Robbie stood at the doorstep of his new home, Four hours away from anything he used to know, In a place that was eerily Quiet, He hated moving and always had. I would ruin whatever life he had, But he had no choice, his parents would move the family at least every Six months when the Wrestling Federation Robbie's father was in lost interest in him.

Since Robbie was Three they were moving, He spent most of his life Growing up in the Back-seat of the Family Car. Packed between suitcases, lost in memories of a town he will never see again. His parents did however promise this time would be different, This time they would stay. Robbie found humor in this, scary really, He had gotten so used to this he never really unpacked his things, Just enough clothes to wear, Because he knew all to well that the phone call to join another Independent Federation was coming.

Robbie, himself was growing a little to old to constantly move and his Older Sister was just about ready to move on with her life. So whether Robbie liked it or not, He was Fourteen he had moved all over the Untied States, and had left every one of his friends behind in the Process.

That was just the way of life he was used to, Leaving, moving to a new city, Making one or two new friends and then leaving again. But Robbie was never into the whole Friend Making Process, he was more concerned in following in his father's footstep. Robbie just like his Father wanted to be a Wrestler, but not in some small federation in the middle of no where, He wanted to be in the WWF.

He wanted to train and get into the WWF, Not traveling all around making Twenty-five dollars a Match like his Father. He knew his mother was tired of these constant moves. They had run their course and numbed the Family's feeling. His parents thought that now was a good time to stop. His parents wanted things to be Different now, Wanted a good life. That was Fine with Robbie, He wanted a Normal Life, he wanted Friends he would know for more then Six months, He wanted a Room his things would actually stay unpacked in.

He was pushed out of the way by his sister, Who of course wanted to make the best of thing, Quickly scouting out the house, and Marking her Territory, Another tradition done. All Robbie had to do now was wait outside, He knew the next Four hours would be spent bringing Boxes in, So they could just bring them out again. He would rather just leave his things in the Backseat of the Car, as far as he was Concern that was the Only place they belonged.

Robbie looked around at his new setting, Warm summer days, Barely any noise, Calm and Peaceful. No signs of any kids his age, and that was just what he need to spent the rest of his Teenage life in a place with no other kids. A new place he supposed not really caring anything about it, He still had in his mind he was going to leave, It was only a Matter of time.

Besides who actually lived in Cameron, North Carolina anyway?


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