As if the next day couldn't come any quicker, it was finally the day when World Wrestling visits the orphanage.

After class ended, I remember quickly going to our room and slowly started packing up our stuff.

Most children when they move into the orphanage tend to unpack all their belongings and place them in their appropriate places.

However, as for Axel and myself, we kept our belongings in our luggage at all times.

Reason being, in case a day our uncle will come find us here and adopt us as his own.

Yeah, I know it definitely sounds like a long shot wishful thinking, but we refused to give up hope on being released from these four brick walls.

We made sure our alarms went off at 6:30AM, giving us enough time to shower, neatly fix our beds, and grab some breakfast before they showed up for eight.

It was now 6:50AM and the beds have been made, our luggage neatly placed by the door, and stacks of papers were neatly piled on our desk.

I silently lied down on my arms on the bed, waiting for Axel to finish changing.

I turned my head to the left, where a body mirror hung and gave myself a final look-over.

Cameo shorts, black and white converse, a CM Punk Hardcore tee, my studded belt, and my most prized possession:

a golden heart locket given to me by my late mother.

Wrapping my hands around the locket, I looked up at the ceiling and released a deep sigh.

'I hope we find your brother today, mom.

As much as this orphanage has become a so-called family to us, I think you'll feel more relieved if we were with uncle.

I just hope dad comes back soon…'

My silent conversation soon ended as I heard sounds of feet walking on the wooden floors approaching my room.

In entered my brother Axel, wiping his damped hair with a towel.

"You ready to go?"

My brother asked, shaking his head in a way of air-drying his hair.

I slowly got up from the bed and made my way to the door.

With one last glance, I turn to read the clock blinking '7:00' on the screen before heading out to the cafeteria.

8AM – Arrival of WWE Rosters

As 8am struck on the every clock in the building, every child and adult stood outside waiting for the buses to pile in.

Luckily, both my brother and I managed to get a nice view of everyone exiting the bus by standing on the very top of the stairs by the pillars.

"I see them! I see them!"

I heard one boy from our year cry with joy.

Not long right after, a black tour bus came into view, causing a roar of cheers from every single kid waiting outside.

One by one, more tour buses followed suite until they all parked around by the gates.

In total there were a good eight tour buses.

Meaning we had the whole day to get through all eight buses, over 50 wrestlers and divas, in hopes of finding our uncle.

Once every bus was parked, slowly wrestlers and divas came off the bus in casual attires, rather than their exposed clothing.

As the adults ran after the kids attempting to control them from trampling any of the wrestlers,

as if they can if you've seen how huge they are,

I took one quick glance to my brother, on my left, and we both nodded knowing what our goal was for today.

Nine Hours Later – 5PM

In the pass nine hours,

we managed to meet a couple of divas, since they were all out of the equations of 'uncle' and took some quick glances at superstars we could see.

Unfortunately, throwing around questions about if they had nieces or nephews was difficult,

seeing as other children would be asking for wrestling tips, how to get guys like them, and the usually just 'I love you so much!'

It was nearing the end of their visit, as they would only be here until six.

"This is getting hopeless, Rae. We've been at it since they got here and not one of them answered our question. We even skipped lunch!"

My brother panted as the heat of the sun continued to shine down on us.

He was right though; we skipped lunch in hopes that any of the superstars wouldn't be bothered.

However, as expected, even during lunch they weren't free to talk.

The only reason we've been getting through the day was our bottled waters and apple juice boxes.

We glided away from the crowd that continued to surround Daniel Bryan and decided to sit by the steps and take a quick break.

We each took a sip of our water as Axel pulled a crumpled sheet of paper from his pocket.

"Who have we asked so far?"

"Well, for one Triple H, Randy Orton and Rey Mysterio are out of the equation.

Chris Masters, Kane and The Undertaker.

And just now when Daniel Bryan answered that boy's question that he's an only child so he doesn't have a sister nor brother."

I sighed knowing that it was a race against the clock and it was only one hour until they departed.

"We can't give up Axel. We came this close."

"Rae, I know you want out of here. Trust me, I do too!

But now we're just getting desperate here and the last thing I want is for us to have this blowing up in our faces.

I know you miss mom I do too! But maybe just this one we can forfeit for now and try again next time."

I looked at my brother as he pleaded.

I knew how much he wanted to escape just as bad as myself, but knowing I was pushing him this much just for a dream.

My brother admire these superstars and knowing that I'm dragging him away from getting autographs or pictures just for my selfish dream hurt me the most.

I stood up, and extended my hand to him, which he took and helped him off the stairs.

"I guess we can use the remainder of the time they're here for you to get some pictures then."

My brother beamed with happiness as I laughed at his expression.

"You sure you'll be fine that we've given up looking for our uncle?"

He questioned.

"I'm perfectly fine about it. Like you said we can always try again next time."

I smiled.

My brother flashed me his toothy grin and we started making our way back to the crowd.

"So who do you wanna see first Rae?"

"Hmm, how about CM Punk? I haven't seen him at al-"

My sentence was cut short as I walked into what felt like a brick wall.

Stumbling backwards, I felt a tug against my neck before falling butt first on the concrete floor.

"Rae! Are you okay?"

My brother asked as he ran to my side.

I slowly shook my head, recomposing myself from the impact.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

I looked down at the floor and remembered the tug I felt on my neck.

"My necklace? My necklace! Axel, where's my necklace?"

I panicked hoping nothing bad happened to my prized possession.

"I'm sorry dear, I didn't mean to pull it off your neck.

I thought I would be able to grab a hold on your arm before you fell.

I am deeply sorry."

I heard a male voice in front of me.

"It's fine I'm not hurt or any-"

My voice cut off as I looked up and was met with a pair of eyes that belonged to none other than CM Punk himself.

I stared in awe, as he made his way towards us, with my necklace dangling from his hand.

Just as he outstretched his arm to return the necklace, a ray of sunlight shined against the necklace, giving him temporary blindness.

Recollecting himself, he looked down and noticed the engraved marking on the back.

What happened next scared me as CM Punk's face dropped from his questioning look to a look of anger.

"Where did you two find this?"

He demanded rather than asked.

His attention moved from the necklace to us.

"That's mine! I got it on my birthday!"

I answered back. For some strange reason he didn't seem to believe me as he asked once again, this time raising his voice.

"Tell me right now and I won't sue you guys for grave robbery. Where did you two get this?"

At this point Axel got offended and injected himself into the conversation.

"I'm telling you right now we didn't steal anything!"

"Then would you like to explain to me how you got a hold of Addie's necklace?"

'Addie…'

The name quickly lighted into my head as the name of our mother escaped his lips.

I looked at CM Punk then back to my brother, who now kept his stance in front of me for protection.

The more I continued to look back and forth at either of them, the more it started making perfect sense.

"How do you know Adeline?"

Punk took his glance away from Axel and back to me.

"Addie Brooks…That's the name of my baby sister, Addie."