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Omniscient
Beyoncé has been taking to this new school well. Well as well as you can take a boarding school. Shawn is her best friend and quite a nice guy. It's refreshing to have a friend who isn't too off the walls as opposed to her friends back in Houston, she will admit that.
There are 13 kids in this AP class altogether. They sit in rows in their uniforms and are on their phones. Some of the more artsy kids are in the corner with their sketchbooks out, but in general, they are all focused on different things because the teacher is still not in the classroom after the late bell rang.
Lauren, Beyoncé's now ex, just continues to call the blonde over and over again wanting her back. It confuses the hell out of Beyoncé. After all it was Lauren who broke up with her over an overreaction. Beyoncé doesn't wanna be tip towing anymore.
Beyoncé is sitting in the back next to Shawn and the messages keep rolling in.
Lauren:
Baby I want you rt now Baby Baby answer the phone I was wrong C'mon I know you seeing these messages Baby Baby come on, I'll get a flight to see you rt now so we can talk about this I NEED YOU for support rt now!!! Baby
Shawn takes Beyoncé's phone and pockets it.
"Stop worryin' bout that girl. She made ha' decision." He pats Beyoncé's back supportively.
Beyoncé just sighs. But she can't dwell on it much more because their teacher comes into the classroom flustered as hell, clacking her heels all over the damn ground.
"I have a project..." The woman is breathless. "Groups of at least two, please no more than 4 a group. I need FULL involvement from each and everyone of you all!"
Some kids begin muttering a mumbling and groaning. Almost everyone here is anti social.
"We gone group togetha." Shawn agrees.
"Oh-- scratch that minimum of three people."
People begin groaning louder.
"Hey... just get to it."
Miss Alistair exits the room again and people begin getting up and moving around.
Then there's Onika. She usually has her little friend group with her but they don't have this particular class with her. Shawn and Beyoncé look around the room in hopes of finding someone nicer to work with. Beyoncé has small crush on the girl, but it's clear Onika does not like blonde back. Hates her presence as a matter of fact. Beyoncé cares about her grade and won't take the chance of Onika maybe fucking with that.
Every other group is formed already. Onika is the only one left.
Shawn taps Beyoncé's shoulder and motions towards her with his head.
Onika looks really aggressive to Beyoncé so the girl is unsure.
Shawn bites the bullet and whistles to Onika.
"Aye, c'mon. We need one mo'."
Onika comes over with the nastiest attitude imaginable.
"You like that?" He whispers.
Beyoncé however is in heaven because Onika is right in front of her and working with her and hopefully they can get closer. She likes mean girls. Lauren spoke to all of the girls like she had a personal vendetta against them all day, everyday.
Sometimes to Beyoncé too.
"Hey, I can hear you, fucking baffoon." Onika spits towards Shawn.
Beyoncé raises her brows and has the biggest smirk on her face.
"Fuck's wrong witchu."
"Nun, sweetheart. I take it you a leader, huh?"
"Yes, I take it you won't be doing much." Onika points to Shawn and rolls her eyes in disgust.
She hates him.
Beyoncé chuckles. Onika is seriously so funny. She's got a Regina George air to her. She was definitely dragging kids by the scalp in her playground days, Beyoncé can tell already.
"Beyoncé, we work early tomorrow to get the last half of this done."
"Okay."
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Onika taps on Beyoncé's shoulder at 5 in the morning. If the silhouette of Onika's bonnet wasn't present, Beyoncé would've thought a damn ghost visited her.
"Fuck is up?"
"We're doing the project."
"What?"
"I told you, we work early."
"You're fucking cra--"
"Watch your fucking with me, Beyoncé." Nicki whisper-yells.
Beyoncé sits up and moves to get up. She has to take a nap later because this short ass bitch just messed with her sleep schedule.
Onika turns on the lamps and Beyoncé sees that she put blankets over their other dormmates' heads. Beyoncé wonders if Onika suffocated them because of the mere energy Onika gives off.
Their poster board is on the floor with the colors organized and separated.
"You shut the hell up and listen to me every step of the way. You don't write anything without asking me. I'm not playing Beyoncé. You will not mess with my grade."
Beyoncé chuckles and agrees.
"This isn't a damn game."
"I know." Beyoncé says smugly.
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Btw I'm planning on making this a full length book if y'all want it to be
Thoughts?
Also do y'all like the little aesthetic changes I made? That's why y'all couldn't find the book all day. Thought I'd put some more visual effort into this.
