Okay ya'll I'm back with another chapter, but before you read that, please read this. I'm getting a little bit of heat from a couple of you, which is completely understandable. I know, I know…you don't like Rene Dupree, and you don't want me to pair him with Rose.

However, don't over look him. I chose him for a very good reason. I know he plays and asshole on TV., and a lot of you don't find him attractive. I'll admit, he's no Randy Orton, but the boy is talented and he ain't that bad looking, ya'll. You may ask yourself, 'What does talent have to do with anything in a fan fiction? Plenty. He was signed by the WWE at the age of 19, he's the youngest guy on the roster. They gave him a developmental contract with the OVW, but in only 6 months, they tore it up and signed him. To me, that says a lot about a person. That says a lot about character, talent, and persistence. To have started so young, and to show such talent, not just potential, but true talent, I think he deserves to be given some credit.

I didn't choose Sylvan, because he's out on injury, and word is that nobody likes him backstage b/c he keeps on messing up in the ring. Rene, however, is fitting in, and he's not messing up nearly as bad as most of the guys in the back. I'm not saying he's perfect, and he may play a dick in the ring, but he isn't afraid to get on that microphone in front of TENS OF THOUSANDS of AMERICANS and INSULT them. I mean, I'm an American, and he pisses me off every time, lol. That's good, though, that means he's doing a good job. He's good at what he does, and it's not all about looks.

I see something in Rene, that I don't see in a lot of the other new guys, and that's talent. Don't get me wrong, the new guys have talent, but it's more like an envision of what they could do and contribute than what they actually are doing at the moment. You hear J.R. saying, 'Boy, that kid's got a lot of POTENTIAL,' especially when he talks about Cade and Jindrak. When J.R. talks about Rene, I've heard him on several occasions, 'That Rene has tons of TALENT.' There's a difference in talent, and potential.

To me, he's an inspiration, he's broken the boundaries of age, and proven to the younger generation of fans and athletes that they can do what they put their minds to. And for that, he has my respect, and so he gets to be a main character in my story. Remember, that I like to focus my stories on what the people are like out of character. Just stick with me on this one guys. I'll try not to fuck up, but you have to try to understand where I'm coming from here. Okay? Just give it a chance, okay? That's all I'm asking. If it doesn't work out, then I'll change it, but right now, that's where it's going, so please, just give it a shot!

I really appreciate you guys, and your opinions are very important to me, but I really want to see if I can do this, so c'mon, what do you say???

Pammi

Chapter Two: Going Under

Rose cursed loudly as she ran into the building. A few more minutes and she would have been really late. It had been one hellacious week. There had been too many meetings, too many disapprovals, and too many fucking debates. Finally, after five days of hitting the drawing board, the creative team had agreed on some ideas, and thrown together the 'script', as she liked to call it, for Monday night.

She was running down the hall now, trying to get to her destination as quickly as possible. She would NOT be late, damn it, not during her second week. It was too soon for her to be making mistakes. She knew she was expendable regardless of her talent for writing. She knew that punctuality was important, especially when a corporation was involved.

Rose saw the corner she was supposed to turn in order to get to Steph's office, and nearly missed it. She ran around the corner and just when she was about to make it to her destination with minutes to spare, her foot caught on a wire. A loud, "SHIT," flew from her mouth as she saw her things go flying and felt her body hit the floor.

"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" She whispered hostilely as she pulled herself up into a kneeling position. She looked at all of her scattered belongings. Her purse was at least three feet from where she knelt, her small briefcase had snapped open after hitting the wall, and now, it and all of it's contents were all over the place and across the hall.

Rose let out a breath, then she laughed. She laughed as she thought of the way she must have looked when she fell. Her arms probably swung out in the air as her briefcase and purse escaped her grasp. Her mouth was probably open screaming some obscenity and her eyes must have been wide open in horror. She can't remember screaming, but she was more than certain that she had. She continued to laugh and hung her head at her own folly.

A folly that hadn't gone unnoticed. Rene Dupree was on his way to get a bottled water when he came upon the sight. The new writer, whose name he had just recently learned to be Rosalyn Bryant. He hadn't known why, but he couldn't help asking around about her. He didn't find out much though, just her name. He looked at her now. She was very pretty, he'd admit that much.

He couldn't help but smile when he saw the way she laughed at herself. Most people he knew would have blown up and started yelling all kinds of obscenities. She had mumbled a few, he was sure, but she hadn't gone off on some rant. Before he knew what he was doing, he was approaching her.

Rose looked up to meet a pair of cold, amused eyes. Her amused expression immediately turned into a hard one. She took a breath and cleared her throat as she rebuilt her dignity. The eyes studied her as she slowly and calmly picked herself up and dusted herself off. She was careful to seem terse and strong.

Rene studied the disheveled mess that stood indignantly before him. She was obviously still peeved at him from their last encounter. He took a breath, he didn't know what possessed him to walk toward her like that, but now he was determined to make her even more pissed off. Just because he could. 'Hmm…some teasing might help,' he smirked to himself.

"Excuse me," she said tartly.

"Hmm? Were you talking to me?"

Rose narrowed her eyes, "Yes, I was talking to you. You're in my way."

Rene raised his eyebrows, "Am I?"

Rose let out a puff, 'So much for being civil. I'll just go around,' she thought. As she attempted to step around him, he moved too, sure to stay in her way. She rolled her eyes, she didn't have time for this shit. She had ten minutes to dispose of this prick and pick up her crap.

"How about now? Am I still in your way?" He asked as she tried to move around him again, and was blocked again. "What about now? Still in your way?" This was too much fun. He had to admit, she looked kind of cute with her brow all furrowed and her hair all over the place. He let out a mirthful laugh. This was really, really fun, mean, of course, but fun.

Rose snapped. He was laughing at her! She didn't have time for this kind of evil. "Listen here, Peppy La Pew, I don't have time for this shit! I'm about to be late for a very important meeting, okay? Now get your overgrown Canadian-French, whatever the fuck, ASS OUT OF MY WAY!!!" With that, she pushed past him and picked up her things. She then hurried off toward the place she had been so close to getting before she had fallen. She quickly turned the knob and breathed relief as she had still been on time.

Rene stood exactly where she had left him. His amusement had turned into anger, annoyance, and, as much as he hated to admit it, remorse. 'Forget it, man. She's a bitch,' he told himself before walking off. He couldn't help but smile though, it had still been fun to pester her.

Annie, Stephanie, and the rest of the creative team looked up as they heard the door open. They looked on a bit shocked at the sight before them. Annie and Stephanie tried to stifle their grins at a completely disoriented Rosalyn Bryant.

Annie cleared her throat and looked at Stephanie before speaking, "Well, now that everyone's here…let's get started. I've got the matches lined up, now all we need to do is figure out when and where to cut the promos, and everything will be set." With that, the meeting started.

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Randy walked down the hall, he was looking for Annie. He had cut all the promos he needed to cut, and there wasn't much else planned for him that night, so he was going to pester his fiancé.

He turned his head when he saw a somewhat flustered Rene Dupree. He let out a breath, 'well, I don't have anything else to do.' "Hey, Dupree, what's up?"

Rene turned his features toward the voice. Seeing it was Randy he smiled, "Nothing, I was just about to go shower."

"Oh, I was just wandering, you look a little pissed off," Randy observed, "Who is she?" he asked jokingly, remembering he had been asked that question not too long ago.

"What?" Rene asked surprised, "There's no girl…just a BITCH!"

Randy's eyes flew open in shock, "WHAT!?! Who?"

Rene looked around, "No one, forget it. I don't want to piss anyone off."

"Don't worry about it, man. C'mon, tell me what's going on," Randy urged.

Rene let out a sigh, "Alright," he agreed as they made their way to Rene's dressing room, he told Randy about the new girl, and their exchange last week, and then their encounter earlier that night.

Randy shook his head, "Just tell her you're sorry, dude."

"No way. Risk getting my head chewed off again? She hates me and it's probably best that way. I don't need some chick thinking she can twist me in whatever way she wants. Been there, done that."

Randy nodded, "Alright, but just don't provoke her like that anymore. What were you thinking?" he asked with a laugh.

"I don't know. She just looked so funny when she fell…" Rene laughed when he remembered her rather ungraceful tumble.

Randy laughed, "I know. Annie's really cl-" he stopped mid sentence when he saw her approaching.

"I'm what?" Annie asked with an anticipating smirk.

"A really, creative, beautiful, lovely woman," Randy said with a cheesy smile.

"Uh-huh," she said through narrowed eyes.

"Whatever he told you, Rene, don't believe him."

"Don't worry, all of us know he's just a cocky dumb ass," Rene smiled mock-sweetly.

Randy flipped him off, "Is that the thanks I get for trying to help your retarded ass?"

Rene just shrugged, "I've got to go guys. The show's almost over. I'll talk to you two later."

"See ya, Rene," Randy said as they nodded farewell to each other.

"So…what was that all about?" Annie asked.

"Um…nothing. Rene was just having some women trouble that's all. I thought he could use some help from a professional."

Annie shook her head, "Professional? You? AHAHAHAHAHAHHAA. Yah right!"

"Hey!"

They continued walking down the hall. Speaking in hushed voices, Annie told him about Rose, and everything that Rose had told her. Randy explained about Rene, and all the reasons they shouldn't get involved. Annie just rolled her eyes and changed the subject. She would convince him later. Right now she just wanted talk him into helping her pick out some wedding decorations from a catalog she had borrowed from Stephanie.

Rose observed the couple walking down the hall. She just didn't get it. How could two people possibly be that in love with each other. She just didn't understand how there could be people like that. She didn't understand a lot of things, she admitted.

She didn't understand how two people could abandon their child. She wondered if her real parents had, at one time, been like Annie and Randy. Happy and in love. She wondered if her parents could have loved her if she had been given the chance. Rose shook her head. She couldn't compare the two, she knew that Randy and Annie were good people, and that her parents, obviously, were not.

Exhaling, she walked out of the double doors. She was done for the night, and she had just got off the phone with the cab company. Rose had her heart set on a good book and nice cup of hot tea.

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Okay, sorry it isn't that long, only five pages, but next time there will be more. I'm probably going to write another chapter or two this week, so that's the plan for now.

Well, I hope you understand my reasoning now for putting Rene in this story, and please review!

Pammi