𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗬 𝗙𝗜𝗩𝗘, 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆

❝𝗜 𝗔𝗜𝗡'𝗧 going to that party." Ivy complained. She was half asleep due to the fact that Maggie and Glenn had woken her up from her nap. "I'm sleeping."

"It's six o'clock. Get up." Glenn demanded. Glenn and Maggie stood around the bed, looking down at the girl. "Everyone is going. The party is for us."

"I know damn well Daryl isn't going." Ivy groaned as she curled into the fetal position.

"Ok, well Daryl is Daryl." Maggie shrugged. "Besides, I have the perfect outfit for you. Deanna gave me a bunch of socks that I think you would want."

"You're trying to pull me out of bed with socks? Socks, Maggie. Really—" Ivy was stopped when she felt many rolled up socks hit her face. "What the hell!"

"Sorry, I couldn't help it." Glenn laughed. "But, surprise! They're knee high socks!"

Ivy shot up and began looking at the socks. Her jaw dropped as she looked at the varieties.

"See, I told you she'd get up for socks." Maggie whispered to her husband. Glenn laughed as he wrapped an arm around Maggie's shoulder.

"C'mon." Maggie patted the bed before standing up. "Let's go do your hair."

❝𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗞 beautiful." Maggie smiled as she looked at Ivy through the mirror. Ivy inspected herself in the mirror self consciously.

When Maggie took Ivy's hair out of the braid, it was wavy and Ivy decided to keep it like that. Maggie put it into a half up half down, but instead of a ponytail it was a messy bun in the middle of the back of her head.

Maggie convinced Ivy to wear a flowy floral print dress with a red wine colored cardigan over it. Her legs were covered with red wine colored knee high socks, and she wore Maggie's black lace up boots.

"Do you think I look too skinny?" Ivy asked lowly. Ivy looked at her legs, and her mind, they were ten times skinner then how they really were.

"You look perfect. Don't tell yourself any different." Maggie hugged the girl.

"I love you Maggie." Ivy smiled. Maggie stepped out of the hug and grabbed Ivy's hand.

"I love you too, but it's time to go." Maggie laughed. The two girls walked downstairs and saw Glenn and Noah.

"Ivy, you look so pretty. Aw, I feel like a proud dad." Glenn joked. "Alright, we're all ready. Lets bounce."

Ivy, Glenn, Noah, and Maggie all left the house. The rest of the group— not including Daryl, we're already at the party.

The group walked up to the door, Maggie and Glenn walked in first.

Noah and Ivy were a bit nervous. The two were just kids when this all started. Noah was only a couple years older than Ivy, so he understood her quite well.

Ivy hesitated before walking in as well. Maggie and Glenn were already smiling to people, and so was Noah.

Ivy first noticed Carl, who was talking to Mikey and Ron. Carl was in his usual flannel and jeans, but his beauty still surprised Ivy.

Rosita, who was standing with Abraham saw Ivy and immediately walked over.

"Why did I not look like that when I was your age?" A voice asked from behind Ivy. Ivy turned and saw Rosita. She had a pretty ponytail and a nice black dress on. Ivy hugged the woman and the two began to talk.

From where Mikey, Ron, and Carl were standing, the girls were in perfect eyeshot of the boys. Carl was so caught up in his conversation with the boys, he didn't even notice Ivy at first.

Instead, Ron did.

Ron looked up when he heard the voice. He looked up and saw Ivy standing there talking to Rosita.

Ron excused himself from the boys and walked towards Ivy. Carl finally looked up and saw Ron making his way to Ivy.

All Carl could see was Ivy break from her conversation with Rosita, and turn to look at Ron. Rosita had began to walk away at this point.

"Oh, hey Ron." Ivy beamed when she saw the familiar face. Ron smiled as he put his hands in his pockets.

"Hey, V."

Ivy hid her confusion as best as she could. They just met and he already gave her a nickname— interesting.

"You look nice." Ron complimented her, slightly looking Ivy up and down. Ivy smiled awkwardly and thanked him. Ivy turned around and looked to Carl, who had a very readable expression on his face. Jealousy.

"I'm gonna go say hi to everyone. I'll catch you later." Ivy walked away from Ron. Ivy widened her eyes as she walked towards Maggie and Glenn.

"What's wrong?" Glenn asked.

"These people here are real friendly."

𝗔𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘 sun started to set, more people gathered into the party. Ivy introduced herself to everyone, trying to put on a neighborly front. Everyone adored her. She was a fresh face to compliment and talk to.

"You are gorgeous! I bet the boys love you." A woman laughed. Ivy was cornered by a bunch of women around Ricks age. "I saw you and Ron talking earlier."

"Oo, you two would be cute!" Another one beamed. All the women agreed.

"No." Ivy laughed. "I'm actually dating Carl over there. Ricks kid." Ivy clapped her hands together. Carl had barely talked to her all night, let alone look at her.

"Oh, he has nice eyes. Just like his father." A woman winked at Ivy. Ivy nodded her hand and laughed awkwardly. I want to puke. Ivy thought.

"I forgot that I actually need to go tell Carl something! It was nice talking to all of you." Ivy waved as she walked away. Ivy scurried up to Carl, Ron, and Mikey.

"Oh my god! Why is it normal for grow ass women to comment on my body?" Ivy groaned.

"They usually do that with pretty girls." Ron explained. Carl shot daggers at Ron. He wasn't going to get mad at Ron, he couldn't blame him for looking at Ivy. But, Ivy was his.

Ivy was Carls girl, no doubt about it. No one was going to change that. He would probably just talk to Ron about it, then drop it. Carl liked Ron, he just didn't approve of who Ron took a liking too.

Mikey took notice of the awkward silence and couldn't handle it. "Um, we're probably gonna get out of here. You're welcome to come, Ivy."

Ivy nodded and smiled.

"Thanks. I'll go tell Maggie and Glenn where i'm going."