HI! Just wanted to say thanks to LeaDenise (an old friend) and DesDesxoxo, a new one. Also to NL March, thanks for the review, glad you're enjoying the story so far and hope you continue to! Sorry for the title change, I just thought it suited the story better.
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The next day Daryl ran into Merle as he was leaving the trailer. He was sitting on the sofa drinking a beer and smoking even though it was barely eight O Clock.
"Hey baby brother" he slurred, showing he'd obviously had more than one.
"You drinkin' already?" Daryl asked. He wouldn't have dared say it to him if he was sober.
"Jus' got in. Rough night las' night."
Daryl made to leave the trailer.
"Hey, where you goin' Darylina? You got some girlfriend I don' know 'bout?" Merle smirked. Daryl ignored him and kept walking. It was a mistake.
In one quick movement Merle had heaved himself to his feet and grabbed his brother by the front of the shirt.
"I'm talkin' to you, boy" Merle growled. Daryl tried not to look at him and after a few seconds Merle pushed him away. Daryl hesitated before he ran out the door.
He slowed down as soon as he'd left the trailer. He wasn't really bothered about getting to school on time but he found himself moving in that direction anyway.
He got to the gates just as the bell for class went. He thought about another day of the place and found himself walking straight past the entrance.
He cut through a couple of yards until he was walking through the woods near his home. He knew them like the back of his hand. After around fifteen minutes he came to a stream and sat down, leaning against a tree. He put his head in his hands.
"Something on your mind, Boo?"
He whirled around so fast he hit his head on a low-hanging branch.
He heard laughter through his cursing and looked up. As the stars faded, he saw Paige sitting in a tree branch, reading with her legs crossed.
"What are you doin' here?" he asked incredulously. Hardly anyone came this far into the woods, apart from him and Merle and a couple of hunters.
She snorted. "Well, I'd have thought that would be kinda' self-explanatory" she said, raising her book. He looked at the cover.
"What's that?" he asked, squinting up at her.
"Well, honey, this is what people call a book." She laughed at the glare he shot her. "Sorry. No, it's one of my favorites. It's about zombies."
It was his turn to snort. She laughed again.
"You just gonna stand there all day?" She swung her legs down and patted the branch beside her. He looked at her for a second before shrugging and pulling himself up into the tree.
He looked at her properly and rolled his eyes. She wore a pair of short denim dungarees with the same purple striped tights and Doc Martins underneath. A straw hat sat precariously on her head with her red hair sticking out from underneath it.
"So, skipping school, huh? Per-etty badass" she said.
He smirked and she grinned back.
"What about you though? I'd have thought you'd be one of those, always perfect goody-two-shoes" he said, eying her clothes again. She laughed.
"Seriously though. Does everybody in Ireland dress like that or just you?" he asked.
"God no. I'm just odd. Or so people tell me" she smiled, swinging her legs.
"Yeah, you're definitely odd. But I still didn't have you pegged as a ditching class kinda girl" he said. She looked away and he worried he'd upset her but when she turned back she smiled again.
"Guess I'm just a bad-ass too, huh?"
"Yeah right" he snorted. He spotted the book again and snatched it from her, flicking through it. "So, Zombies huh? You into all that shit?" he asked.
"Hey" she said mock-angrily. He knew she wasn't serious because of the huge grin on her face. "It's not shit. When the apocalypse comes, I'm gonna be ready for the bitches."
He laughed again. He had never talked this much in his life but he didn't feel self-conscious or stupid. They talked all afternoon and he was surprised at how easy it was. What was more surprising was that she wanted to talk to him. He kept expecting her to get bored or tell him to leave her alone but she didn't. She talked and laughed with him until late afternoon when she glanced down at her watch and groaned.
"Shit" she said, jumping down from the tree.
"What is it?" he asked following suit.
"I gotta get back before my mum notices I ditched school. She'll go mental if she finds out."
Despite her worried face, Daryl couldn't help but laugh.
"What's funny?" she asked as they walked through the trees together.
"Your accent. "She'll go mental if she finds out" he mimicked.
"Yeah and what about you? So, Zombies, huh? You into all that shit."
They both laughed.
"That is the best impression you will ever hear of yourself" she promised through fits of laughter.
Too soon, they found themselves on the main road.
"Sooo… you gonna be here tomorrow?" he asked awkwardly.
She pretended to look offended.
"Mr Dixon, are you trying to convince me to skip school. Shame on you. You're a bad influence." She smirked, dropping the act. "Seriously though, if I don't get murdered when I get home, I'm wussy enough to go back to school tomorrow. I can come after though. I'll have to find some sort of excuse for my mum but…" She fluttered her eyelashes. "It'll be worth it."
"Right, well I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Kay. Well, bye Boo."
"Hey, don't call me th-" But when he turned to glare at her he realized she was gone, running down the street. After a few seconds she was just a purple and red speck in the distance.
So, hope you enjoyed. I really want Paige to be AS UNUSUAL AS POSSIBLE so ideas? Leave them in a review or PM me. Nothing is too mental! So… okay. Goodbye and if the zombie apocalypse comes, good luck!
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