After what went on downstairs, Serena walked back to her room and logged onto her computer—or more importantly Skype and when she did, someone was trying to contact her and that person was Martha.

"We meet again," Martha stated.

"Yeah—looks like we need to see each other out of work," Serena said.

Martha laughed for a bit before asking, "So, has that deal came up again?"

"Yeah," Serena said.

"What'd ya say?" Martha asked.

"I said—and I quote 'Then tag me along for how long as you want pie-boy'." Serena said.

"Pie-boy?" Martha asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Remember that one time during Denny's rookie year that he got pied in the face?" Serena asked.

Martha was quiet before saying, "Ooooooooh yeah, that was funny as heck,"

"I know, right? And that has given him the 'pie-boy' nickname for the rest of his life—or get something else thrown in his face," Serena said.

"and I see the latter not happening for a long time," Martha said.

"Exactly—so that's why I call him pie-boy," Serena said.

"Heard that somehow!" Denny said as he was walking in the hallway and just happened to bypass Serena's room.

"GOOD!" Serena yelled towards him. "Get something else thrown in your face so I won't call you pie-boy!" She added.

"Older bro huh?" Martha asked.

"Yeah—wanna have a brother?" Serena offered.

Martha laughed before saying, "No—I'm good being an only kid,"

"Damn," Serena said.

"Do you seriously offer people to have your brother?" Martha asked trying to hold back a laugh.

"At times," Serena said with a smile.

"Serena," Daphne said as she knocked on the door. When the hell did she get home? "Stop calling Denny pie-boy,"

"Ah come on Mom," Serena started—knowing dang well that Martha was laughing her butt off over at her place. "Can you blame me for that being the first time watching NASCAR and it had to be the day where he got that pie thrown at him by Harvick?" She asked.

Daphne didn't think of an answer.

"Exactly—so I said to him—get something else thrown at his face and I'll stop calling him pie-boy, and if that doesn't happen he's getting called pie-boy till his eyes are closed permanently if you know what I mean," Serena said then heard her mother walk away.

"Mom?" Martha asked.

"Yeah—she's lucky that she hasn't got to deal with us for a while," Serena said with a smile on her face.

FF Few Days
8:00 AM

"Hey sis, wake up," Denny said as he quietly walked into Serena's room, over to her bed and gently woke her awake.

"Five minutes," Serena said groggily as she pulled the blanket over her head.

"Why do you always have to be the deep sleeper in this family?" Denny asked.

"Somebody has to," Serena said groggily.

"Just get up," He pleaded.

"Five minutes, please?" Serena asked.

"Either you get up or I get the bucket of water," Denny said.

"Alright fine you win," Serena said in defeat as she got out of her bed.

"Meet ya downstairs," He said as he walked out of the bedroom and closed the door. Stupid moron Serena muttered as she walked over to her closet and picked out a Purple Guns Tank Top, Black and Pink Side Zip Pants and Vans Purple and Green Plaid High-Top Sneakers. She quickly brushed her hair, applied her makeup, grabbed her Yak Pak White Lightning Plaid Backpack with some of the stuff that she would need for the time being and walked downstairs to see Daphne and Denny sitting at the table eating pancakes.

Serena sat beside her brother and grabbed herself a pancake when Daphne said, "Morning Serena,"

"Morning mom," Serena said as she started to eat.

"Excited about being with your brother for a few months on the road?" Daphne asked.

"Oh yeah, very," Serena said a little bit sarcastically.

"Just wondering—when is NASCAR heading over here for one of their races or whatever?" Daphne asked.

"The earliest two are Martinsville on April 3 and Richmond on April 30," Serena replied. Denny gave her a o.O look before replying, "Did you memorize my racing schedule or something?"

"Actually yeah, yeah I did," Serena said.

"Why?" Denny asked.

"I was sick at the time and I was extremely bored," Serena replied.

"Alright, if you did memorize the schedule—tell me the ones up till the All-Star Race?" Denny asked.

"Easy—Bristol, Fontanna, Martinsville, Texas, Talladega, Richmond, Darlington, Dover, the Showdown and then the All Star Race," Serena said.

"Dang your good," Denny commented.

"Damn right I am," Serena said as she got up from the table and placed her dirty dish in the sink.

Honk Honk

"What the hell?" Serena asked as she walked over to the living room and noticed a Bounder Motorhome in Fire Storm Graphics. "Dude—did you by any chance didn't mention to me that we're going to Tennessee in a freaking motor home?"

"What?" Denny asked as he got up out of his seat and walked towards his sister and sure enough she was right—there was a Motorhome in front of their house. "Well, I guess our rides here," He said as he walked over to Daphne and hugged her. "I'll see you in April,"

"See ya guys," Daphne said as she hugged her son and daughter then they both exited their house and went over to the Motorhome.

"Holy fuck," Serena commented. "For a guy as annoying and whining as you, you sure did scored a great coach," She added as she fully entered the close with her brother behind her and closing the door then she ended up sitting on a nearby couch.

"Oh thanks for the compliments sis," Denny said a little sarcastically.

"Anytime pie-boy," Serena said.

"This would be a long 5 hour drive," He commented.

But what he didn't know was once the siblings got to Bristol, Tennessee, it would be a long while before heading off to Fontana, California.