Oh My God, I'm awful. I've started like four new stories and then given up on them quickly. I'm so sorry to anyone who took the time to review or follow them. I really appreciate it. This is A Pre-ZA story about Daryl and his best friend. Please enjoy and Review.
Daryl Dixon stared round the cafeteria, wondering whether or not to just ditch the rest of the school day. It was all just a waste of time anyway. The room was almost empty. If he was going to go at all he sure as hell wasn't gonna be there on time.
The late bell went and he sighed. The alternative to staying at school for another three hours was going home to the trailer, which wouldn't be too bad except that Merle might be there and he didn't want to spend the afternoon trying to avoid his older brother.
Finally he got up and trudged to his next class, ignoring the filthy look he got from the vice-principal as he strolled through the empty halls.
He strode into Ms Banners Biology class. He ignored her and she him. All the teachers knew from previous experience with Merle not to get involved with the Dixon family and today was no exception.
He sat down at his desk and stared out the window without even bothering to take out his books.
"… also your principal has asked me to tell you that you will be getting a new classmate. She should be here any minute…"
Daryl was only half listening but he was jerked out of his thoughts when the door banged open.
"Ooops, sorry. Hi. I'm Paige. Are you Mrs Banner?" a voice asked.
He glanced up and almost laughed out loud.
She was the most unusual looking girl he'd ever seen. She had short hair which fell into her face. It was dyed a dark red, almost black color. The eye which could be seen past her hair was chocolate brown. She wore shorts over black and purple striped tights with huge black Doc Martins and a leather jacket over a deep purple tank top.
"Um, yes. Everyone this is Paige Wilson. She just transferred here from Ireland. I'm sure you'll all make her feel welcome" Ms Banner said disconcertingly.
The girl grinned completely at ease but he barely noticed. He had just realized that the only free seat in the room was the one beside him: he preferred to sit by himself whenever he could which was usually easy as almost everyone was scared of him.
Ms Banner had obviously noticed this as well.
"Right, well, you should probably sit there beside Mr Dixon" she said, pointing at the empty chair.
He shuffled as far from the edge of the desk as he could and tried to ignore the murmurings of the rest of the class as she sat down next to him.
Ms Banner went on with the lesson and he went back to ignoring her. To his annoyance though, the girl beside him seemed even less inclined to listen than he was.
She had pulled out a bright green notebook and was doodling one corner.
"Alright, now take one worksheet between two and work on it together. I'll be around to check your work in a few seconds."
Daryl fully intended to ignore her as they got their assigned work. He turned away from her and sat in silence. But after a few minutes:
"Hey, Mr Dixon, you gonna just sit there? 'Cos I don't have a fuckin' clue how to do any of this shit." Her voice called. He noticed her accent which was one he had never hear before.
He turned around reluctantly and stared at her, trying to get the point across. She obviously didn't get it.
"O-kaaay, creepy silence. That's good too." He still didn't answer.
"At least tell me your first name" she compromised, forgetting the worksheet which was blank except for her name.
After another few seconds of silence she sighed.
"Fine, Boo, don't tell me." This finally stirred something in him and curiosity finally got the better of him.
"Boo?" he asked gruffly.
She grinned smugly.
"I knew it. You can talk." She folded her arms, waiting for a reply he refused to give. Eventually she sighed again.
"Boo Radley. You know like in the book?" She raised an eyebrow at his blank expression. She turned and pulled it out of her bag, putting it on the desk between them.
"It's the one we're supposed to be doing in our English class. You know, Boo Radley is this creepy guy who stays in his house all the time and all the kids are scared of him and think he's a psychopath but he turns out to be the good guy in the end?"
He vaguely recognised the black cover, though he had never really paid much attention to what the book was actually about.
She looked like she wanted to say something else but Ms Banner called for attention again and she turned to face the front reluctantly.
He struggled with himself all through the rest of the class.
Eventually the bell rang. As she was about to leave, he made a decision.
"Daryl" he blurted out.
She turned back to him.
"What?" she asked confusedly.
"Ma' name's Daryl" he said.
She grinned.
"Hey Daryl" she said and then she shook her head. "Nope, not gonna work."
"What?" he asked.
She glanced back as she walked away,
"I prefer Boo."
Right. So I wanted to write a story with an Irish OC, because I am Irish. I want Paige to be quite unusual because I think she would have to be to make Daryl want to get to know her. The name, Paige was suggested in a review by LeaDenise for one of my other stories and it stuck in my mind. So, thanks! Hope you enjoyed!
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