The Mistake [Norman Reedus] Book One {{COMPLETED}}

Chapter 4

Authors note PLEASE READ-  I am just going to call everyone by their characters name, except for Norman so you guys don't have to worry about having to know what their names are.  :P So yeah thanx!

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"I'm so glad you're OK!"  Norman said with a smile on his face.  I sighed, sitting up, and pulling the wet rag off my face.  

"Um, sorry about that!"  The man that asked me who I was apologized for the mix up.  

I laughed and nodded, then remembering why I passed out in the first place.  "So, did I really just see everyone that I thought I saw?" I asked, pointing to the door.  We were in a small trailer that supposedly was Norman's.  

"Lucky for you, yes!"  Norman replied.  He got up, and was about to walk out when I saw that he had changed in to some nasty clothes.  

"Um, are you Norman?  Or Daryl?"  I asked him.  He laughed, "Daryl of course."  He walked out and gestured for me to follow.  

I chuckled and got up to run after him.  I caught up to him, and he gently pushed me along on my back, standing beside me.  

"RICK!  YO!"  He yelled to Rick.  Rick quickly looked up from a piece of paper, and jogged over to us. "What's going on?"  He asked.  

"Meet Grace!"  Daryl (Norman)  pointed to me.  

"Pleasure to meet you!  And pardon my accent, I'm in character." He held out his hand.  I shook it, and laughed a little.  "What?"  He asked, pulling his hand back.  I did the same, and shoved it into my pocket.  "Oh, it's just, accent?"  I asked.  "You're speaking regular!"  

Rick nodded, "Ah, but I'm not!"  He said in a deep British accent.  "This is my Andrew voice!"  He said, still speaking with his accent.  "This is my Rick voice!"  He said in an American accent.  I smiled.  "This is my Andrew voice!"  I said, doing my best impression of him.  Daryl and Rick both laughed.  

"I got to get back to work!  See you on set Daryl!  And nice to meet you Grace!"  He winked at me, and turned back around to walk back to where he was standing.  

"Come on sweetie, lets go meet everyone else."  I followed Daryl to a group of people, talking to each other and asking questions pointing to papers.  

He first tapped a lady with short, silver hair, on the shoulder.  She spun around with a big, joyful smile on her face.  

"Carol!  Meet Grace!"  Daryl looked at me.  I widened my eyes with a huge smile, as she shook my hand.  "So nice to meet you!"  She said.  

Daryl continued this routine until I felt comfortable with everyone around me, and all the characters knew me.  

"AIH! NORMAN!" A man dressed in blue called to Norman.  "No! I'm Daryl!" He called back.  

I smiled as Norman turned to me.  

"I need you to go to my trailer and look for Joe.  He'll help you with your makeup, and I'll meet you on set.  Okay?" He asked.  I nodded, a little dazed on what to do.  

Norman fled to the man, and picked up his crossbow from a table full of duplicate weapons.  A tall women walked up to behind him and slung a shawl or something over his shoulders.  I watched as they talked.  When they were finished, Merle walked from a trailer labeled "Michael Rooker" And he was covered in fake blood and white makeup.  

Straightaway I knew what was happening, "NO!" I yelled with instinct.  Merle has turned.  

A lot of the workers glared at me, surprised on how loud I was.