(A.N This story gets better... I promise!!!... It just needed this start...)

(A.N 2: The story is a bit confusin' age wise... the begining paragraph she's 19 and then when the story starts she's 23.... she has known the "gang" since her 19th birthday. Oh yea and this story is in parts not chapters!)

PART ONE

This is a story of a girl named Sage Isabella Nael. Sage is a girl with brown hair and purple eyes. Yes, I said purple eyes, the doctor's said it was a miracle. (Yes purple eyes are possible) She is 19 years old and still lives at "home" with her mother. You're probably wondering why home is in quotations. The reason is that evey month or so Sage's mom would get a new job in another city, sometimes state or even country. Sage has wanted to live on her own for a while now but her mother won't let her go, for as long as she lives. Sage makes most of her clothes and does a GREAT job. If it weren't for her mother she would probably have a job as a fashion designer. Enough about her life story in this for now... you'll find out more in the story...

"Sage!" her mother called.

"Yea mom?" Sage's voice replied.

"Run me a bath and then make dinner." Her mother commanded.

"Yes, mom." Sage replied going up the stairs sadly. She walked into the bathroom and started her mother's bath. "I don't know why she makes me do this she's just going to complain about it anyway." Sage says to herself. Sage looked around the bathroom every item in there aside from the shampoo, conditioner, and lotion her mother had bought her at the local doller store. Was her mother's. Her mother got the best of everything. The best lotions, shampoos, make-up. Oh! Make-up she had always wanted to wear some but, never could. For her mother would not let her. If she ever did she knew her mother would beat her senseless and call her all of those evil names she did. For example the night before her mother complained that the peas were too cold, and too few. So she ended up blaming Sage saying 'You fat bitch, you probably heated up over half a bag of peas for yourself and just poured what was left in the bag for me.' her mother had stated. Even tough none of this was true Sage just let the verbal abuse continue. She had never been told things like good job or even your a good girl. Her mother had always degratred her for as long as she could remember. As did her mothers many boyfriends. Her mother called them 'relationships' acting like they'd go somewhere. But Sage knew better, all they were, were one night stands or week long relationships. If they did last any longer the guy would soon leave anyway finding someone better. There were the few times Sage's mother had given her money. Probably $5 evey two weeks. Well Sage had saved that up and bought herself a laptop. It was a very old model and very heavy, compared to the newer ones. But, she could really care less. Her only friends were some wrestling fans that she had met in a wrestling chat room. Sage savoured the moments that she could talk to them. By this time the bath was full so Sage headed downstairs to make dinner. She made her mother a full meal of chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, peas, and some steamed vegetables. Then grabbed two carrots for herself. She pealed them and then chopped them placing them in a container and poured herself a little dip. She took this up to her room, placed a chair against her door so her mother could not get in and sat down on her blow-up air mattress and signed on to the internet and into the chatroom.

(convo)... (for story purposes i am going to shorten the first name to WF4L)

WwE fAn 4 LiFe says: hey there babygirl!

SaGe says: hey dude!

WF4L says : how r ya?

SaGe says: I'm ok... u?

WF4L says: not too bad... oh and ExTrEmE pRiNcEsS & PeArL jAm say hi...

SaGe says: oh tell them I say hi back...

WF4L says: will do

SaGe says: so... whatcha been up to lately?

WF4L: not much... hows life with the mom from hell?

SaGe says: hey! she is not the mom from hell... she just cares for me...

WF4L says: Sage girl come on... if she really cared she wouldn't do half of the crap she does!

SaGe says: Stop! this is NONE of your business!

SaGe has logged off.

(Jeff Hardy sighs to himself.. he had hoped that one day he would get through to her... this time he vowed he would.)

A frustrated Sage had signed out of the chatroom and told herself that her mother did love her and that that was the reason for all of this. There was a knock at her door.

"Yea?" Sage replied.

"Sage, honey good news." her mother stated.

Sage opened her door and looked at her mother. "Mom are you ok?" Sage asked.

"Oh, I'm fine honey my back was a little sore so I took some Tylenol 3." her mother smiled.

'So thats why shes being so nice.' Sage thought. 'She's drugged up.'

"Well honey the good news is I found another job." her mom smiled.

"Oh where is it?" Sage tried to smile pretending to be happy.

"Oh in some little town called Camera, or something like that." her mom stated.

"Cool." Sage again tried to look happy.

"Well thats all honey, sorry to bother you, if you could I'd like you to start packing our stuff we're leaving the day after tomorrow." her mom smiled then she started down the stairs.