A spar? (for CantMakeMehTap)

Diva had already had problems with a person before she even got her first match underway, but she was dressed in her white tank top and hot pink short shorts, with her pink training boots on with the pink laces. Diva would pick up some weights and would start to lift, both weights were about 50 pounds, but she wasn't exactly the strongest girl around, and she knew it. She just hopped she wasn't approached by a girl hoping to attack her and end her career early.

Angel danced happily down to the gym, wearing pink sweatpants and a cut-off pink shirt that flowed against her as she walked, revealing her skinny, tan stomatch, a sliver peace sign on it. Angel carried a water bottle and a gym bag with a change of clothes inside, and of course her cell phone incase she needed Courtney. She hummed as she danced down the hall to the gym, happy as always."Had so much fun with Mr. Darrick! I hope he comes back to play!", she thought, her eyes turned up in amusment as she gingerly pushed open the door to the gym and stepped inside, looking around."Oooh! People having so much fun!", she said and danced inside, throwing her water and bag aside and went over to a bag nextr to the weight-lifting area, playfully jumping around it and landing small, flimsy punches onto it, so happy and absorbed into what she was doing she wouldnt notice anyone else....yet.

"Ah, there we go! Hmm?" Diva looked to the side and saw the girl throwing punches at the bag and smiled, going right next to her and would start punching too. "Great job! Well, maybe I could help you! That is, if you'll let me!" Diva would say, smiling at the girl and would extend her hand. "Oh how rude of me! My name is Diva Jones! What's yours?" Diva would ask, unknowing whether or not this girl had heard of her or not.

Angel smiled, her eyes closed as she punched, then felt other punches hitting her bag too. She opened one eye and looked over at the, suprizingly look-alike girl. She then jumped over to the girl in a hug before she had a chance to talk."Angel is sooooo happy to meet you!", she called happily at the girl in the hug, slightly making her nose press against her clevage.

"Oh! So do you know who I am Angel-chan?" Diva would ask, smiling at the enthusiasm that Angel had, hugging her back and would start to bounce up and down. "You are a ball of energy aren't you Angel-chan?"

Angel smiled and bounced with her."Angel-chan?", she asked and pulled away, holding the girls shouler's and smiling."You know Mr. Darrick?", she asked, suprized.

"Yes, I am his sister, well, adoptive sister anyway! Why do you know him? Didn't he tell you that he had a couple of sisters? Although I could understand why, he just doesn't talk about family...anyway, I'm the 'middle' child, Diva Jones, owner of Diva clothes and Jones wrestling attire, pleasure to meet you!" Diva would say as she met her back with a smile.

Angel preformed a twirl then faced her again. "Awesome! Im so happy he told you bout lil' me!", she said, clapsing her hands together."Its nice to meet ya, miss Diva! I must see your clothes sometime!", she said and hugged her again, so happy.

"Nice to meet you too Angel-chan!" Diva would say, hugging her back. "So, what are you doing in the gym Angel? Well, besides training...are you looking for a sparring partner?" Diva would ask, curious.

Angel put a finger to her lips."Hmmmm sparring....", she thought out loud."Sure! I'd love to play with you Angel!", she said happily and pointed to a ring.