''No Phones at the table Nina!'' My mother bellowed. I grabbed my glass of water and quickly downed it trying to recover my senses.
I knew I'd read right. The caption had said Trinidad bound, and unless there was another Trinidad that I hadn't known of, that meant the Queen was coming here. I could almost squeal!
No sooner had my excitement came did it leave as the realization hit that if Beyonce was coming here for a concert, chances are I would never be able to affford a ticket. Sigh.
With dinner completed, I left the table and went up to my room after doing my chores. I was feeling a bit down so I decided to lay in bed and go through Beys instagram account again.
After scrolling through the whole thing I gave up dejectedly. There was nothing I wished for more than to see my idol live. In the flesh. To hear her soothing voice. To feel her eyes roving the crowd, to come to a gentle stop on my face. To single me out. ''Come onto the stage" She'd say. Then I'd die right there as I sang along to our favorite song.
Who was I kidding this was real life this wasn't some movie.
I opened my instgram account, handled NinaKnowles, and decided to post a picture of me under the covers pouting. The caption read "My idol is coming to my little island and I can't even see her. Tough luck." I inserted two sad cat face emojis just for the heck of it and posted.
Time for bed, life went on, even though I felt like my life was going no where fast.
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Cost Of Fame (Bey & Jay)
Dla nastolatkówNina's entire life revolved around working hard to get the life Beyonce had. Or any semblance of it for that matter. Beyonce was her idol. The epitome of what Nina wished to be, but being a small town girl from Trinidad, she knows that her dreams we...
