Chapter 8
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Beyoncé
Beyoncé had just dropped Bryan off and had to change something's with his contact information.
She got back in the car with Bri and went towards their school.
"Bey Bey, can you drop me off like a block over?"
"For real?"
"Yeah, I'm not ready for everybody to be in my business."
"Okay."
Beyoncé dropped her off.
"Do not be late to my class." Beyonce said.
"I won't." She said.
"I'm not playing."
"I won't." Bri said and started walking.
Beyoncé went to go park.
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Bria
Bri walked up to the school and saw Wayne and Brandon. She dapped them up.
"Where your ass been?" Wayne said.
"You know I had to handle some stuff."
"True, you know that Mrs. Carter was looking for you all last week."
"Yeah, it's all good though."
"You tryna buss these sixth graders real quick?" Brandon asked showing the dice.
She smiled but then it faded when she watched Beyonce walk by.
"Nah, I'm good but y'all go ahead." She said and walked away so she could go to her locker.
Bri walked to her locker and stopped to dap people up on the way. She never thought of herself as popular just that she knew everybody. She reached her locker and got her books.
She walked to class and someone bumped her. She looked and saw Tori.
"You better watch where the fuck you going." She heard.
"Then you better open your mother fucking eyes." Bri said eyeing her but kept walking.
Bri couldn't understand what Tori's problem was. Of course Tori talked a lot of shit but why did it always have to be towards her. Bri was starting to become fed up with her.
She made it to home room right before the bell rung and went to find her seat.
Beyoncé called roll and then the bell went off again. The kids got up and Bri walked to Beyoncé's desk.
"You gonna keep your jacket or leave it here?" Beyoncé asked.
"I'm gonna keep it." She said.
"Here." Beyoncé said handing her an envelope.
Bri noticed it was her report card and looked at Beyoncé before she opened it. She looked at it and up at Beyoncé.
"Well, I'm gonna be late for class. Gotta go." She said quickly leaving before Beyoncé could say anything.
Bri walked to her next class while continuing to look at her report card. It wasn't terrible but it wasn't good. It was like okay but more so bad. At least she got a B in Math though. The only class she actually did work in.
She folded the report card and put it in her jacket pocket. She walked into her Science class and sat down.
After Science she made her way to English and after that went to her locker to get her Math book. She felt someone push her against her locker.
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What Is Life? [Finished]
FanfictionBeing a kid from Baltimore, Maryland can be a struggle when your father is dead and your mother doesn't care but having Beyoncé Carter as a teacher might save your life if you let her.