Last Friday

A/N: So I decided to do a wrestling story except this one isn't exactly a wrestling story just yet but it will be. After; The Interviewer sort of failed due to me not updating it I decided I'd start fresh, eventually this will tie-in with The Intern/Employee but this was takes place years before that and will focus on a different original character besides Brandon. For those who remember The Interviewer, I think it was a good start but I think this story will work better. Instead of basically picking someone to base their physical appearance off of like I did in The Intern/Employee/Interviewer. I decided to let you guys form your own opinions on how you imagine the character looks like, I'll give details like face shape and hairstyle/color, etc; but the rest is up to you to picture him. If you haven't read The Intern/Employee I'd say do so but in this story it's not necessary.

December 8th, 2006

Newport News, VA

Taylor rubbed his greenish-blue eyes as he set the Xbox 360 controller down and looked at the alarm clock which displayed 11:45pm. He and Brandon had just concluded a 12 game winning streak on Halo 2. Sure Brandon was 2 years younger than him but they had met in the sandbox when they were little kids and Taylor taught Brandon how to build a sandcastle and since then they've been as thick as thieves. They also bonded over their same music taste in Bright Eyes as well along with Elliott Smith. Brandon in return for being taught how to build a sandcastle, once he was older he learned how to play a guitar which his grandfather had bought him and also taught Taylor. They both liked to sing together and weren't too bad minus the voice cracks from time to time. The plan was to form a two man indie band but that's not happening due to the fact that Taylor is moving tomorrow morning.

Looking over at his best friend, who was currently laying on his bed half asleep now that they were back in the matchmaking lobby. Taylor let out a loud yawn and laid down on the floor which was covered into an assortment of blankets and pillows making the ultimate guest sleeping area. Turning off the Xbox 360, Taylor grabbed a neatly folded blanket courtesy of Brandon's mom and covered himself with it.

In both their minds tonight had been perfect; Brandon's mom had made tacos, they pwned noobs on Halo 2's Multiplayer, and listened to Bright Eyes all night. Neither one wanted to go to sleep but they were both too tired to stay up any longer as they spent the afternoon playing soccer as it was surprisingly warm today but tomorrow it would go back to being cold weather. The room was dark aside from Brandon's TV which had an annoying glow to it even though it wasn't being used they hadn't turned it off.

Taylor turned on his stomach and pulled the blanket over him "Brandon, you awake?" He whispered, trying to see if he was.

"Hmm." Brandon mumbled with his head not even moving to acknowledge that Taylor had said anything.

"Turn the TV off dude." Taylor buried his face face in the pillow. Within another few seconds the annoying glare of the TV was off and it was completely silent in the dark room.

Closing his eyes, Taylor shook his head to the right getting his moppy brownish-blonde hair out of his eyes and laid his head back down on the pillow. Thinking back to the whole moving away situation; it sucked. Sure he and Brandon would keep in touch by texting and by MySpace along with Xbox Live but not being able to go over to his house almost every Friday night just sucks. Having come from somewhat similar backgrounds with divorced parents and alcoholic fathers they sort of grew up fast and looked out for each other. Taylor's dad never abused him or his mom though, they just divorced because of his alcohol problem. Unless you count his mom's previous boyfriend who blamed him for everything to the point where his older sister stuck up for him more often than not. Now his mom married a genuinely nice guy who lives out in Columbus and now that they are back from their honeymoon, he helped her pack her things up and to come live with him in a new house which they both bought.

From the pictures his mom showed online it was a nice two story house with a decent sized backyard leading out into a wheat field and it also had a pool in the backyard along with a fire pit. The house looked nice and was in one of the better parts of Columbus. Biking to school would be a little bit longer but it wouldn't be too bad as long as he leaves early enough in the morning to beat cars at intersections and hit the button to cross them safely. From what Google images showed, Columbus is a big city but MapQuest showed it'd be pretty much a straight shot along with a few turns. He wasn't excited but it was happening regardless whether he liked it or not.

"Taylor." Brandon's voice caused him to open his eyes and look up at his friend in the darkness.

"Yea?" He asked, straining to see Brandon.

Brandon rolled over so he was looking at Taylor on the floor "You're gonna come visit me and my mom right like during the summer and winter?"

Taylor nodded his head "Yea why wouldn't I?"

"I don't know it's just gonna be weird not riding our bikes to school and eating lunch and who am I gonna play soccer with?"

Taylor shifted and propped himself up on his elbow "What about Richard?"

Brandon shook his head "He only likes football."

Taylor laid back down on the blanket bed and looked up at the ceiling which was illuminated a little bit by the street light. "I don't know man you'll figure it out." He let out another yawn "It sucks I know but we'll talk everyday and it's not the end of the world we'll kick ass on Xbox Live and visit each other when we can. Hey maybe for Christmas break this month you can come visit my new home?"

It was a good a idea and he could tell Brandon was thinking about it as silence filled the room once more. "Yea maybe I'll do that, I'll ask her I mean it's a bit of a drive like what 8 hours or something?".

"I think almost 9." Taylor corrected. "I'm gonna try and get some sleep, so goodnight dude."

"Night." He heard Brandon mumble as he turned over in his bed causing it to squeak a little bit.

The next morning was a rather somber one much like Smackdown last week. Brandon's mom made a good breakfast with pancakes topped with maple syrup, bacon, and eggs. And after a quiet breakfast and shower Taylor saw his mom and stepdad pull into the driveway at 9am. Hugging Brandon and his mom one last time, he stepped out into the bitter winter cold and headed towards the warm car which would take him far away to a place he's never been. Climbing into the 2006 Nissan Altima, Taylor set his overnight bag in the floor on the passenger side and leaned back in the seat as it'd be a long car ride and he was still tired from the previous night so he could use the sleep.

A/N: So I know the first chapter is kinda short and I had planned for it to be a little bit longer but it I figured the car ride would be a good stopping point and I'll probably update again this weekend with a longer chapter. With that being said, I hope you guys enjoy and feedback is welcome and appreciated.