The First Meeting

So this is my first attempt at Walking Dead fan fiction. Decided to write about my favorite character, Carl, while also introducing my own character to TWD universe. I really hope you guys enjoy it cause I put a lot of effort and thought into this. This story is my baby and I hope you guys are as proud of it as I am. Plus, who doesn't love Carl? ;P

The story starts with Carl on his way home from the Anderson's after meeting Ron, Enid, and Mikey.

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Carl made his way through the streets of Alexandria after spending time hanging out with Ron and his friends. He still couldn't believe he was just playing video games not long ago. A luxury he thought was long gone. It was hard to imagine a place like this existed, but here he was. All these people going on like the world never ended. Like the dead weren't walking outside these walls.
He was so distracted by his thoughts that he almost didn't hear the voice call out.
"You must be Carl."
Carl began to look around for the location of the voice, not seeing anyone.
"Up here." The voice called out again.
Carl looked up at one of the houses. On top of the roof he noticed someone sitting there, looking at him. The voice came from a boy that couldn't be much older then he was. He had on a white tank top and tan cargo pants. On top of his long dark brown, almost black hair was a blue and gold hat with a logo on the front of what he assumed was some sports team. It was then he realized that this must have been the boy that Deanna mentioned in his interview. The one that was out there since the beginning, just like him.
"It's nice to finally meet you. It's refreshing to see someone who has the same face as me." The boy said.
"Huh?" Carl asked. Same face? What was he talking about?
"A face that has seen what is really on the other side of those walls." The boy adjusted the hat on his head. "Sorry, the name is Lucas Grey. I was the new guy until you guys got here. Been here probably a month now but I stopped keeping track of the days."
"So you were out there as long as we were?" Carl asked, eyeing him with interest.
"Since the beginning, like you. That is why this place is so hard to believe. Yet here it is. Everyday I feel like I'm going to wake up and be back outside those walls, fighting off roamers. Sometimes I feel like those walls are going to come crumbling down and the roamers will come to us. I still reach for my knife at sudden noises even though there are no dangers here." Lucas said, sighing at the end. "Don't mind my paranoia. You have enough things on your mind right now."
Strange, Lucas thinks the same as him. But then again they both know what life is like outside the walls of Alexandria. It was then that Carl felt a sudden connection to this other boy.
The boys just looked at each other for a few moments in silence before one of them finally spoke.
"Where are you headed if you don't mind me asking." Lucas asked.
"I was on my way back to the house." Carl said, having a problem getting out the word house. "I was at the Anderson's."
"With Ron I presume? Was Enid there as well?"
"Um...yeah. She was there. Ron said she was out there like we were."
Lucas nodded. "Yeah, she was. I think those two are together. Shame now that I see you. You'd make a cuter couple."
Carl was slightly taken aback by the statement. "With her?" He asked.
Lucas let out a small smirk at Carl's reply. "Sure."
Carl felt his cheeks warm a little, not entirely sure what Lucas meant by that. He was certainly interesting though, different from the ones he has met so far. The teen was at least glad there was someone more like him in Alexandria. They were both outsiders so at least he wasn't alone.
"Hey, um... Do you mind if I walk with you back to your place?" The other boy asked, his tone changing a little with the question. Carl could sense a little loneliness in his voice. He couldn't blame him when he thought about it. He had come in with his family while Lucas came in by himself. He had to have felt alone here.
"Um...sure." Carl responded. Carl then thought he noticed a smile on Lucas face as he stood up from the roof.
"I'll be right down then." Lucas turned and headed through the window he must have came out off. About a minute later, Lucas came out the front door. He walked over to Carl and it was there that Carl noticed his crystal blue eyes. They surprised him and slightly distracted him for a moment. "Might as well get walking."
The boys began to walk the streets of Alexandria, heading back to the house that Carl and his dad were given to live in. Most of the walk was quiet, Carl looking the place over still trying to take it all in. This place just could not be real. He looked over at Lucas and noticed the other teen was looking at him, not sure how long he was.
"This place is real, Carl." Lucas said, seeming to read Carl's mind. "I can see it in your eyes. You don't believe this place. I felt the same when I got here. But after all I have seen here...I just have no reason to believe this isn't real. There is something here. This place can be a home. A place where you don't have to worry about the dead. Where kids can grow up and actually be kids. Where you can have families and relationships. Where you can live and not just survive."
Carl listened to his words and took them all in, actually being calmed a little by them.
Before Carl knew it they were back at the house. Lucas turned to face Carl.
"I'll see you around, Carl. You can relax here but just do me one favor." Lucas told him. "Don't let this place make you weak."
With that Lucas turned to leave, leaving Carl there by himself. He stood there for a moment before making his way inside and upstairs to his room, laying down on his bed. His mind running wild with his thoughts but Lucas' last words resonating in his head.
"Don't let this place make you weak."

Sorry the first chapter is short. It was more of an introduction than anything else. It gets longer from here on out. I tried to follow the show as much as I could but I did make a few timeline changes and a few other minor changes. I welcome your comments and suggestions to help improve my story as much as I can.

Oh, for reference. Carl is 16 since they never explain his age in the show. In my story they spent a few years at the prison.