"TAKE OUT THE TRASH WOULD YOU? The show starts in 10 minutes and half of the newbies aint even here!" Calvino screams taking the cigar out of his mouth. "Wonder why?" I say under my breath. "Brie, What was that" "Um, nothing dad just doing what you said." I say rolling my eyes. I go outside into the cold blistery winter snow and see a car pull the door opens you automatically hear Till I Collapse by Eminem bursting. Two guys come out of the car but I can barely see there faces but they hurry off into the building. I throw the trash on the side of the old worn down shed which now keeps the ring supplies and then run back inside. My mouth drops at the sight of at least 75 people sitting in line with about 20 already seated. Our usual crowd was 20 people, so this was very suprising to me. I go to the back and see my dad smiling. "Hun, did you see. Its the new wrestlers they just went around and gathered a few people. This is going to be one of our best shows yet." "Um, sup." A guy walks in. Blonde hair, brown eyes, ok looking. "I hope I didnt barge in on something important but I need to know if I have a match." My dad doesnt even look up but nods. "Sure Phil, your facing Dawson." I scream and run twords the locker room. "Dawson!" I jump into his arms. "I missed you!" He said squeezing me. I smile,"What are you doing back so soon." "Ehhh, it just wasnt the thing for me in WWE you know?" I laugh "You have a match tonighttttt" He smiles. While the show rolled on more and more of the fans got into it, screaming and chanting and even getting out of their seats to try and get some of the wrestlers but our security guard, Rico held them off. When the main event bell hits people start to cheer. "You got this" I tell Dawson and kiss him. Ryan looks over as i pull back but quickly looks away. "Bye, Bye, Bye" Hits and I run out blow a kiss to the crowd and run to the side of the ring. Next, Dawson comes out tagging fans hands along the way. He enters the ring and blows me a kiss. Suddenly, the lights go out and a spotlight shines over the entrance. Phil runs out jumping and screaming, the crowd loves it. "CM Punk" the crowd chants over and over. "The following match is a no DQ match and it is for the BRANDDD NEEEEWWWWW EWA Northern Championshiiiippp. Introducing first, from Augusta, Maine... Dawson Flamerrrrrr! And his opponent from Chicago, Illinois... CM Puuuunnnkkkkk! The match goes pretty well until Dawson gets hit on the head and has to get medical attention. CM Punk grabs a mic and starts to talk. "Hah, all you people think I care about you and m gonna be a good cop kind of guy. Well guess what your damn wrong. I dont care about any of you. Not you in the pink sweatshirt, not you with the glasses, not ANYONE here." I turn him around "This is my show. I control what happens on it." He then hits me with the mic but then kisses me. I try to pull away but he wont let go. Once Dawson is up Punk puts the Pepsi Plunge on him. 1,2,3. The ref rings the bell. How could this be? I thought to myself. Dawson rolls to the side of the ring. "We're done"