Cecil Coral v.s Caitlin Boyd

Standard Match.
Winning condition: Knockout, 3-second pin or Submission accepted by victor.

As her song came on, Cecil appeared from backstage, catwalking down the ramp and towards the ring. The crowd went wild as they saw her, despite the fact that this was her first match. Probably the past publications, she mused, as she gracefully slipped underneath the ropes. She was dressed in her white half-turtleneck that bared her midriff, accentuating her athletic physique, as well as a dangerously low set of matching short pants and white leggings.

She didn't botehr going into her corner, instead waiting in the middle of the ring for her foe to arrive.

Caitlin stepped out onto the stage, having not been in a fight ever since she was raped in the showers by a certain wrestler. She didn't seem her normal, cheerful self. In fact, she looked completely pissed off. She looked at the crowd for a moment, and decided to forego the super flashy entrance she normally went with. She merely walked her way down the ramp in her cheerleader outfit and climbed up into the ring, looking over at Cecil.

"I don't know why you wanted to challenge me of all people. If you think it's because I'll be an easy win, you've got another thing coming." She growled.