren't surprised when <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> didn't pin Trish for the win, they knew the woman had other things on her mind. But that was then, and this is now. <o:p></o:p> Princess Buttercup - "Where is <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> anyway?"<o:p></o:p> His answer? A simple shrug that made him sigh in slight frustration. The thought of the losing diva not being seen for a few days hadn't even crossed his mind, he really hadn't seen her since the lost match. Suddenly the door swings open andin steps Logan; her blonde hair it slicked back slightly, the black dress exposed her toned calves and a slight view of her thighs, her face was covered from a slightly veil. Jezebel and Buttercup both look at their friend, and then at each other. What..in the hell. :| For real homie, what the hell.<o:p></o:p> Jezebel Peyton - "What in the hell woman?"<o:p></o:p> Princess Buttercup - "Did your grandfather die? I'm SOOO sorry."<o:p></o:p> Rolling her eyes, <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> pulls the black mesh over her blonde hair.<o:p></o:p> <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> Rocha - "No, my grandfather didn't die. But thank you for asking, he's doing alot better then before."<o:p></o:p> <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> smiles and walks further into the locker room closing the door behind her. Settling down into the sofa, snugglign slightly in between her two friends, she crosses her legs slightly.<o:p></o:p> <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> Rocha - "I'm mourning my loss. I won't be making excuses, i'll let Trish think she's better then me."<o:p></o:p> Princess Buttercup - "You're being so good about this."<o:p></o:p> Jezebel Peyton - "Let me get this straight: Your dressed in funeral wear, because your mourning one loss over your opponent?"<o:p></o:p> Nodding, <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> leans back a bit.<o:p></o:p> <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> Rocha - "I'll be starting over from scratch, on Nitro I have a match. Vannesa Zacchera."<o:p></o:p> Jezebel Peyton - "Isn't that a frust?"<o:p></o:p> Princess Buttercup - "I think so, its green and long."<o:p></o:p> <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> sighs softly and shakes her head.<o:p></o:p> <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> Rocha - "Obviously its not a fruit. But lets point something out, Vannesa hasn't been seen since she was told to go and train more. Which is slightly obvious, the girl is nothing more then a jobber. Oh well, win is a win. And on Monday night, the girl will be my bitch."<o:p></o:p> All three of the WCW stars nod their head, <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> narrows her eyes as she finally notices whats on the television.<o:p></o:p> <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> Rocha - "Why are you watching this?<o:p></o:p> Princess Buttercup - "We uh.."<o:p></o:p> Jezebel Peyton - "I er.."<o:p></o:p> Standing up slowly, <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Logan</st1:place></st1:City> recovers her face and moves away from the couch where her stampering friends sit and watch. She wasn't about to watch herself lose again. | 
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