- K I S S   K I S S The walls in her San Diego suite bore a color of great significance. One usually wouldn’t have chosen to go in the direction of bright tomato red but to Rebecca, that color meant so much. It screamed passion, and passion was exactly what dwelled inside her more than it did in any other being. She was truly passionate about her work and she loved it with every fiber of her being. And with her passion, Rebecca also despised those who came into work to satisfy their ulterior motives whilst robbing another of his/her job. This week, she faced a woman who was exactly that; one who was not driven nor cared. It was a given that facing someone of Rebecca’s determination would almost guarantee a red mark in your record but she never truly gave herself much credit. Always giving her opponent the benefit of the doubt, she was quite modest in her speech but exceeded in her actions. Miss Lane, however, simply gave up upon seeing who she was facing his week. Naturally, one might feel the inclination to back down if faced with a much stronger and experienced superstar at their opposite but this was a sport that excelled in physical battles and if Caden was going to give up that easily, she might as well just go ahead and quit. Rebecca sat upon the bed she had made for herself that morning, wrapped in the clean cream sheets that was strewn across the mattress. Her platinum blonde tresses were coiffed indicating that though she was in bed, she had not slept in it. Although her hair looked like she had just stepped out of a salon, she was dressed down in a pair of cotton candy pink boy shorts from Victoria’s secret and a blue tube top that resembled a corset. “This is so ridiculous,�?/FONT> she said, appearing to be on the phone with a colleague. “I’m going into a match with someone who has no goal in that ring. Is she going to hop in within those ropes and just lay down expecting me to make a three count? No, no!�?she exclaimed, indicating that perhaps someone wasn’t agreeing with her on the other end. “I’m going to destroy her first, leave her with bruises and then let the underdogs finish her off. Trust me, she’s going to end up failing miserably if she shows no desire to at least try and beat me in that ring. She’s going to get eaten up by dogs, Jaxson. Why did you ever let her out of that academy of yours? You should of kept her in longer, thought her to be more self confident. No, I won’t mind my own business, although this IS my business. Alright, alright, I’ll see you later.�?/FONT> She hangs up and then lets the phone drop to the bed. Now directly looking at the camera, at Caden Lane, at us, she’s breaking the fourth wall. “Hello Caden, I’m sure you’ve heard of me through someone’s mouth or the other and I’m quite certain you’ve seen me going to your former mentor and meeting with him personally. So I think it’s safe to assume that you know of my relation to you. I caught your little promo a little while ago under the impression that you might have had something to say. Some fighting words perhaps? Showing a little respect for a ‘friend�?but not willing to back down? None of those? You easily admitted to a live audience that you think you’re just going to end up losing this match anyways. You said: �?STRONG>I’m going to lose�? I took it as: �?STRONG>I don’t care�?�?/FONT> Making gathers on the sheets with her hands, she simply tucks it away to one side, creating an escape for her from the bed. As her legs find their way to the floor, it seems like they are covered in white stockings which soon slip into a pair of pink fuzzy slippers. While walking out of the bedroom, she kept her focus on the camera while still lecturing Caden. “Do you think because I know of the people you were trained by that I’m going to sit here and baby sit you? You think that I’d ever go easy on you, doll?�?Nodding her head, she reveals her answer. “I was actually thinking of perhaps offering you a position where you could be trained by me since I trust that Jaxson only chooses the right people to work with. I guess I saw something in you, upon looking at your face, a polaroid of you, but I guess first impressions aren’t always right, are they? I guess now that you’ve disappointed your mentor, which is pretty shameful, you should just focus on finding another career path. There’s plenty of opportunities for you here in Warzone, you could find a solid wrestler to manage if you think you’ve got the business skills.�?/FONT> Heading downstairs into the kitchen, because she also bought the suite below, she reaches for milk after opening the fridge. After placing it on the countertop, she grabs a box of lucky charms, a personal favorite and begins to pour it into a transparent glass bowl. All of this, she is doing out of anger, as though she had just woken up on the wrong side of the bed. “You know, I doubt you really care about wrestling anyways. I bet upon seeing Sean Hunter on TV, you chose that career path since it would make it much more convenient for you to stalk him. Is this a school girl crush you’re trying to get out of your system, Miss Lane?�?she asks and then pours the milk over the cereal. Shrugging, she continues “Well maybe I’m being too hard on you, too presumptuous if you will. Perhaps you truly are interested in becoming a wrestler and since Sean has been so successful in the business and you two have been trained by the same man, seeking him out will only help you. If that’s the case, then I must warn you, young one. Sean Hunter, although many have known him as my friend, is nothing but a sexual fiend.�?/FONT> A soft laughter escapes her lips as she grabs the spoon and sticks it inside the bowl, refusing to touch it after. “That man is basically the male version of Paris Hilton, the source of many STDs. You turn around and look at the many females in this business and yes, you can simply assume that he’s been there and done that. There isn’t a single girl in this place he hasn’t been inside yet with the exception of well- you�?she says softly. “But I promise that that would change soon. It’s only a matter of time before you get to Hunter and he gets to you and then he’ll claim he doesn’t know you that well even though you have his 37 year old penis ensnared in your brand new vagina. This is just a fair warning, m’dear. But besides that-�?/FONT> Pulling a chair out, a young blonde boy hops into it and begins to dig into the cereal as Rebecca stands behind him, hands neatly placed on the back of his chair. �?I guess you’re simply going to have to prepare yourself to take this beating just as you prepared to take a loss. Good luck to you, young child, you’ll definitely need it.�?/FONT> With a soft kiss from our princess’s strawberry pink lips, the camera slowly backs away till it’s out of her San Diego residence. B A N G  B A N G .