-Daryl

I look over the girl. She has short red hair, a simple tan blouse and some jeans. What sticks out the most though is the cross bow strapped to her back. Examining her, I also notice she's extremely short.

"How old are you?" Rick ask as he as well examines her height.

"Twenty-Seven" she says in her soft voice.

"Where's your group?" I ask as I slightly step forward to her.

"She's been alone for a while" Glenn buts in.

"How many walkers have you killed?" Rick ask and she shoots him a confused look.

"The things out there that eat people" he explains.

"I've always called them nerds.. I don't know, I've lost count" she responds softly.

"How many people have you killed?"

"Alive?"

"Yes"

"One"

"Why?"

"I didn't want her to suffer.." She says quietly and we stay silent for a moment.

"Well, you seem friendly, you can stay with us" Rick smiles and I smirk. Rick walks back over to Carl and Lori as me and Glenn stand there awkwardly before leaving.

-Anna

They all leave me, standing awkwardly not knowing what to do as I reposition my cross bow on my shoulders. I eventually decide to walk over to a lady with short, grey hair. She's taking clothes off of the drying line and folding them. We she notices me she smiles.

"Who are you?" She ask.

"Anna, you?"

"Carol" she smiles softly as she sits the folded clothes in a basket.

"Is it decent here?"

"Couple fights here and there, otherwise besides that were all friendly" Carol smiles as she grabs another shirt off of the line, clipping the pins onto her jeans pocket and folding the shirt.

"I haven't been near people in months..." I say in awe as I move my head to look around the small camp.

"Don't get to close to them.." she says and I shoot her a confused look.

"Everyone you care for dies..." Carol says silently like it's happened to her and is scared from it.

"W-What do you mean?"

"My husband died from those things and I sadly think my daughter as well no matter how much I don't want to believe it.." Carol says quietly.

"I'm sorry.."

"No no, it's fine. I'm sure it has happened to you as well, it's happened to all of us." Carol says, assuringly.

"My whole group died in the very beginning.." I say almost silently.

"It's all things we learn to deal with.. Sadly.." Carol sighs as she picks up the clothing bin with a faint smile before she walks to the others.

I stand there, awkwardly before Glenn walks up to me.

"Why don't you go meet the others? I see you have already met Carol" Glenn says in his normal, sweet, innocent tone. I nod and he waves me on to follow him as he walks to the others.

"Everyone, this is Anna" Glenn calls out and everyone besides the people

I have already met looks at me, besides Carol as she sends me a soft smile.

I girl with blonde hair jumps off the top of there trailer and walks over to me as she puts her pistol in her back pocket.

"Hey, my names Andrea" she smiles.

"Hey.." I say, shyly.

Why do I have to be so shy?..

A few people walk off of the porch of the house and walk towards me.

So.. much.. people!..

"Who's this?" the older man ask Glenn.

"This is Anna" he says and I slightly wave.

"Is she staying with you guys?"

"Yes.. Yes she is" Glenn says quietly.

"Who are you guys?" I ask and they all face me.

"I'm Hershel and these are my daughters Maggie, Beth. Then a friend of ours, Patricia" the old man says in his somewhat raspy voice before he walks away, Glenn following Maggie as she walks over to the barn.

This.. Could be interesting..