Here’s a shorter story than what I usually write I put down to try and take a break from the longer story I’ve been writing. It was supposed to be a quick one shot, but I may make the premise into a series in the days to come. Let me know what you all think!
A QUICK AUDITION
“You’re sure this Is the place?” Asked Amelia, double checking the information on her phone. “Yeah! This is definitely the address.” Answered Annabelle. The two sisters stood looking at the fairly large compound as they got out of the car. It was a larger building than the two had expected for this organization, made of beige painted stone and with two automatic doors in the front with the company’s logo embossed on the windows. “See? GFF”. Annabelle continued, pointing out the logo. “Alright then, let’s go.” Said Amelia, a bit nervously.
The two girls, both 19 years old, were almost identical to each other. They had their differences, but the two were both slender and fit, had bright blonde hair, green eyes and smaller but perky breasts. One could tell the difference between the two if they looked however. Amelia had a more circular face compared to Annabelle’s angled one, and Annabelle sported higher cheekbones and just the slightest bit more curvature to her waist. They were both insanely attractive, with slim athletic bodies born from a school career of sports and extracurricular activities, which was in fact what brought them here today.
As they entered, they were greeted by a smiling middle aged woman seated behind a desk. “Good morning! You must be the 10:30 appointments right?” She said, checking something on her laptop. “Amelia and Annabelle Bailey?” The girls nodded in reply. “That’s us.” Amelia said cheerfully. “Okay!” Said the receptionist. “Looks like we have you set up with David up in room 12 That’s on the second floor, just down the hall to the right. Head on up and just let yourselves in.” She said, handing over a keycard to the girls who gave the woman their thanks and headed for the elevator.
“This is gonna be a blast! Do you think they’ll let us in?” Annabelle grinned once they were in the elevator headed up. “I hope so. This looks like a fun way to earn some cash and come on…we’re definitely a catch. They’ll HAVE to, right?” Amelia smiled. Finally, they had arrived at the door to room 12. Amelia swiped the keycard and the telltale click of the lock engaging gave them the signal to turn the handle and enter. Room 12 was large, with a soft beige carpeted floor and two matching leather couches on either side of the room. There were pieces of camera equipment laid aside around the walls and the one large window in the back of the room was covered in blackout curtains. A young man, probably no older than 30 with brown hair and glasses smiled at them as he noticed them walk into the room. “Oh is it 10:30 already?” He said politely and came to shake their hands. He was genial, welcoming and more than polite as he greeted the sisters. “I’m so sorry we have to meet here instead of in my office, but we had a shoot just before your appointment.” He said before going to the far corner of the room where a briefcase sat out of the way. “We can move there if you’d like.” He continued as he opened the case and began to rifle through some papers before drawing out two and two clipboards to go with them.
The girls looked at each other before smiling and shaking their heads. “Here is just fine.” Said Annabelle before taking her sister’s arm and drawing them to one of the couches. “Excellent! My name is David, and I assume you are Amelia and Annabelle?” The girls nodded and he walked over to them, pulling a fold out chair that was seated in the corner with the filming equipment along with him. He sat down in front of them and attached the two papers to the clipboards before handing one to each of them. “I won’t waste your time telling you what we do here at the Girl Fight Federation. You wouldn’t be here if you didn’t already know that, and you clearly already passed the pre interview so I’ll just get down to the rules here.” He said kindly, raising an eyebrow before adding “Unless you have any questions?” When neither sister spoke up, he nodded. “Good! Now, those papers are just checklists for you to fill out. If we accept you, those will tell us what rules, what clothing, and other...aspects...of this business you’ll be okay with going forward. We’ll honor them each and every time and you’ll never be pressured to break them, though you should know that the more options you check off, the better chance you’ll have of getting a fight…”
The girls looked at the forms. They were quite expansive and covered a long list of options in many different areas. Of course, they knew that they were signing up for a catfight and wrestling fetish website, but this one had one of the most pristine reputations in the business. Amelia and Annabelle had always loved a good scrap, and when Annabelle had shown Amelia the videos she had found on her very recently ex boyfriend’s search history...well, a night of wine and web browsing had turned into an idea...then a dare...neither girl could resist a good dare, or a good fight. So, here they were, sitting in front of a seemingly kind young man, and listening to the ins and outs of the federation. Were they really going to do this? Well...neither girl had been accepted yet, so no need to be anxious just now.
“Some things you need to know for sure...All of our girls are friends here. We won’t have any drama or fighting outside of the film shoots, is that clear?” David said, firmly but not unkindly. “If you have issues, we expect you to work it out civilly, or end it here at the compound.” Both sisters nodded, smiling politely. “Second,” He continued, “We have sponsorships here, and if you’re sponsored, we’ll make sure it follows what you outline in your checklists before we accept it. But...if you turn down a sponsorship, it’s a negative mark on your record. We may not include you in as many projects if you turn down too many.” He leaned back in his chair then and smiled at them both again, “You CAN turn them down though. Every girl here has turned down at least one in the past so no REAL pressure there.” The girls looked back and forth from David to the checklists they were given as he talked until there was a click at the door, indicating someone was coming in. David looked up and beamed as two girls entered, both in silk bras and panties with thigh high net stockings. The girls glistened, hair soaking wet and looking freshly washed, though their bodies showed the tell tale signs of red marks, scratches and bruises freshly formed.
“Oh!” Exclaimed one of the girls, blushing a bit. “We’re sorry, we didn’t know someone was here, just came to get our stuff.” This girl was shorter and more thickly built than the twins and looked a slight contrast to the other girl who was tall and rail thin. Oddly enough, the smaller, stockier girl looked the worst of the two in terms of marks and bruises. “Oh no worries.” David smiled. “Amelia, Annabelle, I want to introduce you to Farah and Ava!” he said, indicating the thicker girl with the short sandy blonde hair as Farah, and the taller thin girl, sporting a jet black ponytail as Ava. “These two just got done filming a fight and are fresh out of the showers.” He grinned as Ava and Farah came and shook the twins hands respectfully, all four of them trading cordial greetings and “Nice to meet you”’s all around.
“Amelia and Annabelle here want to join up.” David said. “They’re twins, if that wasn’t obvious.” He chuckled a bit. “Why don’t you tell them what it’s like?” He asked of the two newcomers. “Well, if you get in, it's SO much fun.” Farah smiled as she and her companion sat on the opposite couch. Ava crossed her arms and spoke then, “Fun yeah, but you’ve gotta have a thick skin. Can’t go getting all teary eyed over taking a punch.” She smirked. “But seriously, it’s a good time here, and the company takes care of us. You won’t have anything to worry about IF you get in.” She emphasized the word ‘if’ as if it were a serious doubt.
All this time, Amelia and Annabelle had been filling out their sheets as they listened. They had snuck glances at each other's pages, and not to be outdone, had ended up ticking off a large majority of the items on the sheets as things they would be comfortable with. The two of them looked at each other, then back to their questionnaires as if wondering if they had been wise in answering the way they had. Defiantly however, both of them thrust the clipboards forward to David who took them eagerly. He looked them over briefly and his eyebrows went up in surprise. “Looks like the two of you don’t have much you’re against doing. That’s good.” He scanned them more at length, then looked up at the two sisters with a smile. “Well, I should tell you that you can change these at any time if you’d like. That is…” He said holding up a hand. “If we accept either of you. I hope I haven’t given you false hope...you’re both good fits in most ways, but there IS just one last thing we need.
The sisters were beaming. “Yeah?” Annabelle asked. “Name it.” Amelia followed up, both of them leaning forward in their seats. David stood and folded his chair up. “Well, before I can let either of you in, we’ll want to hold a quick audition.” He said, putting his chair aside and looking at their questionnaires again, but saying no more. The two sisters looked at each other, then back at David, expecting him to expand on this. He looked up briefly and said “Oh, sorry I’m just going over what you’re okay with.” And returned to his perusal of the sheets. “I’ll take one of em!” Ava said with a wicked smile in her eyes. “Me too!” Said Farah, looking at the two sisters with a mischievous glare in her eyes.
“No...no..I don’t think so.” David said with a wave of his hand. “You two just came out of a match and I want them against someone fresh…” He thought for a moment longer. “Well, I think it’s obvious. I want you two lovely ladies to take each other on.” He said, finally setting aside the two checklists. “We’ve not had a pair of sisters, much less twins come along wanting to join together.” He shrugged. “I think it’s a good opportunity.”
Amelia and Annabelle were a bit shocked. They hadn’t been sure what to expect, but this hadn’t been what they’d thought would happen. They had of course brought a few outfits appropriate for a match in case they would be asked to model or pose for whoever they interviewed with, but had no idea they would actually be asked to fight today, much less with each other. “Well?” David asked. “Is that acceptable? We’ll of course pay you for the match if you would like us to film it, and it will give us the opportunity to see just what you’re made of. Once we see it, I’ll decide whether one or both of you belong or not. Farrah and Ava can referee and help me make a decision too if they’d like.” The other two girls gave wicked smiles and agreed immediately.
Amelia and Annabelle looked at each other questioningly. Both girls were wondering if the other would say no, though they found themselves thinking back to their younger childhood. The two of them had been as rough and tumble with each other as any pair of boy siblings could’ve been. Wrestling all over the living room, their bedrooms, their backyard, even donning their father’s old boxing gloves a time or two and punching it out for the fun of it. Many laughs and good times had accompanied their girlhood tests of strength and they knew immediately that they were both on board. They were confident that the two of them could both keep it civil and give everyone involved a good enough show that they would be welcomed to the company with enthusiasm.
“I’m game if you are.” Smiled Amelia. “It’s on!” Annabelle grinned back. “Excellent!” Said David, rubbing his hands together. “Now, I don’t see any reason to delay. Let’s go ahead and get going. Which set would you girls like to use?” He asked. The checklists had listed many different arenas that were here at the compound, and both girls had checked every single one of them off as places they would be willing to tangle with someone in. Everything from a professional style ring to a mud pit. It was no wonder that the compound was so large...they had everything they needed right here on site, and there was no need to leave the property to film or produce a project. There were a dozen or more settings they could choose from, and both girls thought about it briefly while David waited. Both sisters found themselves thinking back to their childhood tussles once again, and before long they both had the answer. “The backyard?” Amelia asked, knowing what her sister would say before she even voiced it. “Well duh.” Annabelle grinned at her. “Okay!” David said, obviously pleased that they had come to a quick decision. “Now for the rules, what do you two say to a little cat scrap? We’ll let you wrestle, slap and pull hair, choking is fine, and….” He seemed to be thinking to himself for a second. “Since we’re going to be doing sister vs sister here, let’s spice it up by allowing you to bite each other.” he smirked with a wicked gleam in his eye.
This took the two of them aback a little bit. This ruleset would allow them to go further than they ever had with each other before. They had expected to maybe do some wrestling to start with, but it seemed that David was determined to test them a bit more thoroughly with this audition. The shock must’ve been clear on their faces, because David smiled and shook his head. “Look, those are kind of mild rules here...I suppose if you’re not up for it then-” he started, but was interrupted. “N-no! We’ll do it!” Annabelle said quickly before the whole thing got shot down. The two of them were not about to piss away 500 dollars or more per project because they were sheepish. “Excellent!” David grinned and nodded. “If you two want to get changed into something more appropriate, Farah and Ava can show you to the changing rooms.” He picked up his briefcase and smoothed out the front of his button down shirt with his free hand. “Ava, why don’t you second Annabelle, and Farah, you can coach Amelia? Sounds fair to me.” He said and started toward the door. “When you’re ready, meet me out back. I trust you can show them the way?” He looked at Farah and Ava who nodded, grins on their faces.
In about an hour, all four girls found themselves together in the elevator headed downstairs. Ava and Farah had been more than helpful. They had given the sisters tips while helping them get ready. How to put on a good show, what was popular in the federation, things fans would love to see, and gave them both encouragement to ease their nerves at not only what was about to happen, but for their prospects for getting in. “I’ve never seen David jump right into an audition like that. He usually asks a lot more questions.” Farah had told Amelia. Ava had told Annabelle much the same thing. “I think you’ll both be fine. Just don’t give up in thirty seconds flat and he’ll be sure to let you in. David’s usually a tough sell on the new girls but he seems to like you.” she had said.
They all made their way to the backdoor where once again, a key card was needed to open access. Stepping out back, they saw an expansive lawn with soft, carefully groomed grass covering a large area of land. The entire thing was surrounded by high, carefully trimmed hedges that could easily block the view of what was going on from any onlookers. The only part that was not covered by the hedge wall was an opening covered by a large gate toward the back, which Amelia and Annabelle guessed led to the other outdoor sets the company had at their disposal. The sisters looked at each other nervously and kicked off their shoes on the patio along with their socks before treading down the stairs that lead to the lawn. Both of them had opted for a simple but sexy outfit for their match at the behest of their seconds. They both wore simple t shirt bras, Amelia’s a dark shade of grey and Annabelle’s in royal blue. They wore short, tight running shorts in matching colors to their tops and had opted of course, to go barefoot. The two girls had no qualms at going at each other in what basically amounted to underwear. Neither was very shy, and they had seen each other stark naked more than a few times throughout their lives. What difference did this make? They had tromped around the house in similar outfits before after all.
David smiled at them as they came out to the middle of the lawn. The grass was cool and soft under their bare feet, still damp with the tiniest bit of morning dew in the cool spring air. “Oh shit, he’s got the cameras up. He NEVER does that for audition fights.” Ava whispered to Annabelle as they made their way to the center of the lawn. Two other men were there, clearly to run the cameras. They paid no attention to the girls as they fiddled with their equipment. “I hope you don’t mind, but I thought we’d get this on camera.” David said as he looked both of the sisters over. “Like I said, we don’t get many sister vs sister fights here, and I think it’s a great opportunity...of course, we’ll give you a cut of the profits just like we would any of our girls. If...well frankly if it’s good enough to sell. Let’s say…$100 dollars for the loser, and $300 for the winner? It is your first fight after all. Can’t really justify giving you the full royalties just yet.” he shrugged as he looked at the scene around him. Annabelle and Amelia were ecstatic! They were going to get paid just for auditioning! This day wouldn’t be a bust no matter what happened.
“Normally, we’d do some interviews first, but I think we can skip that.” He said, more to one of the camera crew than to the girls. “Just throw some text on the screen before opening straight to the fight.” He finished and plopped himself into his fold out chair set just behind the camera line. “Now, don’t worry about staying in the shot. Use as much room as you’d like, and the crew will follow you. Ignore the cameras. Farah, Ava, just sit back there in the background and cheer for your girl if you want. Otherwise, just be there to pull them apart if they go too far outside of the rules.” Amelia gave Annabelle a wink who returned a small smile. They had been forewarned by the veteran girls not to push the envelope too much on the rules for an audition. That could hurt their chances.
“Are you ready?” David asked. The two twins never looked away from each other as they nodded. “Yeah.” Amelia said with her hands on her hips. “Oh I’m ready.” Annabelle rolled her neck and put her hands up in a semblance of a wrestler’s stance. “Alright then, enough talking.” David said, leaning back in his chair and holding up a hand. “Rolling…..Action…..Fight.” He said bringing his hand down to signal the start of the match.
The sisters were startled by the sudden beginning, but recovered quickly, beginning to circle each other warily. “Just like when we were kids huh?” Annabelle smirked as they eyed each other. “Not exactly.” Amelia quipped back as the two of them came forward and grappled each other in a classic collar and elbow tie up. Their muscles strained against one another and they continued to circe, bare feet making the tiniest scraping noise in the grass as they clutched at one another. Amelia made the first real move, pivoting and taking Annabelle in a tight side headlock. It was short lived as Annabelle gave her sister a hard shove, pushing them apart. As they separated, Annabelle whipped out her right hand and delivered a hard slap directly to Amelia’s cheek. The smacking sound elicited a short sympathetic intake of breath from the girls spectating. Amelia touched her cheek and grimaced before snarling at her sister. “Bitch.” She growled before snatching at Annabelle’s hair and tugging it with both hands pulling her in closer.
Annabelle yelped in pain and tried to pry her sister’s hands off of her but not before she was jerked to the soft grass on her back. Amelia straddled her and the two of them wrapped their arms around each other, now beginning a battle they knew all too well with each other as they tumbled and tossed, rolling around with vigor and determination. “Don’t wear yourself out!” Ava called from the background, sounding like a warning for both of them. If this was over too fast, it wouldn’t look very good as an audition. After a few moments of tangling together, Amelia managed to get the upper hand, laying atop her sister with their arms squeezing each other tightly. Amelia looked down at Annabelle and smirked before opening her right hand and bringing it down into her sister’s side. Not once, not twice, but over and over and over again. *Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, SMACK* her open handed strikes sounded out like gunfire as they came down, eliciting a groan from Annabelle. “Come on Belle, is this it?” She asked as she wailed away on her sister’s bare ribs. “Eat me” came Annabelle’s reply as she leaned up and dug her teeth in hard at Amelia’s shoulder. “AAAAGHHHH FUCK YOU FUCKING BIT ME YOU FUCKING BI-” Amelia’s tirade was interuppted by Annabell’s knees roughly shoving her off and sending her rolling away.
“Not against the rules.” Annabelle snarled as she snatched up her sister by the hair and yanked her roughly to her feet. Amelia yelped as her opponent twirled, jerking her hair and letting go, sending her stumbling away. Annabelle didn’t attack, but instead put up her hands and let Amelia turn to face her. “Let’s GO!” Annabelle almost shouted at Amelia as she waved her hands in a ‘come get me’ gesture. Amelia wasted no time complying as she closed the distance with Annabelle. The two grabbed hold of each other’s hair with one hand and began raining open handed slaps down on each other's faces with their free hands. The lawn was peppered by the sounds of brutal flesh on flesh smacks, as well as the shouts, grunts and whimpers of the two opponents. “Get her!” “Fuck her face up!” called the two spectating women as they looked on, clearly more than impressed by how this was going. The girls’ slap fest continued for a moment more until finally, they both buried both hands in each other’s hair, bending over at the waist with the force of pressure on their blonde tresses. They pulled and grunted for a long moment, both turning circles around each other as they attacked each other’s scalps.
“I always kinda wanted this LITTLE sister.” Said Amelia through clenched teeth as she gave a firm tug on Annabelle’s hair. “Oh please, ten goddamned minutes before me and you never shut up about it.” snarled Annabelle, returning the furious pull that she had received. They danced and clutched each other tightly until finally, Annabelle let go with one hand and shoved her arm out, impacting straight on with Amelia’s left breast. The tissue was mashed in as Annabelle stiff armed her, pushing her “older” sister back. Amelia gasped and cursed as she was forced to unhand Annabelle’s hair, only to find herself being spear tackled to the grass. Annabelle wasted no time, pinning her sister to the ground and glaring down at her. “LITTLE sister is beating your ass Amelia…” She said as she grapevined her legs with Amelia’s, stretching them apart. To her credit, Amelia did not cry out. She didn’t even betray a hint of pain in her face except to stare daggers up at Annabelle. “Fuck you.” she said defiantly as she began to wriggle and writhe in the pin. “That’s all you can say right now? ‘Fuck you’? You used to shit talk better than that when we were five.” Annabelle chuckled, pressing harder down on her opponent.
Both girls were vaguely aware of one of the cameramen zooming in on them, though they dared not look at him. In all honesty, it didn’t matter. All that mattered now was the person that was trying to beat them. Trying to hurt them. All that mattered was the two sisters, and their mutual desire to best the other here and now. Amelia continued to squirm and wriggle beneath Amelia until she found a stroke of luck. Their bodies were wet and slick with the dew that still clung to the grass, and she was able to slip her arms and legs free with one mighty heave of effort. She grabbed Annabelle by the waist and turned, wrestling her “younger’ sister onto her side where she quickly clamped an arm around her throat. Annabelle gagged as her neck was clutched and began to try to pry at the capturing arm as it pressed in. “Oh I’ve got you now cxnt.” Amelia smirked as she pressed in the chokehold and snapped her legs around her sister’s waist for good measure.
The girls were on their sides now, Amelia choking Annabelle for all she was worth. Annabelle kicked and writhed as her eyes bulged and her mouth let out traitorous gasps and coughs of breathlessness. Again however, the dew covered grass came to the rescue and Annabelle was able to slip her body to the side, relieving the pressure on her neck. Amelia was smart enough to give up the hold before her sister could try something else and rolled away. The girls, heaving deep breaths into their lungs, slowly got to their feet. “Oh I am gonna fuck you UP for that.” Annabelle growled. “Come on then bitch! Come get it!” Amelia smirked back. And again, they charged. This time, they didn’t grapple, or grab hair or wrestle on their feet, but instead sent wild open handed blows to every inch of each other’s bodies they could reach. They slapped and smacked and shouted and cursed each other until a large portion of their exposed skin was covered in angry red welts. They went at it like this for some time until something inside both of them snapped. “BITCH!” shouted Amelia at the same time that Annabelle screamed “CUUUUNT!” At that moment, both girls closed their fists and slugged each other full in the mouth with all the power they had at their disposal. They staggered and curled like snakes to come at each other again, but Ava and Farah were there in a flash, pulling them apart.
“Hey...HEY!” Ava said to Annabelle as she held her arms. David had called “CUT!” as this happened. “Do you want in this club or not?!” She said in a whisper. “Fucking cool it.” She scolded as the two of them watched Amelia and Farah across from them in a similar struggle. “Look, I don’t know what you two are playing at, but you’d better keep to the rules.” Farah whispered as she struggled to hold Amelia in place. “I kinda like you, and I want you in the club so if you and your sister wanna kill each other, fucking SAVE IT.” She said.
“Are we good here?” David asked, in a nonchalant tone. After the sisters stopped struggling, Ava and Farah nodded. “Okay good. Seconds, back out again and let’s go.” David seemed to be all business now as he raised his hand again and called out “Keep it civil you two, that’s your only warning….and….fight.” He said, bringing his hand down again. The sisters felt embarrassed at their chastisement but also couldn’t help but notice the tiny grin on David’s face as he called for a continuation. The two of them clashed together again, striking at each other though they were both careful to keep their hands open this time. They were still looking to do damage however, as they slapped, smacked and went at each other mercilessly.
Amelia was again the aggressor that changed the pace as she caught one of Amelia’s slaps aimed at her face with her arm. She grabbed the offending wrist and twisted savagely, bringing Annabelle’s arm behind her back in a hammerlock. She cranked the hold on and felt no shame as she reveled in the scream that came from her sister’s lips. Amelia couldn’t help but think back several years to when they were both twelve and she had caught her sister in a similar hold. “Say uncle?” She breathed into Annabelle’s ear with a grin. Back then, Annabelle had cried out “Owwww Uncleuncleuncleeeeeee!” Now however, her sister just snarled and wriggled until their sweat and dew slicked bodies allowed her to escape again. “Uncle this cxnt.” Annabelle said as she slammed her hand onto Amelia’s throat and swept her leg around to take her to the grass swiftly and without mercy. On the ground, Annabelle proceeded to strangle Amelia without mercy with one hand while raining down open handed smacks to her face with the other. “Had enough?” She asked as she continued her assault. Amelia gagged, whimpered and moaned as she was ravaged, but just wouldn’t surrender. Annabelle straddled her, holding her legs in place and continued to strangle her “older”sister. Farah and Ava called encouragement from the background as they struggled but neither of the combatants could really hear what was said...all their attention was focused on their current task. Amelia trying to escape, and Annabelle on strangling the fight out of her foe.
Annabelle was quite proficient at what she was doing. She knew how to safely choke her sister without killing her. She squeezed at the sides of her neck, never putting the slightest pressure on Amelia’s windpipe. Amelia kicked and squirmed as her eyes rolled. They both noticed one of the crew zooming in on Amelia’s kicking legs as well as Annabelle’s ass straddled atop her. “Done. You’re done!” Annabelle said as Amelia continued to try and escape, her hands prying at the vice grip clutches of her sister. “Just tap out since you can’t say it.” Annabelle said calmly. She grew frustrated as she noticed Amelia’s struggles growing weaker. She felt Amelia’s kicking legs slow, felt the hands scrabbling at her wrists become clumsier. “FUCK AMELIA DON’T MAKE ME CHOKE YOU OUT GIVE THE FUCK UUUUUUPPP!!!” She shouted in frustration. Amelia still wouldn’t tap….
Slowly, over the course of the next twenty or so seconds, Amelia stopped struggling. Her eyes rolled back and her tongue popped ever so slightly out of her mouth in a most unflattering way. David was out of his chair quickly, but not as quickly as Ava and Farah were there pulling them apart. It wasn’t necessary however. Annabelle had let go as soon as she felt Amelia go completely limp in her grasp. Amelia lay unconscious as her sister sat with her second’s arms around her, keeping her from continuing, though it wasn’t needed. She had let go as soon as Amelia had gone limp. Annabelle gulped in air as she looked at her opponent, now being brought back to consciousness by Farah’s caring arms. As Amelia came around and looked at her, Annabelle just smiled sadly. “Are you okay?” She asked, surprised at the compassion in her own voice. She had wanted to gloat. Wanted to brag and lord it over her sister, but just couldn’t now.
“I’m okay. You?” Amelia asked, rubbing her throat, her voice a little hoarse. “I’m good.” Was all Annabelle said. The sound of clapping broke their reverie as David stood, beaming. “That’s a wrap!” He said, making his way over to the two of them. “That was INCREDIBLE!” He said as he helped both of them to their feet. “I have no problem going ahead and telling you that both of you are in, without question.” The girls sat in the grass and looked at each other for a moment before looking back to the handsome young man who was now handing them two pocket sized booklets. “These will tell you all of the ins and outs of the GFF and both have the members only website listed. You can look at that, and get an idea of who we have here. We look forward to working with both of you.” He said before turning and walking back toward the house. “Farah and Ava, show them the showers if you would.” He added, ,never turning back.
The sisters looked at each other again. Annabelle gave a half smile and went to hug Amelia. Amelia, however, jerked away from her. “Not now Belle. Just….I need a minute.” She said, jumping to her feet and walking away with Farah trailing not far behind her. “Good job.” Farah mouthed at Annabelle silently before trailing Amelia back to the compound building. Annabelle saw Ava’s hand reach down to her, and accepted it, standing to her feet with the thinner girl’s help. “Don’t worry about her.” Ava said with a shrug as she pulled Annabelle to her feet. “She’ll come around.” Ava smiled and put her hands on Annabelle’s shoulders.
“Welcome to the GFF.” She said with a quick rub of Annabelle’s shoulders. “Go ahead and read that handbook all the way through. Once you finish the ‘call out’ chapter, shoot me a text.” she said, handing Annabelle a piece of paper with a phone number scribbled on it before leaning in to whisper in her ear. “I think we could have all KINDS of fun on the mats.” She winked before turning away from Annabelle and walking away back toward the compound behind the other girls.
Annabelle was left alone now, wondering what Ava had meant exactly. Wondering what might have changed between her and her sister. Wondering just what this club held for the two of them. Wondering how this whole thing was going to develop. The prospects before her seemed daunting, but they also seemed endlessly exciting. She smiled to herself and took a deep breath. They were both in it now, and only time would tell just what that meant.
