BETH'S POV

A/N: This is my first fic EVER! This fic is dedicated to my EBB Sisters who talking me into this in the first place :)

CHARACTERS BELONG TO THE WALKING DEAD. I AM ONLY BORROWING THEM FOR MY OWN IMAGINATION ;)

College was finally out for the summer. FINALLY! Finally I could have my own room. Being in the dorms wasn't so bad, well atleast not the first couple of weeks. My roommate Sasha was pretty cool but it was wour other dormmate Andrea that really bothered me. The girl was like a revolving door. I tried to keep to my own room just to avoid her and her many suitors, if you can call them that. There was nothing very gentlemenly about these jerks she was bringing back to her dorm room. Shane was alright at first but after a week went by she came home from one of their "dates" with a black eye and busted lip. She tried to blame it on a bar fight with another chick but I knew better, he had probably found out about Philip and Zach. Philip, one of our professors, never came around, he thought he had been discreet enough with the flowers he had sent her signed by a Brian. The only thing that had given it all away was the quote he had planted on that note, one that he had stated was his favorite during our first class. Well, that and her 'having to talk to the professor about the assignment' after every class. Yes, I may have been the naive, sheltered, farmers daughter but I had learned enough from Maggie's experiences over the years to know how to pick up on a lie.

The last suitor of Andrea's lineup, Zach, was another story on its own. He was our RA and a total creep. He would sneak into our dorm at night to surprise Andrea. I didnt have a problem until one night when I woke up to someone crawling into my bed and clamping a hand over my mouth. When I had screamed loud enough behind his hand, Sasha woke up and he quickly ran from the room apologizing that he had 'had a few drinks and went to the wrong room'. And I may have just believed him if it hadnt been for the stares and not so accidental run ins with him. Yeah, he gave me the creeps. Thankfully I only had one more year of college and could finally be done with living in the dorms. Apartments around the college were just too expensive and I couldnt really afford a fulltime job along with being a fulltime student. I had to learn that the hard way my freshman year of college, I quickly learned my good grades were worth more than my dream of having my own apartment.

But now I dont have to worry about that. I was finally heading home to the farm. The crunch of the gravel driveway under the tires of my Jeep wiped away every stress or worry, I was home! By the time I parked in front of the house Daddy and Maggie were already on the porch smiling.

"There's my Bethy!" Daddy said. I exited the Jeep leaving the door wide open and ran into Daddy's open arms. It felt so goo to be back home.

"I will let you and Maggs catch up and I will get your stuff up to your room." Daddy said as he walked towards the car to get my bags. "I have all summer long to catch up with her though. Its not like we arent living in the same place." I laughed shaking my head, looking over at Maggie.

"Well thats actually not true anymore Beth." Maggie finally spoke up.

"Wait, what?!" I asked, completely puzzled.

"Well, you remember the guy I started dating around Christmas?" Maggie asked. I nodded, I hadnt actually met the guy that had Maggie with stars in her eyes. "Well, he asked me to move in last night. I said yes of course! Im not going too far though. He has an apartment in town." she said as she looked me over with a hesitant gaze.

"Good for you Maggs!" I said, even though it did kinda bum me out that she was moving out, atleast she wouldnt be far.

We had family dinner and while Maggie and I cleaned up she told me all about this wonderful guy Glenn. After cleaning up I was worn out from my long drive home so I had retreated to my childhood bedroom. I was 21 years old but this room made me look 12, it was quite comical. My first goal for the summer would be getting a job to redecorate this room. I knew I only had one more year of college and then I would finally graduate, get a job and have that apartment I dreamed of, but that apartment would look like a 12 year old lived there if I didnt get new stuff.

The next morning I woke up to the sound of Maggie shuffling around in the room next to me. I helped her pack for a few hours and then hopped in the shower and made myself presentable. I curled my hair, added eyeliner to my eyes with a bit of mascara and topped it off with some lip gloss. I looked in the mirror to give myself one last look. The Georgia heat was way too hot to be wearing dress slacks and a dress shirt sowhiter capris and a cute flowing top would have to do.

As I was leaving Maggie stopped me, "Hey, you are lookin' for a job for thr summer right?" Maggie asked. I just nodded in agreement and she continued, "Well, Glenn's friend has a friend that owns this little bar in town, The Hiding Spot. They are looking for a bartender/waitress. They have open mic nights that you could probably participate in too. It sounds like fun for a summer job. You know, for a single college girl home for the summer." She bumps into my shoulder and gives me a wicked grin. I know what she is getting at, she wants me loosen up since I always have my head on straight with no risks taken. And actually, for once I might have to agree with her. It may be nice to actually relax and have fun, why not have a job where I can do that too.

I smile at her, "I'll have to check it out."

I pull up outside the bar about 20 minutes later. The place looks rough from the outside. The door was weathered wood with no window. There was only one window on the whole building and it was small and over the front door. The window was just large enough for the small blinking 'Open' sign that hung in it. I open the door and realize the inside was very different from its rough exterior. The inside was well kept with a long dark cherry bar lined with plush red leather bar stools. There was a few booths with the same look as the bar and more tables of the same cherry wood and plush bar stools. The stage was small but had a decent sized dance floor in front of it. The bar was empty for the most part, which would be understandable since it was 3 in the afternoon. I was so caught up in looking the bar over that I almost missed the voice of a woman asking me if I was lost.

"I'm sorry, no I'm not lost. I was told you are looking for some help?" I stated when I found the woman the voice had come from. She was a beautiful black woman would dreads and a brilliant smile.

"Well you would have been informed correctly. Have any bartending experience?" she asked.

"I have waitressing experience but I am a fast learner if you are willing to teach." I stated.

"I think I can do that. I think you will be well worth the effort, the boys will eat you all up. I'm Michonne. When can you start?" she asked as she held out a hand to shake.

I took her hand, "I'm Beth. I can start right now if ya want!"

She smiled and shook her head, "How about tonight, 10pm. Wear something comfortable."

I thanked her as I walked out the door, not paying attention to what was in front of me before bumping into something hard, falling to the ground and closing my eyes while I waited for the pain of the impact of falling on my ass. A strong arm wrapped itself around my lower back and it sent a jolt of energy straight through my body. Fear grabbed me as I realized it wasnt an object I had just ran into, but a person. I opened my eyes to thr bluest set of eyes that I had ever seen. There was dark hair drapped down the persons forhead and into those beautiful eyes. I heard someone clear their throat and realized I was staring. I hurriedly righted myself on my feet and the arm that had been on my lower back was gone.

"Sorry," I said to the man that had saved me from my fall. He gave me a small nod and walked past me and into the door of the bar.

I hopped into my Jeep and was about to put it into reverse when I seen the check engine light was on. 'Well, that'll have to wait until tomorrow' I thought to myself as I headed home to share the news of my new job with Maggie and Daddy.