Hello guys. This is my first TWD fanfic.

It's AU and totally OOC. Beth is a badass here while Daryl is a pretty nerdy shy guy. They are same age and both in high school (well Beth not so often). Maggie is Daryl's sister as well as Hershel is his father and they live on the farm.

Beth is having problems with her parents so she is barely at home. She's having Merle as her older brother.

Two people who would never come together in any way. But a bet makes things fall in place and the story begins.

(!English is not my native language so please excuse any grammar issues!)

It was late afternoon when Daryl was done with his extra classes. He helped younger students with their homework and with learning for tests twice a week. It was Monday and the course had taken longer so he was really late and most teachers were gone already.

Daryl had an old little car because he lived on a farm far outside the town.

When he walked towards the street he saw the group of guys and girls. They were called the rebels because they only attended classes when they wanted and they were bullying younger kids.

Jack was the leader of the group, he had a motorbike and was 19 already. He wore leather jackets and baggy pants with cowboy boots. All in black. He also had a rivet choker and some piercings.

He had a girl always close to him, maybe she even was his girlfriend. She had most classes with Daryl when she attended any of them. Her name was Beth and she was just as bad as Jack.

Her light blonde hair was always messy, her eyes with a whole lot of black eyeliner and eyeshadow and the lipstick was mostly in a dark shade of red or purple. She had a very slender body and always dressed in black. One piece of clothing she was wearing like everyday. It was a vest with angel wings on the back. Other than that she mostly wore short black leather skirts and tops. She had her lips pierced and Daryl thought he once noticed a tattoo on her shoulder although she was too young for one.

The other people in their group were just dressed like them. Luna had her hair dyed black and red since she joined them.

They stood on the street right in front of the school and smoked. Beth sat on Jack's bike with a cigarette in her hand. Harvey carried a bottle of whiskey around. He was part of the group as well.

Everybody avoided them if possible but for Daryl it wasn't possible. He had to walk past them to get to his car.

He was talking to himself in his mind. Just go past them and don't look at them. Just go past them and don't look at them. He repeated that in his mind all over again when he walked towards them. He had his bag over his shoulder and a few books on his arms. They didn't fit in the bag anymore.

'Hey, Greene! Been crawlin' into teacher's asses again?' Jack shouted at him when he was right next to them.

Ignore it, Daryl.

'Hey, he's talkin' ta ya.' Beth got up from the bike and walked over to Daryl. 'People answer when they're bein' talked ta.'

'Really, listen to the girl.' Harvey grinned.

Daryl moved on but he didn't get far. Beth stood in front of him, blocking his way. She was shorter than him but he didn't want a fight.

'Ya better stay here, Greene.' Beth gave him a push and Daryl stumbled back. 'We need money for booze. Yer pa's havin' lots of it so ya can share with us.' She raised an eyebrow, expecting Daryl to react.

'My dad isn't rich. We just have a farm.' Daryl answered quietly.

'Didn't ya hear what she said? Give us your money.' Jack came to stand next to Beth, wrapping one arm around her hips.

'I-I-I don't have any with me.'

'Stop tryin' ta fool us or this will end up in yer face.' Beth lifted her cigarette up and held it close to Daryl's eye.

'Okay, okay.' Quickly he searched in his bag and took out the twenty dollar he had for fuel.

'Good. Now get away and bring more next time.' Jack pushed Daryl to the side and he stumbled again.

'Hey, Beth. What are ya doin' there?' Merle Dixon, Beth's older brother came around.

'Leave me alone, Merle.' Beth rolled her eyes annoyed.

'Told ya before if ya wanna teach someone a lesson, do it right.' Merle turned to Daryl and eyed him closely. 'If ya tell one word ta ya daddy, Greene, ya get ta know me. If ma lil' sister is getting' into any trouble 'cause of ya, ya'll regret it. Understood?'

Daryl nodded and ran off to his car. He sat in it and locked it from inside. He realized he had no money with him anymore but he needed fuel or he wouldn't get home anymore. He watched the rebels walk away, surely to the next liquor store. After all they had Merle with them. He was known in town.

Daryl took out his cell and called his older sister. 'Maggie, I ran out of fuel. Can you pick me up?'

'Of course, Daryl. I'm on my way.'

While he waited for Maggie to arrive, he thought about what happened to him once more.

The Dixon's were a redneck family. They were known in town for causing trouble. The father was screwed up and jobless. He was hunting in the woods often and 95% of the time drunk. The mother was as screwed up, it was said that she was a drug addict but the father didn't let her leave the house often. Merle Dixon had been in prison twice already. A lot of people feared him and only the sound of his motorbike coming across scared a lot of students.

Daryl knew Beth for long. She had always been a bit weird and seemed very introverted until Jack came along and started flirting with her. She once was just a normal girl who kept her distance to everybody and then she turned into what she was now. Just the same redneck bitch as her brother.

A knock against the car window ripped Daryl out of his thoughts. He opened the door and stepped out to his sister.

'Didn't you take any money?' Maggie asked looking at her little brother.

Daryl shook his head. 'I forgot it this morning. I was a little late.'

'Little stupid. Come on, we get pizza on the way back home. I am so hungry.' Maggie smiled as usual and went over straight to her car. Daryl's older sister was already done with college for two years. She had a well paid job but still living at home with Daryl, Daryl's mother and their father. Her own mother passed away long before Beth was even born.

Beth was sitting behind Merle, her arms wrapped around her brother so she wouldn't fall off the bike.

Merle didn't live with them anymore and he didn't go in the house anymore since he moved out. He had promised Beth a million times to get her out of the family but as usually he didn't keep his word. Beth hadn't seen him in five days again.

'Where have ya been?' Beth asked when they arrived at the small house.

'Been in another town. Had ta clear somethin' with some guys.'

'Ya need ta stop the crimes. Don't wanna visit ya in prison again.'

'Says the one who drinks and smokes with not even 17. Am fine, Beth. And ya should stay off that Jack. He's got a thing goin' on with Becca.' Merle said.

'He ain't betray me, Merle. Just take care not ta be caught.' Beth sighed and went to enter the house.

'Did ya bring beer?' Her mother yelled once she heard the door.

'I'm sixteen mom. I ain't get any beer anywhere.'

'Woman! Bring me beer an' a sandwich.' her father shouted from the living room. He was totally drunk again but Beth had to walk through the living-room to reach her bedroom.

When her father viewed her he got up to his feet stumbling. 'Where have ya been?'

'Out with friends. Is that a problem?' Beth hated her father deeply. He was a cruel bastard. And she had to endure him over a year still until she could follow Merle by her own.

'Yeah. Told ya not ta play whore for tha' fuckin' bastard 'gain. Women gotta stay inside an' care for the damn beer ta be cold.'

'I ain't a whore.' Beth glared at her father. She knew what getting angry meant but she wouldn't let him call her a whore.

'Ya look like one. Jus' like yer mother before one took control of her.'

'Good ya know how whore's look like.' Beth growled.

The drunk man gave her face a hard slap what brought tears to Beth's eyes but she would stand through this once more. It wasn't the first time after all.

The next day was quiet. Daryl was leaving the school with the other students. Beth had been in school today. Under all her makeup she looked like she didn't have that much of sleep last night.

Daryl was scared they would be waiting for him again but they never did when he left the school with so many other students. They rather took money from the younger ones then.

Today they weren't waiting for anyone. Daryl reached his car but before he got in he heard a fight not far away from him.

'Fuck the law, Merle! I ain't goin' back to that place!'

'Ya have ta! Ya can't live with me. I have a shit ass one room flat!'

'So then I sleep under a bridge. I wish ya would just ever keep yer fuckin' promises, Merle.'

He saw Beth angrily walking off in her black leather boots and her vest. Then he heard Merle driving off.

Beth noticed him looking and immediately she glared at him. 'Fuck off, Greene.' she snarled and turned away.

The next day Beth wasn't in school. Neither were Jack and his gang.

Daryl had been thinking about why Beth would rather sleep under a bridge. He knew her parents must be horrible but he had no clue how awful they really were.

Spring Break was close and Maggie took off two weeks from work to spend some more time with her family.

Beth didn't appear in school anymore before the break started and Daryl didn't spend time pondering about her anymore.

This day he was going to the cinema with Maggie. There was a new action movie they both wanted to see and so they went together.

Daryl didn't really have any friends. Everybody thought he's weird for volunteering to help young students with their homework and studying.

When Maggie and Daryl left the cinema talking about the great movie someone passed Daryl and hit him by the shoulder. It didn't hurt, still it was rude and usually people apologized for crashing into someone. That person didn't and when Daryl turned around to look after the person he viewed the long messy blonde hair and the short black leather skirt with the black boots and he knew why there had been no apology.

'That was rude.' Maggie muttered.

'Used to it. She's the daughter of the redneck family.' Daryl explained.

'Beth Dixon? The last time I saw her she looked totally different.'

'She joined Jack Dawson's group a year ago. Didn't think she would be that stupid.'

'You know what people talk about the Dixon's. Their children are probably just as screwed up as they are. It's a shame such parents get to keep their children at all. In fact it's sad such people decide to have kids at all.' Maggie shook her head.

'Let's not bother about that now. I am pretty hungry.'

School started again and Beth Dixon actually attended all classes of the first day. She was sitting in the right corner of the last row and had her sunglasses on.

The first lessons the teacher didn't bother about it as he knew Beth wouldn't pay any attention anyway but in the next lessons the other teacher wanted Beth to take off the sunglasses and after a few minutes of discussing and threats about calling her parents she put away the glasses ad revealed a black eye. It looked pretty nasty as it was still visible even under all the eyeliner and eyeshadow.

Lunch break was coming fast and Beth put back on the sunglasses. She went to the cafeteria to get something to eat. She took an apple and sat with her usual group. Daryl sat alone and ate his lunch. He couldn't do different but to glance at Beth.

The group was talking intensely. Perhaps they were discussing who would be their victim of today. It was a sensation anyway they all were in school today.

'What is goin' on between ya and that woman Merle saw ya with?' Beth asked angrily. Merle had taken a photo to prove it to Beth.

'Girl, get your shit together. She's my woman and you're my girlfriend. Ya don't let me touch ya so I need Becca as well.' Jack explained and grinned like it was the most natural thing.

'I told ya why. I want ya ta stop seein' that bitch.'

'Forget it, Beth. As long as you act prudish I ain't stop. But maybe I will if ya prove me you're not that lil' girl anymore.' Jack's grin formed into a smirk and Harvey, Luna and Chris were looking at him very interested.

'What do ya want?' Beth asked rather annoyed than interested.

'I bet ya wouldn't even get Daryl Greene to sleep with ya. You're that prudish not even the town's nerdiest virgin would consider fuckin' ya.'

'Uhhh.' Luna said and giggled.

Beth felt challenged by that. It wasn't that she loved Jack really, still she was jealous about that Becca and she didn't like men telling her she was weak or prudish or a whore. She was Bethany Dixon still and she knew what she was and what she could if she wanted.

Beth didn't spare a thought on what she would do to Daryl by accepting the bet. The need to prove herself was greater than her conscience.

She took Jack's hand and shook it. Looking at him she nodded. 'I'll prove a wrong. If I lose I'll leave ya alone forever.'