Onika
December 8th
TennesseeI stood there dumbfounded. Staring Beyoncé down from head to toe.
"Um... Can I come in?, it's really cold outside and if I keep holding this cake, its going to fall." She said with an awkward laugh. I shook out of my thoughts and moved aside letting her come in.
"Hii.. Everyone." She said, waving at Ming and Amala. Summer must've gone upstairs, seeing as she can't be seen by Bey.
"Hiiii." Ming smiled big. Amala simply waved seeing as she and Beyoncé have seen each other before.
"I'm guessing you're Ming?." She asked pointing at the smiling peanut standing infront of us.
"The one and only." She replied, doing her signature hair flip. I simply rolled my eyes.
"Amala?." She asked looking her direction.
"Yup. Its so nice to see you again." Amala replied, pulling her into a hug. The hug felt and looked like the kind you'd give to a sister or long lost family member and it made me scrunch my nose up.
"Wow.. Y'all aircon on in all this cold?." Bey said, pulling away from the hug. She gently rubbed her arms together, shivering a little. In the outfit she was currently wearing ––a thin black long-sleeve crop cotton shirt and matching colored sweatpants with white uggs–– after staying outside that long, she was supposed to be cold.
"Sorry, we're used to it. Hey, N-" I gave Ming a death glare correcting her before she could even finish her sentence. "Barbie, isn't your room kinda warm?."
"Yeah. So is every other room in the house" I said with a brow raised. I crossed my arms and looked her up and down. I knew what she was trying to do and I wasn't fucking with it.
"Yeah well.. Our rooms are a hot mess right now.. My clothes are scattered all over the floor. I had so much trouble finding the right outfit." Ming added. I kept my current expression. Looking her right in the eyes.
"Really?."
"Yeah."
"Oh. Amala you?. Your room's good, let her sit there and warm up."
"Mine's a mess too. Clothes everywhere, tampons." Amala replied. She mouthed an ew once she realized what she just said causing me and Beyoncé to chuckle.
"But I don't mind. My room's a mess most of the time too." Bey shrugged.
"Oh but you should mind dear. Its your first time at our house, we don't want you seeing all that yucky stuff."
"Exactly. Plus Onika's room is sparkling clean." Amala added.
"It's actually not, but whatever. Lemme show you my room." I said with an eyeroll as Beyoncé followed behind me. I already knew what they were trying to do and I knew they wouldn't give up no matter how much I tried to ignore them.
"Yeah, y'all can stay there and catch up on everything you've missed so far. It'll give us more time to fully plan your party-"Ming spoke still trying to do whatever the fuck she was trying to do.
"Bitch I'm already taking her upstairs, keep talking and I'ma shove that entire cheesecake down your mouth along with the box." I said not even looking back at her.
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Barbie || Beynika
Fanfiction"Why do they call you barbie?." "Because I'm awesome luv."