"Whats with the blue?" Says a familiar voice from behind me as I check into the hotel.

I don't even need to turn around to know who it is. It's my sister Jane. I haven't seen, or talked to her in her for months, and the fact is, neither of us has even made an attempt to make contact. Not since that little announcement that she and Connor had become engaged.

"Whats the matter? You can't talk to your 'sister'. Thats fine lil' Sary...if you don't want to grow up, I understand. But someday, you're going to realize something, and thats when you alienate everyone, you won't have anyone else to turn too." Jane says before she turns and begins to walk away.

"Why Connor? After everything he's done, why him?" I turn and ask her before she gets out of ear shot.

Jane stops, and turns around again, with a smile across her face, "Why not? He never did anything to me. Or MY family. As far as I'm concerned, the little war you two have going on is none of my business." Jane says walking back towards me, "Lemme guess, its blue to honor your poor mommy isn't it? You know something Sary, you're damn lucky. If it weren't for your genes, and the fact that you never stop with the 'mommy' shit, you'd have nothing in going in wrestling."

I look into Jane's eyes, and know that she truly believes what she's just said. And I know that no matter what I say, right now nothing is going to change the way she feels. I turn away, gathering my things, just looking to go to my room.

Things weren't like this a year ago. A year ago, Jane was my biggest supporter, my friend, and my sister. I wish things hadn't gotten this complicated. I wish I hadn't said what I did at times. It was better for everyone else that it had gone unsaid. Now it seems like I've only opened a Pandora's box. Now everyone I loved it seems has gone away from me.

A year ago, I was on top of the world. Professionally, and personally. I was getting all the praise in the wrestling business, as one of the best talents of the 2007 rookie class. Oh how a year changes things. I'm not in the gutter. But compared to a year ago, it sure feels like it. It's my own fault, I know. I didn't have to start going to school last Fall. I didn't have to leave Ozone Park, and my old life behind. But part of me just wanted to get out there. And experience life.

So why did I come back to wrestling? Wrestling has always been a familiar getaway for me. My whole life has revolved around it, and sometimes, when I feel homesick, I find myself not calling old friends or family from back home. I watch Titans, or Slaughter. I call friends from backstage. Or I just flip through a wrestling magazine.

And finally, it's official. After nearly a month of having to get everything straight, and in the clear, I'm finally ready to be back in SFT. So much has changed in the ten or so months since I was last here. It feels like starting all over again. So many new faces, so many new names. Don't get me wrong, there are quite a few old faces around this place. There are still a few torch bearers of SFT's old guard. The guard my parents were part of. Then there are the names I don't know. Many of whom probably fancy themselves established by now with this company. I'm sure such can be said about my opponent this weekend in my first real match back.

I can't claim to know much about "Legacy." I've tried to research him, and found out a little. I know we've shared a lot in common. Choosing to go into this profession at a young age, working as trainers at our mentor's wrestling academy. But that is about the extent of it. I'm sure he's wondering who this person he's fighting is.

For those of you not familiar with me, let me just give you a quick overview. I'm Sara Pettis. The daughter, and step-daughter of some of the greatest this company has ever seen. I personally have achieved something neither of my biological parents were able to do. Thats be SFT Champion. And if it hadn't been for my friend Johnny A.M., I probably would be remembered as the best rookie wrestler of the class of 2007. If you want to talk about "Legacy", you're looking at one. ...

I finally get to my room after what seemed like the longest elevator ride I have ever taken in my life. I spent the entire time staring back at myself in the reflection of the elevator's mirrored walls. What I was looking for, I can't tell you. Part of me wanted to go back down, and see if I could catch up with Jane. Part of me wanted to go back down so I could just leave and go back to Tucson, and just find a normal Summer job like any other college student.

I slide the key-card into the slot, and open the door. The room is dark, as the curtains have been drawn. I walk in pulling my suitcase along behind me, turning on the light. The room is cold, because the AC was left on full blast by either the previous user, or the housekeeper that had made it. I open the curtains, and look down. Its an interior room that looks over the center of the hotel. The indoor pool, the bar/restaurant, the stores.

I gaze down and see Jane, wearing a expensive looking swimsuit, sitting on Connor MacDaddy's lap at poolside. The two of them hold each other close, and whisper to each other, as if they know I can see them, and they want to drive me nuts.

I sigh and close the curtains, cursing Connor to myself. "How was he able to brainwash Jane?" I think to myself, "She's too smart for him. How was he able to turn her against me like that?" Even though I know I'm as much to blame as he is.

I walk over to the freshly made bed, and sit down at the end of it. I flip open my cell phone, and scroll down the contacts. Most of the names on the list aren't around anymore, some haven't been around for years. And the ones that are still around have long moved on without me.

What a difference a year makes.

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