Alena Saint vs Caitlin Boyd

Alena smiled to herself as she walked into the gym. She was rarely caught not smiling, it was just the way she was. She had no matches scheduled for today, but she wasnt about to sit down doing nothing either. So she decided to visit the gym facilities that the AFW had here. She had to stay in shape, or she'd suffer another humiliating loss like she did in her last match. And she certainly didn't want that to happen again.

"Okay!" she chirped, and started off with some aerobic exercices.

Caitlin stepped into the room with a low grumble, not seeming the least bit happy as she entered the gym.

"I can't believe someone actually did that to me..." She growled to herself, not even noticing the other girl in the room as she started trying to let off some steam on a punching bag, even though she wasn't really strong with her punches... or her kicks.

Alena's silent workout was interupted by fists striking a punching bag. Curious, she stopped what she was doing and went to investigate. When she got to the source of the noise, she found the oddest sight. A blond cheerleader was hitting a punching bag, and really going to town with it. It looked like she was ticked off about something.

Still, Alena wasn't one to pass an opportunity to make a new friend. Withoit another thought she approached the girl. "Hi there! How you doing?"

Caitlin heard another girl greeting her and stopped punching at the bag for a second. She reached out to hold it still, then sighed. "I'm not... really in the mood for a conversation right now. Could you please just leave me alone?" She asked as politely as she could.

Alena was slightly put off by the girl dismissing her the way she was, but wasn't entirely surprised. With the way she was going at that bag she had to be upset about something. Still, Alena wasn't one to give up so easily. "I'm just saying hi," she replied, still smiling brightly. "I'm Alena. What's your name?"

Caitlin sighed annoyedly as the girl didn't let off. Luckily for Alena, however, Caitlin wasn't the type to lash out at people and she decided to answer her question.

"Caitlin. Caitlin Boyd." She said. "You're... not going to go away until I tell you my problem, are you?"

Alena smiled upon hearing the cheerleader's name, glad that she was getting somewhere. At Caitlin's question, Alena blinked questionably. "But I didn't even ask if you had a problem," she said politely. "I'm just seeing what you were up too. Do you want to tell me your problem?"

Caitlin blinked when she realized that, and hung her head with a sigh, turning around for a moment. "I guess subconsciously I do." She replied.

"I just, expected the girls here would respect my decision, and one did not."

Alena nodded her head, and then tilted her head in confusion. "You're.....decision?"

"To be straight." She replied with a frown. "But apparently some around here don't know how to listen.."