Author's Note: This is for my loverly, Blackbirdox. What happens after Charlie gets kicked out of Welton.

Disclaimer: I don't own DPS.


Charlie Dalton hadn't wanted his father to shell out a generous donation to get him back into Welton. But he wouldn't deny the fact that he was surprised when his parents didn't write a check to bail him out.

Instead, he stood up in court and clenched his jaw as he was charged with juvenile battery against a Mr. Richard Cameron.

He gulped, pursing his lips as he was sentenced with six months of work at a treatment facility in the country.

As a ranch hand.

When he was a young boy, Charlie had played cowboys and Indians numerous times with Knox and Neil and Meeks. He had enjoyed dressing up in boots and plaid. Hell, he had shouted "yee-hah" too many times to count.

He just never thought any of his childhood fantasies would come true.

And he definitely did not think he'd be surrounded by other juvenile delinquents when it did.


Author's Note: ...I have a thing for prologues?