Ain't Gonna Break My Stride - RP#1

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“Hatred is like a disease. It can either be curable with the right medications or it can be the kind that eats at you until it ultimately kills you. I like to think everyone can be ‘cured’ of their hatred. Even Arianny Blake-Delise.”

Sammi is outside a children's hospital. Under her arm is a large leather bound book.

“My gram wanted me to quit, find another company that wasn't so biased and focused on pushing a personal agenda but I am not someone that easily gives up. There are a couple people here that wish to hurt me and the thing is, I have done nothing but be myself. Be friendly and positive. Helpful even. Although I admit my reply to Arianny on the ask.me was a little snarky. Despite that? Well, I refuse to let anyone tell me I don't belong here, not necessarily RSW but wrestling.”

She takes a seat, looking directly at the camera.

“Placing me in a hardcore match because I don't care for them is a childish stunt. But NO ONE owns me. Just because I signed my name to work at RSW doesn't mean that this is some human trafficking ring. And no one owns Bear-Bear or Brycie either. I may not be a fan of obstinacy but I will stand up for things that go against my values. That is my right. But I totesily went off there.”

Sammi giggles.

“It's okay Sam, you said what was on your mind.”

The voice of Sammi's friend, Matt Reece is heard behind the camera.

“So usually I apologize for being assertive but this time I don't and just simply won't let anyone think I am a doormat just because I'm nice. I know the fans love me, the cheers I get every time I walk out prove it. So I'm not going to give into some silly falsehoods like this was to get excitement.”

She smiles, nodding her head.

“Jealousy is just as ugly as hatred Sam. It's clear that this chick is jealous of people like you for being yourself. You don't lie, cheat or are a bitch to people and in return, you make friends who care about you.”

Sammi frowns. “Matty! We're on camera!”

“If she has an issue with what I said, she can come talk to me about it. I'm not hard to find. Now you should talk about your opponents.”

Sammi's pout disappears and her eyes light up.

“Right! Well, I know that Bear-Bear and I have decided to not pick up a single weapon. It's possible he might be lying but I get a feeling about people and I think he's being genuine. As for Brycie? Well, he may have more of a technical advantage but he was the one that got pinned. We both lost, But I wasn't the one who gave up. You let your emotions dictate your moves Brycie, I’m not sorry for saying that. Sure you have great focus, but it's not always ‘professional’. You hold grudges that affect your ability in the ring. Cillian always said that it's better to be pretty good at everything than to be super awesome at one or two things. Well... maybe he didn’t say ‘super awesome’ but it was more or less what he meant. And Bear-Bear? Well... you have so many great qualities and one of those is submissions. But the thing is, as much as some would claim my aerial skills put me in a niche, it seems the same is true for you. It totes could be bad news if you got me in a hold, but you’d have to catch me and keep hold of me. You see, with all that top rope acrobatics comes the agility. The ability to get myself in and out of sticky situations. So if anything, its kinda a 50/50 chance there isn’t it? Unless of course you are not the gentleman you claim to be and go against your word and hit me with a bat...”

She smiles, looking at the book in her hands.

“You know, Cinderella was always a great person even though her stepmother and step-sisters made her sleep in the fireplace cinders. She didn’t let them take her goodness. I might not have a fairy godmother to give me a dress, but I am going to that ball and that ‘family’ won’t know what hit ‘em.”

She winks as the camera fades out.