My Dads name is Rick.

Check the Barn

Arielle's P.O.V

Gun training went quite well yesterday. Beth and Patricia are quite good for 'rookies'. Plus I got to know Patricia more. Even though I know her- I mean their secret about the barn, I like her! She's absolutely lovely!

Today's different though. I've been having severe migraines and weird flashbacks or visions of Sophia. The funny thing is, the flashbacks are of her when she was running away and, got lost. I'm delusional.

On the other hand, I honestly have to tell Glenn about the barn. We tell eachother everything. So I should probably also tell him I kissed Daryl... No! That can wait. I'll tell him about the barn now.

"Hey Glenny, I needa tell you something."
"Hey Ari, I needa tell you something."

Glenn and I stare at eachother after saying that at the same time.

"Uh you first," "No you," "Okay I'll go," Glenn and I said in unison.

"Wait, same time?" I suggest. He nods. "Three, Two, One..."

"There's walkers in the barn!" We say in unison. "What?"

"How?" He questions in shock.

"I followed Patricia yesterday and wathed her feed them some live chickens!" I whisper yelled.

"They're feeding the walkers?!" He asked.

"Mmhmm. How did you know there were rotters in there?"

"Uh... Well ah the other night I um... Maggie and I wer-"

"Glenny don't even have to tell me my boy," I giggled at my awkward blushing best friend.

"Ari we didn't though! I just-"

"Glenny it's okay man, calm your barn... Get it cause we're like talking about a barn, you know so like, calm it," I joke.

"Ha ha ha. How funny," he sarcastically says. "You're something else Ari," Glenn says with a massive grin, shaking his head.

"I know, I've been told," I cheerily smile.

"By who... Daryl," Glenn smirks.

"Excuse me," I gasp.

"Oh Arielle Eleanor Chanel Ava Belle Grimes, don't play dumb with me girly, I heard your guys conversation yesterday," Glenn smirks again.

"You eavesdropping perv!" I exclaim, slapping him on the arm.

"Ow! Excuse you, but you're not the quietest talker around," Glenn holds his hands up in defense.

"Still! That does not give you the right to be a creep," I scold, trying to hold back my laugh as I playfully hit him. "I'm disappointed in you Glennifer Alan Thomas Rhee-Grimes. I can't believe you'd do this to me," I fake cry.

"You know you shoulda been an actor," Glenn says.

"And you should've delivered Pizzas on time!" I retort, poking my tounge at him.

"Hey! That's cold man-"

"Just like the Pizzas you delivered when they eventually got to your customers," I add, with a smirk. I then make a beeline for T-Dog.

"Oh no you did NOT just insult me and the pizza's again you little shit!" Glenn shouts and runs after me.

I jump over the log and head straight to T. I flop on the chair next to him.

"Hey! Mornin' white girl, glad to see you're alive and crazy again," he happily says.

"Morning ! Thank you, it's good to see you again T," I reply as I hug him.