A.J.'s Match Prep

[Chloe]

*The locker room of A.J. Lee was not strangely absent of her partner Kaitlyn. They had been somewhat estranged as of late but she had gotten a lot closer with someone else: Curt Hawkins. A.J. was stretching in preparation for her match while wearing a black EBWF13 "Live The Revolution" hoodie over her wrestling gear and her red wrestling shorts peeked out from underneath of it. Hawkins sat behind her in a steel chair and it was very obvious that he was checking her out.*

A.J. Lee: How has your knee been, Curt?

Curt Hawkins: I'll be ready for the Rumble. But don't worry about me. You've got a chance to be Women's Champ again. Are you ready?

A.J. Lee: Of course!

*The teeny diva spun around after chiming in with a cheery voice. Her fists balled up and her expression quickly darkened.*

A.J. Lee: I wanted it be against Maryse..

*Becoming super happy again, she folded her hands underneath of her chin and her voice got all cutesy while she lifted one leg.*

A.J. Lee: ..but I guess I just couldn't wait!

*Hawkins nodded slowly but it seemed as though he wasn't exactly listening to A.J. He was watching her.*

A.J. Lee: Besides, I've got this. I mean, I hate to say it, but the only reason Maria even won those titles is because I HELPED her. No way she would have done if I hadn't come down and started messin' fools up.

*With her fists on her hips she looked like the world's tiniest super hero.*

A.J. Lee: Everyone keeps saying how Daffy Duck I am in the head but I'll show 'em all how focused I can be. Maria's goin' SPLAT.

*She put the exclamation on this by pounding a fist into her palms*

A.J. Lee: And maybe if I have a title Trent will notice me again...

*A heavy sigh came from the young woman. This caused Hawkins to set up from his slouched position in his chair.*

Curt Hawkins: A.J. I'm going to tell you something. If I had a girl like you I would have never done anything to let you get away from me.

*A.J. didn't respond back verbally but she stared directly at Hawkins and the two were now gazing at one another. A.J. slinked her way on over before suddenly diving onto Hawkins while wrapping her legs around his waist. She ran her hands through his long hair while both of their eyes closed and they looked ready to kiss one another. But A.J. turned her head aside before their lips met.*

A.J. Lee: ...I can't.

Curt Hawkins: What? Why?

A.J. Lee: ...Because I still love Trent...

*She slowly slid off of Curt's body while keeping her head lowered.

A.J. Lee: I'm sorry, Curt. I know it's stupid but..

*The male wrestler rose from the chair and brushed some of A.J's brunette hair out of her hair.*

Curt Hawkins: A.J. I'm your friend. I want you to be happy. You deserve it. You don't have to say anything else.

*Hawkins didn't allow A.J. time for reprisal as he left the locker room and closed the door behind him. The camera lingered on him for a moment and his eyes seemed to hold a dark glint in them before he walked off.*