The Girl Next Door

Chapter 2

Beyoncé and Kelly browse in the shoe department.

Kelly:So file the damn thing already.

Beyoncé: I will. I'm just not there yet.

Kelly:What you need is somebody to get
you there. A hot stud who's gonna barge in and shake you up and make you feel ... you know ...

Beyoncé:Desirable.???

Kelly: I was thinking more like horny.

Kelly: Bey, You are desirable. Jay
just had his head too far up his ass to appreciate it.

Kelly stops at a the sale rack, while Beyoncé wanders over to a display of SEXY STILETTOS.She picks up one of the stilettos and stares at it, captivated by its raw sex appeal.

A SALESMAN approaches.

SALESMAN: Can I bring you your size?

Beyoncé:Oh no. These aren't really my --

Kelly: She takes a seven.

Beyoncé drives as Kelly touches up her makeup in the mirror.

Beyoncé: I'll never wear them.

Kelly : We'll see ...

Beyoncé pulls into her driveway and sees a TEENAGE Girl playing basketball with Blue She's tall and well-developed --she's drop dead gorgeous.... Get it together Giselle. Beyoncé and Kelly walk over to introduce themselves.

Blue: Oh hey mama, This is Y/N, she's 17 and our new neighbor.

Kelly: Nice to meet you Y/N

Beyoncé is stuck in a daze watching as y/n dribbles circles around Blue,her every muscle flexing. Kelly clears her throat trying to get Beyoncé's attention.

Kelly: Hello... earth to Bey

Beyoncé: Huh??? Oh I'm sorry—- I'm Beyoncé, I see you've already met my daughter Blue.

Y/N: Yes ma'am... it's a pleasure to meet you as well. Hopefully we'll be seeing a lot more of each other soon.

Beyoncé: I hope so... Blue don't be late coming in.

Blue: I won't mama

Beyoncé: ok you two have fun.

Beyoncé goes in to get dinner started, but is soon interrupted by a knock at the door. She swings the door open revealing the last person she wanted to see... Her soon to be Ex husband Jay.

Jay: Blue called. Said the garage door
was broken.

Beyoncé: I've already scheduled someone to come out.

Jay: I'm here. Let me take a look.

Jay stands on ladder and pokes around inside the motor of the garage door opener.

Beyoncé watches from below, arms folded.

Jay: Well motor's not burned out. Hand me a Phillips head, would you?
She does, her eyes travelling the lines of his buttocks.

Beyoncé:I thought you were out of town.

Jay: Just a quick trip to meet with a new
client. Let's see if that did it.
He climbs down and pushes the button. The door rises. There we go ...

Beyoncé: Where?

Jay: What?

Beyoncé: Your meeting. Where was it?
Jay: New York.

Beyoncé lets out a disgusted laugh.

Jay: I didn't see her.

Beyoncé: We're separated Jay. You're free
to see whomever you want.

Jay: We're still married as far as I'm
concerned. And I don't have any interest in seeing her or anybody else. I haven't been with anyone this whole time. I swear.

Beyoncé: Wow, what a feat Congratulations.

Jay: Don't be like that.

Beyoncé: Like what, Jay? You want me to
believe every word that comes out of your mouth? I tried that. Didn't exactly work out.

Jay: Bey...

Beyoncé: Look, Thanks for your help with the door.

Jay: Tell Blue I'll call her about the
camping trip.
Jay trudges out the garage door. Beyoncé pushes the remote button and the door descends between them.