Petals

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Onika Tanya Maraj

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Onika let Beyoncé in—reluctantly.

She didn't know what nonsense she was spreading about some sleepover but she did know she didn't want her mother heading her hell about how Onika "hates gay people."

She walked to her kitchen and Beyoncé naturally followed with a grin plastered on her face as she watched Onika go in her fridge.  "Thank you for letting me in!" Beyoncé said and Onika looked behind her to make eye contact and eyed the blonde. "You threatened me." She mumbled and Beyoncé shrugged. "Same thing." She said.

"Beyoncé I don't know what the hell you even mean by a sleepover. It's like 7 am." She stated and Beyoncé shrugged. "So? The earlier the better! I think you should have some time to truly relax and have fun before we start your dance practice." Beyoncé said and Onika sighed. How could she forget? She also had a dance recital.

"God, I don't even want to think about that." She mumbled. "Exactly! So let's not. No one said we had to do anything crazy—I think we should just look for something to do." Beyoncé said tapping her chin and Onika shook her head.

"You barged into my house. How long do you plan on staying anyways?!" She asked and Beyoncé grinned. "I think three nights will suffice." She said and Onika stared at her. "Are you kidding me?" She asked looking Beyoncé up and down. She then eyed the large bag she had with her, undoubtedly packed with clothes.

"Yeah! Todays saturday, we're off on monday, and I'll just go to school with you on tuesday." Beyoncé said shrugging. It sounded like the perfect  long weekend to her. Onika on the other hand was trying her hardest to comprehend Beyoncés thought processes. 

"But anyways, what should we do first? Oh I have so many ideas!" Beyoncé said with excitement and Onika stared at her. "Let me stop you right there, you barged into my house. And I will not have my routine ruined by your entrance." Onika said seriously staring at Beyoncé and the blonde frowned. "Fine. We can do what you want to do today or whatever. But tomorrow you've gotta let me do what I want." Beyoncé said and Onika agreed just to get her to be quiet.

"What do you do anyways on your day off?" Beyoncé asked and Onika stopped to think

"I preform my routine. You'll just follow me as I do it I guess." Onika stated shrugging. Beyoncé couldn't imagine Onika doing anything that wasn't boring, but she supposed this was a look into her life when she was by herself.

"Well..what do you do first?" Beyoncé asked and Onika looked back at her and grinned. As much as Beyonce enjoyed Onikas smile—this felt sinister.

"J-Jesus—Onika—I can not keep up! Please!" Beyoncé huffed and wheezed as she ran, apparently the first thing Onika did at the ass crack of dawn is workout.  Beyoncé on the other hand gained her physique from dancing and doing sports religiously since she was a little.

Onika huffed as she ran as well, "Beyoncé—we are inside—in my personal gym. You're on a damn treadmill!" Onika shouted as she tried focusing on her own work out. "Nigga and?!" Beyoncé shouted, she was clearly exhausted. She hadn't gotten a lot of rest the night before—plus she hadn't eaten anything yet.