BTW: I forgot to warn about the language, but it's The walking Dead. You should know that their little potty mouths.
Sleep didn't come easily to Rick like he thought it would. When he arrived at School he was tempted to just sleep in his rusty pick-up. Until a loud bang on his door scared the living shit out of him. He heard His so called best bud laughing. Shane was laughing way too much for Rick's liking.
While he got out of his truck he refused to meet the man's gaze. Fearing that he might just sock the dubass grin off his face.
" Man, you should've seen the look on your face!" Shane continued to laugh as he followed Rick. While slapping his back. Why couldn't Rick's class be closer?
"So, hey man...where did ya go after the bonfire? Ya seemed to gone off pretty early" He closely followed Rick to his locker. Leaning against the other lockers.
Gee I wonder why? Rick thought bitterly. Trying hard not to meet the familiar glance of the man who really could not take a hint.
"I was tired, ya know. Wanted to get a nights rest" he mumbled dryly, as he Yanked his civics book out of his locker.
Shane snickered as he took a huge bite out of his apple." Really? Cause ya look like shit"
Thanks man. Rick slammed his locker harder he would've liked it. He wasn't sure if he really wanted to start in on all this drama. Which is weird for him since being a police officer, and maybe even sheriff is all about drama. Thinking about that makes him realize that Shane was going to be a police officer too. He had stated that he would follow Rick anywhere. Which was surprising still in effect even after nine years. Was he really still going to ignored this even when they are in the force together?
He had started to walk away when two thin, familiar arms wrapped around his forearm." Mornin, baby" he could feel Lori's smile radiate on him. She pecked his cheek, as he tried not to groan and walk away. She was the last person Rick wanted to see.
He barely got in a nod before he started to walk faster. Civics was around the corner, and was a good excuse to get the hell away from the lovebirds. By the way he could feel the sexual tension behind him, and it was disgusting.
Just before Rick made past the corner Shane had caught his unwanted attention" ya wanna watch where ya goin, faggot!?" He had yelled it loud enough to interest everyone else in the hallway. Never any teachers though. Rick knew who was there even before turning around.
" What' ya tell ya bout callin me that, Welsh!?" The southern drawl belong to Daryl Dixon. Him and Shane have had a beef with each other since Daryl had transferred here last year. Rick paid no mind to him. Though watching him and Shane fight had entertained him, not today.
Shane stepped closer to the smaller man" What ya gonna do bout it. Dixon?" Daryl stepped up closer too. Now their foreheads were touching. Lori sighed loudly
"Honestly? Do ya guys have to fight all the time?" Rick would usually agree, but today he couldn't care less. He abandoned the pre fight and continued to his classroom.
Rick couldn't care less for Lori, Shane, or Daryl Dixon right now.
BTW: So sorry for using faggot! :( Shane being the asshole he is, Saying it fits him perfectly.