A/N: Well, I will be sure to make sure this chapter is way better than the last. And if you do not understand where the story is going, i'll be sure to get into that soon. I am still deciding whether Michonne should be 26 or 27 in this fic, I would love some insight. There's also been some complaints about the tags being under Michonne and Rick and I am sorry, I'll be sure to change it in the future as for now I am trying to see where this story will lead. By the way Carl is 17 so I'm trying to meet people's :Criteria:. As I said before, please bare with me.

Chapter 2

'Be a fearless bastard and an emotionless bitch.'

"Beep, Beep, Beep.."

Rustle, Roll over

"BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP,"

WHACK!

Michonne groans as she turns to hide under her covers from the blinding sunlight. She ponders if she should sleep her life away, or get up to get start the day.

'Just fall back to sleep'

She then remembers today is her first day of working as a teacher in a new province. She wants to ignore the little voice that is telling her to just get back into her cozy king sized bed and go back to sleep.

'Why the hell did I apply for this again?' she rethinks to herself, and finally finds the answer she was searching for.

'Oh right, Andrea and Maggie has a way with words.'

She's done this before of course, in another life. No time in drudging up the past, she has to get up and do her daily morning routine. Well, it's more of a normal routine. She get up and pulls the blankets off of her petite frame and throws her long shapely legs over onto her carpet floor and proceeds to her bathroom.

As she enters, she looks in the mirror and sees herself staring back at her. She mentally gives herself a pat on the back for taking off of her makeup and not having a hangover this morning. However, she only had a glass of red wine and that was it. She could smell the remnants of the substance on her breath. So, she grabs her toothbrush from out of its holder and proceeds to brush her teeth. While doing so, she decides to turn on the shower and step out of her clothes while throwing her waist length dreadlocks into a messy bun. She then spits out the remains of her spearmint toothpaste and grabs her mouthwash. After finishing her oral hygiene, she then hops into the hot shower.

'Okay I need to see about my schedule, and check in with Noah,' She knows Noah goes to the school she will be working at, so why not stop to check on her little cousin? 'He probably doesn't want to see me now.' She laughs at the notion. A laugh that was void of humor, just a now broken vocal. 'Maybe I should go embarrass him, walk in with some ugly no-name brand shoes, a multi-colored hoodie and ripped jeans.' she thinks, 'A true hippie…'

She finishes her shower and grabs a fluffy towel off the rack and dries off the remains of the water that was left on her body and wraps the towel around her small frame and then walks into the room to her vanity. There she sat and took off the hair tie to let down her locs and run her fingers through them.

'Might as well try my best with this mess' she sighed, and then continued putting her hair up into a intricate style. A romantic French braid with little diamonds pinned here and there. Her mother always told her she shouldn't try so hard and to loosen up,she shouldn't overreact over little things.

'Ce n'est pas toi une fille, sois toi mème.' Her mother would always tell her in mother of course was from France and her father California, but he moved to France when he was 2 years old. She missed her parents, so she made a mental note to herself to call them later.

She gets up from her vanity table and walks into her walk-in closet where there are a variety of shoes and she chooses a cream colored dress that passes below her knees just the right amount, black peep-toe lace up heels, and a casual coat. She then makes her way back to the vanity table to put on light make-up which acquires eyeliner, mascara, and a dab of lipgloss.

Walking down the stairs and grabbing her purse on the way out, she stops in front of the fireplace and looks at the urn that has a tiny note attached to it.

'You'll be missed'

"See you later baby, mommy loves you." She came to a conclusion she would not be able to say anything else without going into comatose while in a puddle of tears whispering to the air.

Dabbing at her eyes, she hurriedly walks out of the door and locks it, then proceeds to walk to her 2017 Lexus RX, turns on the ignition, and head to her next destination - Pacific Bell High.

She makes it to the high school around 7:45 and to her knowledge, school takes in at 8:15 as Andrea oh so well informed her after they had gotten off of the phone last night.

'This is a huge step for you Mich, Maggie and I only want what's best for you after everything you've been through.'

'Yeah well, I think I've had enough "special treatment,' She was tired of Andrea and Maggie thinking one day she might just roll over and die 'speaking of which, what time do you get to the high school?'

'Normally it would be around 7:00, school takes in at 8:15. But,I still had to make a few minor adjustments to the classroom. Yours by the way.'

Michonne groans and sips more of her red wine. 'Why? I told you not to do that. Were Maggie in on this also? Because if she was I swear to -"

'See you need this, you can't always be a heartless bastard and an emotionless bitch because for you, those two combined are deadly as hell. I want to help you Mich, you haven't been around for a long time now, and not just physically either.'

She ponders the deeper meaning behind the phrase. But says nothing of it.

'Okay, i'll see you in the morning. Goodnight Andy.'

'Goodnight Mich, and don't be late. Maggs and I will be waiting for you in the lounge in the morning.'

She checks her makeup in the rear view mirror and pulls her smartphone out of her purse and scrolls through her contacts to call her best friend.

She's hesitating and she can feel the nervousness creeping into her bones. She hasn't even gotten out of the car yet. 'Pathetic.'

Andrea picks up on the second ring. "Hey! I've been wondering when you were going to call me and where are you? Are you okay? Do you need-"

"Andy, i'm fine. And at the moment I am inside of my car in the parking lot of the high school and no, I do NOT need anything." She emphasized on the word not because she didn't want them to think she couldn't handle pressure. She's endured this much, why do they insist on treating her like a fragile doll now?

"Okay, fine. I'm sorry for being a persistent best friend. And Maggs brought breakfast, so you should hurry she really want to see you." She heard a distant 'Hell yea, so hurry your slow ass up!' "Told ya," she chuckles, "And she brought your favorite angel food smoothie, so you should make like the flash and race your way in here before I help myself."

"I'll be in there soon, and tell Maggs I said thank you. I still have to stop to get my schedule since I've lost the last. Oh, and are there any bagels with cream cheese?"

"There are bagels with cream cheese." She replies.

"I'm on my way." Before she hangs up she hears Andrea chuckle and then the dial tone.

She huffs out an exasperated sigh, "Here goes nothing." She opens her car doors and double clicks her control to her car to make sure the doors are locked.

She makes her way to the front doors and opens them, and the first thing she sees are kids hustling and bustling about and a mascot of an Emerald Tea Boa on a pedestal with the big bold letters of 'WELCOME TO PACIFIC BELL HIGH'.

'And Action.' She puts on her best smile and straightens her posture then proceeds up the staircase and to the office.

Hey Yo! Its Amarellis Again, as you can see i'm getting...accustomed. But, let me know what you think and don't hesitate to give me ideas. This fic just popped into my head out of nowhere. So, I just want to say I am sorry for the confusion and hopefully you guys can help me stay on my toes with this one because people have doubts all the time. I've decided to post this chapter today because why not? Anyway thanks for reading! Review, Follow,Etc.

And Stay Savvy!

Ce n'est pas toi une fille, sois toi mème= That ain't you girl, be yourself.

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TBC