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"Shut up and pay attention," the blonde huffed, glaring at her friends who were doing the most in the stands of the heartfelt ceremony. They held their hands up in defense, smirking softly at her nervousness. "Rih, you sure it's ready?"
The Bajan nodded, "should be sitting at her house right now. Relax, she'll love it."
The blonde tried her best to calm her nerves, breathing deeply every few seconds as she kept her eyes on the only person who'd wear hair that reached her ankles. For it to be such a hearty moment, plenty of dirty thoughts were crossing her mind, all circulating around the long hair and red lips the younger woman had decided to wear and it was driving her up the wall.
They'd spent more time together and every moment they learned something new, they learned to appreciate each other more. Beyoncé knew she'd probably be passed out in bed right, probably surrounded by naked groupies that were only interested in the attention and money had she not continued to pursue Onika.
She shuddered at the thought, hating the fact that she ever enjoyed that.
Plenty of names had been called before Beyoncé saw Onika stepping onto the stage.
"Onika Maraj."
You could see it in her face that this was exactly what she'd been waiting for. All of the studying, the endless hours of writing notes, the dissecting, and of course the memorization. She'd worked so hard to get here and she knew it was all worth it, especially when she heard a bunch of screams from certain section.
After shaking the director's hand, she posed for the camera and followed the person in front of her back to their seats.
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"I'm so proud of you, bug! Oh my goodness, come here!" Her mother pulled her into a tight hug, kissing all over her face and making her smile like a little girl. As long as her mother was proud of her, that was all she needed.
Pulling away, Carol smiled wide and turned to the rest of the group. "Alright, time to celebrate my child. Everyone in the cars, I need all hands on deck to put the finishing touches on the party. Nika, you'll be riding with Beyoncé, everyone else, come with me!"
The jet watched as her mother gathered everyone up before they could properly congratulate her. She giggled, turning to the blonde and smiling more. Beyoncé followed suit, smiling and pulling her into her arms. "I'm so happy for you, baby."
"Thank you, Bey. This means a lot honestly. I'm so done with school." Onika rolled her eyes, pulling back with her arms still wrapped around Beyoncé's neck. She didn't care in that moment if anyone was watching them. Things were going so well and she couldn't help herself.
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