Jamie Valentine vs Maricarmen Juarez

Jamie's confidence remained intact until the moment before impact. Her eyes widened, and when Maricarmen locked up with her she was immediately overwhelmed and driven back into the ropes so hard she almost lost her balance on the rebound.

"Ohhmigod!" She gasped. "How are you so strong?"

She looked for the ref and waited for her to get in position and separate them. She felt a little safe on the ropes, where Maricarmen couldn't legally get her. She'd be fine there. One would think that she'd eventually have to let go of the ropes and go on with the match, but they'd be wrong. She would hang on to the top rope for dear life indefinitely, until something good happened, like maybe Maricarmen would be disqualified somehow. Maybe get hit with the 5-count and not back off in time, and Jamie would win! In record time!

Maricarmen was slightly flustered at Jamie's outcry. She wasn't weak, that's for sure but she was by no means a powerhouse. She trained as aa luchador and was built more for agility that straight power. With a moments embarrassment and the distraction that came from it, Maricarmen was unable to turn her superior position into a whip as the ref girl came over.

Maricarmen backed away and furrowed her brow. "S-Stop it!" She yelled suddenly and looked to aim another kick into Jamie's gut. She certainly wasn't going to get DQ'd for one kick and if it landed, she would try and grab Jamie and whip her tot he other side of the ropes.

Jamie was safe at last. Her ingenious tactic with the ropes was already paying off. Her opponent backed off, and she only wrapped her arms tighter around the top rope. She wasn't taking any chances.

"Haaugh!" She cried out as another kick landed to her ribs, doubling her over. She would've dropped to the mat were she not clinging so tightly to the ropes. "Aahhhhhh!" She moaned.

Before she knew it, Maricarmen had peeled one of her arms away and was trying to pull her away and fling her around the ring. Her other arm stayed wrapped over the top rope and she held on while her arms were stretched out. She made a low noise with the strain, shut her eyes tight, but held on.

"Stop it! Leave me alone! I never did anything to you!"

Maricarmen tugged at Jamie, intent to whip her ancd perform a spectacular maneuver for the crowd and turn this farse into an actual match. By this time, Maricarmen was convinced that Jamie was incompetent and didn't even belong in a ring. She briefly considered if Jamie had family in the business or perhaps stooped to more dubious methods just to get some exposure. Wrestling was in her blood and that really roiled her up.

"Shut up!" Maricarmen snapped at Jamie's protest. She pulled her arm up to throw a clubbing forearm at Jamie's face. She had to keep her stunned and pry her off the ropes so she could actually perform wrestling moves. She had only been capable of ugly strikes so far.

If she could manage to daze Jamie, she would reach for that pesky entangled atm and grab at it to pull Jamie into a knee to keep her stunned and try and roll her into a small package pin. Getting this match over with now would be the best thing for both of them Maricarmen had decided.

Thump.

"Ow!" Jamie's head snapped back from Maricarmen's forearm. She had no way to defend, unless she let go of the ropes, and that was just crazy. She also couldn't defend against the knee her opponent slammed into her stomach, and as a result it felt like her stomach was launched up into her throat. She folded up noiselessly and unconsciously moved her arm from the ropes to cover her stomach.

Then she was tumbling head over heels. Something about the feeling of it, her body reacted to it, and she threw herself back as Maricarmen rolled her up, rolling with it and using her momentum to complete a backward somersault and land on her feet. Then for one gleeful moment she was in the air, jumping up into a short dropkick at Maricarmen's face.

She landed on her side and quickly got to all fours. "Hahaha! That worked? You fell for that?" She grinned, ecstatic, but only for a moment. She groaned and clutched her stomach as the horrible, horrible pain brought her back face first into the mat.

Maricarmen was caught off guard by the agile maneuvers of Jamie. SHE was the one who was supposed to be pulling off moves like that, not this loser! But she didn't have time to react as suddenly there was a pair of boots in her face.

She let out a grunt as she was pushed backwards and put on her back.
She shook her head and looked u, blinking away the momentary cobwebs. Her face went red as she heard Jamie's taunt but when she looked up and tried to get to her knees, she saw Jamie was down. "Que?!" She muttered and shook her head even more before spinning around and crawling over to Jamie. Maricarmen wondered if she just got lucky and went to see by trying to push Jamie onto her back and go for a quick cover, pushing her chest onto Jami's face to hold one hand down with her body while her arms reached out to keep Jamie's other arm down.

If she even got the pin, it would be sloppy and she wasn't really expecting it to succeed but it would likely be a good gauge of Jamie's current status as well as giving the crowd a thrilling kick out.

Jamie groaned some more as she was rolled onto her back. She blinked several times and wondered briefly how many light there were on the ceiling, and who put them there. Whoever did it did a really good job.

Instinctively, her body kicked out before the ref was even in position, without any help from her wandering mind, but her shoulders stayed planted. She wasn't sure what to do. Did she just try to kick out again? Was that kosher?

She shook her head and snapped back to reality in time to hear the ref's hand slap the match for the count of "Two!" Instantly she threw her legs up again and kicked as hard as she could, this time knocking Maricarmen off of her in the process. She scowled, narrowed her eyes, and started slowly and dramatically pulling herself to her feet.

"Nice pin, hoss." She growled, in a low, dangerous sounding voice. "Lemme spoil the ending for ya, that ain't happenin' today."

Maricarmen was been surprised at a two count but when she didn't even get a one count. Still she smiled a little bit. Her opponent really did seem THAT weak. Maricarmen pulled herself off of Jamie and looked down at her with a scowl. "Duh." She snapped with her irritated furrowed brow. "I'd go home now if you let that hit a three count." She muttered.

Maricarmen would then stand up, trying to pull Jamie up with her. Hopefully she could pull her into a headlock and wrench a little bit more stamina out of her.

"Rrrr..."

Jamie got to her feet to find her head stuck under Maricarmen's arm. That wouldn't do. She had to teach this whore right up front, put her in her place, before she got any big ideas like thinking that she could get over on her. Not happening, not tonight.

She pushed against the mat and drove herself forward into Maricarmen, pushing like a lunatic miniature linebacker to try to back her up to the ropes. See how she likes it. She's not so tough. Jamie couldn't remember for the life of her what possessed her to think that this pint-sized little girl was so big and strong. She had nothing on Jamie.

Maricarmen grinned as she got Jamie into the headlock, even though the girl seemed to be a little to eager to get her into it. Surprisingly enough however, Jamie was actually pushing Maricarmen backwards. She took a glance back and saw the ropes fast approaching and smiled. Jamie really was inexperienced if this was what she was trying. Maricarmen attempted to wrench Jamie's next and turn her backpedaling into a DDT. That should shut up that stupid jerk for a while if it hit.