Monday
When I walked into the school, everybody was looking at me. Why? I don't know. I just kept walking to my locker.
"Hey Ceriné." Dwayne said walking up to me. "Hey. Why is everyone staring at me?"
"You haven't heard?" I shook my head.
"Word on the street is that Beyoncé's your mother." My eyes grew wide.
How in the hell did anyone find that out?
"How do they know it's true?" "I mean come on, you do kind of look like her."
A bunch of people look like my mom. Ain't nobody going to them assuming that's she's their mother.
"Plus everyone knows she's been staying at your house for a week."
"Yea? Well she's leaving today." I said slamming my locker closed, walking to my first period as the bell rang.
At lunch
I was sitting at the table by myself going over some math related things to help me bring my grade up. I would normally be on my phone, but I had to turn that shit off. Niggas was blowing up my twitter, fb, and ig notifications. With a bunch of followers, likes, and comments.
"Hey Ceriné. Look I'm sorry about earlier." Dwayne said taking a seat next to me.
I smiled, "It's okay."
"But are the rumors true?" he asked taking a bite out of his pizza.
I nodded my head, "Yeah they are. But how did everyone find out?"
He wiped his mouth with a napkin. No lie, the way he did it was so sexy.
"You should tell the beyhive to stop stalking her every move then maybe the world wouldn't know."
My mother and her nosey ass fan base.
"Ohh."
"Yea." He said taking a sip of his soda.
Our conversation got silent and awkward, so I went back to studying.
"Heyy Ceriné!" I looked up and saw Briana.
"What do you want Briana?" I said balding my fist up under the table.
She and her rachet friends sat across from me and Dwayne.
"I want to be friends." She said. I looked at Dwayne then back at them.
"This is a joke right?"
They looked serious as ever.
"I knew nothing about this." Dwayne said.
"I'm serous." Briana said.
"Why?"
"I don't know. Because I feel that we can easily squash what we have going on."
"Why all of a sudden yo-" I paused on my sentence. Ohhh! She wanna be my friend because of who my parents are.
"I have enough friends already." I said closing my books and going to sit somewhere else.
"Ceriné Carter! Ceriné Carter! Please report to the office." I heard over the intercom.
Everybody started to either bring their attention to me or laugh at me.
I walked down the hall to the office. Who do I see? Banoncé.
"Why are you here?" I asked
"To talk to your teacher remember? But I did that already so I figured I'd take you for the rest of the day."
