200 % Focus

[Chloe]

~A.J. Lee was extremely focused on her second chance at winning the Women's Title. All she had to do was upset Torrie Wilson to accomplish this task. Easier said than done. The tiny Diva wiped her face with a towel as she stood in the middle of an old, empty gym she had rented out for the sole purpose of completing this goal. She took a deep breath and looked to the ceiling while pondering just what she needed to do in order to make this happen. She had been able to defeat Torrie once before and she knew she could do it again when the gold was on the line.~

Everybody's waiting for you to breakdown
Everybody's watching to see the fallout
Even when you're sleeping, sleeping
Keep your eyes open

~Could she get the win with all this pressure slowly building?~

....Keep your eyes...open...

A.J. Lee: WHERE is that singing coming from?

~The camera panned over to reveal Kaitlyn, A.J.'s partner, sitting on one of the exercise machines. She was holding an acoustic guitar in her lap and she gave a wave to the camera.~

Kaitlyn: Heeyyyy.

A.J. Lee: What are you doing?

Kaitlyn: Helping you focus on your match with Torrie through the gift of song.

A.J. Lee: Do you know anything a less little melodramatic? I need something to pump me up. Something that screams, "Torrie Wilson? You're gonna get your nose chewed off!"

~Kaitlyn began to strum the guitar a little faster.~

Kaitlyn: Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake. IMMA MAKE YOU MY BITCH. CAKE, CAKE, CAKE, CAKE.

A.J. Lee: I like cake as much as the next person but I'm not sure about that one..

Kaitlyn: Why do you carry around a picture of Trent in your travel bag?

A.J. Lee: OH MY GOD, WHO ARE YOU, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE, NO ONE LIKES YOU.

~A.J. snatched her bag from the floor and stormed out of the gym. Kaitlyn played the guitar a little slower now.~

Kaitlyn: Never mind, I'll find....someone like youuuu...

A.J. Lee: (off camera) NO ADELE! FORBIDDEN! YOU DO NOT!

Kaitlyn: Remember! Focus! Bring that title home, munchkin!

~Kaitlyn gave the guitar one last strum as the scene ended.~

****

~Backstage at the Pepsi Arena, A.J. took a deep breath. Tonight was the night she either became a champion or fell on her face once more. Matt Striker stood by with a microphone in hand and A.J. bounced eagerly in place. Her skull-with-a-bow ring attire was a golden shade tonight.~

Matt Striker: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here with A.J. Lee who will challenge longstanding Diva mainstay Torrie Wilson for her Women's Title here tonight on pay per view. A.J., you took on Torrie a few months back and were unsuccessful. What has changed since then?

A.J. Lee: Well, let's not forget that I have a win over Torrie. Not only did I defeat her but I forced her to submit. So in my eyes, this is a tie breaker. I think that win made me take her a little lightly, I thought I had the title in the bag, but this time I won't make any careless mistakes.

Matt Striker: The list of Torrie Wilson's accolades are numerous. A ten time Women's Champion. A former Sky High Champion. A Queen of the Ring and a Royal Rumble winner. If you were to pull this off, it would be a massive upset.

A.J. Lee: I know that I'm like five foot nothing and I'm barely one hundred pounds. The only gold I've ever won is a Slammy. I haven't been here very long but I'm really ready to make an impact. I want to win that title and represent this division. I'm aware that Torrie is basically a legend around here. The list of wrestlers she's beaten is a who's who in women's wrestling. But she hasn't seen everything I can do yet. She's only seen a teeny, tiny little bit. Tonight, I'm pulling out all the stops.

Matt Striker: This is a far more serious nature than we're used to seeing from you.

~A.J. took a deep breath before beginning to smile.~

A.J. Lee: One of the reasons I think Torrie defeated me last time is because I wasn't focused enough. I'm a little A.D.D. but I forced myself to concentrate and study her. Study her moves, everything. When I when that gold I'll exhale and THEN we can party. But not a second before that.

Matt Striker: If you've been studying Torrie, what are you going to be looking out for?

A.J. Lee: The Stinkface! I really don't want a butt in my face.

~The challenger, slid her fingers under her bottom lip in a mock display of fear.~

A.J. Lee: Ha! I'm not going to tell you. I won't give up any of my tactics. But Torrie is the total package and she's accomplished all that stuff for a reason. But I think I can pick a hole through her defense. When I defeat Torrie Wilson I'm going to have to be regarded as a topnotch Diva. Right along Torrie, Trish, Lita and all the rest. If there's a Mount Rushmore for Diva's my head is going to be carved on there and it's going to the most amazing, gigantic stone head on the face of the planet. Does that make sense?

Matt Striker: I...think.

A.J. Lee: I'm saying that I am truly prepared to be the number one face for the women of this company. Because that's what that title means. I don't look typical but I can go in that ring and Torrie is going to learn that better than anyone after tonight. And do you want to know something else? It should have been me against Torrie at Wrestle Mania. Because I have drive and passion, unlike the person she faced that night. So I guess I've got something to prove to the decision makers around here as well.

Matt Striker: Well, with that said, good luck to you, A.J. I'm sure this will be one to remember.

A.J. Lee: Oh, you can count on that one. Totes.

~A.J. winked and flashed a little peace sign at the camera before it faded to black.~

[Nick]

I don't know why, but I laughed so uncontrollably hard when Kaitlyn started to sing Birthday Cake. I love this, much like I love all of your work. Best of luck!

[Chloe]

Thanks so much, Nick! Good luck! :D