I hate change. Especially when the change comes very unexpectedly. Like when my parents found out we were flat broke. That was a really quick change I just couldn't get over. So it had been 3 months since I started to train. I lost about 20 pounds and was able to fit into those size 1's I had bought. And, finally, my boobs weren't as big. So me and my Dad were coming back from another grueling day at the gym. The topic? The draft lottery. My Dad hadn't been drafted yet, and there was one more round to go. So we thought that he was going to stay on Smackdown for a while. But while I was still perfecting my finishing move, my Dad was sitting in the chairs thinking. I landed and looked at my Dad. He wasn't even looking at me! He was just staring off into space, looking at his title belt every once in a while. I sighed and sat down right next to him.

"What's on your mind Dad?"

"I wanna go to RAW."

Did my Dad really say that? I loved everyone on Smackdown! Torrie, Rey, JBL, Billy, everyone! But if my dad left, I would miss Eddie the most. Whenever I would step into the venue for the night, he would be sitting by the door waiting for me. Then we would take a tour, then go to the ring until Teddy yelled at us to get out. It was our ritual for the whole night. One time Teddy forgot to tell us so we were out in the ring when the show was starting. We jumped over the barriers and ran to the back since we were one of the first to start the shows. And now I was just starting to get more promos on Smackdown too!

"Are you serious Dad?"

"I feel like I've done all I could do on Smackdown. I know I have so much more potential on RAW."

"But…you wouldn't just go up and ask to go right? Part of you wants to stay right?"

"Of course! I've been on Smackdown since 2002! I would hate to leave, but love to go somewhere else! But don't worry, when the time comes, we'll move."

I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew he wouldn't leave. Teddy wouldn't let him go either! So she hugged her Dad and ran to the shower. After she showered up she got dressed. Juicy jeans, grey low v-neck Hollister t-shirt, white Aeropostale beater. She put her Roseville zip over it all. I walked out to my Dad, talking to the receptionist, again. I sighed and walked over to my Dad. He was putting a piece of paper in his pocket. I stood by his side for a while. Kelly looked at me and smiled.

"So you've been training her well John. Think you can take a night off tonight to go out for a drink?"

My Dad looked down at me. I nodded in approval.

"Don't worry. I'll call Dan."

My Dad kissed me on the cheek and walked away with Kelly. I sighed and smiled. Finally, my Dad found someone! I walked outside and was about to call Dan. But I knew the way home. And it wasn't that far away. So I walked home that day. My phone rang a familiar ring tone. I looked at who was calling me. Chris. Great, I really wanted to talk to him.

"What?"

"Is that how you greet me?"

Let me give you a rundown. Chris is the guy I ran out on at the family BBQ. It wasn't even my choice to go out with him! Cassy wanted to ask him for me (I never liked him!) I said yes because I thought he would say no. He said yes in a heartbeat. I wanted to break up with him for the longest time, but I felt too bad. Yet I thought crawling through his bathroom window wasn't that bad. Well he was pretty emo, and I never liked him. OK, back to the story!

"You never call me. What do you want?"

"To talk! To chat. How's your new life? Training hard?"

"Yes. And every time I punch someone I think of you."

"Awwww how thoughtful. I'm glad I'm on your mind."

"I have to go now."

"No you don't! Don't think you can get rid of me."

"Watch me."

I hung up on him. I didn't want to talk to him. He always made me so mad and it always got me in a bad mood. I put on my iPod and scrolled through my playlist. I didn't feel like listening to music, so I put it away. Then my phone rang again. If it was Chris again I would shoot myself! To my relief it was…my sister?

"Ummm…hello?"

"Hey! It's your sister!"

"I…noticed. Where are you calling from?"

"Kel's house. Since we can't afford a phone yet. So, how's your awesome life?"

"Awesome I guess. How are you guys fairing?"

"Daddy's stock went up some so we have a little bit of money. We're living with Grandpa at the moment. Oh I called you for something!"

"What would that be?"

"1. You missed your Confirmation. 2. MMSA wants you back for the class of 05 graduation."

My confirmation. I had a dress and everything. Guess I was a week to late. I could make that up. But my graduation? How the hell would I make that? I sighed and sat down on the steps of the local ice cream place.

"I have no way of getting there."

"Well find a way! Everyone want's to see you!"

"I have a show to go to on that night! I won't be able to make it!"

"I'm sure something will go on! Please? We want to see you too!"

"Well I have no way to get there so tell them I won't be there."

I hung up on her to. God why was everyone getting me in a pissy mood? I decided I should get some ice cream. I walked in and looked at the menu. When I decided I walked up to the register.

"Hello welcome to Blue Bonnet! Sarah Cena right?"

"Yeah."

"Oh my gosh! I see you at the gym all the time! And on TV! Your amazing? Mind if I get a picture and an autograph?"

"Uhhh…no?"

The guy squealed (yes, squealed) and ran around the counter. He motioned to some other worker to get the camera. Soon everyone that worked there was behind me to be in the picture. They were all saying how I was good on TV, how my Dad is hot, and how they can't wait for me to wrestle. Soon almost everyone in the store was asking for my autograph and pictures. I was blind by the end of that.

"Oh my gosh I forgot you wanted some ice cream!"

"Ummm…yeah how about German Chocolate?"

"Coming right up!"

The guy gave me the biggest cone and the most scoops of ice cream ever! He gave it to me.

"On the house."

"No I couldn't!"

"You will. Now go!"

I walked out and smiled. Man, eating all of this would make me gain back all my weight and then some! I looked over to some little girl who was passing the ice cream store, but her parents were saying they had no money for it. I walked up and stopped right in front of her. I put the big cone in her little hands.

"It's on me."

I winked and walked away. I heard the little girl scream in joy. I smiled to myself. After about 10 minutes, I was at my house. I walked in to my grandma watching some TV.

"Hey sweetie! Where's John?"

"He's on a date with Kelly."

"OK there's some dinner in the fridge for you."

I walked to the kitchen and looked in the fridge. There were some mashed potatoes with KFC chicken. I reached for a yogurt and ate it quickly. I ran up the stairs to take a shower. After I was done I walked down the stairs just in time to pass Dan.

"Hey where are you going?"

"Bed. Everyone is. Where are you going?"

"Downstairs to wait up for my Dad."

"OK but don't stay up to late."

I walked downstairs and laid down on the couch. I flipped through the channels. I stopped on a new AM Raw. It was showing footage of Edge and Lita flushing down her wedding ring after she filed divorce from Kane. I laughed to myself. Thank god my Dad would never be a part of that! Well the night went on, and soon I drifted off to sleep. I woke up to my Dad entering the house. It was 3:13. He sat down on the couch and looked at the paper in the hand. I turned on the light, which made him look up. He looked back down at the paper again.

"Dad? Did you have a good time with Kelly?"

My Dad nodded.

"Did you get any?"

My Dad smiled a little at that. He shook his head yes and no, letting me know he wasn't going to tell me.

"Then what's wrong?"

My Dad handed me the paper. It was addressed from Vince McMahon. I read the letter out loud.

'John Cena,

You have done an excellent job on WWE Smackdown. Becoming the WWE Champion on Wrestlemania and defending it in all ways. But the board and I feel like it's time for you to move. So we have talked to Teddy, and he has rightfully agreed. As of June 2, 2005, you and your daughter are now superstars on WWE RAW, thank to the Draft Lottery in place of World Heavyweight Champion Dave Batista.'

I didn't need to read anymore. My worst nightmare had come true. I was going to RAW. It wasn't a bad thing. It was just that I didn't want to go. My Dad pulled me onto his lap.

"We go June 6. In St. Louis."

That would mean…I would be able to go to my graduation. Wow. My sister was always right, in some weird way.

"I have my graduation on June 7."

"Then we'll hop a plane after RAW. Wow that sounds weird."

"I'm gonna miss Eddie."

My Dad kissed me on the cheek and hugged me tight.

"I know. So will I."

"Good night Dad. Love you."

I started to walk up the stairs.

"To answer your question, I did get some."

I laughed and shook my head. Now I was just disgusted. I blew him a kiss and went to bed.

I was thinking about moving to RAW. Such a big change. RAW was live. No botching or editing. It was do or die. I didn't know what to expect. I knew that Trish, Maria, Christy, Maria and Victoria we're on there. Plus Hunter and Ric seemed nice. But I couldn't help but think of not seeing Eddie anymore. I would miss seeing him in the doorway and taking our tours. And warming up with him in the ring. I knew it would be rare to see Eddie again. And thinking about that made my heart ache.

I barely saw Eddie after that. When Eddie died, I felt like a piece of my heart got ripped out. That will be later on in the story. But Eddie was like my other dad. Without him, what would have I been? I stopped thinking and went to sleep. Everything was clearing it's schedule for me. Clearly God wants me to go to my graduation. But the question was, did I want to?