First Impressions

The reviews I got made me so happy! I worked on this chapter a lot and I really hope you like it. I would've had it up sooner but I had class and also suffer from chronic migraines which can really be a bummer when trying to write. Anyways on with the next chapter!

I do not own the Walking Dead.

Beth woke up early after her night in with Maggie despite not setting an alarm. She groaned, knowing that now that she was up her mind would not let her go back to sleep. Reluctantly getting out of bed, Beth stretched and headed towards the bathroom. After getting a shower and getting dressed in a simple forest green t-shirt and jean shorts Beth went to make a cup of coffee. There was a post-it note stuck to the coffee pot. In Harley's quick loopy handwriting, the note explained how she had been called in early to the shop and she would text Beth around lunch to see what the plans were about rides. Beth looked at the time and realized it was only around eight in the morning. Looking around Beth decided that it would be good to get some cleaning done.

After getting some laundry done and put the dishes from last night up, Beth settled down on the couch to catch up on some of her reading. She had recently started on an apocalyptic series but with her schedule it was hard sometimes to balance. There were four books in the series and Beth was only on the second book. Quickly loosing herself in the book, Beth was able to make great progress in her reading by the time Harley sent her a text. Harley was still at the shop, she had one more client that was coming in and Daryl had picked her up that morning. Reluctantly Beth replied that she would meet her over at the shop in fifteen minutes.

Beth sighed and got up from the couch. She placed her book back on the shelf, slipped her shoes on, and then grabbed her purse. With the door locked the young blonde made her way down to the parking lot and to her car. It was an older VW Bug that Beth had bought with money she saved up. Harley liked to tease Beth about her car but it was reliable and got Beth where she needed to go. Soon Beth pulled up to the tattoo shop where Harley worked, TNT Tattoos. It was actually a well-known and popular tattoo shop. The location was perfect and the outside of the shop was well decorated without being over the top.

"Welcome to TNT, we'll blow you're top off with our fucking awesome tatts!" Harley smirked as she rounded the corner. Beth laughed as she entered the shop. She had been nervous stepping into the shop but seeing her best friend helped.

"Hey Harley, how's things going?" Beth looked around the shop. The walls were lined with tattoos that people had gotten done at the shop plus some artwork that Harley had done.

"Pretty good. Martinez bailed today so that's why Dale called me in." Harley noticed how Beth was looking around the shop.

Beth let out a sigh she didn't realize she had been holding in. A couple months' back Beth had been hanging out at the shop on her day off and Harley had gone to pick up lunch for them, Beth wasn't paying any mind when suddenly Martinez had pushed her against one of the walls and started groping her. Martinez had just started at the shop and had been eyeing both Harley and Beth like pieces of meat. Harley had managed to intimidate the guy after she scared a client for harassing her so he had yet to try anything with her around but as soon as Harley left, Martinez took his chance. Beth tried to fight him off but he was much stronger, it was only by chance that Harley had come back to the shop and threw Martinez back on his ass.

"I still don't understand why Dale keeps him around." Beth picked at a string on her shirt. She knew it wasn't her place to say it but still couldn't help but voice her opinion. Harley shrugged.

"Well if it isn't the princess." Beth looked up and saw Daryl, remembering last night Beth's eyes narrowed.

"Well if it isn't the jackass." Beth wasn't one to curse but when it came to Daryl, she felt like it was needed. Harley let out a snort of laughter, there were only a few times she heard her best friend curse and most of them were when she was drunk off her ass. If Harley knew that Daryl and Beth meeting would cause her this much amusement she would have set it up years ago.

"Thought this place was too good for you." Daryl went over to the counter and looked through the appointment book. Beth rolled her eyes at his comment.

"Oh shut up bro!" Harley said as she flicked his ear. "You need to be nice to Beth. Especially since I'm tattooing someone and Beth is waiting for me here to get finished."

"Then what you standing around here for?" Daryl asked gruffly. "Get your ass back and finish tattooing."

Harley flipped Daryl off as she walked down the hall and into the room she used for tattooing. Soon the sound of her tattoo gun was all that could be heard. Beth looked around the shop, it had been a while since she last visited the shop. There was a counter, which was actually a glass display case that held some of the piercings the shop had to offer, that held their register and Amy usually sat behind. Off to the side was a small hall that led to five other rooms where the tattoo artists and the piercer did their work. Beth liked how simple it was decorated, in the main room there were couches and places to sit while you looked at the books to decide what you wanted.

"So princess, what do you do for a living?" Daryl asked. His next appointment wasn't for another hour so he thought he might as well amuse his sister's wishes and play nice. Beth looked at him, surprised that the man even initiated a conversation.

"I'm a midwife at the Atlanta Medical Center." Beth answered. Daryl let out a small laugh, it was something he hadn't expected the blonde to say. Beth narrowed her eyes, wondering if Harley would get mad at her for slapping Daryl.

"Sorry, I just didn't expect that." Daryl hated it but he had to admit that Beth looked pretty cute when mad. When Harley first introduced Daryl to Beth he thought she was a preppy little girl who was probably a waitress at a coffee shop or some shit like that. It impressed him some that this girl was a nurse and not only that but delivered babies. He wouldn't tell her that though.

Beth chose to stay silent. It was only a few more minutes when Harley came back out with her client in tow. The person paid Harley and then the brunette turned to her best friend, she smiled brightly at Beth.

"Well I'm done for the day so let's go! There are some places I want to go before we hit up where you want to." Harley shouted as she grabbed her things from her room. She walked back out and Beth followed her to the door. "See ya later big bro!"

Beth vaguely heard a reply as the door closed behind them. Harley walked towards Beth's car and waited for her to unlock it. Once they were in it Harley immediately change the station as soon as Beth's car turned on. Beth scowled jokingly at her roommate, even after five years they still fought over what music to listen to in the car. Beth switched it from the alternative rock station Harley had it on to the CD she kept in the player just for this occasion, it had all their favorite songs on and would alternate between ones they both enjoyed.

"So are you off today or have a late shift? I forgot to ask." Harley looked over as she adjusted her glasses. She wore them more when she worked and figured it would be better to leave them on.

"I have a late shift, I won't be home until three." Beth let out a sigh. "I'm going to be working late for the rest of this week."

Harley winced and let out a small laugh. Beth tended to get grumpy when she worked late shifts because she never seemed to get enough sleep.

"Well I'll be sure to steer clear of you then."

Beth laughed and shoved Harley in her seat. Harley snorted and pretended to be hurt, pouting and fake crying. Soon Harley told Beth to pull over at the vintage clothing store that she loved to shop at. Once Beth was parked the two climbed out and headed inside. The store was one of Harley's favorites, it was small and always made her feel like she travelled back to a different era in time. There were bins of clothing placed around the store that were labelled with what decade they were from and usually how much they cost; posters hung from the walls as well as advertisements from the 20s, 30s, 40s, etc. There were records up against the wall and instead of the radio playing the record player was belting out old tunes or sometimes even current hits depending on what the store owner was in the mood for. Harley wandered over to the jewelry counter first, there always seemed to be new items that seemed to pop up and she loved seeing what she could find.

"Hey Harley." The store manager, T-dog, greeted her. Everyone who worked there was familiar with the young girl and her best friend.

"T-dog, what's up?" Harley smiled at the friendly man, it had been a while since she saw him.

"Not much right now, got some new clothing in the 50s era. If you look close enough you'll find some jewelry you may like too." T-dog smiled, he knew how much Harley liked this place so he always tried to point out the good stuff to her.

Harley nodded and looked back at the counter. Beth wandered over to the records to see if there were any she could get the young tattoo artist for her birthday next month. She noted a few records that Harley would like when Beth heard the person in thought gasp. The blonde turned around to see Harley holding a necklace. It seemed to be a locket; the front had an engraving of detailed compass and also had some words on the back, the chain was long and if Harley put it on Beth guessed it would hang to her sternum.

"You should get it." Beth said as she smiled softly at her best friend. "You go hunting with Daryl and Merle after all, it's perfect."

Harley hesitated. It wasn't like she was tight on money or anything, actually it was the opposite, and she was well off but up until Harley was ten and Daryl was sixteen they had learned to be happy with what they had. Beth saw the look on Harley's face and took her wallet out of her bag.

"How much is it T-dog?" Beth asked. Harley didn't look at Beth with too much surprise, they've done this before and Beth knew that the next morning the money would be on top of her desk in her room when she got back from her shift.

"That necklace is twenty dollars Beth." T-dog smiled, Beth quirked an eyebrow at the man. He often gave them discounts for things since Harley was a regular costumer.

Beth paid the amount and they left the store, Harley fastened the necklace around her neck. She promised herself that she wouldn't take it off, she also needed to find pictures to put in the locket as well.

"Thanks." Harley said quietly as they got into Beth's car. Beth just smiled, she knew that despite how tough Harley acted at times there was a sweet girl underneath.

They drove to the store Beth needed to go, spending the time listening to music. Harley suggested that afterwards they eat some early dinner and Beth agreed. Beth was slightly anxious about getting Harley to this store and when they pulled into the parking lot, her nerves weren't in vein.

"Elizabeth Anne Greene I knew you had a fucking alternative motive for taking me shopping!" Harley cursed as she saw the dress shop they pulled into.

Beth sighed, so much for the sweet girl underneath the tough exterior.

"I'm not going to really apologize Harley but you know that we need to get dresses!" Beth got out of the car and Harley reluctantly followed, silently cursing Beth. "Maggie and Glen's engagement party is this week and then we have their rehearsal dinner followed by their actually wedding then the reception. I don't have to worry about the wedding or the reception since I'm the maid of honor but I do have to worry about getting a dress for the rehearsal dinner and the engagement party. You on the other hand have to worry about all three."

"Why the hell do I have to worry about that!?" Harley asked, she stopped in her tracks. It was no secret that Harley and Maggie never got along, whenever those two were in the same room it was always full of tension.

"Because Harley Belle, despite Maggie not liking you there are other people who do and who would really appreciate it if you went!" Beth looked at Harley as she huffed out a sigh. "My daddy and my momma think the world of you, they think of you as they're daughter and treat you like family. Glen thinks of you as a little sister too and would hate to not see you on an incredibly important day of his life."

"Has anyone ever told you that you're extremely good at guilt tripping people?" Harley asked eyeing her. There was amusement in her eyes and Beth knew that she would be okay. "Alright, let's get this over with. Besides you've got to get something to eat and then get some rest in before you head to work."

Harley slung her arm over Beth's shoulder and the two walked into the dress shop. Harley ended up finding a blue skater dress with three quarter length sleeves that she felt would be great for the engagement party. It felt to her knees and it looked great on her. She hated covering up her tattoos but wanted to be good for Hershel and Annette. She also found two other dresses for the rehearsal dinner and the wedding. Beth managed to find dresses she needed and thought that they were perfect. The two grabbed an early dinner at their favorite diner and Beth felt that overall it was a great time. She loved whenever she got to hang out with Harley, not only was Harley her roommate and best friend but Beth felt like the young tattoo artist was also another sister.

Alright, there you have it! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Also can I just say that I'm a little envious of all you guys who have such awesome banners for your stories? Cause I am. *lol* Sorry I just had to put that out there, I love looking at them whenever I get the chance. Anyways until next time. Reviews are always appreciated!