Teachings of a Redneck
AU- No zombies. Carol is a quiet and lonely 18 year old high school student who hides a terrible home life, but her world turns upside down when she meets her high school woodworks teacher Mr. Dixon.
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Carol POV
Carol sat on her bed the night before school was starting up for its last semester, looking through her notebooks. It was and she was getting tired, she closed her books and stretched her back, groaning when she heard the satisfying sound of her bones popping. She then turned her lamp off and got under her covers, Carol sighed as she knew she would have to face another semester of school tomorrow, another semester of pretending everything was ok.
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Carol woke up at the sound of her alarm beeping; she stretched out and walked into her bathroom to get ready for the day. When she was finished she dressed in her black skinny jeans and a blue tank top, she put a cardigan over it and went to apply her mascara. Carol never considered herself pretty she was 5 foot 4, skinny and had short brown spiky hair; the only thing she did like was her shocking baby blue eyes.
When Carol was ready she picked up her school bag and went downstairs to grab some toast, creeping into the kitchen so she would not wake her dad who had passed out on the couch last night after coming home drunk. She knew better than to wake her dad up, she learnt that the hard way. When she had eaten she walked out the door making sure she shut it quietly and got into her car and started driving to school. Carol dreading going to school, she hated being there. She wasn't popular at all but she wasn't bullied. No one ever talked to her unless it was about work, but Carol liked the fact that nobody talked to her really, it meant less friends that would disown her once they found out her secret. She just didn't like the fact that all the teachers constantly tried to pry in her home life. Carol pulled up at school and parked her car; she got out of it and started to walk to homeroom to get her planner for the final semester.
She walked through the halls that were packed with students talking about their holidays; Carol signed and continued to walk though the mass of students that were everywhere. Carol reached Homeroom and asked the teacher for her planner; once she got it she walked to her locker and got the rest of her books out. She looked down at her planner and noticed that her woodworks teacher Mr. Adams had been replaced by a new teacher, She frowned at that she had liked her old teacher , he was a nice gentle old man who would help anyone, ' I wonder what this Mr. Dixon is like ?' She thought to herself as she started to walk to her first lesson. She walked down the corridor and reached her Science class, She looked down at her watch and realised she still had another 20 minutes until the bell went. Carol sighed in relief at the sight of the empty corridor and sat down on the bench opposite her class, she was grateful for the peace. She pulled out her science book and started reading; she was lost in her book when a rough voice pulled her out of it,
"Excuse me; do you know where woodwork classroom 3 is?"
Carol looked up at the voice and saw a man standing in front of her, he was about 6 foot and had mousy brown hair with a fringe swept to the side, he wasn't wearing a suit like all the other teachers but instead a top that had the sleeves ripped off and jeans.
"Um it's down the corridor and then it's on the right"
The man in front of her looked at her and smiled and said with his strong southern accent,
"Oh ok Thanks..."
"Oh um Carol, my names Carol"
The man nodded and said,
"Ok thanks Carol"
Carol smiled slightly and watched the man walk down the corridor that she had just pointed to, she realised that must have been her new woodwork teacher Mr. Dixon. 'He doesn't seem too bad' Carol thought as she went back to her book.
Daryl POV
Daryl found his classroom and was impressed by the size of his room; he walked over to his desk and sat down. He pulled out his lesson plans for the day and sorted through them; he looked at his watch and saw that he had 5 minutes till his first class came in. At 32 Daryl Dixon was starting a new life in a new city, born and raised in North Georgia, Daryl had never been out of his home town but he had decided to finally get out and start a new life in Mississippi. He was excited about his first day but his mind kept wondering back to the girl he talked to in the corridor , he didn't know why but she had intrigued him , he had only spoken to her for a minute but she was on his mind. She seemed like a normal high school student but there something about her that seemed different, he noticed straight away that she didn't look like all the other high school girls here who were all caked in too much makeup and wore their skirts much too high. She wore a t-shirt and skinny jeans and her hair was short and spiky and she only had minimal makeup on that accentuated her blue eyes, she was much prettier than the other girls here, she had natural beauty. Daryl noticed that she was on her own which surprised him because all the other students were busy chatting to their mates about their holidays. Daryl shook the thoughts out of his head as the bell for the 1st lesson went.
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