"Meeting my Idol" (For Lunarwolf)

It would seem that Ami was getting her fair share of attention in the AFW. She followed in the footsteps for her brother and now it would seem that she was getting more matches and fame than Daisuke!. This was excellent for her as she was proving her doubters wrong, those who thought that shifting careers from being a "Teenmodel" to a pro wrestler would be bizarre and one of the worst career changes in history. However Ami was proving her haters wrong, as she bagged in a couple of good wins during her in ring time in the AFW. Despite her natural wrestling skills, the supermodel had potential to get better and that had to be done by efficient training, which she avidly tried to avoid at all times. The last time she was forced into the gym by her personal trainer, she ended up in a fight with the "Amazon" Alaina sanders. Perhaps this time it would be a quieter evening for her, perhaps not?

"Ok ok...Geez! FINE! URGH" she stomped her foot hard on the concrete floor, infront of the Friction gym. Her trainer had just dropped her off the gym and told her to get to work, or just see how the other wrestlers train and join them. Ami quickly moved inside and headed towards the female locker rooms, taking a quick shower before drying off her hair and body. She stood nude infront of the mirror, with a towel wrapped around her body as she began to apply some very light make up, eye liner and pink lip gloss. Even though she had shifted careers, she still was under the habit of getting prettied up. "There! Everyone will be sooo jealous *giggle* she said to her self before changing into her gym wear.

Ami slipped into her gym wear, putting on a pair of navy blue spandex gym shorts and a white sports bra, hugging her perky C cups nicely. She moved back towards the main gym hall, however instead of working out or doing some training exercises like she was instructed, the supermodel just took her seat on a wooden bench and took out her mini portable mirror make up set. Making sure her make up was in tact and pouting her lips as she admired her self. "*giggle* I'm sooo gorgeous! Look at all these sweaty tramps, they wish they had wrestling talents AND cute looks like me" she began to talk to her self.

Cecilia had some marginal success lately at finding some joy in the gym of AFW lately and thanks to it she had found herself here again. In search from some possible entertainment and some time to kill. Last time she went to the gym she had a pretty great time in teaching Bridgette a lesson or two over who was the real boss around, and hopefully this time she could find just as much fun as then, or perhaps even more.

Wearing a red tank top and a pair of black lycra shorts the blond beauty stepped out into the gym, her hair tied up into a long pony tail, her strong busty frame standing in full glory as she had a dufflebag hanging from her shoulder, her long and powerful legs moving as she took a step forward and kept walking through the gym. As she strolled through the area she would gaze from left to right looking for a place to place her bag down and get herself ready for a little work out.

Seeing a lone bench, or rather a long girl upon a fairly large yet empty bench Cecilia would head up towards it. Stepping up to stand in front of the blue haired girl, with the cute face. She would look down upon her and clear her throat. " This seat taken ?" Cecilia would ask, before she'd simply step up to the empty part of the benche, where she'd drop her bag down infront before turning around and seating herself down.

Ami was being too lazy to work out, her obnoxious attitude got her into trouble last time with another Friction gal ,Alaina sanders. However, the supermodel showed her that even if she didnt work out that much, she still had natural wrestling talent flowing in her blood. She just hoped no one would lecture her about that, seeing she proved her haters wrong and what not. Ami noticed all the other AFW wrestlers working out in their work-out regime while she just stood there and looked pretty until a familiar figure began to walk towards her.

It was CECILIA NORTHMAN! The hardcore queen, the afw veteran and friction legend. Ami looked on from the corner of her eye, sweat trickling down from the side of her head as she immediately recognized the woman who stood next to her. She had to stay cool, calm and collected. Ami wasn't the type to be a fan girl, she would rather tend to be the center of attention and have fan girls rather than be one, even if she respected the hell out of this woman she wouldnt know it, not one bit. Ami quickly closed her portable make up mirror and flicked her hair behind her ear, "As a matter of fact.....IT IS" she snorted as she began to stretch and lay down on her back, taking all the space of the bench as she kicked away Cecilia bag and didnt let her take a seat.

"Cant you see this place is occupied? who the heck are you anyways? someone knew? hmmmm" she snickered as she stretched further more, her hands above her head as she did a sarcastic yawn.

The girl in front of her seemed to be of about average height, probably the same when it came to her weight, she was quite cute, seemed to be a bit delicate though...in truth she perhaps didn't look much like a wrestler, at least not a very serious one if that was the case. She wasn't going to pay any real mind to the girl until she decided to kick away the blond beauty's bag off the bench and the sprawl her entire frame out onto it, taking up the entire structure.

A visible twitch appeared on Cecilia's face, she had never been a calm and easy tempered person, short fuse at times, coupled with a loud bang was a decent enough way to describe Cecilia's anger. Seeing the blue haired woman laung on the bench and let out those words of hers made the blond's cool just drop. As a result the powerhouse wrestler would bring her leg up high and attempt to press down the sole of her right foot down against this girl's stomach, right where her belly button would be. The Northern Queen would attempt to press down hard, putting a lot of preassure into the action as she'd hunch over, crossing her arms over her bend leg and rest against it.

" Would you like to rephrase that question in a more respectful manner~" Cecilia didn't really ask a question, there was no intonation to suggest as if she was, as she was more giving a suggestion or perhaps a demand to the girl to do so. In a quite angry and somewhat scary tone of voice with a face twitching with annoyance and anger over this blue haired brat.

Ami felt good, ticking off an AFW legend like that. Guess she's not what she used to be, or the rumors weren't as true as she heard, were the thoughts that ran through the supermodels mind. Her body laid sprawled onto the bench, her eyes now closed and her hands resting behind her head like a pillow as she simply grinned to ignore the hardcore queen. Until that is, Cecilia's foot pressed into Ami's exposed belly, pinning the supermodel down against the bench. Cecilia's foot was grinding against Ami's belly button to the point that it was actually a bit painful, her eyes opened widely as the supermodel let out a grunt and her hands went towards Cecilia's foot instinctively.

"Urgh! H-hey, get your smelly,disgusting foot off my belly" she hissed back at her, her hands slapping at Cecilia's ankles as she tried to lift it up off her belly. "I dont know where your feet have been, whens the last time you actually washed these things anyways" she continued to try and piss the Northern Queen off while trying to get that foot off her, even raising her upper body off the bench a bit too.

It seemed as if this girl wasn't going to just show an ounce of respect for the Northern Queen, especially now that she was putting the pain down upon the abs of said girl. This unknown woman to Cecilia seemed to actually more and more be looking to proceed with her actions and maybe even start a fight with the Swede at least from the view point of the buxom blond, especially with the tone and the words she had chosen. Cecilia kept up pressing down her foot hard against the blue haired girl's stomach, trying to keep her pinned for a while, despite her actions of trying to get up.

After a few seconds of struggle, the blond would opt to attempt and grab onto Ami's leg with her hands, removing her feet from the girl and instead proceed to try and yank the blue haired girl straight off the bench with her amazing strength and proceed to turn around and seat herself on it as she had first intended.

It was clear that Cecilia wasn't about to let the young girl disrespect her like that, or atleast get away with disrespecting her like that. She kept slapping at the blonde beauty's feet, trying to pry those feet off her belly. Her teeth were gritting and hands shaking up a bit, she was clearly trying very hard to get it of but the powerhouse wrestler was also determined to show off her strength to the supermodel. "Arghh damn you, GET IT OFF ALREADY" she suddenly shrieked, getting seemingly frustrated.

As soon as she let out that shriek, Cecilia had other plans for Ami as she apparently removed her leg from the supermodels belly, not to her request but only to grab her legs with her arms and forcefully yank Ami from the bench. " Huh-? WHOOAAA! OUCH!" she exclaimed when she fell down on her back. After a few seconds she got up to a sitting position, clutching the back of her head, and eventually raising back up on her feet to face the hardcore queen. That.was.IT.

"Y-you bitch, what's your problem? I was lying down there ,you crazy cave-woman." she barked at Cecilia in a rude manner. The supermodel was now looking for a fight for sure.

After having pulled this random cocky brat off of the bench, and taking her seat...oh well and waited for the girl to get up and start to insult her yet again, moving right up towards the Northern Queen as she barked out like an angry chihuahua, the blond would let out a sigh of frustration as anyone with half a brain would have already realized that there was no point in even arguing or trying to start a fight.

With the girl barking at her still Cecilia would move up towards her feet so she stood face to face against the girl, well she was quite a bit taller so it wasn't exactly face to face. Cecilia would twitch visibly again before the blond beauty would grit her teeth. " Oh I'm the bitch ? What kind of crazy fool are you ?" Cecilia let out as she'd then proceed to move a step closer towards the blue haired girl, closing what little distance there was between them.

" You not only began this all by acting like a bitch, but proceed to kick my belongings and act as if you own this place. A little nobody like you ? Don't make me laugh, you don't own shit here." Cecilia let out as she'd press her frame right up against Ami, pushing the girl backwards with her larger and bustier figure.

Ami let her emotions run wild a bit, she knew Cecilia wasnt the type of woman she could bully easily, instead had she not lose her cool, she wouldnt have burst out like she did. Oh well, what was done couldnt be undone. Now she had to keep up her tough-girl act and stand up to what she said, she did not want to feel weak by backing down or worse....APOLOGIZING. Cecilia's anger would be visibly seen as her faced twitchd a bit and she gritted her teeth in anger, finally replying to the supermodels insults.

Cecilia wanted to show that she wasn't going to take it from Ami or anyone else, with her status and ability in the AFW that came as a no surprise. A trickle of sweat dripped down from the side of the supermodels face when the golden queen pressed right up into her exchanging a few more words. Ami was forced to take a few steps back, their bodies pressing into each other as they entered into a classic staredown. Ami tried to press back into her, trying her best not to look intimidated as she glared back into Cecilias eyes.

*GASP*"HAH! I might not own the place, but how about I make a bet on who gets to use the gym for the month? How about we wrestle? loser doesnt show her face in this gym for a month?" she smirked. She threw the ultimatum, this would be the perfect way to stand up to the hardcore legend and make a name for herself if she somehow won. "What's the matter? Chicken " she winked.

The two beauties now stood against each other, body to body in a classic stare down. Neither of them seemed the slightest willing to back down, though...the blue haired girl had been pushed back slightly by Cecilia's challenging demeanor. At least there was something good about this girl who was challenging the Northern Queen now, she was maybe a fool but at the very least she was a brave one. She stood her ground as best she could and pressed back against the taller woman, their frames clashing as the larger bust of the blond beauty loomed slightly over the smaller blue haired beauty.

When she offered that verbal challenge the blond would grit her teeth, she pressed forward further, pushing her head down to press her forehead down against the girl's, glaring deeply into those blue eyes with her piercing red ones. When she added the insult and that wink of her though, Cecilia would simply scoff at her, before letting out a loud laugh. " HAHAH! Alright, okay. I'll give you the ass kicking you're looking for. Though...." Cecilia trailed off as she'd keep her forehead pressed down against her upcoming foes. " Your wager is kind of lame. I think the loser should also be forced to bow and ask for forgiveness in the utmost humble way the winner can think of." Cecilia added with a grin, adding to the stipulations of losing to make them a bit more exiting.