WWE High School

Chapter 10

Dean and Renee's mothers both worked at the same bakery. The job meant that while the kids were in elementary and middle school they could work. The kids would make their way to the bakery after school for around thirty minutes and then they could go home.

Dean's mom worked there all of Dean's life so when Dean was in kindergarten, which was across the street from the bakery, his mom could run over to pick him up and bring him back across and he'd play in the back where his dad had made him a little play pen.

Renee moved to Stamford Island for the start of Elementary school and her mom got a job just before then. Renee then started doing just as Dean did. After school her mom picked her up from the elementary school, which was connected to the kindergarten, and would bring her over to the bakery.

|Flashback|

Mrs Young- "This is Renee, my daughter that I was telling you about."

Mrs Ambrose- "It's nice to meet you, Renee, welcome to Stamford Island."

Renee Young- "It's so different to Canada, there isn't snow."

Mrs Ambrose- "It's always sunny here. I've got a son that's the same age as you, do you want to meet him?"

Renee Young- "Sure."

Mrs Ambrose took Renee by the hand and led her into the back of the bakery to where Dean was playing with some plastic dinosaurs.

Mrs Ambrose- "Dean, this is Renee, this is Mrs Young's daughter, remember I told you about her."

Dean turned and looked at Renee.

Dean Ambrose- "You said she just moved here."

Mrs Ambrose- "You kids can get to know each other."

Dean's mom left the room so that it was just Dean and Renee there.

Renee Young- "Hi, I don't know anyone around here."

Dean Ambrose- "That's fine, you'll meet more people as you go."

Renee Young- "My mom told me about you."

Dean Ambrose- "What did she say?"

Renee Young- "Nothing bad, don't worry."

Dean Ambrose- "Oh, ok, do you like dinosaurs?"

Renee Young- "They're ok."

Dean Ambrose- "This one is named after a president, it's a Barackosaurus."

Renee Young- "Do you have anything else to play with that's more suited for me?"

Dean Ambrose- "I have smaller dinosaurs."

Renee Young- "That wasn't what I meant."

Dean Ambrose- "I think I do have an etch-a-sketch if you want it?"

Renee Young- "It'll do, if you stay still I'll draw you."

Dean Ambrose- "Are you a good drawer?"

Renee Young- "I like to think so."

|End of Flashback|

Mrs Young- "Renee. Renee, are you alright, dear?"

Renee snapped back to reality.

Renee Young- "I'm fine, I was just thinking about stuff."

Mrs Young- "We need you to start setting up the raffle now."

Renee Young- "I'll get that sorted."

Renee went over to a table and started putting raffle tickets on various prizes and getting that set up. She was half way through when she heard a familiar voice.

Dean Ambrose- "I got sent to help you with the raffle."

Renee turned to see Dean stood at the doorway.

Renee Young- "I don't need any help from anyone."

Dean Ambrose- "It doesn't matter what you want, I'm helping, it'll make it look like I'm working."

Renee Young- "Fine, you can help, just don't talk to me."

Dean Ambrose- "You say that like I did something wrong to you."

Dean walked over to the table to start putting raffle tickets on prizes.

Renee Young- "That would be because you did."

Dean Ambrose- "Tell me what that was because I have no idea."

Renee Young- "You know what you did."

Dean Ambrose- "If I knew what I did I wouldn't of told you to tell me what I did and if I did something to make you not talk to me for two years you'd remember. You know exactly what happened between us, just like I do, and I'm completely blameless."

Renee Young- "You told me not to talk to you ever again!"

Dean Ambrose- "I told you to change back to the person I knew and when you've done that then talk to me again!"

Renee Young- "I'm much happier the way that I am now!"

Dean Ambrose- "I'm glad that being Charlotte's little lapdog makes you happy!"

Renee Young- "Lapdog!? I'm a cheerleader, what the hell are you!?"

Dean Ambrose- "A kid who used to care but got sick of caring for a person who didn't appreciate it!"

Renee Young- "You always come up with these analogies instead of flat out saying what you mean!"

Dean Ambrose- "How would you know!? The last time we talked, I was twelve and didn't know what an analogy is, I still don't even know!"

Renee Young- "You really haven't changed!"

Dean Ambrose- "At least one of us stayed true to our roots instead of trying to fit in with the popular people!"

Renee Young- "I'm not trying to fit in, I have fit in!"

Dean Ambrose- "They are using you!"

Renee Young- "Why would they use me!?"

Dean Ambrose- "To get to me!"

Renee Young- "Trust me, those girls have better things to do than worry about what Dean Ambrose is doing!"

Dean Ambrose- "I have a reputation for working out people's agendas and I know that eventually, once they are done with you, those girls are going to throw you in the crapper!"

Renee Young- "I'd like to think I know my friends better than you!"

Dean Ambrose- "They aren't your friends!"

Renee Young- "I don't need to be here, I'm out!"

Dean Ambrose- "You finally work out that I'm right and then you just run away like this, really!? That isn't the Renee that five to twelve year old me once knew!"

Renee stopped in the doorway.

Renee Young- "She died when our friendship died!"

Renee stormed out of the bakery against the requests of Dean's mom, meanwhile, Renee's mother went to talk to Dean.

Mrs Young- "What was that all about? Renee told me that you two weren't on talking terms but I had no idea how explosive you two could get."

Dean sighed and rubbed his face.

Dean Ambrose- "All due respect, Mrs Young, I really don't want to talk about it right now."

Mrs Young- "You might not want to talk to Renee and vice versa but I'm here if you really want to talk and swear, I know you wouldn't want to say those words around your mum."

Dean Ambrose- "Thanks, that's really thoughtful, I'll keep that in mind."

Dean got back to sorting the raffle but kept replaying what just occurred, over and over again, in his head.