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Annabelle confidently struts through the Spaghetti Town mall, flashing a smile at the fans who recognise her, even stopping to sign an autograph or two. She was one day away from the first match of her career. A showdown with Maaike Hoekstra. And if she kept smiling, kept that confident bounce in her step, maybe just maybe she could trick herself into forgetting how utterly terrified she is.
How the hell was she going to handle a musclebound freak like Maaike? Provoking her just might have been a major error in judgement. But still, at least she’d be the centre of attention on WWA’s social media right now. After all, this was her debut. That HAD to be the top story, surely.
Annabelle grabs her phone and loads WWA’s official site, expecting to see photos of herself all over the homepage. But her expression quickly turns to a frown, as a story about a new signing called ‘Maggie Emily’ has been given every bit as much coverage as Annabelle’s debut match.
Maggie Emily? Who the hell was Maggie Emily? Annabelle clenches a fist. She shares the spotlight with no one. Something will have to be done.
