The next morning.*Beep, beep* "Hey! Wanna hang?"
"Yeah!"
She walks over to Daryl's house. She's is nervous and also shaking. She rehearsing to herself what she is going to say. She telling herself," You can't be dumb. You can't be weird." Before she realizes it she's at his house..knocking.
"Come on in!"
She does as she is told, and she sits down on the nearest couch. Daryl is in the kitchen making food.
"Hope you like chicken!"
" I love chicken!"
Daryl puts the chicken in the oven and startst to walk over.
"Well, we is going to be good friends."
Beth giggles a little as she tilts her head down a little.
"Thank you, so how do you like it here?"
"It's alright. I miss my old town, and my band."
"You were in a band!"
"Yeah. Played the guaitar."
"Can i hear something?"
"Sure."
Daryl walks over to his guitar . Beth gets up, and she follows him into his bedroom. He starts playing his guitar.
"Hey! I've heard this song before!"
"Really? It's an original song, I wrote it myself."
"Yeah. It's on youtube. I loved it...well love it."
"Oh. Well thanks."
Beth starts to giggle. "Haha, no problem! Your really good!"
"Thanks! Can you play anything?"
"Yeah, I can sing. Does that count?"
"It definitely does! Has anyone ever told you, you are extremely gorgeous?"
"Rarely but thanks." She's blushing, but has a small smile on her face.
"Anytime."
