Post by The Dynasty on Jul 12, 2007 15:39:00 GMT -5
The sun shines on the busy Downtown Tampa streets,business men and women fill the streets,entering and leaving the towering buildings that fill the downtown area.A few blocks away past the housing projects and abandoned buildings,stands a brick building the sign on the side of the building reads, "The Pit". A blue Lexus IS300 is parked on the side of the building,the front of the building opens and out steps the younger brother of XVI superstar Justin Evans,Jordan "The Next Big Thing" Evans.The younger Evans has his workout attire on, he opens the driver side door and grabs something out of the car and makes his way back inside the gym.Another car pulls into the parking lot,the car seems pretty much brand new the sun shines off the sliver paint,as the Bentley coupe pulls in the parking spot next to the Lexus and turns the engine off. The driver's side door swings open as XVI superstar Justin "The Answer" Evans steps out,a pair of Air Force One's on his feet,a pair of basketball shorts,and a black tanktop,he grabs his gym bag and closes the car door and sets the alarm. As he walks through the front door of the gym,his brother is off to the side hitting the heavy bag,as Charli runs on the treadmill. Justin walks over and sets his bag down on the bench and walks towards his brother and Charli as he starts to stretch.
----Justin---
What's up partnas?
Jordan hits the bag a few more times,then turns his attention to his brother.
-----Jordan-----
What's goin on J?Yo what happened the other night?Who's the contender?
Me and Rachel,and maybe Thor.
---Charli----
So pretty much the title match is gonna be a Triple Threat or 4-way?
Justin shrugs and nods his head as he stretches.
Don't matter,Triple Threat,4-way,royal rumble.It's all gravy,J will handle his business and get that title.
Justin laughs a little as he stands up.
I'm not worried about the title match,well not yet I have a No DQ match this week.
Against who?
Justin sits on the bench and puts tape on his wrists and tighten his shoelaces.
Rachel.
So another win for JE right?
Of course,but I know Rachel and it is a DQ match it's not gonna get handed to me.
Pft,whatever J you can beat Rachel no problem.
Justin shrugs and walks over by the punching bag and grabs a pair of gloves.He puts both the gloves on and walks back over his brother.
Tape me up.
Jordan looks at his brother,raised eyebrow wondering about his brother's perhaps lack of confidence.He picks up the tapes and starts taping the gloves.
What's wrong with you bro?any other time you have no doubts,you seem like your not all there.
Justin yanks his hands back from his brother almost sort of offended,Is he crazy?.He yanks the gloves off and gets in his brother's face.
I don't have any doubts,I NEVER have any doubts. I will win this match,and any other match I'm in,I WILL win the Nextgen title.
Charli walks over and grabs Justin's arm trying to pull him back a little.
J,chill come on back up
Justin looks at Jordan,and oh boy if looks could kill. He smirks a little and shoves his brother in the punching bag and turns and walks off. Charli stands in front of Jordan,making sure he doesn't go get his ass whooped.
Whatever it is up your ass you need to get it removed,because your not gonna win shit unless you do. I know whats bugging you and I think you do too.
Justin stops and quickly turns around and looks at his brother and takes a few steps forward.
Oh yea J?Tell me go ahead and tell me what's bugging me.Because I'd really like to know.
Charli looks at Justin and looks back at Jordan.
Babe,Just drop it don't do this shit.
Jordan looks down at Charli,and looks back over at his brother.A small smirk comes across Jordan's mouth.
You know what bro,forget I said anything.Your right you don't have any doubts,and your gonna win.So forget I said anything.
whatever.
Justin walks over and snatches his bag up and grabs his keys as he turns and makes his way to the door.
Justin,Where you going?You just got here.
And now I'm leaving,I'll come back later when you two aren't here.
The door slams shut,Charli and Jordan look at each other as the sound of the car engine starts up and leaves.Charli walks over and sits on the bench.
Someone needs to get that man a midol,he is trippin.
They both a laugh as Jordan walks over and sits on the ring apron.
No he just needs to tighten up.He's gonna lose,if he has his head up his ass.
Why is he trippin J?
I'll give you clue.Who's his opponent Monday?
Charli looks at Jordan almost caught off guard,Justin Evans trippin about a girl?Jordan nods and gets off the apron.
But enough about Captain Asshole,let's work out for a little longer then let's go get something to eat.
You paying?
Yea,yea whatever
The two smile at each other,they both quickly look away and go back to whatever they were doing before.As the two go off into their own workout,the scene fades to black.
END
