Authors notes: I want for every one right now to know that I do not own any of the WWF stars and I am not affiliated with them in any way. However I DO own Alexandra, Terra, Gail, Haley, Chamile, Kishi, and Dawn. I don’t own Neopia. I got the Idea from Neopets and used it. (Please don’t sue!!!)

And a song someone sings once upon a December.

figures dancing gracefully across my memory.

Things my heart used to know, Once upon a December.

I stormed to my room. God my father got on my nerves. "Cant do this, Cant do that. I want you to go to an East Coast School." I know I know that he is only looking out for me being the youngest of his kids. I was always to young to do everything. (I was seventeen and out of school by the way.) "Alexandra, Mc’mahon, You’re grounded!" he yelled.

"Not tonight." I said to my self as I lay back on my bed waiting for the time to tick by. I had planned to run away that night and go home to LA where I belonged. Confused? Okay. Let me explain a few details of my life really quick.

I just need to confess something right now. I am not a human… Sereously. I am not even from Earth. (I am actually like a fairy. You know I have wings and stuff in my normal form. Otherwise I am like a human.) You see, A long time ago (Like when I was twelve or something) I was home on my home planet Neopia. I was actually the Princess until my mother, the queen at that time, Her sister was jealous and plotted to kill her. She got a people from a galaxy to attack Neopia and my mother. In a last effort to save me and some of the kingdom to comeback and take my rightful place as queen later she sent me and my closest friends to Earth to live as humans.

I can turn into a fairy and back to a human easily and I can use my powers. Any way.

On Earth I lived around some of my best friends and fellow fairies that were sent to Earth also. I lived with a Grandmother type person. I soon found out that my human dad was Vince Mc’mahon and when I was sixteen since my Grandmother died I went to live with him and his family even though his youngest child other than me (Stephanie.) was 21. I was out of school mostly because when I was in Cali. My grandmother had skipped me a few grades because I was ‘gifted.’ I really hated the East Coast because my dad is trying to make me go to an East Coast school but since I got a cheerleading scholarship to UCLA. I am running away to live with my friends and go there and that is where the story left off.

I threw myself on the bed and held a pillow to my chest. I then waited for the house to go quiet…

After about an hour the house was silent and the only thing I heard was my own heartbeat assuring me that everyone was asleep. "Oh man I am going to get so busted." I thought to my self as I crept down the stairs praying that they would not creek. I got down to the bottom of the stairs and silently made my way through the house to the front door. I opened it and even though it made a little bit of noise it didn’t wake anyone up. Finally outside in a safe haven I got the keys out of my purse and ran to the garage where I got in the car that my dad let me drive while I was here and took off. I took special care to not play the radio or any thing as I drove out of the driveway so I wouldn't wake any one up and start something. I drove to the airport as quick as I could. My friends had helped me get a plane ticket to LA for tonight. That’s why I wanted to get out of the house. We had been planning this for a while. In a few hours I was headed home. Vince had no Idea about it and I was going to college with my friends. Not to mention that I was living in my own house. (You see when my grandmother died I got everything including the house which she owned.) I was cool. It took three months of planning but It was worth it.