Gum in Her Hair - Mimete vs Gum

Mimete made her entrance at the top of the ramp. She was dressed in her flower skirt bikini and immediately gave a sour frown as the habitual heel boos greeted her. She carried a parasol over one shoulder and lifted one of her nailed fingers to lower her sunglasses and glare at the crowd. Then she snorted snobbily and strutted her way down to the ring like she was walking down Beverly Hills rather than a wrestling ring ramp.

She climbed inside and would soon hand her glasses, umbrella and jewelry to an official as she looked impatiently up the ramp at ring entrance to await her opponent.

After Mimete hit the ring, the sounds of [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfdP-JlaFCI:3nmvvfdt]Gum's entrance theme[/url:3nmvvfdt] came exploding over the arena's speakers. The young blonde headed came running through the arena's entrance, jumping into the air as she headed towards the ramp with a loud "Yeah!" She was feeling on top of the world, she had one her first match quite easily. She grinned wide, looking out over the cheering crowd as she came racing down the ramp towards the ring. She slid under the ropes and jumped up to her feet, looking over towards Mimete. She stepped towards her, calling out at her with a bit of a tease in her voice.

"Hey you! I heard the boos...those guys don't like you too much, huh?"

Mimete was in the process of taking off her sunglasses and gave her head an arrogant shake.

"How dare you, you little twit. And in any case what would you expect from these illiterate, sweaty hillbillies. A woman of my class and elegance is out of their league so they must congreagate to poor, white trash like you eating out of a gutter.

Gum rolled her eyes at Mimete, trying to stifle a laugh aimed at the orange-haired woman.

"Geez. You sound like you've got an attitude problem, too. No wonder they don't like you!"

She grinned, lifting her hands, pounding her fist into her open palm. "Don't worry. I'll beat that attitude out of you before we're done here!"

Mimete would attempt to slap Gum across the face.

"Little tramp! You think I would let you put your grimy little hands on me?!"

Gum took Mimete's slap, but didn't seem too bothered by it. She rubbed her cheek slowly, staring at Mimete, before responding to her.

"Your slap is kind of weak...let's see what you think about mine!"

Then, she drew back her fist, aiming to clobber Mimete with a big right hook at she swung it forward.

Mimete took it right to the kisser. She staggered back mightily and collapsed into corner. She grabbed at ehr face giving high pitched shrieks and yelps.

The ref came up to her and immediately Mimete started to fuss to him.

"Sh-she broke my nose. She used a closed fist!" Of course her nose was not really broken and the match had not officially started yet. She glared angrily at Gum, forthing at the mouth and looking all flustered.

"You little bitch! I'm going to kill you!"

She shoved the ref away and started to stalk angrily at Gum.

Gum rolled her eyes again, folding her arms over her chest and watching Mimete in return. She shook her head, grinning towards Mimete.

"Kill me? I would love to see you try, you spoiled bitch. Bring it on!"

Mimete gave a loud shriek and would attempt to tackle Gum down to the mat as the ref officially started the match wanting to tear at Gum's face and hair.

The ball rang, and Mimete came charging at Gum. The once gang member would wait for Mimete to try to tackle her, actually letting the girl carry her to the mat. As soon as she was on her back, though, Gum would lift her arm and try to club towards the side of Mimete's head several times, wanting to strike at her before the orange-haired girl struck back at herself.