*Imigie's POV*
It was now the August 7th episode of NXT as I was preparing for my next match. This time, I knew who it was going to be against.
It was against Sasha Banks.
The BFFs has broken away with different paths to get them in. Charlotte had already been the NXT Women's Champion for quite a while ever since her tournament win. Summer Rae had moved up to the main roster, once dancing with Fandango but now on her own way. Sasha was still here, no title in hand.
Like last time, I was careful not to underestimate my opponent. Ever since Summer Rae had woken up Sasha's nasty side, I had to be cautious. Picking up mean streaks and such.
However, Sasha was now having to not underestimate me. I may have been short and quite tiny but that didn't mean that someone would take light of the matter. I was one hell of a determined fighter.
I stared at the wall, finding myself in my own focus point. Maybe it was supposedly a thing that would very likely make someone cry but that didn't occur with me. It was just something that put my mind at ease while I prepared for my match.
From the corner of my eye, I noticed a brown-haired woman making her way down the hall towards my direction. I didn't expect her to acknowledge me since I was the new girl on the block but to my surprise, she headed to where I was.
For some reason, she looked strangely familiar but at the same time, not much could ring a bell for this woman. She looked a bit tall, for sure taller than me. She was slender and a bit muscular but only a tad bit soft on the abdomen but still athletic enough.
She turned to me with a smile on her face, a smile of kindness.
"Hello," she said, a thick Irish accent coming out. "I'm Becky Lynch. I was once Rebecca Knox."
My eyes lit up with I heard "I was once Rebecca Knox." I remembered seeing her matches from the independent scene and she was really good. Never in my mind would I have imagined actually seeing her in the same company that I was in. It was a nice surprise for sure.
"Hello," I smiled. "I'm Imigie."
She and I shook hands and smiled kindly to each other.
"I'm up against Sasha Banks today," I said quietly.
Becky's eyes widened a bit in surprise. I almost expected her to be surprised, given that I watched enough Sasha matches with her new planted-in mean streak. At the same time, I wasn't expecting it, given that she had faced Sasha before.
"Be careful," Becky warned, the expression on her face turned serious. "Sasha has quite the mean streak. She's vicious and obviously the mean girl. She's feisty."
Hearing this almost terrified me. Even though I did my part with the research, I was still strangely unsettled by the fact that maybe Sasha would pull something completely unpredictable. Regardless of how much I would fight with deep passion, Sasha might be one step ahead of me.
"But regardless, I'm rooting for you out there and you can do it," Becky finished, the smile on her face returning.
"Thank you," I smiled.
Becky gave a nod before turning to the other direction. Her footsteps got quieter and quieter as she walked away.
Now, I was alone again but that didn't bother me very much. I was more determined to get on with my match. Sasha Banks would be coming shortly after I was and I was more than ready for my match.
Despite this, I had to refrain from being overconfident because that would kill me in this match. I had to be extra cautious and that was what I was willing to do.