BBU RIVALRIES, REMATCHES AND REVENGE

Posted by Lookout! Boxing on September 15, 2013, 1:30 pm

Before: Another highly anticipated rematch between two young rising stars in Hollywood. Miley Cyrus has definitely had a career year, being named the number one (1) sexiest woman in the world by Maxim Magazine and being the most-talked about act at the recent MTV Video Music Awards. Right now, her stock has never been higher and she is eager to take advantage of it. But, while she is certainly getting a lot of attention, she has definitely attracted the notice of Nina Dobrev, who has staked out for herself the title of “FCBA's Prettiest Boxer.”

Nina smirking as she stands near the ring, talking to the press, “I'll give her props for her VMA performance, since it got everybody talking, but it's so clear she just wants attention. What she doesn't want is my attention, since once I give it to her, I am going to leave her a sobbing little trainwreck on the canvas, literally in her case. Lookout! Boxing traded her away at just the right time before she went crazy and who did they trade her for again? That's right – me!”, pointing to herself with a grin, “And tonight, I'm going to show her why. If she shows up anyway, I will. Where is she?”

As if on cue, Miley Cyrus emerges from the back and is coming out to her most recent #1 hit, “We Can't Stop”, twerking her way down the aisle as Nina D. stands to the side, arms crossed over her chest with a pout across her lips, clearly not impressed., declaring in disgust, “That isn't dancing.” Miley grins, strutting by the Vampire Diaries star as she dances over to the press, “If you heard the song, then you know what's going to happen. I can't be stopped and Neens clearly isn't going to be the one to do it!” as she points over at her opponent with a confident lick of her lips, “The Vampire Diaries is trash and so is she. I'm going to take out the trash and then, I am going to remain on top of the freaking world. Sexy beats pretty every time, so sorry, Nina, but Lookout! trading for you was the biggest mistake they ever made and you're going to be all mine!!”

Both girls coming in hot as they chest up towards one another, Nina pressing her palms into Miley's face to shove her backwards as Cyrus responds with a hard slap across her cheek. Ref risking his health to step in between them, pulling them apart as they shout taunts into one another's face and keep trying to strike one another as they are led to their respective corners. Nina wearing a neon pink sports bra with matching tight shorts and gloves – hair in a fighting ponytail; Miley wearing a tight white sports bra with red trim and matching shorts and gloves – blonde hair short.

R1: Both girls shooting out from their respective corners in fierce fashion, heading immediately to mid-ring as they are catching and pitching out hard-hitting blows in determined fashion between the two. Miley and Nina rotating in the center of the ring, leather lashing out to crash into opposing toned bodies as they try to force each other back. Taunting and snarling at one another as they clinch partway through the round, legs tangling up as they press their chests up against one another as if tryign to tackle the other to the canvas but the ref forces them to separate. Once they do, they engage once again aggressively as they trade reckless and wild shots, stuffing in to offending abs before Nina catches Cyrus with a hard cross across her cheek. Miley backpedaling, dazed as Dobrev dives in, drilling in slick right hands to chin and short left hooks to her ribcage. Glaring at her as she pushes her back towards the bell, but Miley manages to firm up and slings out some short hooks to tummy in response at the bell. Miley glaring at Nina, who smirks and struts away as the ref pulls them apart.

R2: Nina bounces out of her corner, chipper and confident, coming out behind the jab to work her way inside. Jabbing with that left over and over as Cyrus tries to use her legs to pivot to the side, but Nina in hot pursuit as her continued jab opens up her defenses down low with her right glove bouncing hard into her abs or ribcage repeatedly. Miley groaning out under the body work, doubling over a bit but Cyrus won't retreat, shooting up short-hooks to rival face and cleavage. Dobrev not to be denied, however, just continuing to pound away at blonde belly over and over, backing her up towards the ropes. By the end of the ropes, the jab and uppercut combination has Miley mouth-breathing against the ropes as she cradles her tummy and Dobrev takes the round wide with a grin. Hands on her hips as she stands there, making confident eye contact with Miley and then suddenly spinning around, delivering a pony-lash across Cyrus' eyes. An outraged squeal escapes Miley's lips as Nina saucily bounces away after the pony-lash, ponytail swaying back and forth as she winks over her shoulder and the ref has to step in to avoid Cyrus from charging as Nina D. is cleaning up through two.

R3: Nina continuing to press the attack, jabbing to maintain distance as she keeps working in rangy right shots to the body. Cyrus a little startled, but refuses to be discouraged as she keeps shooting out hooks to jug and shooting out towards her face. Nina a limber little beauty, gypsy eyes flashing, rotating to the left as she keeps flicking out that jab to keep Cyrus from getting into a rhythm. Cyrus keeps coming forward, not able to engage like she wants to as she keeps running into that jab smacking into her cheek or the slick right hand thudding into her taut tummy. Nina glaring at her foe, cutting off the ring each time Miley tries to slip to the side and whacking along her waist to keep working over her body. Miley hissing angrily, rubbing her ribcage as she slumps back against the ropes at the end of three, with Nina taking another straight round. Nina immediately plants her hands on her hips, twisting again for another pony-lash across Cyrus' face but Miley ready this time, reaching up to intercept her brunette tresses as she yanks down HARD to send Nina down to her butt. Ref coming in quick to warn both fighters as they are both on their feet, pushing-in against one another on the verge of a brawl as they are sent to their corners. Nina adjusting her ponytail and rubbing her scalp, wincing a bit as she glares and Miley hissing, rubbing her reddened abs and catching her breathe.

R4: Miley using that incident at the end of the subsequent round to fuel her this round, eager as she moves across the ring in speedy fashion to try to trap Dobrev into the turnbuckle at the bell. Nina not interested in being stuck in the corner, just lashing out left and right hands to carve up Cyrus ribcage. Miley wincing as they rotate near the ropes, but maintaining her stubborn pursuit as she takes punishment in order to keep hammering away at trim brunette tummy. Miley keep whacking away at her waist, driving in that right hand in behind Nina's left elbow and just scrubbing shots across Nina's cleavage to push her backwards towards the ropes. Nina closing in still, pounding towards her foe's tender tummy, but Dobrev giving ground under the relentless pace and body work from Cyrus. Miley making her take weight along the ropes as she keeps firing out slick shots to Dobrev's abs even after the bell, with the ref forced to pull them apart. Eyes blazing furiously, chests heaving in and out, panting out angrily as Cyrus takes her first round close.

R5: Miley looking to maintaining that same pressure as she bends forward at the waist, meeting her opponent midring and looping in right hands over the top. Nina forced to adjust quickly to avoid the continued shots towards her temple, spooked out of her stance as Miley keeps up the attack and advances her position by battering her across her ribcage. Miley scoring with thick forearms coming up from her waist and left hooks ripping across her opponent's torso, doubling up on the right jabs using her bellybutton as a target and doubling over Nina in the process. Nina attempting to clinch to stop the flurry from Cyrus, but Nina pushing her back towards the turnbuckle as she deploys crashing righ and leftt hands back and forth to the proudest rack at the CW! Scrubbing across her chest as Nina bleats out in pain and confusion, hugging her chest angrily. Nina's eyes shining with hurt and Miley's eyes glistening with obvious enjoyment as she tries to humble Dobrev's jugs and the ref is once again forced to intervene at the bell as Miley takes another round in a row.

R6: Miley eager to capitalize on her momentum, but Nina eager to shut the door on that as she comes out doubling up that jab to her face, deploying that rangy jab to touch her up and turn her back. Cyrus' head kicking back, caught off guard by that steady jab jamming right into her face and then clouting in a cruel right hand to Miley's midsection. Leather thumping in across her torso, rolling in from her waist to stuff in shots to Cyrus' abs as Nina keeps backing her opponent up. Pivot-left each time Cyrus tries to punch her way forward, cleanly outboxing a frowning Cyrus who is backpedaling towards the ropes. Shaking her head and trying to protect her punished tummy, she finds her rack under attack as Nina goes jug! Slamming in her mitts as Cyrus is butt-in-ropes, Nina keeps flicking out jabs to thud leather into Miley's tits and leave her squealing in protest. Dazed as it's her turn to blink back how-could-you tears and clutch her breasts in shock as Dobrev keeps hammering at her chest, not even stopping at the bell until the ref orders her to break. Ref issuing another warning as Nina offers a confident grin as she struts back to her corner, leaving Cyrus snarling.

R7: Cyrus comes in furious, pushing Dobrev back to the corner at the opening bell and crowding her close to ropes. Dobrev pumping out that jab to shove Cyrus backwards, but Cyrus pre-empting her by stuffing in shots to Nina's tummy to double over her. Thick, shoving forearms just drilling in across her breadbasket and using her weight to pin Nina down butt-in-turnbuckle. Body-pressing her back as she keeps slamming in mitts to tummy, occasionally clouting in hooks across cleavage and Nina is forced to suffer. Thighs planted in as Cyrus squares away, stacking up Dobrev and then thumping her repeatedly across her torso. Nina blinking and groaning out, trying to catch her breathe as she glares furiously at a confident Cyrus, who delivers a bell-to-bell beatdown systematically working over Dobrev to body as she is wobbly-butt at bell. Cyrus shoving off of her as she smirks right into a dazed Dobrev's face, accompanied by a flirty little lick of her lips as she saunters over to her corner this time.

R8: Miley is showcasing her power now as she keeps stepping into the jab, pounding at her chest or thudding into proud tummy across the middle. Dobrev unable to get into a rhythm behind the jab, on the defensive as she is being bullied for points here in the eighth. Hooking across Nina's abs to disrupt her tempo and forcing her backwards towards the ropes, with Miley being the bigger girl and acting like it now. Just ragdolling her across the ring, with Miley walking her down and Dobrev in distress as Cyrus catches her with a huge hook across her chin, rotating her hips to put her weight behind it and more important, put Dobrev down on her butt. Cyrus sits Dobrev down as Miley glares down at her, the ref not ordering her to a neutral corner before he begins his count, which turns out to be a mistake. Miley suddenly spinning around, rotating her hips and popping her posterior back towards Nina's outraged face, twerking in a crowd-pleasing display. Nina is dazed, but not that much as she immediately pushes at Miley's butt, which is shaking back and forth wildly and makes her way up to her feet, swaying and snarling. The ref issuing warnings which go unheeded as the two of them just collide into one another, swinging mindlessly – wildly thudding into torso, tits and temples. The two of them pushing against one another, with Dobrev furious at the taunting twerking display while Miley is clearly pleased, using that anger to her advantage to shove her back into the turnbuckle. Miley pours in after the knockdown, just forcing her to take weight and sponge up punishment in the corner as she thumps right hands into her tummy as a discouraged Dobrev slumps into the turnbuckle. Cyrus jogging away with a wink over her shoulder and a confident little wiggling of her hips, twerking midring again as the ref steps in between them again as Nina runs out from the corner. No doubt, the referee will be receiving hazard pay for this contest as he is almost knocked down pulling Dobrev to her corner while Cyrus continues to twerk in her corner. Supporters of both fighters chanting wildly after a wild round between the two.

R9: Nina, enraged, her dark eyes blazing with intensity as she shoots across the ring to slug and shove her rival back into the corner. Cyrus trying to dictate terms once again, pushing forward and using her power to drive in right and left hooks to tummy. Nina pivoting away from the pressure, using her legs to avoid Miley pounding at her taut tummy and switching her attack up top to lather her foe across her head and shoulders. Cyrus forced to cover up while Nina keeps coming forward, only to get a hard punch to her tummy or hook across her tits in receipt, doubling her over. Miley clinching, wrapping her strong forearms around brunette waist to try to spin her towards the canvas to use her size, but Nina keeps slamming in shots across her face to prevent it. Piling on the pressure and points this round as she overwhelms Cyrus against the ropes, just whacking away at her waist and strong-legged shots stroking across her cheek to leave a confused Cyrus in her wake. Nina pushing off of her foe as she steps backwards, maintaining blistering eye contact the entire time she walks back to her corner as she gets back into some momentum of her own - setting up the terms for the next round.

R10: Miley wading in all big-girl, tucking in hard left hands to tummy and right hands clouting across cleavage with short right hooks. Nina trying to spit out that jab, flicking out leather to pound against Miley's face to dictate distance, but Miley maneuvering to the side with some slick legwork and Nina caught off guard with a hard right hand that drifts in overhand across her temple. A follow-up left uppercut sends her backpedaling all wobbly-butt with Cyrus pouncing after her, confidence building as she looks to close things out here. Dobrev is definitely dazed, but clearly not out as she covers up along the ropes as Cyrus keeps whacking away at her taut tummy and then as her gloves start to drop, sends a hard right cross towards her face . Dobrev ducking underneath it to clinch, wrapping her arms around as she plants her strong legs against the canvas and twists with her body, trying to surprise Cyrus to rotate her against the ropes. Cyrus prevents being pushed against the ropes, thumping into Dobrev's ribs as she doubles over and the ref pulls them apart, with Nina scoring a slick left uppercut to Miley's torso as they separate, causing the blonde to wince. Back still to the ropes as Miley comes charging in, but Nina bouncing to the side as she slams in a quick right cross to Cyrus' cheek to send her staggering sideways, shaking her head. Pushing Miley up against the ropes and stacking her up, Dobrev is stroking her across her chest with hard right hands and shoving in left hands across her tummy. Cyrus is dazed as she tries to clinch, but Dobrev is just scooping at Cyrus' belly and breasts like they're on sale! Just digging in her mitts into offending torso and tits angrily, eyes blazing as Cyrus tries to punch her way to freedom, short left and rights punching towards Dobrev's face and flank. But, Dobrev bobbing her way inside and managing to power her way through as she keeps stuffing in short, but powerful hooks right up the middle to bust up Cyrus to body. Cyrus slumping down as she hugs her waist and falls to her all fours after Nina steps to the side to allow her to fall down. Nina storms over to a nearby corner to glare at her foe the entire time, seeing Miley unable to get off of her knees as she clutches her ribs and torso as the count passes her by. After the count reaches ten, Nina walks over to have the ref raise her hand but before she does, reaches over to push Miley down to her butt with a thud. Glaring down at her with a cold smile across her lips, one hand on her hips and the other lifted up to the air in triumph as she takes this competitive match via KO10!

After: Having won the match, Nina brings her other hand into the air and her lips form a confident smirk as she raises her hands in a pose and then spins around. Hips rolling back and forth, butt popping backwards as she shakes it back and forth victoriously, feet stomping across the mats as she taunts Miley Cyrus with a twerking display of her own. Miley furious as she tries to rise up to her feet, only for Nina's posterior to collide with her face to drop her back down to her buns, enraged. Nina takes another few seconds to sway her posterior back and forth, buns-jiggling as she twerks right in Miley's face before winking over her shoulder and blowing a kiss as she concludes with a little pirouette, a ballet move before sauntering over to address the press.

“I stand by what I said, but that'll teach her to twerk her dumpy ass in my face ever again. Now, Miley knows I'm a better dancer with a better body and I'm happy to show her that anytime she shows her face around here again. But, clearly trading for me was the best move Lookout! ever made.” Nina declares with a cocky little grin, “So, now, not only am I the prettiest boxer in the FCBA, but now the sexiest, as I've taken out Mila and Miley, who have been recipients of those awards from various publications and more importantly, received beatings from me! CW Hegemon, prettiest AND sexiest in the FCBA – it's good to be me, right?!” Miley disputing the result and post-match assertions to BLONDE! Magazine and other publications, demanding not only a rematch but a dance-off with Dobrev in the near future. But, for now, Dobrev has danced and demolished her way to a big win on her part with one of her biggest rivals.