It was a typical summer day in New Jersey. It was hot as hell and getting hotter as the as the day went on. Rayne was sitting around her apartment surfing the internet on her laptop. She was a part time tattoo artist/shop manager by day and an exotic dancer by night. She was just about to light a cigarette when her cell phone went off. It was her friend Kim from college. Ever since Kim moved out of Jersey they didn't really talk anymore.
“Yo bitch” she answered.
“Hey girl, what you been doing?”, asked Kim.
“You know same shit different day. What do I owe the pleasure of this call?” Rayne was happy to hear from her friend again.
“I'm having an art show down here in Atlanta and I wanted you to come and bring some of your work. Plus I have a huge after party planned and I know how your always down for a party.”
“Hell yeah girl, I'm down to party. When is it?” There was excitement in Rayne's voice.
“It's in a week. Do you think you can come down here tomorrow?”
“Ya, let me call my asshole of a boss and I'll get back to ya but, I don't see why the fuck not.”
She hung up with Kim and got on the phone with Tony. She informed him that she was gonna take 2 weeks off to go see a friend. He threatened to fire her for taking so much time off but they both knew that she was the best dancer he had, so he gave into her request. She called the shop and talked to Mikey, the owner. She told him that she was going to take some time off. He wasn’t happy about it either but he also gave her the go ahead to take time off. She called back Kim and told her the good news. She was walking around her bedroom while talking to Kim and noticed the bow case in her closet, “Hey, we should do a little target practice while I'm out there.”
“Hey you know me girl I'm always ready for target practice. Bring the big bow with you and I’ll see if I can sneak out for awhile.” Kim told her.
Kim's daughter was in the background trying to get her mother's attention. Kim had gotten married to a really nice guy after college and had a child with him. Rayne had always wanted to get married and have kids but with her job and lack of a decent man that didn't look like it was going to happen anytime soon. She was 28 and still didn't settle down with anyone yet. She liked her freedom too much to give it up that easy. She hung up with Kim and started to pack for her trip.
After getting all her clothes together she took her bags and bow down to the car. She owned a 1986 Monte Carlo SS. It was her dream car and most of all she loved to be under the hood. She had a family friend growing up whose dad owned a junk yard. He taught her everything she needed to know about cars. She loved getting her hands dirty. She wasn't your typical girl. She was more like one of the guys kinda girl. She could go out drink and party with any man she came across. She threw the bow in the trunk and for some reason she thought about putting extra supplies in there as well. She knew how much her car didn't like the heat so she got a case of water and some food in case she got stuck out on the road. With extra supplies and her stuff all packed up in the car she headed back upstairs. She drank a few beers and surfed the web for a few hours before she finally went to bed with a good buzz.
When she woke up the next morning she headed straight for the bathroom to get some medicine for her nice sized headache she had. After getting in the shower and getting dressed she was ready for her long drive. She decided that she would stop in Charlotte since it wasn't too far from Atlanta. She walked out of her apartment dressed in skin tight jeans, a tight Lynyrd Skynyrd tank top that she made out of an old shirt and combat boots. She had long jet black hair what she dyed fire red streaks in. She had piercings all over the place. They were all over her ears, lips, tongue and a few other places. She was covered in tattoos as well. She was by no means an unattractive girl either. She was curvy but not too overweight. She had large breasts, flat tummy and an ass that matched her chest. A beautiful hour glass figure.
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An Arrow Dipped in Ink
FanfictionThis is the story of Rayne, a beautiful gothic artist. She ended up on the Dixon Boys front lawn when the world went to hell is a hand basket. Will she be able to break down that hard exterior that is Daryl Dixon and find out who he really is?