Chapter Two- A (Hopeful) Shoot Match
After everything is settled between Jeff and I (or at least as much as it can be without blowing the lid off the hotel for now), we sit down and begin planning our match. "I say we make any time that Jeff and I are in the ring at the same, we make it a shoot match," I say, eyeing him coldly. "Charity, please..." Jason says, before being interrupted by Jeff. "Why don't we? I think I'd have fun smacking you around a little bit; mabye then you'd shut that smartass mouth of yours!" I glare at him dangerously, and Matt sees the tension building up between Jeff and I once again. "Okay, we can't do that, as much as I know we'd all enjoy it. Why don't we just start planning it, huh?" They all nod, and I turn away. "I'm not working with that little bitch," I say.
After everything is settled between Jeff and I (or at least as much as it can be without blowing the lid off the hotel for now), we sit down and begin planning our match. "I say we make any time that Jeff and I are in the ring at the same, we make it a shoot match," I say, eyeing him coldly. "Charity, please..." Jason says, before being interrupted by Jeff. "Why don't we? I think I'd have fun smacking you around a little bit; mabye then you'd shut that smartass mouth of yours!" I glare at him dangerously, and Matt sees the tension building up between Jeff and I once again. "Okay, we can't do that, as much as I know we'd all enjoy it. Why don't we just start planning it, huh?" They all nod, and I turn away. "I'm not working with that little bitch," I say.