I was extremely confused on what in the hell my old enemy from high school was here... In my dorm.
(A/N: Ignore that Becky is in a ring)
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As Ronda Rousey approached me, two girls and some guy were behind her.
The girls looked a like, expect one was a bit taller and their facial features weren't the same as normal twins. I could definitely tell the difference if they tell me their names.
The guy had a pair of glasses on and was dressed in a suit? I don't know, I had an apprehensive feeling about him for whatever reason.
As I continued glaring at them, I felt a soft hand wrap around my arm and I looked over to see Natalya.
(A/N: Ignore the official guy and pretend it's just Nattie. Also ignore the fact Becky has her ring gear on)
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"Please Becks, they came from a long way and it took me a lot of convincing to help us. They want to help us, help you find Bayley." Natalya pleaded as her eyes became glossy.
I grumbled for a moment and thought about the idea.
There wasn't too many people I really trust right now. With Naomi wanting to apparently help us and now an old enemy from high school with these little dopes? No thanks.
"How do I know if you are genuine about this?" I asked Ronda, looking in her soul, trying to see if she's lying.
Ronda chuckled at me for a moment.
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