A/N- Alright, this is the very first chapter! Yay! So happy! I'm real
excited about htis, I hope you guys are. And I PROMISE, PROMISE, PROMISE to
keep this one up. I'll try and update either as often as possible or once a
week. That means, within a week from the last time I posted. I hope that
'Sarah Ann Tucker' doesn't mind that I made her father a road
agent/trainer, but I needed to use something.
Disclaimer- I own my character, you own yourselves/your character, the wrestlers are owned by themselves or Vince McMahon and yeah, I think you would know if I owned someone else. If I owned a wrestler....the possiblilties are endless.....
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Goin' To North Carolina
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Chapter One
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Cammie Calloway rolled her eyes as there was a knock on the door. She sighed, "Come in."
Sarah Amy Tucker came in to the room, looking around at the empty walls and the bare floors. The only things in the room were a few cardboard boxes, herself, and Cammie, who sat in the window, watching the movers outside load up the van.
"Wow. Your room looks like mine does and I never thought that was possible." Sarah said, in shock, moving out of the way for a man to enter the room and take a box.
"Yeah, well, we have Vince McMahon to thank for that, now don't we?" Cammie said with vengence.
"Oh, come on!" Sarah said, trying to cheer up her friend, "It won't be that bad! I'm sure that there are plenty of things to do in North Carolina."
She nudged her friend with an elbow, "Plenty of hot new boys!"
Cammie rolled her eyes, "Ri-ight."
"Cheer up!" Sarah laughed and beginning to dance around like a moron, "Cheer up, cheer up, cheer up!!"
"Um, can I ask what's going on here, or do I not want to know?"
Both Sarah and Cammie looked toward the doorway where Hope Flair stood, shaking her head at the brunette girls actions.
"I think I missed something." she said, taking a seat in the windo with Cammie.
"I was trying to cheer up Cammie. She's pissed over moving."
"Well, don't tell me you don't want to stay her instead." Hope said, pushing her blonde hair from her face.
"I never said I didn't, but I think we could make the best of it. I mean, Vince sure thinks it'd be a good idea to move us out there, so..."
"I still don't see why we have to move out there." Cammie added, "I mean...ooooo, we're closer to Connecticut. Big freakin' deal."
Before any of the girls had time to reply to their friends sarcasim, there was a light knock on the door.
"Are you girls almost ready?" Mark Calloway asked, stepping in to the room just a few feet.
"We're leaving already?" Cammie asked her older brother.
"We're leaving soon. You want to get there by tomorrow morning, right?"
Cammie was about to speak when Hope slapped a hand over the unnatural red- head's mouth. "We'll be ready soon. Where's my dad?"
"He's still helping the movers. I think they dropped your dresser on the way to the van. Be out in fifteen? Okay?"
"Mhmm."
Mark shut the door softly behind behind him as he headed downstairs. Waiting until she heard him disappear down the stairs, Hope removed her hand, smiling oh-so-innocently at her glaring friend.
"I guess we should be getting ready then." Cammie sighed after a minute.
"Ooooo, guys, look...." Sarah said, leaning dangerously far out the window and pointing at something.
Hope pulled her friend back in, "What?"
"I thought I saw something over there."
"Well, aren't we a smart one." Cammie said, rolling her eyes.
"No, I think it was that guy I saw that place that one time."
"Once again, aren't we the smart one?"
Heading down the empty halls to the outside, the girls grabbed their traveling bags (bags that they were taking in the cars to North Carolina and weren't packed in the van) and headed outside to watch the rest of their stuff being packed up. The three girls had grown up next door and across the street from each other for as long as they could remember. They had gone to grade school and everything together. Both Mark and Ric were WWE wrestlers, and Sarah's father was a road agent/trainer, so the girls had had some common ground all their lives. And, now, Vince had decided that it would be easier to have three of his best stars living closer to Conneticut "just in case".
After another ten minutes or so, everything was emptied from the houses and moved in to the three giant moving vans. Mark, Ric, and Sarah's father all made their way over to where their daughters were standing.
"Are you ready to go?" Ric asked, giving his daughter a squeze on the shoulder.
"Yeah, daddy." Hope replied.
"Are we taking the vans or what?" Sarah asked, looking around as the moving vans began pulling off.
"No, we're going to take the limos up there. Vince said we could use them and he sent them specially." Ric explained as two limos pulled down the empty street.
"You girls are taking one and we'll follow behind yours." Mark said, leading the girls over to the first limo.
The three girls climbed inside. It wasn't a long limo, but just big enough to hold about six or seven people. The girls had been in limos before, but this one was amazing! The inside walls were dark red/maroon velvet and the seats were red leather with black leather drink holders. A small refridgerator sat in the corner by a medium sized television.
"Wow." Hope said, running her hands over the leather.
"You guys be good. We'll pull over in two and a half hour, okay?" Sarahs father said.
"Yes, sir." Sarah replied, for once too stunned to talk.
"You listen alright?" Ric told his daughter, giving her a kiss on her head.
"Dad..." Hope said, trying to shove her father off, lightheartedly, "Listen to who?"
Ric thought for a minute, "Just don't cause the driver to pull over, we don't want to be late."
"Alright, dad. You're gonna be, what?, twenty feet behind us?"
"I know, but, still, behave yourselves."
Hope rolled her eyes, "Alright, dad."
"You guys do know that you are wasting time telling us all this?" Cammie said specifically to her brother and reaching over Sarah for the door handle, "Time we could be using driving."
She smiled inoccently at her brother before the three girls waved to the guys and shut the door. One of the older guys must have went up to the drivers spot and talked to him because it took about fifteen minutes for them to actually get on the road. Cammie settled back in the seat.
"See, this won't be so bad, right?" Sarah said, picking up the remote and flipping through whatever stations they got.
"Yeah, I guess it won't be so bad." Cammie said, sifting through some state maps and things that were obviously left by Vince for them to look through.
"Oh, look, there's a whole load of stuff to do in North Carolina!" Hope said, scooting over to look at one of the books that Cammie had pulled out.
"Yeah, but where are we going?" Sarah said offhandedly, fixated on a beach volleyball show.
"Cameron." Hope said, searching over the map, "I don't see it."
"There." Cammie said, pointing to a small dot on the map.
"I didn't even see it. Can we look it up in the back?"
Cammie flipped to the back of the book. "Cameron, North Carolina. Approximate Population: TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN?"
"Sarah, you hear that? We're moving to a place that only has two hundred and fifteen people!"
"Uh-huh." Sarah replied, still staring at the television.
Cammie and Hope looked at each other for a minute. "We're out of soda." Cammie said.
"Uh-huh."
"We lost the remote." Hope added.
"Uh-huh."
"We're gonna throw you out the window to a pack of rabid wolves who will eat you alive and tear you in to teeny tiny bloody peices."
"Uh-huh."
Hope scootched closer to the fixiated brunette, "Sarah, there's a really hot guy outside the window."
Sarah jumped upp quickly, tearing her eyes to the window. "WHERE?!"
Cammie grabbed the remote, shutting off the t.v. "There isn't one. We just wanted to get your attention."
Sarah frowned slightly, sitting back down, "What's so important?"
"Look at this." Hope saud, putting the book in Sarah's lap.
Sarah looked over the book for a minute. "Two hundred and fifteen people? Wow....do they at least have a mall?"
"Yeah. Thankfully."
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The two limos pulled in to a small neighborhood in a tiny town the next morning. Cammie, Sarah, and Hope carefully got out of their limo and met up with the older men. The girls looked at the houses in front of them. They definately were NOT what they had lived in back in their old town. The houses were smaller, and there didn't seem to be that much to do. The movers were already half way done unpacking.
"Don't you like it!" Ric said, hopefully.
Hope nodded meekly, "Great, dad."
"Come on, I want to show you ours."
Ric took his daughters hand and led her over to the third of the three houses.
"That's right, let's see ours, too. Um, let's meet up for lunch in about three hours?" Mark said, asking Sarah's father about the lunch.
"Yeah, that'll be good. I'll come to your house and we'll decided then where we'll go."
"Alright, we'll see you then."
Mark wrapped his arm around his sisters shoulder and led her to the second of the houses while Sarah and her father went to the first.
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A/N- That's all for this chapter. Also, for everyone who didn't send in their family members and names, please do so. Don't make your family too big or complicated, some may not be mentioned!
Disclaimer- I own my character, you own yourselves/your character, the wrestlers are owned by themselves or Vince McMahon and yeah, I think you would know if I owned someone else. If I owned a wrestler....the possiblilties are endless.....
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Goin' To North Carolina
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Chapter One
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Cammie Calloway rolled her eyes as there was a knock on the door. She sighed, "Come in."
Sarah Amy Tucker came in to the room, looking around at the empty walls and the bare floors. The only things in the room were a few cardboard boxes, herself, and Cammie, who sat in the window, watching the movers outside load up the van.
"Wow. Your room looks like mine does and I never thought that was possible." Sarah said, in shock, moving out of the way for a man to enter the room and take a box.
"Yeah, well, we have Vince McMahon to thank for that, now don't we?" Cammie said with vengence.
"Oh, come on!" Sarah said, trying to cheer up her friend, "It won't be that bad! I'm sure that there are plenty of things to do in North Carolina."
She nudged her friend with an elbow, "Plenty of hot new boys!"
Cammie rolled her eyes, "Ri-ight."
"Cheer up!" Sarah laughed and beginning to dance around like a moron, "Cheer up, cheer up, cheer up!!"
"Um, can I ask what's going on here, or do I not want to know?"
Both Sarah and Cammie looked toward the doorway where Hope Flair stood, shaking her head at the brunette girls actions.
"I think I missed something." she said, taking a seat in the windo with Cammie.
"I was trying to cheer up Cammie. She's pissed over moving."
"Well, don't tell me you don't want to stay her instead." Hope said, pushing her blonde hair from her face.
"I never said I didn't, but I think we could make the best of it. I mean, Vince sure thinks it'd be a good idea to move us out there, so..."
"I still don't see why we have to move out there." Cammie added, "I mean...ooooo, we're closer to Connecticut. Big freakin' deal."
Before any of the girls had time to reply to their friends sarcasim, there was a light knock on the door.
"Are you girls almost ready?" Mark Calloway asked, stepping in to the room just a few feet.
"We're leaving already?" Cammie asked her older brother.
"We're leaving soon. You want to get there by tomorrow morning, right?"
Cammie was about to speak when Hope slapped a hand over the unnatural red- head's mouth. "We'll be ready soon. Where's my dad?"
"He's still helping the movers. I think they dropped your dresser on the way to the van. Be out in fifteen? Okay?"
"Mhmm."
Mark shut the door softly behind behind him as he headed downstairs. Waiting until she heard him disappear down the stairs, Hope removed her hand, smiling oh-so-innocently at her glaring friend.
"I guess we should be getting ready then." Cammie sighed after a minute.
"Ooooo, guys, look...." Sarah said, leaning dangerously far out the window and pointing at something.
Hope pulled her friend back in, "What?"
"I thought I saw something over there."
"Well, aren't we a smart one." Cammie said, rolling her eyes.
"No, I think it was that guy I saw that place that one time."
"Once again, aren't we the smart one?"
Heading down the empty halls to the outside, the girls grabbed their traveling bags (bags that they were taking in the cars to North Carolina and weren't packed in the van) and headed outside to watch the rest of their stuff being packed up. The three girls had grown up next door and across the street from each other for as long as they could remember. They had gone to grade school and everything together. Both Mark and Ric were WWE wrestlers, and Sarah's father was a road agent/trainer, so the girls had had some common ground all their lives. And, now, Vince had decided that it would be easier to have three of his best stars living closer to Conneticut "just in case".
After another ten minutes or so, everything was emptied from the houses and moved in to the three giant moving vans. Mark, Ric, and Sarah's father all made their way over to where their daughters were standing.
"Are you ready to go?" Ric asked, giving his daughter a squeze on the shoulder.
"Yeah, daddy." Hope replied.
"Are we taking the vans or what?" Sarah asked, looking around as the moving vans began pulling off.
"No, we're going to take the limos up there. Vince said we could use them and he sent them specially." Ric explained as two limos pulled down the empty street.
"You girls are taking one and we'll follow behind yours." Mark said, leading the girls over to the first limo.
The three girls climbed inside. It wasn't a long limo, but just big enough to hold about six or seven people. The girls had been in limos before, but this one was amazing! The inside walls were dark red/maroon velvet and the seats were red leather with black leather drink holders. A small refridgerator sat in the corner by a medium sized television.
"Wow." Hope said, running her hands over the leather.
"You guys be good. We'll pull over in two and a half hour, okay?" Sarahs father said.
"Yes, sir." Sarah replied, for once too stunned to talk.
"You listen alright?" Ric told his daughter, giving her a kiss on her head.
"Dad..." Hope said, trying to shove her father off, lightheartedly, "Listen to who?"
Ric thought for a minute, "Just don't cause the driver to pull over, we don't want to be late."
"Alright, dad. You're gonna be, what?, twenty feet behind us?"
"I know, but, still, behave yourselves."
Hope rolled her eyes, "Alright, dad."
"You guys do know that you are wasting time telling us all this?" Cammie said specifically to her brother and reaching over Sarah for the door handle, "Time we could be using driving."
She smiled inoccently at her brother before the three girls waved to the guys and shut the door. One of the older guys must have went up to the drivers spot and talked to him because it took about fifteen minutes for them to actually get on the road. Cammie settled back in the seat.
"See, this won't be so bad, right?" Sarah said, picking up the remote and flipping through whatever stations they got.
"Yeah, I guess it won't be so bad." Cammie said, sifting through some state maps and things that were obviously left by Vince for them to look through.
"Oh, look, there's a whole load of stuff to do in North Carolina!" Hope said, scooting over to look at one of the books that Cammie had pulled out.
"Yeah, but where are we going?" Sarah said offhandedly, fixated on a beach volleyball show.
"Cameron." Hope said, searching over the map, "I don't see it."
"There." Cammie said, pointing to a small dot on the map.
"I didn't even see it. Can we look it up in the back?"
Cammie flipped to the back of the book. "Cameron, North Carolina. Approximate Population: TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN?"
"Sarah, you hear that? We're moving to a place that only has two hundred and fifteen people!"
"Uh-huh." Sarah replied, still staring at the television.
Cammie and Hope looked at each other for a minute. "We're out of soda." Cammie said.
"Uh-huh."
"We lost the remote." Hope added.
"Uh-huh."
"We're gonna throw you out the window to a pack of rabid wolves who will eat you alive and tear you in to teeny tiny bloody peices."
"Uh-huh."
Hope scootched closer to the fixiated brunette, "Sarah, there's a really hot guy outside the window."
Sarah jumped upp quickly, tearing her eyes to the window. "WHERE?!"
Cammie grabbed the remote, shutting off the t.v. "There isn't one. We just wanted to get your attention."
Sarah frowned slightly, sitting back down, "What's so important?"
"Look at this." Hope saud, putting the book in Sarah's lap.
Sarah looked over the book for a minute. "Two hundred and fifteen people? Wow....do they at least have a mall?"
"Yeah. Thankfully."
*~*
The two limos pulled in to a small neighborhood in a tiny town the next morning. Cammie, Sarah, and Hope carefully got out of their limo and met up with the older men. The girls looked at the houses in front of them. They definately were NOT what they had lived in back in their old town. The houses were smaller, and there didn't seem to be that much to do. The movers were already half way done unpacking.
"Don't you like it!" Ric said, hopefully.
Hope nodded meekly, "Great, dad."
"Come on, I want to show you ours."
Ric took his daughters hand and led her over to the third of the three houses.
"That's right, let's see ours, too. Um, let's meet up for lunch in about three hours?" Mark said, asking Sarah's father about the lunch.
"Yeah, that'll be good. I'll come to your house and we'll decided then where we'll go."
"Alright, we'll see you then."
Mark wrapped his arm around his sisters shoulder and led her to the second of the houses while Sarah and her father went to the first.
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A/N- That's all for this chapter. Also, for everyone who didn't send in their family members and names, please do so. Don't make your family too big or complicated, some may not be mentioned!