All About Us (LT One shot books)

Renaissance act II

https://www.wattpad.com/1476163320-welcome-to-renaissance-renaissance-alien-superstar - Read the continuation of the story in the book at this link

Alien superstar

... I'm one of one,

I'm number one

I'm the only one.

Don't even waste your time

Trying to compete with me

No one else in this world can think like me

I'm twisted

I'll contradict it

Keep him addicted

Lies on his lips, I lick it...

Alien Superstar song by Beyonce

Beyoncé sat at a large table in a meeting room in her downtown New York office. In addition to her, there were many more people from her team in the office, everyone was busy with their own business, and it would seem that a large table was simply lost under a pile of papers scattered on it and laptops standing on it. Bey was sitting on the short side of the table in Bossa's big chair, looking through the contracts already in place for the dancers who were about to be hired. This tour was different from all the others in absolutely everything, from the design of the stage to the composition of the dancers. Bey sighed heavily as she shuffled through tons of papers looking for a list of approved dancers, her thoughts drowning in a sea of excitement and worry. She had to send her choreographers in search of talents, in search of diverse dancers, the new realities of the world dictated their own rules, not that they blindly obeyed them, just if she found a talent, a gifted person, then nothing could stop her from giving a chance. And it doesn't matter that not everyone appreciated it. In the last couple of years, too many people she trusted turned against her. Although, they could just talk to her. Then perhaps Ashley was still with her, and maybe not as a dancer, but as a junior choreographer? Who knows...Finally, the singer found the desired folder with a list of approved dancers and relevant contracts, they need to be urgently agreed upon and sent. Beyoncé stared at the list and couldn't shake the thought that she was missing something, but what exactly?

Les Twins

Zavion Brown

Amari Marshal

Honey Balenciaga

Hannah Douglas

Beyoncé skimmed through the list a few more times before her gaze returned in bewilderment to the twins' crossed-out name. "What the hell is going on?" the singer muttered under her breath and began to frantically search in e-mail and messages on the phone for the reasons for the refusal. The first thing that caught my eye was the many missed calls from the twins' work phone, they called her on all the phones they knew, and Beyoncé also found several messages in her mail and business. And they all had the same message: " Forgive the monster, the terms of payment you proposed are extremely disadvantageous to us. We cannot afford to pause many projects for almost a year and a half. It will bring us almost no profit. We're sorry and we still love you."

- What the hell is that?! - Beyoncé cursed the whole office. For almost a minute, work in the room stopped, everyone abruptly fell silent and looked at the singer with concern, waiting for instructions on what kind of fire and who needs to put it out. Fortunately for them, Chris, her lead choreographer for many years, came into the office. The man looked at the employees frozen like meerkats in anticipation of danger and turned his questioning gaze to Beyoncé because it was completely the singer who was angry about something.