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Omniscient
Onika was in the middle of her class that she could not afford to fail when her phone rang and rattled on the surface of the table in front of her. She quickly took the chance and ran out of class with her stuff to find it was her mother who had called her.
Carol revealed that Beyoncé, Nicki's step sister who is 18 and a senior had burned her cooking class down.
Nicki doesn't hate Beyoncé. That have a somewhat normal sibling dynamic. There is a two year age gap between them, Nicki herself being a Sophomore in college.
By the time Nicki arrives to the school, half of the school is outside in a crowd as the firemen trail inside the building. Beyonce really did do some damage, Nicki thinks to herself as she walks in to pick her sister up. But she knows Beyoncé and the girl is too pussy at the stove to have tried to do anything with malice.
Onika thinks Beyonce is too good for this world.
Beyoncé is covered in smoke ash and crying in immense shame when she sees Nicki arrive.
Nicki doesn't poke fun at her, at first.
"C'mea'." Nicki hugs her and rubs the back of her head.
Beyoncé feels immediately at home with Nicki's hug. Nicki checks her out. And walks her down to the car.
"I think I got wipes in mah car. You okay? Can you breathe?"
"I can breathe, I can't really see though."
Nicki let's put the first chuckle.
"Can I take your pichur', Beyonce?"
"You're a rude ass bitch, I'm in distress!" The younger girl yells.
"And you're a shitty cook."
Nicki takes the picture anyways with a throbbing heart and some laughs in between.
"Hell is hot."
"So is that kitchen. In fact you gave everyone else a preview."
Beyoncé scoffs and crosses her arms. While Nicki has been kinda of passive aggressive to her growing up, she still has a soft spot for the girl. She's not sure why.
"Nick."
Nicki just keeps laughing.
They've had many close calls.
One time Nicki almost pulled Beyoncé onto her when they were in the restroom changing out of wet swim suits.
Another time, it was Beyoncé dunking over Nicki just to get close to her after basketball practice, Beyoncé looked hot but smelled awful.
Another was when Matthew crammed the two of them in a room to get a long together and Beyoncé saw Nicki's ass stuck halfway out the window. The would've bent her over for makeup sex but instead pushed her out the rest of the way.
"Nicki. Take me home and shut the hell up."
Nicki just laughs as she starts the car off. Beyoncé really didn't win much today and she loves to see the perfect sibling make mistakes.
The two arrive home and Beyoncé is just tired and parched.
"I'm hungry, I'm gonna make something to eat."
"Hell no! I'm makin' yo ass sum because Ion trust you 'round a stove."
"Fine." Beyoncé wants to just wash the black smoke dust off of her face and go to sleep.
She's tired of things for the day.
She takes her shirt off and strips down to boxers and a wifebeater. She might as well get comfortable because if she's home earlier than usual, she's gonna have to do some extra homework and play 2k or something.
Her phone buzzes on her nightstand and turn it over to see a message from a friend, a screenshot of an alert for the school saying that school would be virtual until damages are fixed. Beyoncé rolls her eyes and continues to sulk and feel bad.
The only reason why she's taking the class is because an extra curricular is required. She took music already so she decided to take a course that would provide her with a great skill to have for college and life in general. It makes her feel bad knowing she fucked up oatmeal.
Oatmeal.
And it was the package kind. A quiz grade. Noting special just the Quaker brand.
She definitely failed.
At the realization Beyoncé just plops down in the bed and goes ahead and ditches the homework. She needs to relax.
About an hour or so later the house fills up with some nice food smells and Nicki appears at her doorway with two plates.
Beyoncé has washed herself by now and Nicki noticed her wet and wavy blonde hair. It's very pretty and Nicki has always let her know.
She throws her controller away and the game is paused.
"You good?"
"Yeah."
Nicki hands Beyoncé her plate and sits on the bed with her. It's been a while since they've been together and sat together like this. With Nicki of to college and Beyoncé at home with their little sister Solange, it's relatively quiet. The life left the house.
"What have you been up to? Any basketball scholarships or offers?"
"Yeah." Beyoncé just says as she eats.
"Look at me." Nicki says. "Tell me 'bout 'em."
"Um was from like one of those white schools."
"Mmm, they pay up when it comes time to though."
Beyoncé smirks, but she's always planned to go to an HBCU.
"Whatchu gon' major in? You know you gotta care about academics."
"And you over here skipping school and class."
"For you."
Nicki doesn't mean for it to come out like that. She just takes another bite.
Beyoncé just chuckles. Nicki grazes her eyes over Beyoncé. The girl is muscular, taller, toned, beautiful, funny, and smart as shit. She's what Nicki looks for in some men, but they have refused to deliver, as bad as that may make Nicki seem.
To Beyoncé, Nicki is everything she looks for in a woman. She too is smart but is more loose when it comes to being serious, Nicki is a party girl.
Beyoncé eats and just stares at Nicki the whole time. Nicki blushes and smirks up a storm having to turn away.
"What?"
"It's you with the starin' problem."
"No it's no-" Beyoncé begins to cough hard as shit.
"Now I gotta save you a third time today."
Nicki pats Beyoncé's back, hard.
_____________ This will have multiple parts hee hee.
