I walked into the arena with my duffel bag slung over my shoulder.  I didn't look exactly happy to be here but it's my job, I had to be here.  I sighed and ran a hand through my loosely curled hair before advancing towards the Elite Republic's locker room.  I wasn't in the mood to deal with people either.  I didn't care if it was this close to Christmas, people better stay out of my ever loving way.

.xxMikah  "Another match, another day."

I muttered to myself as I sent glares to the backstage workers.  People were going to feel my wrath.

.xxMikah  "I don't even know why I'm in a match against Summer Stratus...didn't Lionheart and I teach her and Javen last week that we weren't to be messed with?"

I sighed as I continued to walk through the arena, the match heavily on my mind.  It wasn't like it was that important of a match but it was a match and Reagan and I had to win.

.xxMikah  "Merry Christmas to me."

I was muttering to myself as I walked through the seemingly busy hallways.