This is a new story I'll be doing alongside my Wrestler's Rise story so don't worry that will be continuing, I haven't forgot about it. I hope you take time to read both. Anyway, on with the story.

Sasha sat alone after her match on SmackDown Live suffering a loss to Alexa Bliss. She sighed, why did she have to be the one to lose almost every time the two were booked in a match togerher? She was the superior wrestler after all even if it just so happened that Alexa was the better on the mic. Wrestling talent is so much more important than promo ability. Unfortunately for Sasha, management didn't see it that way. Meaning that while none of Sasha's championship reigns had lasted for more than a few weeks, Alexa was currently in the midst of her third reign as SmackDown Women's Champion and her sixth overall.

"Hey Sash." The sound of her best friend pulled her out of her thoughts.

"Hey Bay." She said sadly.

"Come on cheer up. I know your frustrated but your time will come." She said sitting next to her best friend and putting her arm over her shoulder.

"Honestly at this point, I don't know if it will. I thought getting moved to SmackDown would've changed something but clearly not."

"It's only been a few months. These things take time."

"Let's just talk about something else."

"Okay. Oh, I was meant to ask you earlier if you want to go out Saturday night, a couple of the girls are going. It might take your mind off things."

"Saturday? I can't, I have a date."

"You do?" She asked surprised.

"Yep." She said now with a slight smile.

"Yes. I'm proud of you. Getting back on the scene after what happened with Mikaze."

"Can we not talk about him please?" She asked grimacing.

"Sorry. So, what's his name?"

"Actually, it's a she."

"Really?" She asked surprised. "I didn't know you were bi. Why didn't you say anything before hand.

"It's never came up in conversation."

"Fair enough. What's her name then?"

"I don't actually know."

"Huh?"

"We met on a dating site and we didn't swap names or anything. I don't even know what she looks like."

"Isn't that a little risky? I mean it could be some guy in his 50s pretending to be a woman."

"I'll just have to wait and see. Even if it is I'm getting a free meal anyway."

"Well. Good luck I guess. I gotta go my match is soon."

"Thanks. Good luck to you too."

As Bayley left for her match, Sasha was left alone again as she started to get ready to leave.