Dixon Love

4| Smile at the Boys

I woke up the next morning to see, Daryl lacing up his boots.
"Morning Newbie! Ready to hunt our asses off?"
"Of course I am." I smirked at him while I stretched my arms into the air.
" Just lemme get dressed." I mumbled. I quickly sat up and eyed the clothes that were sitting on the table. As I grabbed them, I tiny note fluttered to the ground. I reached and grabbed it at the base of my feet. It read, "Welcome to the prison Cameron! Your now apart of our family and we trust you....don't make us regret it... Sincerely Rick"
I smiled lightly, then realized Daryl was waiting for me. I got dressed and bounced down the stairs. I grabbed my fathers hunting knife and suck it to my hip. Then I grabbed my crappy pistol I got when I was 22 and hung it on the other hip. As I stepped out side, a smile stretched across Daryl's face then quickly faded as I walked up to him.
"Ready Cameron?" He asked.
" Don't call me that" I replied "Call me Cammy." I smiled
"OK... Ready Cammy?" He laughed.
" Let's go." I chuckled as Daryl started to walk towards the gates of the prison.