I should be proud, excited, flattered that I was picked to fight in this extra special event, kicking off a brand new year in the Pit. In front of the highest of high society, the one-percenters who have seen it all, done it all, throwing money around like New Year’s confetti, while the diamonds glow and the champagne flows. Yeah, I should be proud, excited, flattered. And I would be if I was fighting any other opponent. But I’m fighting Bridgette. Again. In the Prestige Pit. Again. I can’t think about anything else but this fight. That’s why I decided to come here all by myself. I know Kelly and Mom will be out there in my corner later tonight. But right now I prefer to fly solo. No distractions.
I’m escorted to my exquisite suite and the minute I’m alone behind the locked door, I immediately strip down and pad nude into the beautiful bathroom and fill the jacuzzi bathtub. As the heated water churns and froths I unpack my bag, laying out my new black bikini with silver trim on the bed. Humming softly, I return to the bathroom and ease myself into the filled tub, settling in, stretching out as the bubbling water comes up to my chin. I lean my head back and close my eyes, breathing deeply, luxuriating, letting the water massage the tenseness in my body. Even though my body is relaxing my mind is still busy, working out a game plan and strategy for the big fight, thinking up counter moves for anything I think Bridgette might throw at me.
I finally force myself out of the tub, completely relaxed and slip on the plush terrycloth robe hanging on the hook on the bathroom door. Letting the robe dry me off I move back to the ornate mirrored dresser vanity and unpack my makeup and scented body oil. Letting the robe drop to the floor I slowly rub the oil all over my damp glistening skin, still humming and stealing glimpses of myself in the mirror. Then before I slip on my bikini I do some light stretching in front of the mirror knowing that the time is flying and very soon I’ll be making my way to the Pit and destiny! Yt