With a sudden gust of air, the massive blue double doors of the WWE Smackdown! arena swung open. That fiesty red-headed diva, Lita set foot inside the building. A mischievious smile was dancing upon those glossy lips of hers as she peered around with a new found excitement. Raising her right hand, Lita casuaully flipped a few loose strands of hair behind her back and began to stroll down the hallway. Finally, she found her way to the women's locker room and noticed that the next list of Smackdown! matches had been posted on the front. Lita peered at the list.
"Velocity, huh? Against Trish Stratus. Hmmm.. Well, I guess Stephanie wants me to start at the bottom and work my way to the top, huh? No biggie. I'll get there before anyone can say 'boo'. This'll be a piece of cake. Especially against her."
Smirking a bit, Lita ran her hand through her hair and peered down the busy hallway. Then she reached down and tugged softly upon her fishnets. Reaching out to the door to the women's locker room, Lita was just about to open it when she was approached by an interviewer. Lita peered up, noticing that it was none other than Coach.
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