( 2 Weeks Later )
*~Jeff's POV~*
For the past couple of weels Fallyn had been acting very strange for some odd reason. When people tried to talk to her, she would always had a look on her face and walked away. Not only with that, she has been losing more and more matches at live shows or events, she always lost, unless it was a tag team partner. Something is up and I am god damn determined to find out what.
"Hey Fallyn!" She turned around and noticed it was me. Once she recongized me, she turned away.
"Jeff, you cant be here."
"Why? I came to see what's wrong with you." I said in a soft tone as I went up to her and reached out with my hand. Fallyn had walked off, leaving me standing there. 'This has got to be a bad ass reason. I can feel it.' I thought to myself. ' Maybe I can figure it out, she has a match tonight, or something like that.'
( Later that Night)
*~Fallyn'sPOV~*
I didnt do what I had to do but I'm not risking anyone but myself.
"So are you ready to go my beautiful valet?" Punk asked while she stroked the side of my cheek.
"Listen Punk, I might be your valet, your arm candy, whatever you call it, but I am not, repeat NOT doing anything I wanna do. Got it?" I stongly told him and he just walked off chuckling... jackass. I noticed a yellow and black outfit laying on the bench. 'Am I suppost to wear this?' I questioned to myself. I went into one of the bathroom stalls and had gotten changed into the mysterious outfit. I walked out and stared into the mirror. I twirled around to get the full effect. Even though I was Punk's valet, I sorta like this outfit. "Now to get to the ring without seeing Jeff." I poked my head out of the women' s locker room and looked around for the Enigma. No where in sight. Unfortunatly, Matt spotted me and came over to talk to me.
"Woah! Look at you!" My outfit was black shorts woth a half yellow skirt with black stars. The top was leather, yellow to be exact. " What's with this whole new look? You look like a female version of Punk, only with you know, a few differences. 'No shit Matt...ode le...'
"I-I thought I would different attire for aerodynamics and stuff." I lied right to one of my best guy friends.
"Okay, well good luck tonight, doing whatever it is that you are doing."
"Thanks Matt." I gave him a quick hug and I began to walk out to the curtian and up came Punk.
"Ready?"
" I suppose."