Okay, so I know it took me a while to put up this chapter. But I really wanted to show Lena, Maggie, and Beth's friendship in a specific way that I was having troubles portraying.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Later that day Lena was trying to convince her best friend, Maggie, that Daryl was good at their favorite local bar.

"I don't know. I mean, he's in prison for crying out loud!"

"Hey! Keep your voice down! And you don't think I understand that?"

Maggie just sighed and rolled her eyes. She then just leaned back in her chair and sighed in defeat realizing she wasn't going to change Lena's mind.

"Uh oh. What are you guys fighting about now?" Beth asked.

Beth was Maggie's younger sister and the peace maker in their small group of friends.

"I'm just telling Maggie that just because a guy's in prison, it doesn't mean he isn't a good guy."

Maggie just scoffed at Lena's ridiculousness. Lena, like the adult she is, stuck her tongue out at Maggie in return.

Beth's gaze bounced from Maggie to Lena a couple times before she shook her head while setting down their tray of tequila. The girls don't normally drink tequila, but it was Tequila Tuesday at their bar, so why not? It was half off!

"I swear, sometimes I think I'm older than you two. Not the other way around!"

Beth passed out all of the drinks so each girl had four glasses then shouted, "Lets get fucked up!" before throwing back a drink. "Oh! And lets get along. Alright, children?"

"Well, someone's a little buzzed, huh?" Maggie asked Lena playfully then threw back her own drink with Lena.

"She only drops the f-bomb when she's drinking!" Lena shouted back to Maggie feeling a little buzzed herself.

After we finish the drinks, we start listening to the people going up on the small stage doing karaoke.

Maggie and I laughed our heads off at the guy on stage singing a Britney Spears song.

"You guys are so mean," Beth says, voice muffled since she has laid her head in her arms on the table.

"No we're not!" I shouted back playfully, still giggling a bit.

"Yeah! We're not laughing at him, we're laughing with him!" Maggie joined in, her focus never leaving the stage.

After Maggie got her fill of off-key Britney songs, the three girls grabbed a cab ride to Lena's place.

The girls got inside and collapsed on the couch.

"So when you were talking about the guy in your prison, were you talking about anyone in particular?" Beth asked in her child-like voice, knowing that if she used that tone, I'd be more incline to spill.

"Not really," I answered in, what I realized too late, was an unconvincing tone.

"Oh. So you were talking about someone!" Maggie exclaimed excitedly.

"No! I wasn't talking about anyone!" I tried to protest. My thoughts immediately went to Daryl and I could practically feel my cheeks light on fire. "Just drop it!"

"Oooo! You've got a crush!" Beth screamed, bouncing up and down on her knees. "What's his name?"

"What?!" Maggie shouted just as loudly as her younger sister. "You have a crush? On a prisoner?!"

"What? No! Would you guys stop teasing me? There is no guy and I don't have a crush on anyone!" I didn't make eye contact with them since I knew Maggie's eyes would practically peer into my soul while Beth would give me her childish puppy dog eyes. "This isn't middle school." I muttered.

"Lena's in love!" Beth called out in a sing-song voice while bouncing again. "Lena's in love!"

"Stop it! I am not!" I smacked Beth in her stomach with the back of my hand.

"Alright, Bethy. That's enough," Maggie said to Beth to try and calm her down for Lena's sake. Maggie knew that Lena would never tell them about the prisoner if Beth continued teasing her.

"Fine," Beth replaced her teasing and bouncing with a pout. "But can't we at least get a name?"

"No," Lena wasn't letting up any information on Daryl. It's not a crush, she reassured herself, it's just a slight fascination.

"Yeah! Come one, Lena," Maggie grabbed one of Lena's hands pulling into her own lap. "We deserve that much at the very least."

Lena gasped.

"You two deserve nothing!"

"I'll let Beth sing her song for you again." Maggie threatened, but Lena sat silent.

Beth started bounching up and down again before she drew in a deep breath.

"Lena's in love! Lena's in love! Lena's in love! Lena's in love! Lena's in love! Lena's in-"

"Alright! Enough, Beth! I'll tell you."

Beth gave a girly, high pitched squeal and clapped whilst Maggie gave Lena a huge grin.

"Daryl," Lena spoke quietly, her eyes never leaving her lap.

"Daryl?" Maggie asked, a bit put off by the name.

"Daryl what?" Beth questioned, still eager for information.

"Daryl Dixon," Lena answered a bit louder.

"Daryl Dixon," Beth repeated to herself just to try the name out.

"Sounds like a redneck, if you ask me," Maggie lounged back on the couch, not impressed with the man's name.

"Well, nobody did ask you," Lena started, giving Maggie a look as if to tell her to knock it off. "But I think he is a bit of a redneck."

Maggie just shrugged her shoulders and hummed in reply before grabbing a blanket from the basket Lena kept a stack in, signaling it was bedtime.

Lena and Beth stood up from the couch and walked towards Lena's bedroom to share her bed. Maggie took the couch this night since she slept in Lena's bed the last time they crashed at her place.

The girls took turns wiping off their make up in the bathroom before they just took off their pants and bras. They then collapsed in the bed exhausted.

"You know," Beth whispered into the darkness after a few moments of silence. "Daryl Dixon doesn't sound too bad."

I just hummed in reply, agreeing with the blonde.

"And he must be quite the looker for you to be interested in him," Beth finished, causing Lena to blush.

When Lena didn't answer, Beth chuckled. She knew she was right.

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