CHAPTER 4

*FLASHBACK*

A knock sounded at the door of the Ambrose house. The father approached the door and opened it revealing a dark haired mother and her little girl.

"Hello," the young mother greeted. "We're your new neighbors, The Greene's. We just moved into the house next door."

The husband put out his hand to shake the young woman's hand."Hello. Robbie Ambrose. Come on in. Please."

"Thank you."

The woman and her daughter stepped into the house. The man poked his head into the kitchen letting his wife know that they had visitors. She walked out of the kitchen, her blond hair hanging loosely around her red satin top.

"Hello. I'm Jennifer Ambrose," she said extending her hand to the woman. "Nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you, too. I'm Anna Greene. This is my daughter, Kayla."

"Hi there, Kayla," Robbie said, kneeling to a knee. "Pleasure to meet you."

"Hi," Kayla said putting her small hand into Robbie's.

"What a beautiful child," Jennifer commented. "How old are you, dear?"

"Seven."

"Seven years old. What a big girl. We have a son your age. Speaking of which, Robbie, where is he?"

"In the front room watching television. Hey, Dean. Could you come in here for a second, buddy? Please?"

A young curly auburned- haired blue-eyed boy emerged from the living room and stepped beside his father.

"These are our new neighbors, son," Robbie mentioned. "This is Anna Greene and her daughter Kayla. Anna, Kayla, this is our boy Dean Ambrose."

"Hello, Anna."

"Hello, Dean."

"Hi, Kayla."

"Hi, Dean."

"Want to come see my new kittens, Kayla?" Dean asked.

Kayla looked up at her mother. "Can I, mom?"

"Go ahead, babe."

"We'll just be in the kitchen," Jennifer Ambrose told Kayla. "You two have fun."

Kayla followed Dean into the living room and gathered around a basket of newborn kittens.

5 YEARS LATER

"Okay, guys!" the softball coach called out. "Practice is over. Good job today. More practice on Thursday."

12 year old Dean Ambrose was picking up his batting gear to head back into the school. Although, when he turned around, he had accidentally bumped into someone, knocking the young boy to the ground. Dean sat his bat and glove down onto the ground.

"I'm sorry, dude. I didn't see you," Dean said looking down at the kid.

"It's okay. I'm fine."

Dean extended his hand to the boy and helped him to his feet.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, I'm good."

"Okay. Sorry again about that."

"Hey. No problem."

"You're new here, aren't you?"

"Yeah. Just moved here from Louisville, Kentucky a couple weeks ago."

"Well, welcome to Boston."

"Thanks. Seth Rollins."

"How do you do? Dean Ambrose." The two boys shook hands. "You're a pretty good ball player, Seth. I assume you played back in Kentucky."

"Yeah. First baseman."

"That's awesome. I'm the left outfielder."

"Nice. When my parents and myself moved me out here, I was hoping this school had a softball team I could try out for."

"I could talk to the coach for you if you would like."

"You would do that for me?"

"Absolutely. I've seen you play and you're actually quite good. You guys must have won a few games."

"Well...a few."

"Sweet. Like I said, I'll talk to the coach for you and see if I can't convince him to have you join our team."

"Sure. That'd be great."

Dean picked up his gear and the two new friends walked back towards the school.

4 YEARS LATER

Kayla, Dean, and Seth, now 16, were making their way to the cafeteria to sit down and have some lunch.

"I can't tell you guys how stoked I am that today is Friday," Seth stated.

"Agreed," Dean added. "3 o'clock can't get here fast enough."

"I tell you what, guys," Kayla said. "It's like every time I look at that clock, I feel that it's taunting me."

"Yep," Seth agreed as he and Dean took their place on one side of the table. "So, how's your mom's new boyfriend, Kayla?"

"Oh he's...okay. He's awful strict though."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Wow. Dang."

Kayla just shrugged.

Something caught Dean's attention and he looked over Kayla's right shoulder. "What's going on over there?"

Kayla turned to see two teenage African American girls picking on a new face in the school. They took her lunch tray and dumped the contents of the tray onto the floor. One girl lifted her foot and stomped down onto the girl's sandwich. Kayla rose from her place at the table as the other girl of the duo taking the new student's backpack, unzipped it, and dumped her books and papers onto the floor before tossing the backpack at the new student.

"Hey! Leave her alone." Kayla demanded.

The two girls walked away laughing as Kayla knelt down to help the young woman.

"I am so sorry about that. They are always like that when somebody new comes to this school."

Kayla helped pick up the girl's books and papers, and placed them back into the backpack. She then helped her pick up her bag of chips, carton of milk and the crushed sandwich, then they rose to their feet.

"Thank you for that."

"Sure. Your accent. Australian?"

"Yeah. Just moved here a few weeks ago."

Kayla smiled. "Wow. Far ways away."

"Yeah. You're in my class, aren't you?"

"Sure am. I haven't had the chance to introduce myself to you yet. I'm Kayla Greene."

"Shannon. Shannon McGee."

Kayla and Shannon shook hands. "Pleasure. How about you come sit with me and a couple of my friends? I'm sure that they would like to meet you too."

"Sure. That's be nice."

"And...from the looks of this sandwich..."Kayla tossed it into the nearest trash can. "I'll split my sandwich with you. I'm not gonna eat a full footlong sub by myself," Kayla stated with a chuckle.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Kayla led Shannon over to the table and introduced her to Seth and Dean before they sat down. As time went on, these 4 were inseparable. They did everything together. Afer a short while, they came up with a name for themselves. Club DKS was born.