Chapter One
13 year old Ava
"Honey, make sure you tell the counsler all your feelings." I looked out the window of his red truck.
"Yeah, I will." I rolled my eyes.
He sighs. "I know when I was a kid and I saw a counsler I cried like a baby, but I felt so much better."
"Okay, Dad." He pulled into my Mom's driveway. "I love you, Ava." He smiled lightly.
"I love you too, Dad." I kissed his fat, diabetic cheek and jumped out of his car. As soon as I walk into my Mom's house I am confronted by the Giant himself.
"Ava! I told you to clean your room before you left for your Dad's." I put my bag down and looked at him.
"I'm sorry, Greg. I will do it right now." I started walking up the steps, thinking I was done with him.
"And I KNOW you didn't go to volleyball practice on Thursday. Your coach called, and you did absolutley terrible!" I turned around.
"I'm sorry I didn't go but, I'm the best player they got! I did FINE!"
"That's what you said last time. And FINE isn't going to get you a college scholarship, now is it?" I toke a deep breath and tried my damn hardest not to roll me eyes.
"No it's not...I won't miss another practice." With that I walked up the steps, slammed my door and cried. I've been really depressed and I've had a lot of anxiety. That's why I'm going to a counsler.
25 year old Ava
"So, Ava. How do you think you'll do when you start travelling with the WWE?" My therapist asked.
"As long as I have my meds I'm sure I'll be fine." I said biting down on my thumb nail.
"Anytime you need me just call me. We don't want a repeat of last time." I rolled my eyes.
"I got it." I looked at the clock. "Well my time is up so I'll see you next time Mrs. Roberts." I got up and left. It was true. I FINALLY got a job as a WWE Diva. I've waited so long and finally it's happening. Tomorrow is a new beginning.
~ I know this is short but it's so you can get a good feel about who Ava is.