I always watched wrestling at home. Every Monday and every Friday (I would tape it if I would miss it.) I ordered all the paper-views. I would always see the crowd chanting and screaming. All the stars always said how the adrenaline from the crowd always got them pumped. Well, sitting in John's room watching Smackdown, I felt it. Maybe it was because I was in the building where all the action is happening. But wither way, it felt great. I wanted to be out there one day and feel that. I sat on the floor and started to fold my clothes and put them in my suitcase. Then I heard my Dad's music hit. My head shot up so fast I thought I would get whiplash! He was jumping up and down on the ramp and holding his title high. I couldn't help smile. He was my Dad now. I went back to folding and putting away once his music ended.

"The champ…is here."

The crowd went wild. I couldn't help but laugh. Most of these people loved him but I knew so many people that hated him.

"But the champ is not here alone."

I stopped folding. If he was going to do what I think he was going to do, I would faint.

"You see, your champion adopted a daughter at least 6 hours ago."

Oh shit, he was! One of the guys with walkie-talkies came busting into my room.

"You! Come now!"

He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the curtain. This was the second time I was being dragged today, and it was starting to hurt. Suddenly I was in front of the curtain. I could feel the energy and hear the crowd chat 'bring her out!' I turned to the guy that dragged me.

"What do I do?"

"I have no fucking clue! Wing it!"

My Dad started to talk again.

"You wanna see her?"

This was it.

"Here's my daughter…SARAH CENA!"

His music played for me. I waited as long as he usually did. I took deep breaths and tried not to think. Finally my cue came. I ran out and stood in the middle of the ramp.

Surprisingly, the arena was going crazy! I didn't expect that! I walked to either side of the ramp and smiled. I walked down the ramp, stopping to touch peoples hands like all the other stars did. My Dad was sitting on the middle rope to let me in. I stepped through it and looked at all the people. The energy in the ring was amazing. It was enough energy to energize the whole state of Minnesota! I smiled and stayed by my Dad. He went and got me a mic. Oh my god he expected me to talk!

"My daughter was in this run down shelter for about 6 months. But now she's here! SO, tell us about yourself!"

I froze. The crowd was screaming really loud! I gulped and started to talk.

"What's up Boston MA! My name is Sarah and I'm a whopping 14 years old!"

The crowd went crazy! All I did was say 1 sentence! Maybe they would like me after all. I looked at my Dad and smiled. He smiled back and kissed me on the forehead.

"This ain't fake either. I got the papers in my room if you need proof! Now getting to Wrestlemania this past Sunday…"

JBL's music played. Oh shit I was gonna be in the same ring as JBL! He came out in a rage. Obviously to play that he lost at Wrestlemania. He stepped in and brushed right past me. He got a mic and started talking, much to everyone's dismay.

"To tell you the truth 'champ' no one cares about your new daughter and how you beat my streak! They care about me…getting a rematch right here, right now!"

The crowd booed and my dad rolled his eyes. This was my time to express my opinion.

"To tell you the truth, no one cares about what you think!"

The crowd yelled at this comeback. My Dad looked at me in shock. JBL just looked mad.

"You little…"

"Woah JBL slow down! Don't hurt an innocent little 14 year old! I can't let you go all Michael Jackson on her."

The crowd laughed and so did I. Then Eddie's music hit. Yes, a guy I actually liked! He came out in his low-rider and got a mixed reaction from the crowd. He jumped out of the car and did his little shake thing. Then he got into the ring. He messed up my hair on the way to get a mic and smiled at me. I smiled back.

"JBL, you don't deserve anything after your match! Eddie on the other hand, need's a chance at the gold!"

The crowd gave it's mixed reaction again. I smiled and whispered to my Dad.

"You should face Eddie!"

"Not my choice babe, remember?"

Then Kurt Angle's music hit. Oh, great. I hated this guy with all my heart. He came out with his usual 'You Suck!' as his song. He just ignored the chants and got a mic.

"I think a World Champion Medalist deserves a chance at that title!"

My turn!

"I think you should take those medals and shove them up your ass."

The crowd went wild! Eddie laughed, JBL stifled one and John cracked up. Kurt looked at me with a mean look, but I just stared back.

"Now Kurt we don't want you to hurt yourself. Actually…we do go on."

Rey's music hit. The crowd went wild since he was their favorite cruiserweight. He popped out of the bottom of the floor. I always wondered how cramped it was sitting there for the longest time waiting for your music to hit. Rey hit the ring and posed for the crowd. The lights from all the cameras almost blinded me. As if my Dad was psychic, he stood in front of me so I could see. Rey grabbed a mic from one of the guys sitting in the chair.

"Everyone has been under estimating me since I ever debuted here! But now, I want to be part of the big league! I want to stop being the underdog and be the champion!"

I walked over to Rey and pat him on the shoulder.

"Of course Rey you can be in the big leagues…once you get out of the cruiserweight division."

The crowd 'OOH!'ed and chanted 'burn!' for a while. My Dad started to laugh. Soon Rey was running to tackle me. I ran and hid behind my Dad. My Dad attacked him and soon a brawl broke out. I got out of the ring before JBL could knock me out. I stood by the announce table and overheard Cole and Tazz talking.

"Well Tazz I don't think Sarah will take anything about her or her new dad!"

"She seem's pretty hardcore Cole. She would be perfect in ECW!"

ECW. I honestly wasn't the biggest fan of it when it was on. When it got cancelled I felt like I was in heaven. My Dad jumped out of the ring, stumbling over his own two feet here and there. He picked me up and threw me over the barrier. He jumped over himself and started to drag me by my arm…for the 3rd fucking time!

"Why are people dragging me today?"

"To save your ass that's why."

We ran through the crowd, finally approaching the backstage area. We were listening to Teddy announce number 1 contender matches for the WWE Championship. My Dad looked at his title, then led me to his room. When he shut the door, I started to talk.

"Oh my god Dad that was amazing! The energy and the adrenaline rush was just wow! And what I said to the stars? I felt great after I said what I wanted to! After all these years I finally get to express myself! Do you ever get used to it?"

All my Dad did was smile. I looked at him confused.

"What? What is it?"

"You called me Dad."

I retraced my steps. Yeah, I did right in the beginning. I guess I said it without thinking. I went over and hugged my Dad.

"Yeah I guess I did."

I let go and started back on folding my new clothes and putting them into my suitcase. Someone was knocking on the door again. My Dad opened it to reveal that it was Teddy Long.

"Sarah! Just the teen I was looking for!"

"Yes Mr. Long?"

"You have the greatest potential to be a star here. How would you like it if you became a permanent star on here?"

I gasped. My Dad looked at Teddy confused. Me, an actual WWE star! I loved the idea! But my Dad spoke for me first.

"Not yet Mr. Long. I need to train her first."

Train me! I would be an actual wrestler! I started to jump up and down on the ground. Teddy nodded and left the room. My Dad turned to me.

"Not yet though. You need to get a feel for this business first."

"OK! Oh dad thank you!"

"You said it again."

"Get use to it."

I laid down on the couch, totally forgetting about my clothes that I had to pack. My Dad smacked me with his new belt right on the stomach.

"Ouch! What was that for?"

"A. So that you get these clothes done and B. because you still have school work. You start next week since your original school is on break."

I moaned. School. Never liked it. But hey, I can't complain now. So I got back to folding, watching the rest of the show on the mini TV. I couldn't help but think about my future in the WWE. And…being excited to start my road school.