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Today was the day Beyoncé started her new school, she expressed to her mother multiple times that she was fine and that she wasn't going to fight no one. Did she lie? Yes cause there's no way she was finna let some ugly bitch jump stupid; just for her not to do nothing the lady must of been out her rabbit ass mind.
She was looking at her outfit in the tall mirror; that leaned up against the cream colored walls. Beyoncé loved wearing black so the ripped skinny jeans hugged her curves perfectly, she had on a black lace top that showed a bit of cleavage. her hair was in a half up half down, that cascaded down the leather jacket she was wearing.
"I look good as fuck" she mumbled fluffing her honey blonde curls out, it was time for her to head out the house so that's exactly what she did. Beyoncé wasn't nervous at all she held a great amount of confidence, along with not really giving two fucks on what somebody said.
Once she arrived at the school before she got out the car, she took a couple of minutes to analyze the school and the people that was hanging around in the front. The groups were broken off into there own little cliques, Beyoncé took mental notes of everything.
Getting out the car was a smooth transition she grabbed her bag, starting her journey up to the school within a few seconds people immediately started to stare at her trying to figure her out. Beyoncé had a natural resting bitch face, so it didn't take much for people to start assuming she was probably some rude stuck up person.
"The fuck they looking at" Beyoncé mumbled making her way into the school, looking around before seeing the sign that said front office.
Beyoncé made her way there, walking up to the desk waiting for the lady to get off the phone. She took a look around the office, her hazel brown orbs were met with a pair of hazel green eyes; the girl stood up with a piece of paper in her hand and made her way over to Beyoncé.
They stood nearly at the same height, Beyoncé could immediately smell the floral scent of the girl perfume that she was wearing.
"You must be the new student.. Beyoncé?"
Beyoncé was kinda surprised, that she pronounced her name correctly.
"Yes and you are?"
"Oh sorry I'm Robyn or Rihanna I will be showing you to your classes"
She thought this Robyn girl, spoke kinda funny as if she wasn't from here or something of that. There was a liking to whatever accent she was speaking, it was a breeze of fresh air compared to all the country ass accents she's been hearing all her life.
