Old Friends

" Josh!" Brooklyn said ecstatically, rushing towards me from her table to give me a big hug. Since I had last seen her, she had grown about six-foot, three inches shorter than me. Her auburn hair was in a ponytail, and she wore a white top with black pants. Her top's design had a purple heart surrounded by red flame with her dad's face in the heart's center.

" The Queen of Wrestling" was scrawled on over and under the heart. She also wore black elbow pads and black boots; I had to say, it was nice wrestling attire. I guess being in a wrestling royal family has its benefits.

" What are you doing here?!" Brooklyn asked, her eyes glittering. Before I could answer, Gunner gave me a big hug. He had gone tan and cut his hair to a buzz cut. He had only grown a few inches; honestly, he looked like a skinner, smaller version of Dwayne Johnson.

" I'm here with Killer Instinct," I said, motioning to my stablemates standing behind me.