Lucky You

XIX

The screen showed Alexa Bliss caustically walking down the corridor which her title and a group of security she hired.

"Alexa, what are you doing? And why are you hold garlic?"

The General Manager of RAW, Kurt Angle questioned the young woman who was indeed holding a head of garlic.

"The garlic is for that crazy witch, Quinn and the security is here because you don't seem to care about your champion."

A roar of laughs escaped the arena as Alexa began moving the garlic around her.

"Okay, Alexa get rid of that garlic. Quinn isn't here yet and two, your security have to go. We have a very attentive security."

The security looked down at Alexa who shooed them away with the smell of the garlic.

"If I re-call, Alexa , you said that you wanted competition and you got it. Instead of worrying about the security staff, you should get ready for your match tonight against Quinn."

Alexa's eyes nearly plunged out of her skull as Kurt walked away, a small smile on his face.

"You can't do that, Kurt! Hey! Don't walk away from your Champion!"

Alexa yelled after Kurt, running after him with fear in her eyes and worry in her stomach.

The arena laughed at her begging efforts as the screen faded to black.

An hour into the show, Alexa stood in the center of the ring. Her face sweaty with fear and frustration.

"The following match is scheduled for one fall. In the ring is the RAW Women's Champion, Alexa Bliss!"

Alexa was yelling at the ref when she stopped when she heard..

"Gliiter...Glitz..Sparkle..Bliss.."