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A/N: Glad everyone liked the last chapter. :) I found it pretty funny. Thanks for all the reviews! This answers a few of the questions and shows the winning entry! Enjoy. :) (Oh and to whoever asked about Beth, I decided to not put her into the story until a little while later. You'll see why.)
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-Matt's POV-
"Well, this is harder than I thought it would be," I say as I sigh, clicking between the thirty four entries that have made the finals. Jeff sits to my left, Beth sitting on his lap. "What are your favorites?"
Jeff shrugs. "I like 'em all, actually."
"Wait a second, how did this one get in here?" I ask, looking at a late entry that was in the finals box. Suddenly, Shannon's grinning face fills my head. "Damn it, Shannon," I mumble. "Well, we're one less." I go to click 'delete' but accidentally click 'read' instead.
Dear Matt and Jeff,
Hi, my name is Charity Burns. I'm not exactly sure what to say in this, and I don't want to sound like a begging child – I'm sure you've gotten enough of those. I still remember the first day you debuted, and I saw you two wrestler together, my little eight-year-old eyes were in awe. At first, I was just watching because my brother – Penn is a big fan of wrestling too, but you guys got me hooked. I'm sure there are many stories like this one, but honestly, it's the truth. Maybe some other wrestler or wrestlers would come around that I would begin to like, but you two did it for me. The way you fought until you were exhausted, the TLC matches, every single title you won together, I made sure I was home to cheer you on. It makes me sad that the WWE took this long to realize how amazing you both are, finally getting chances at the bigger belts.
Anyway, I guess I should stop rambling and really say what I feel. Honestly? I wasn't going to enter this contest. My brother Penn convinced me to. I guess I'm in a way, doing this for him, because he can't. I may be the bigger fan of you guys, but I credit him to a lot of stuff. My brother has leukemia and he's in the hospital currently, so he can't enter. Please don't feel sorry for him and please don't think this is a plea for a winner. I just want you guys to know that this means as much as it does to him as it does to me. Penn's always been there for me, and he knows this would be a dream that I always wished to live. I guess I'm scared of loosing him, which was keeping me away from living that dream. But Penn made me realize something when we talked today – if you don't go for your dreams, they may just disappear. Good God knows this is a once in a lifetime type thing.
I could honestly ramble on here for hours and never explain how much you've made my life better. I'd come home from school and be depressed and turn on Monday night RAW and feel instantly better when your entrance music hit. I would stand up and cheer at the live shows, feel my heart rate accelerate when you two open your mouths, something I'd never experienced before. Let's see…Matt – your blogs make me realize things I've never realized, the upbeat spirit you always carry about everything and the way you interact with us on myspace is amazing, and it means the world to me – and a lot of people. Jeff – your fearless attitude and colorful appearance make me, and many people strive to be different and stand out, and for once, not be afraid to do so.
I don't honestly know what else to say. I don't want to sound like a kiss-up, but it would mean the world to me if you picked me for the winner. It would mean a lot to my brother too, maybe it could possibly make him get a little better. Whatever happens, I'm just glad that you guys now know how much one little person on this Earth's life you effect each day, whether I win or not. Have a great day guys.
Charity Burns.
"Wow," I murmur, after reading it, showing the screen to Jeff and Beth and they give the same response. I stare at the screen some more, still in awe. This girl poured her heart into that.
"I think we found our winner," Beth says as she whistles. "Damn."
"She can't win," I say stubbornly. "She entered late. That's not fair to everyone else that got their entry in time!" I know that she should win, but rules are rules.
"Matt, are you honestly saying your going to pick one of those other entries when clearly, the best entry is just before your eyes, staring you fucking down," Jeff says to me, pointing at the screen. "This is the winner. Right here." His voice is smooth and his accent is clear. He knows that's who he wants as the winner.
"But—"
"No buts," Jeff murmurs as Beth nods. "She's the girl."
I sigh loudly, and I know she's the one to pick. The other thirty-three entries weren't as nearly as honest. "Okay. Let's call the lucky girl first thing in the morning."
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It took me a while to write her entry. I'm not even sure it's that amazing, I just thought it sounded pretty good. Thanks to all my reviewers and readers! Next update will be on Friday...maybe Saturday, depending. :)