Even though he was in the middle of setting up the equipment, he paused for a moment and dropped one of the weights on his toe. After wincing for a moment, he began to speak.

"What did you just say, John?"
"Ken Anderson is my father." I repeated. He swore quietly under his breath.

"Does he know?"
"No… or at least I don't think so. My mom hasn't told me that much about it." He nodded and I was surprised to see what looked like a look of relief on his face.

"Okay, well do you want to start?" He asked me. I nodded and we started. About ten minutes before the bell was sent to ring, he sent me to the showers while he washed the mats (in order to protect other people against Staph infections or however it's spelled). I got out earlier than I usually did.

"Ken, you'll never believe it… John found out." I could hear Kennedy's voice from the other line and he pretty much went through the whole alphabet of swears.

"How the fuck did he find out dammit!"

"Apparently Karen told him."

"It was something that happened when we were both fifteen… He doesn't need to know the mistakes that I made! I moved on and so should she!"

"And leave John out of the picture? Ken, he looks just like you… his hair isn't bleached but besides that he looks just like you!"

"Looks aren't everything, dumb ass!"

"He is in love with wrestling!" There was a pause on the other end.

"Well, what does he want from me?"

"Well, he might like to spend time with his father! He might like to show him how well he can wrestle because Ken, you aren't that good you know… I think John is a lot better."

"I don't care, I'm getting paid aren't I?"

"Well, what do you want me to do?"

"Don't mention it, tell him that Karen is lying or something." I was angry when I heard that.

"So my own father doesn't care that I exist?!" I yelled. The Rock turned around and his face turned all red.

"How much did you hear?"

"Enough to know that my father is a no-good cheating son of a bitch!" I bellowed back and I could hear Ken from the other line saying stuff like 'oh, I didn't mean any of that!' or 'John, listen to me for a second'.

"You know what, Ken… I am happy now that I've never met you. I'm ashamed to call you my father!"

I turned around and walked out of the weight room.

"John the bell hasn't rung yet!" The Rock yelled from behind me. I didn't even turn around; I just walked away with a double flip-off and walked to my second period class. Rayne was in it and I didn't really want to see her.

"How was The Rock today?"

"Rayne, please, I don't feel like talking right now." She understood because sometimes I had to train so hard that I couldn't stand, so she didn't feel bad. The rest of the day went by and I really didn't want to go to wrestling. But, I wasn't going to let what had happened earlier to affect me. Kennedy could screw himself. I was going to follow my dreams. When I got into the weight room, I changed into my wrestling stuff and sat on the bench. The rest of the team hadn't shown up yet which was weird because I was usually the last one there; even the kid who had wrestling seventh period wasn't there.

"Are you ready to talk?" A voice came. I looked to where the voice came from and saw no other than Ken Kennedy.