Ayesha's Lesson (with Angela)

"Yes, learn from your mistake, if you need to, rewatch your matches if you need to. You are weak, and you will remain weak if you don't do anything about it" She said with her arms folded as she look down at the poor jobber as she taunt her harshly and without any mercy as she flicker her head again to anger her more

Getting up and feeling the flicking on her head, Ayesha growled, trying to swat the hand away. 

"Uh huh, I totally left a camera recording all this...." she looked at Angela. "Wait. 'Rewatch your matches'? Is that what you do?"

"Well...ya, You can always do it online to find clips, you can spot your own mistake later on if you had rewatch a bit, and learn from it" She said as she sigh and fold her arms while leaning against the corner "That and you need a serious workout, you're too weak" She mutters as she look down at Ayesha

The last part made her flustered as her face grew red. Ayesha felt embarassed and angry at the same time.

"All right, " she said, swallowing her anger, "if that's what it takes." A new steel was in her voice. Somehow, she had just renewed her just-now injured spirit. 
"I'll get strong. I'll work out my weaknesses. And just you wait! Today, fine, yeah...it was humiliating. Maybe it was humiliating for you, just sparring with me. Somebody who...who..." her voice faltered for a moment as she seemed at a loss for words. 
"...who...."

"Like someone who completely with no talent at all and want to be some big star, only to be put in place by some actual fighter and now need to rethink her life choice or become stronger?" She ask, tilt her head as she look down at her, mean every word that she had said as she lean toward her

"no talent at all" Ayesha felt a dagger through her.

"Wants to be a big star" a figurative morningstar smacked her head.

"Put in place by some actual fighter" each word was a bullet fired from an SMG.

"Rethink her life choice" she saw the big executioner axe coming, swinging, at her body covered in bullet holes and a dagger.

No!


She dodged this axe, and fell to her knees, her hands gripping the canvas. 
"NO!" she yelled, "I don't want to rethink my life choices anymore! I'm done doing that!"
She looked up at Angela, her eyes now turning red at the corners.
"Ever since graduation, I've just...been drifting! One life choice to another, one job to another, I...and...I...I felt nothing! No achievement, no joy, nothing! They were just...me making money! That's not what I want from my life!"

She looked down again.

"I'm...I'm tired of...rethinking my choices...I don't...I don't want to rethink them anymore...."

Then she locked eyes with Angela again.

"And I'm going to do that here! Here, I want to make my stand! I'm not going to rethink my choice coming here this early! Do you hear that?!"

She stood up, and took a step forward.

"Not! Anymore!" 


Then her voice trembled. 

"I...dont want to be a star....I just...want to make this...worthwhile..."

Angela chuckles as she fold her arms and lean against the corner "Then get up, show me you got what it takes, no matter how many times you get knocked down" She said with a bored look before she would walk toward her and bring her right arm down, offer her a hand to stand back up

Hearing the new tone in Angela's voice surprised Ayesha. She felt her torso ache again and sunk to her knees clutching herself, but she saw the pants of Angela's gym attire approach her, and looking up, she saw the outstretched hand towards her. 

She stared at it for a moment, and saw the bored look on Angela's face. Even if the face was saying one thing, she has felt that tone. She couldn't quite read her, but she felt at that moment...that perhaps Angela was someone worth her trust.

She grabbed her arm and pulled herself up.

She would smirk...before proceed to give her another flick to her forehead as she start her lesson "Lesson two: NEVER...trust a heel, especially those sweet looking ones, even tweener and Face" She said as she start her lesson with Ayesha...maybe this could be a lesson for her...for both of them

Ayesha did not see the flick coming and she had to rub her forehead after that ambush.

"All right, you've made your point," she said in an annoyed tone.

Nevertheless, she felt like this was probably going to be a REAL start for her. Where this would lead...she will have to see.

Only time will tell. 

But she knew, down at heart...she was ready.


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