Spencer wasn't one to wish for the rich life, heck, he actually preferred his old hometown to the life in the city. But it was when he had been told that he would be going to Hollywood, all doubts left his mind. Sure, Spencer Wright had many close friends in his town, but he knew that sometimes sacrifices had to be made. Especially when this new move could affect his life in the movie and filming business. He reminded himself of the many great things that could come out of this move for his future. This, however, didn't make it any easier to say goodbye to everyone.

The whole week had been abnormal to Spencer compared to his normal routine. It all started when he had heard the news from his parents , the very sad news. His cousin, related through his mother as it was her cousin's son, had died that day. At the young age of 21, Spencer's cousin Billy had been gone from his life entirely. It had been only a year before that Billy's mother had passed away, so this was even harder on the Wright family. The sad thing was, that unlike many of Spencer's other cousins, Spencer actually knew him quite well from family gatherings such as Thanksgiving or Christmas. Although there was an age gap, the two of them would still get along and not exactly ignore one another completely. Spencer had nothing bad to say about him.

It was a sort of a big deal that Billy had passed away. Billy Joe Cobra was, and had been, an artist and composer that was well known by many. The cause of death had never been said to the media directly, and the theories and rumors varied. Sometimes the talk would sicken Spencer, making him wonder how people could talk about someone so nice in that way right after they died. Everyone loved Billy, and after hearing that he was gone so suddenly was kind of unbelievable. He was the one famous connection that Spencer's family had, a real celebrity. What was even more unbelievable was the fact that with Billy's whole family gone, Spencer's family was the next closest to Billy through blood, and had inherited all that he had left in passing.

They never asked for fame, fortune, or a life in Beverly Heights, but as Billy's will was what he had left to them, the Wright's had decided to follow this request with no restraint. Spencer had packed his bags to leave in as little as a month, and with a single moving van they had left their old lives behind.

The drive was a bit awkward for Spencer's family. Everyone was feeling really down, they all knew it, but they were all still trying to stay optimistic. Jessica, Spencer's little sister, seemed to be taking it the easiest of them all, her expression not one of sadness but annoyance by all the fake smiles her family had. Spencer spent most of his time looking out the window and at the view, kind of blanking out the whole drive.

"How much longer until we get there," Jessica asked with an angered sigh. Their mother turned around and gave the two of them a big smile. "It should be coming up really soon".

Spencer felt himself lighten up when he saw the large houses that had begun to show up lining the streets. He had never seen a neighborhood quite like the one he was witnessing, and the whole experience was one worthy of the movies. Surely enough, Spencer had his camera with him, and he had taken it out just to capture this moment. He had started to feel a lot better when he had something all together new to capture on camera.

It was then that he had seen it. A building so large, so unique, so very twisted and seemingly imagined by a child. It was the Billy Joe Cobra mansion, the new home of the Wright Family, and Spencer had never seen anything quite like it.

"Woah...", Spencer gazed away from his eyepiece to get a good look at it through his own eyes. This had to be too good to be true, he though.

"Alright kids, we're here," Hugh, the dad of the Wright family, said happily.

It was then that Spencer knew they were really in the right place.