Paris Popescu vs Ralph Acker

Ralph removed arm off Parises stomach and start punching her straight away. And it was as he thought; it was enough for Paris to let him go, but unfortunately for him, she was faster than he was with next attack. Ralph wanted to keep punching his opponent, but he receives kick on chest instead. It was strong enough to force him away from Paris and knock some wind out of his lunges.

"So teacher... does your belly hurt?" Ralph taunts and flexes his muscles. Instead of attacking straight away, Ralph moves backward in one of ring corners. He climbs up on top of the turnbuckle and waits for Paris to get closer to him. If she'll got closer, Ralph would jump toward her, trying to land flying clothesline on her.

Paris stomach is getting tenderized by her opponent constantly striking it to knock more winds out of her, thankfully she was able to shove him hard enough to back him off, giving her a bit of time to catch her breath a little.

"Ugh, hurts a lot, but will be more right at you." She claims, slowly pushing herself off and opening her eyes to see Ralph already up on the turnbuckle and jumping towards her, she grunted and rolling forward underneath her opponent, getting herself on all fours, her stomach still hurting, panting as this match is just getting harder towards to the end.

When Paris got close enough Ralph decided to jump. But he glided through the air without hiting anything since she swiftlyaw rolled away. He guessed it was a bit too predictable from his end when he was just waiting on the top of the turnbuckles, not doing anything. But situation wasn't too bad for him. Afterall, he was the one on his feet and Paris down on all fours.

Ralph turned around and looked to Paris he reached to grab her hair with one hand and her pants with other. Dear teacher, that's far away from what real pain is! Holding her firmly, Ralph would try to drag her toward the ropes and throw her out of the ring.

Paris was successfully avoid whatever Ralph was trying to hit her with, flying dropkcik? flying clothesline? flying crossbody? whatever the case she avoids it, still she have bit of trouble taking some stamina back in her while her partner watching the from the outside ring, seeing the match so excited even when Paris is not doing well.

"Uhhhhh UGH!" She was trying to get up from all four only to feel her hair being grabbed and Ralph yanked her to throw the sadist teacher right through the ropes and out of the ring, rolled on her back as she lay there while Valerie is not too far away but not too close either, just watching from the distance, seeing how bad Paris is in. "Ohhhh~"

After throwing his opponent out of the ring, Ralph steped on bottom rope and pose for few seconds. Fans began taking pictures of his shenanigans and Ralph simply loved all attention he received. Ralph followed by jumping over the ropes to jump out of the ring and get closer to Paris.

"Come on, time to get up." Ralph used both hands to grab her hair, trying to pull her up on feet. Grabing her wrist now, he decided to irish whip toward closest ring post.

Paris groaning that she was getting manhandled due to the lack of stamina recovery and Ralph is taking the advantage of the sadist teacher, it wont take long for Ralph to come out and get her by the hair, pulling her up as she was forced to.

"Ugh.... you're gonna.... regret this!" She tries to grab his wrist that his hand grabbing onto her hair, hoping to yank him quickly as she slightly crouch down, get him to go across his shoulders to lift and drop backward in one smooth motion, hoping to take him down with her.

Ralph was pulling her up, but Paris was very tough opponent. She was tougher than he thought and getting too comfortable in fight was a big mistake. He had everything under control, but Paris managed to turn it around with a clever move. She used his positioning to her advantage and Ralph ended on opponent's shoulders.

He began flailing with arms and legs, but he was completly helpless now. He could only pray that Paris won't slam him on hard floor, but knowing her reputation this probably won't happen. She droped herself backward and causing that both wrestlers end up down on floor; just that Ralph's landing was quite harder.

"ARGHH!" He grunted and put one arm on his back. He was used of getting slamed down in ring, but outside the story was completly different.

Valerie watching the match around the corner, seeing the two outside the ring as Ralph what seems to be in control of Paris and the match, until she miraculously lifted him up and comes down to Samoan Drop him, yet Paris didnt get up right away, she lay there along with Ralph, Valerie could only do is clapping at them. "Oh come on you two~ Get up now, come come~ Dont put out like that~" Her dirty talk of some sorts.

Paris groans once again after taking Ralph down like that, wishing there was a table to put him through, but one of em is in the ring, so tried yet determine to win this match against him, would be her first Tension win if she take him out. "Huff.... hufff...."

Slowly she would roll on her front and taking her time to get herself up, not sure if Ralph is getting up at the same time as her, but if he is, she would reach to get a hold of his head with one hand and tries to swing her forearm at his face.

Ralph heard Valerie's distant voice which was good motivation for him to stand up. His back was pretty sore and he needed some time to get back up on his feet. He got one one knee first and took a little break before continuing to get up. He looked toward Paris and she was progressing slowly as well.

As Ralph get up on his feet, he was still holding one arm on his back and rub it a little. He tried to get back in the ring, but Paris prevented him from doing so by grabing his head. Ralph couldn't react in time and as a consequence received hit straight in his face. He stumbled backward, feeling pain in his back with every step he made.

It was kinda his fault for getting himself in this mess, but right now it wasn't time to think about that. He had to get back in ring before things get even uglier. With that in mind, Ralph began walking away from Paris and try to climb on ring canvas to roll back in.

Seems like both Paris and Ralph are getting up but the sadist teacher got the upper hand and went in to strike him in the face, staggering the boy back but went back in the ring to escape from her, clever boy he is. "Unnn... damnit..."

She doesnt have much choice but to follow him, staggering towards to the ring behind Ralph and reaching for the ropes to pull herself up to get in the ring, standing in the ring apron and making sure he isnt gonna strike her as she stood up, once it looks clear, she would get back in the ring to continues the match.

"You're... gonna lose boy!" She is confident she can beat him, hoping she could reach out for his head, his hair that is, and get it down between her legs to set him up.