The Ayatollah Of Rock N Rolla (WWE Story)

-Chapter 1

My mother danced into the room-well, she walked into my bedroom happily. She looked over at me and she smiled softly about something. The smile she gave was totally unlike her and she usually never smiled for anything. Why? She wanted to kick me out of the house ever since I was thirteen and she hasn't smiled since I was a little kid.

"Guess what dear?" my mother asked me with a happy tone of voice and it kind of scared me. I noticed that her words were sugar coated and that made me sick.

"What?" I replied wcares fake care in the world for what she was happy about. I guess acting lessons helped me out with saying things because my mother didn't know if I meant half the things I ever said to her.

She told me with a smile, "I met a blonde cutie at the park this morning! He was so nice to me and he recently got a divorced from his wife who looks like a Barbie doll! Plus, he is in a band and he is totally rich!"

The word rich caught my attention since my mother is a total good digger. I didn't like where this was going and I hoped that she would have left the rich alone and allow me to be. Seriously, I don't know how much longer I can deal with her and her rich boyfriends. They make me so sick with their fancy talk and their money flashing in my face. They are always trying to impress me.

I rolled my eyes and faked a smile. "He sounds like a keeper mother. Congrats!"

"Thanks Luna! He is coming over tonight and he can't wait to meet you sweetie! You better be on your best behavior when he comes over or you're going to get in trouble and have to stay in your room for several hours without a phone. Make sure to bring your 24 year old attitude with you," my mother told me in her most demanding voice.

I smiled and said, "I'm going to be so good mommy like I always am. I think you'll be happy to see me act the same as I usually do with your dates because I'm sweet."

"You're never sweet to my dates." She crossed her arms and did the angry mom face at me because she can. Well, she always has.

"You'll be surprised at how mature I can act mother! Seriously! I am the good girl around here," I told her smiling even bigger than I did before.

She turned her back to me and told me, "Just bring your good behavior with you and stay mature like you say you are. Got it?"

My mother exited the room and I watched her leave. I didn't understand her at all because she was so cold and harsh towards others. She also dreams of money and a life without me because I belong to my father but this man has changed her attitude so far. I don't like it at all.

Anyways, you know my first name is Luna but the full name is Luna Carson. I have a middle name but I keep that a secret since I totally hate it. When I say hate, I mean like I want to tear open my skin until I can see the bones of my body.

I have medium length black and violet hair since I dye my hair a ton. I am safe with it though so it's not like I am frying all my hair off. I wouldn't want to do that since it would be weird for me to walk around without hair on my head. I don't want to see a girl without hair but I already have.

My eye color is grey and it looks pretty with my natural complexion. I consider myself to be a natural beauty and someone that guys don't ask out. I love being me and no guy can really change that since most of them want sex and hot girls to call up. I'm not like that at all.

My mother is or was single since she divorced my dad for not being rich enough for her or even being hot enough for her. Plus, she claimed he didn't have the right vibe in the bedroom which caused me nightmares and other trauma. Anyways, I told you about how much she loves money and it is a total fact. She tried to force me into singing competitions and dancing competitions to get money but I can act better than I sing or dance.

"Honey!" my mother shouted at the type of her lungs and I swore her voice was making my ears bleed a bit. "He just called and said he is on his way! You better get ready to meet him or you butt is going to be on fire later."

"I'm going to get ready mother! I won't want to 'disappoint' your new rich man," I answered back with a smirk on my face but she can't even see that.

I bet she was frowning. "Luna! Quit messing around and just get ready! Please make sure you don't dress in anything to revealing since this guy is for me and not you."

I already knew that she wanted this man for herself and not for me. After all, he probably is an old man who is dying. She could easily get money that way but I better not tell her that since she would figure that out like in two thousand years if she is lucky enough to.