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Angela -

I was walking with Jeff, holding hands as content as can be. Jeff was perfect, I didn't want anything to change between us. I felt someone purposely shove my arm and looked up, it was a new girl, someone I hadn't seen around here, I looked at Jeff confused.

"Whose she?"

"John's new girlfriend or something like that."

"He has a new girlfriend?!"

"I guess, why?"

"She just shoved me, I guess."

"Yeah, I bet she's just jelous."

Jeff had to go get ready for his match so I left it at that. I knew John's match was coming up after Jeff's so he had to be in the locker room getting ready. I knocked on his door, and I assumed he though it was his 'girlfriend' because he let me in.

"Hey Liz, omg your not Liz."

"No dip, do I honestly look like that slut?"

"Woah! What's your problem?"

"Who is she?!"

"Why does it matter? Are you jelous or something?"

"Omg, me jelous of her?!"

"Yeah, thats what I said, so are you?"

"John, your sick, to think i'd ever be jelous of her."

"Good, then get out of my way, I need to go see her."

"Whatever loser."

"Yeah, bye jelous."

Truth is, I was kind of jelous. Don't get me wrong, I love Jeff, a lot.
But even if I ever did want John back, I could never get him back by how she looks. She is like a perfect barbie doll, then look at me, what am I, I'm ugly, thats what I am. I have to get to the gym right away.

Jeff -

When I got back from my match I couldn't find Angela. After a while of asking around, one of the photographers said he seen her go in the gym.
I checked and there she was, working her butt off. Sweat was dripping down her face and her hair was a mess. It wasn't like I minded it, but her happy medium was a bit better.

"Hey, what are ya doing in here? I thought you only worked out on the weekends?"

"Yeah, well you don't see me winning any belts around here, I need to be in better shape."

"You look fine to me."

"Yeah well look at you, you don't exactly have a belt right now either."

"Woah, low blow, whats wrong?"

I stopped the machine and took her hand and sat her down next to me. She looked like crap, I can't lie. But she didn't need to impress anyone, because I loved her just the way she was.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to come off so mean."

"It's okay, are you mad about something?"

"I just really want that belt thats all, I need it."

"It just takes time, don't worry you'll get your chance."

"Jeff, i've been here for over 5 months, i've won over 80% of all my matches, and still I don't even get a chance at a title shot."

"Look babe, you'll get one okay? Just calm down, you don't need to work yourself to death just to get this belt."

"I want to."

"It's your choice, but just know I love you the way you are, with or without your belt."

I got up and left, because I didn't want to say something i'd regret. I didn't honestly believe that was why she was working out, but I trust her. I know that if there is some other reason why she is doing it, and it's important enough, she'll tell me. At least thats what i'm telling myself.