I walked down the long hallway with Jazzy right by my side. We walked past about ten wrestlers but one particular guy caught my eye. It was Matt Hardy, and he was smiling flirtatiously at me. I waved and kept walking, not really wanting to. I glance over to see Jazzy. She was waving at the rainbow-haired high flyer next to him. It was Jeff Hardy. She winked and walked over to him.
"Jazzy come on!" I yelled, "Our match starts in like ten minutes!"
"Hold on Alyssa, I won't be long," Jazzy smirked, walking over to Jeff to work her magic.
"What's up baby?" she winked at him.
"Nothing much," his grin was broad. He was cute but I decided to try and catch Matt's attention.
"Uh…hey," he stuttered.
"You got a match later?" I sounded awkward. Sometimes I wish I could flirt as much as my sister does.
"Yeah I got a boxing match against Holyfield," His voice was just as awkward and shaky as mine.
"Uh…awesome."
"Yeah I guess."
I looked over at Jazzy and she was all over Jeff. He held her around the waist and she was whispering something in his ear. He laughed at whatever she had said.
"Hey ladies! Your music's playing!" I heard one of the crew yell.
"Oh Shit! Jazzy!" I cried, frantically waving towards the entrance ramp.
"Eh, erm, uh, I gotta go!" She reluctantly broke away from Jeff swiftly. He looked disappointed but let her go.
We ran towards the entrance ramp and made it there just in time as the announcer introduced us…