"Oh great, oh crap, oh shit. Just watch all the eyes on me....I'm already making a bad first impression. Maybe I can prove myself in the ring. Wait...oh shit I'm totally screwed!!!" was mentally rampaging through the browny-blonde girl's mind as she rapidly remove her casual clothing to reveal more of her model like body in a black bra and matching panties, the former revealing a little cleavage while the latter exposes the bottom tenth of her tushie.
'Running late?'
Those words caught her attention. Someone actually wants to talk to the Kiwi newcomer. So naturally she'd look over toward the origin of those words...only to see a stretching beauty. "Well...yeah...you can say that. I guess I should start using an alarm clock or something," she shyly tries to make a joke but smiling a little. "I'm Bellatrix Taylor, nice to meet you," she introduces herself, almost as if forgetting that she is currently only in her underwear.
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