"RRRIIINNNGGG!" screams the bell as all of the students pile out of their classrooms. "Hey Brooke!" Natalie called out, "What are you planning on doing over the summer?" "Oh, I think my mom and I are traveling around the country," Brooke replied. "Again? You two do that every summer. We never get to have any fun," Natalie complained. "Come on Natty, you know ever since my dad died, that my mom needed this job, but unfortunately, it keeps us traveling. The only reason I can stay here over the school year, is because my aunt takes care of me," Brooke reasoned. "Well, promise you call and write at least once a week," Natalie demanded. "Of course I will, after seven years, do think I would have forgotten?" Brooke joked. They hugged and walked their separate ways for the next three months.
"I'm home Aunt Lexie!" Brooke called out. She saw all of her bags sitting at the edge of the staircase. "Brooke! Are you all packed for when your mother comes tonight?" Her aunt yelled down from the top floor. "Almost Aunt Lexie, I just have to add a couple more things to my bag!" she yelled back and ran up to her room.
As she stepped into her room, she noticed how most of her stuff was gone, and it was very quiet. She took her extra pillowcase, and stuck her diary, phonebook, cell phone, and her stuffed bear.
She never traveled without her bear. His name was Teddy. She had Teddy since she was only three.
She carried the pillowcase to her pile of bags, and went back to her room to wait for her mom's limo.
As she heard the engine rear up into the driveway, and the steady knock on the front door, she leapt out of her bed, and ran to see her mom for only the third time in nine months. The first was when her job brought her to Texas – where Brooke lived- and during Christmas. She picked up her bags and walked them out to the limo. "Sorry your mother couldn't be here sweetie," The chauffeur apologized. "She had to do a photo shoot and a book signing in New York." " Frank, can we stop and get something to eat?" Brooke asked the driver. "Sure, Miss. Where do you want to go?" he asked. "Mmm… Let's go to McDonalds, I'm feeling hungry for a BLT. I haven't eaten since breakfast," She stated. Her mom didn't like her eating BLT's – especially from McDonalds- but she thought that since her mom couldn't find time to come get her, she would splurge. Besides, with her aunt, they were always eating fast food.
He pulled up next to the door and said that she needed to be out in twenty minutes if they were going to catch her plane. It was late, about eight o' clock. As she sat eating her sandwich, Friday Night Wrestling was on the three small TV's inside the building. She stared at the men in disbelief, wondering how they could stand being away from their families for so long. Then a Diva's match came on. As the fist lady walked out to the ring, in a small, skimpy outfit, all of the men cheered at the top of their lungs. Then the other diva came out, in another tight, revealing outfit. Brooke knew the divas, she was a fan of wrestling, and knew everyone one of the wrestlers' and divas' strengths and weaknesses. As she predicted, the first diva won the match in five minutes. She realized that she was almost late, so she jumped up, and ran outside.
Frank and Brooke got to the airport at about nine o' clock. The plane had been delayed from a big ice storm that had happened in New York. That's where Brooke was headed, New York. She couldn't wait. The plane finally came in at ten p.m. She gave Frank a hug, and thanked him for the ride. She got on the plane, powered up her I-pod, and fell asleep. They landed at five a.m. the next morning. As she came out of the plane, she instantly saw her mom, and ran over to her. "Mommy, I haven't seen you in so long! I have so much to tell!" Brooke blurted. "When you mail me your school photo, everyone says that you look more like me every year, and I see what they mean," Brooke's mom exclaimed.
Brooke had bright red hair, light brown eyes, she was tall, skinny, and had a great smile - as did her mom. She was twelve years old, and already had a promising future in anything that she wanted. Right now, Brooke wanted to be a newspaper reporter. She loved dogs, and owed two by herself. She worked at the local pet shop over the school year to earn money, and get the discount on pet supplies.
"Has Melina been treating you better since October?" Brooke asked her mom. "Unfortunately, no. But she's gotten a lot better, now that she's after someone else," her mom explained. They went out and got breakfast at a nice, warm restaurant. Brooke was rarely in the north, and even the summer heat in New York was a little cold to her.
In the middle of their meal, the rest of her mom's work partners walked in for breakfast. "Well, look who we have here," Melina scorned. She slapped Brooke's mom on the side of her head. "You know Christy, I thought your daughter looked better in her picture." That got Brooke upset, but she had been taught to ignore it. Christy – Brooke's mom – stood up, and yelled at Melina, "Hey, at least I don't have two guys following me around, like two puppies thinking that they're going to get some kind of "treat," That got both Melina, and her guys, mad. Right before a big riot was about to happen the Chairman, Mr. McMahon, walked in and stopped everything. Then a twelve-year-old girl walked up and hugged Melina. "Everyone, I want you all to meet my daughter, Stephanie," Melina introduced her. "You never told us that you had a daughter," Christy declared. "You never asked," Melina smirked, and the two of them went to get a table. "Christy, do you want your car back on the truck?" Mr. McMahon asked. "Yes, sir," Christy answered as she was staring at Melina and Stephanie.
"They put your stuff on the bus, Brooke," Her mom explained. "I don't see why you stay with them, Mom," Brooke whispered. "Brooke, I told you that it was the only thing that I could find at the time," she answered back.
They walked out to the bus. "Do think that Stephanie and Melina looked alike to you?" Brooke asked her mom. "Yes, I do," she responded. "Do you want the bottom or top bunk on the bus?" Christy asked Brooke. "Top, I hate bottom bunks," she demanded. When they walked up the shortest of stairs, not only was Brooke's luggage on the floor, but also was Stephanie's. "She's staying here too!" Brooke blurted out. "Yes I am. Do you have a problem with that?" Stephanie walked in. "No, you don't," Christy stopped Brooke. "Put your bags up top, and I'll tell you about the travel plan for the next three months." She gave Stephanie, then Melina a look as she, and the rest of the Smackdown Divas came aboard.
If you haven't figured it out yet, Brooke's mom, Christy, is a Diva for Friday Night Wrestling. Christy and the other divas travel on a large bus that usually has one or two extra beds. The male wrestlers travel on four separate busses, since there's a lot more of them, and one bus for bodyguards, and personal trainers. Then there are two wrestling shows in the WWE - Smackdown, which Christy works for, and Raw. They have a couple large trucks that will follow the busses with their cars on it, so we can do something on our own. Many of the wrestlers don't own a car, and use the company car to get places.
The bus is defiantly something to look at. There's four bunk beds lined up against the sidewalls on each side of the bus. At the feet of each bed, is a very small television that has some TV channels, and plays DVD's. There's a fold up table that can fit in and under compartment that is easily accessible from the inside of the bus. Often, the divas would take the table out, and if we were mad at another diva, then we would lock them in that compartment as a prank. Everyone on a top bunk was able to store their clothes in a top compartment, and those on the bottom would store their stuff in compartments under their beds. Once a week, we would clean out the bus. There was a toilet in the far back of the bus. It stayed clean, but everyone usually preferred to go at a rest stop. The bus driver would drive at night, sleep during the day, and sometime they would get substitute bus divers if we were ever late getting to the performance arena. The WWE owned all seven busses, so often the divas would paint the outside of the bus if there were a pay-per-view event like Summer Slam or Wrestle Mania. During the day, we would go to a local gym, wherever we where, to workout and wrestle each other for practice.
Everyone got into their workout clothing, and walked to the gym. Brooke walked over to a weight set, but Stephanie interrupted her, by challenging Brooke to a wrestling match. She looked over and saw Melina weight lifting with her guys, Mercury and Nitro. Christy was practicing with her trainer. "Sure," Brooke agreed. They walked over to a diva named, Lita. Lita was a Raw diva. They asked if she'd be the referee. The three walked to the ring, and the match began.