Monday at school

Michonne arrived to her first period late as usual. It's not like they ever learned shit. And it's not like she needed to pay attention. Maybe that's why Mrs. Jones hated her so much. She was always late, never played attention but somehow aced all of her tests. English 12, what a joke.

"Michonne, you're late" . . . "again" she added under her breath

Michonne didn't hear what she said because she had her earphones in on full volume.

To Michonne's left was Jessie Anderson and to her right was Andrea Harrison.

As soon as Michonne got settled at her desk Andrea snatched one of her earphones out.

"What the fuck?"

"Did you talk to Mike?" She asked ignoring Michonne's annoyance.

"No" she put her earphone back.

Andrea took it back out.

"Why? You practically begged for his number."

"Ok first of all, no I didn't. Michonne Maurille, doesn't beg for anything and I do mean anything."

"Second of all, it was the wrong number."

"Well my bad, I could have sworn that was his number."

"It wasn't. Are we done?" Michonne put her earphone in before Andrea answered. Then she remembered, she needed to ask her something. She snatched both earphones out frantically and gestured for Andrea to come closer. When she did Michonne whispered.

"Who is Rick?"

"Rick?"

Andrea had to think about it for a minute.

"Oh" she clapped her hands when she remembered who he was. "He's that sexy ass cowboy that transferred here last week. I got his number for Jessie. What about him?"

" Nothing. I heard a group of girls talking about him and I was curious." She lied.

...

Lunch

Michonne scanned the lunchroom for one face in particular. When she spotted him she smirked.

She strutted over to him causing him to look up from his book when she stood infront of him.

He sighed then looked up.

"Can I help you?"

"Why did you come to my house that day?"

"You said you heard things about me."

"So you go to some strange girl's place because you're scared of some silly rumor?"

"I knew who you were. You have a unique name, I figured you must be the Michonne I've heard so much about at school."

"What are you hiding?" She squinted her eyes studying him.

"That's none of your business."

"You've heard shit about me. I think it's only fair that I have some dirt on you too."

"That's not my problem."

"No, it is not, you're right. What you reading?" She changed the subject.

"A book."

"Ok smart ass. What book?"

"One that I can't read if you keep talking to me."

Michonne glared at him then sat next to him.

"Do I scare you?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You can't look at me in the eyes."

"That doesn't mean anything."

"I think it does."

"I think you should let me read my book."

"You're cute." She said and Rick gulped.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm flirting with you silly."

She dragged her perfectly manicured hand slowly down his arm.

"Why?"

"Because I'm bored."

And she was. This school had nothing going on lately.

"That's not a reason to flirt with someone."

"It is to me."

"You have serious problems."

"Maybe." She shrugged.

"Did you not get enough attention as a child or something?" He asked "This is only my second time speaking to you and I can already tell you're the biggest attention whore I'll ever meet in my life." He was frustrated and annoyed with her.

All he wanted to do was read his damn book yet she wouldn't let him be.

When he looked over to her he could see how pissed she was at his comment. She grabbed his milk from his tray and dumped it on him.

"Asshole." She growled. "I'll have you know my parents will make it their life's mission to get me anything I ask for. I have plenty attention."

"Doesn't mean they love you." He said without thinking.

"I don't think you know who you're fucking with kid."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way."

She glared daggers at him then turned- walking away from him.

...

"Hey Mike"

Mike turned around and saw Michonne smiling at him.

"Well, well, well." He whistled. "I knew it was only a matter of time before you made your way to me. You sure you wanna get involved with me."

"Why wouldn't I be sure?"

"I don't know. I'm just worried about your reputation. People talk you know, I've heard about you girl..."

"You shouldn't believe everything you hear Michael."

"Well how do I know which rumors to believe?"

"Ask me."

"Well I heard that you fucked that new kid and that's why y'all argued today."

"You heard wrong." She sneered.

Michonne didn't really care what people said about her behind her back but she had moments where some of the shit people came up with actually bothered her. This was one of those times; what kind of person wasted their life making up meaningless rumors.

"Anything else you want debunked." She asked

"Did you fuck the stats teacher ? Is that how you got an A in his class when damn near everyone else failed? I mean who the fuck gets an A in statistics?"

"So many people failed because they're stupid. I didn't get an A because I'm a whore."

She could already tell that this was going to be one of those conversations that she wished she had avoided.

"Anymore questions?"

She was annoyed now. She didn't approach him to be slut shamed.

"Ok I have one more question."

"Ask me"

"Did you really break up with Terrance because you got bored?"

"Yes."

That actually wasn't the truth but what happened with Terry was something she didn't necessarily want to talk about. He told everyone she broke up with him because she got bored because he was too embarrassed to tell the whole truth.

"How can you be such a cold hearted bitch? He loved you man. I think he still does and you don't care. You're just trying to get with me? His best friend? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"I never told him to fall in love with me. That's on him."

"You know what Michonne? One day you're gonna fall in love with someone and they're going to treat you the way you treat everyone else. Like shit!"

"I can see that this isn't going anywhere, so goodbye Mike."

"You're such a miserable bitch!"

"Hey!" A voice barked from behind them. "Back off man."

"I'm just telling her the truth man. Even you can tell. I heard you in the cafeteria earlier. You weren't wrong." Mike said before walking away.

"I don't need you to take up for me."

"That wasn't for you. Well not really. I was just taking up for a girl being harassed by a guy that's all. Don't overthink it. I would have stepped up for anybody in that situation."

"Well next time, keep walking."

"What is your problem? You should be grateful."

"I should be grateful to the guy who called me an attention whore? The guy who told me my parents didn't love me? You're just as bad as Mike, kid."

"I'm sorry ok?"

"Take your apology and fuck off."

Michonne did not accept his apology.

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A review would be lovely! Chapter 3 and 4 are already completed, I'm just editing them, so it won't be long until the next updates. See you soon!