Promise Pt. 2

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I walked back into to camp to see Glenn walking away from Lori with a book in his hands. “Doing a bit of light reading?” I questioned, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Just trying to find something to do,” He laughed and threw it onto a chair.

“So when do I get to meet Hershel and his family? Especially this Maggie character?”

He blushed and looked down. “I don’t know what’s going on with Maggie.”

“What do you mean?” I asked as we both sat down.

“First she was mean to me. Then she wanted to have sex. And now she’s being mean to me.”

“You had sex!”

“Shhh!” He placed his hand over my mouth, turning to make sure no one overheard us.

I giggled at him. “Aww, you’re blushing!” I giggled again as he blushed a deeper red. “That’s too cute! Ok, but back to what you said. Now she’s being mean to you again?”

“Yeah. I don’t know what’s up!” He seemed completely lost so I decided to open his eyes to the world of girls.

“Ok, she’s probably feeling a whole bunch of emotions right now. Women tend to feel a lot of emotions all at once, and sometimes they’re not even normal emotions. It’s like they all combine into one big mesh of feels.” I smashed my hands together trying to better explain what I was saying.

“Wouldn’t someone explode from all that?” He asked.

“Not in the whole body pieces flying everywhere explode, but we can just starting yelling at you when it all gets to be too much. You should really try talking to her, though.”

“I think I would die if I were a girl,” He laughed and sat back in his chair. “So what’s up with you and Daryl?”

“What do you mean?” I asked, curling my legs underneath me.

“Where ever he goes you go, or vice versa.”

“Well Rick did say he had to babysit me,” I answered.

“Rick knows by now that you’re no threat. And I see the way you look at him.”

“The way I look at him!?” I threw my head back and laughed. “What are you on about, Glenn?”

He laughed, too, before saying, “I think you like him.” He wiggled his eyebrows at me.

“Glenn, seriously! He’s like what early to mid thirties? That’s at least a ten year age difference!” I smacked his arm playfully.

“Age is but a number and you didn’t deny it, either!” He smiled over at me.

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