Walking Dead: Building Your Own Hope
Chapter 1 of the third story in my Building Your Own Hope series, hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Walking Dead or its characters.
Season 3: Episode 1
It was the last day of school before the summer vacation began, it was the end of Sophomore year for most members of a large group of friends at the school, excluding two who were finishing Junior year, a group of friends who had endured quite a year with Philip Blake being exposed as the man who had been abducting certain people and photographing them in vulnerable states. One of these friends, a boy named Andrew Pierce, smiled as he headed towards his locker as the day was almost over. Andrew was five foot six with long blonde hair which he tied back, green eyes and fair skin with an average build, he was dressed in simple jeans, a white T-shirt with white socks and black sneakers. As he walked to his locker he took note of two of his friends, a couple, Enid McKenzie and Alden McAuliffe. Enid was somewhat short with long brown hair and green eyes, slender with slight curves and milky white skin and Alden had short brown hair and eyes, fair skin and light facial hair. Alden also wore jeans, with a dark blue T-shirt and black boots. Enid was surprisingly wearing a skirt, a denim one, along with a white T-shirt and black flats, but it was still a good look for her. Exchanging pleasantries with them, as they were all getting ready to leave and enjoy their summer vacation, Andrew headed onwards to his locker.
He had just reached his locker and stopped in his tracks, eyes wide, expression brightening.
'Marissa, wow…' He thought to himself.
Marissa was Marissa Garland, Andrew's girlfriend, a pale skinned young woman who stood at five foot seven with semi-long golden blonde hair, gray eyes with a thick build and a generous looking bust to go with it. What was really surprising was her attire, namely she was wearing a black pleated skirt that stopped two inches above her knees, paired with black socks up to just below her knees, brown calf-high boots and a neat white blouse. It wasn't the first time Marissa had worn a skirt, but every time was still a surprise, given how rare it was for her to do so.
'She looks so, amazing. Oh golly, wearing that skirt, she really has…' Andrew's thoughts raced, delightedly.
Grinning he approached their lockers which were actually next to each other.
"Hi Marissa."
She turned to him, smiling widely. "Andy, hey."
They immediately hugged, their lips meeting in a soft yet warm kiss. Parting Andrew gave a cute lop-sided smile.
"You look lovely." He said.
She giggled and glanced down. "Thanks, yeah, I thought you'd like the skirt."
"I do." He replied honestly. "However I gotta admit, I was surprised."
"I know. But it's just, after we...you know." She said with a quirked eyebrow, continuing when he nodded, blushing slightly. "Well, the way you reacted to my body, it just gave me more confidence in my body. So I thought, why not show more, especially around you."
She blushed a little at that, while Andrew was amazed, and delighted, by what he heard. She was referring to the time after Philip Blake had been killed and a perverted gym coach who had stalked Marissa had been arrested, they had consummated their relationship, giving their virginity to each other.
Marissa gave him a wink. "So, expect to see me wearing skirts or shorts more often."
Andrew grinned at that and, with their stuff packed away, the young couple linked hands and began walking away to leave school together.
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"So, what do you think, will you be able to come around later today?" She asked.
Brian Goring grinned at his girlfriend, Beth Greene. "Of course Beth, also, what about our plans for a couple of days from now?"
Beth smiled. "That all seems good, everybody else seems excited."
Brian nodded in agreement. He and Beth were the two just finishing their Junior Year. Brian was five foot nine with light blonde almost brunette hair, blue eyes and fair skin with a slim lanky build, notable by his long legs, Beth had long tied back blonde hair with green eyes and fair skin, she was slender but with definite and delectable curves. Beth wore a rather nice pale blue dress that ended above her knees, along with pale blue flats. Brian wore jeans with a black shirt, white socks and black sneakers. They had put their stuff away and were already beginning to leave the school.
"Alright, I think the others all have plans too." Beth remarked.
Brian nodded. "Yeah, sounds like we're gonna have a pretty eventful summer."
They both smiled at that and then waved over to two other members of the friend group, both girls, who waved back. First was Laurel Williams, a taller girl at five foot eight with long brown hair, brown eyes with tanned skin and a slightly chubby build with a rather generous bust. She usually wore shorts or skirts which showed her long legs and thick thighs, in this case a black mini skirt with a black and red tank-top, black socks up to below her knees and black flats. She was the third of four sisters was usually cheerful and open-natured despite the bullying she faced when younger. The other girl was tanned too, but slender with long black hair and dark brown eyes, her tanned skin was due to her Mexican heritage and she wore black short shorts, showing a lot more of her tanned slender legs in comparison, a grey T-shirt and black flats, her name was Eliza Morales. Meeting up with the girls, the two oldest members of the group joined them and they left the school together to begin their summer vacation.
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The last four members of the group, two couples, were talking and laughing together as they walked to the school exit, also being the last of their group of friends to leave the school. The first couple consisted of Sophie Peletier, a girl, roughly five foot six with long dirty blonde hair, brown eyes and fair skin with a slender slightly curvy build, and her boyfriend Mikey Carr, a fair skinned young man with short brown hair and eyes with a normal build. Both dressed respectively in denim shorts, a pink T-shirt, white socks and white sneakers and grey pants, a white tank-top and black socks and sneakers. The final two were Carl Grimes and Jamie McIntyre, both of them finally out about their relationship in public now and a lot happier for it. Carl was five foot six with shoulder length shaggy brown hair and bright blue eyes, milky white skin and rather slender, wearing jeans, a white T-shirt under a blue and white unbuttoned flannel shirt, black socks and black sneakers. His boyfriend Jamie was an inch taller with short dark red hair, hazel eyes, fair skin and a toned build. He wore jeans, a red T-shirt, white socks and white sneakers.
"So, we all have dates set up for over Summer vacation?" Carl queried, having overheard or discussed several plans with the rest of the group.
Sophia nodded. "That's right, there's also the two big group events we planned. One at the local pool, the other in the woods campsite."
Jamie grinned. "Sounds like fun, huh."
He gave a warm smile to Carl, his eyes drinking in his boyfriend's features. Carl flushed slightly, still amazed at how enraptured Jamie always seemed to be with him. He couldn't deny he felt the same towards Jamie however.
"Well, we better get going, let's get outta school and look forward to some fun times ahead." Sophia remarked.
"You bet." Mikey agreed.
They all laughed and left the school, the two couples parting ways.
Walking together, Jamie noticed when Carl suddenly stopped. He turned to his boyfriend and saw his expression had changed, he looked uneasy, worried.
"Carl?"
Carl bit his lip but nodded.
"Shane."
Jamie turned sharply at that and glared at said police officer who was in his car, which was parked outside the school. He was glaring at them and clearly outraged, especially upon noting Jamie and Carl holding hands.
"He...he confronted my mom about us and, and the things he said." Carl began to explain.
Jamie shook his head, this was out of character for both of them. Carl was normally the calm, reassuring one while Jamie was the nervous one.
"He's an asshole, you know he can't do anything, your dad won't let him." Jamie said reassuringly. "What about the rest of the guys at the station?"
That seemed to calm Carl who smiled. "They're on dad's side, Shane's actually only just got back from suspension."
Jamie smiled at that and they continued to walk, ignoring Shane who was still glaring at them. He looked like he was about to call through the lowered window.
But then Carl, making sure his voice carried, said. "But then again, if he keeps up this behaviour, he might just find himself suspended after he's only just got back...or worse, kicked off the force."
They both subtly noticed Shane's glare, as well as his disgusted look, before he drove away. Relieved they continued to walk together, going for their respective homes.
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Having returned home from school, Eliza Morales was unable to do much before the phone rang, being nearest to it she called out.
"I'll get it."
She picked up the phone as her father stepped into the hallway, wondering who was calling, he wasn't long home from work himself, so still wore his work clothes, black pants, a dark red shirt and black shoes. His wife and son Louis were still in the living room.
"Hello?" Eliza said into the phone.
It was than a voice, a voice she didn't recognize asked. "Is this the Morale Residence?"
Eliza blinked before replying, uncertainly. "Yes?"
"Put Mr. Morales on."
Even more confused Eliza turned to her father, the phone no longer held up to her ear.
"Dad, it's for you."
Her father blinked in surprise but cleared his throat and approached, taking the phone from his daughter.
"Thank you...but stick around, I think we need to talk about those shorts, Eliza." He said firmly.
Typical teenager, Eliza groaned. "Dad."
He just shook his head and held the phone to her ear.
"Hello, who is this?"
Eliza pouted but quickly changed her tune upon seeing the fear in her father's eyes when the man spoke. The way he went slack-jawed and began to sweat. Eliza could still hear what the other man said, a strange phrase that made no sense to her. But it seemed that was what had put fear in to her father.
"Plata o plomo?"
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.