Chapter 10

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"Who were they?" Onika asks inquisitively not really expecting Beyoncé to answer.

"I don't like to talk about it." Beyoncé dismisses but doesn't fail to notice the little frown formed on Onika's face.

She had an internal battle with herself on if she should just ignore it or not but after a long minute of almost unbearable silence she sighs out, "I'm going out for some ice cream to maybe brighten my mood? You wanna tag along?"

Onika looks a bit taken aback by Beyoncé's invitation but nonetheless nods with a smile, "Yeah."

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Beyoncé and Onika end up at cold stone with Onika ordering a strawberry ice cream with sprinkles and Beyoncé a vanilla flavoured ice cream with caramel.

Beyoncé pays for it despite Onika's protests and then they went to go look for a booth to sit at..

"The weather's nice out today." Beyoncé mumbles out being the one to break the air of awkward silence surrounding them.

Onika looks at her a little weirdly, "That was quite random." She smiles a little at Beyoncé's awkwardness licking a spoonful of the strawberry ice cream in her cup.

"I don't know.. I'm a little awkward."

"A little?" Onika teased just for Beyoncé to roll her eyes.

"Alright maybe a lot.." She chuckles a little and Onika can't help but stare at the girl in over exaggerated glee.

She'd never seen Beyoncé laugh before.. that was new.

"Stop staring."

"But you.. you just laughed!" Onika pointed her voice a little too loud as a few people turned to look at them leaving her to slouch down a little in her seat from embarrassment.

Beyoncé just shakes her head at the girl, she was acting like she had just done something record breaking when all she did was laugh really... Something she hadn't done in awhile..

"My favorite color is pink."

"And you say I'm random?"

"Oh hush.. tell me yours."

Beyoncé just shrugs, "Gold?... Maybe? I don't know."

"What about favorite number? Mines 8."

Beyoncé shrugs again, "I don't have one."

Onika rolls her eyes a little at that, "Okay tell you this.. tell me three things about you and I'll tell you three things about me?"

Beyoncé thinks for awhile before finally answering, "My names Beyoncé Giselle Knowles. Turned 17 in September. And I like writing."

What's the worse that could happen if she let Onika in? Even just a little?

"My name's Onika Tanya Maraj. I'm sixteen and I like the color pink."

"I already knew all that about you." Beyoncé says looking down at the melting ice cream in her cup.

"And I knew two out of the three things you told me but you didn't see me say anything."

"At least you learnt a new fact about me, you gotta give me something else."

"I don't got much else to say."

"It could be anything, favorite movie? Place? Singer?"

Beyoncé couldn't even answer you if you asked her why she even cared to know anything about Onika... she just wanted to, it was weird-just like her, from her stupid dimpled smile, annoying ass bubbly personality and worst of all clinginess , Beyoncé just couldn't get the peculiar girl out her head.

"I rap from time to time, And my fave rappers include, Lauryn hill, lil Wayne and so on and so forth."

"You don't look like the type."

"How?"

"I don't know you just look like the type to prefer singing along to the i-carly theme song than actual music." Beyoncé shrugs with a laugh causing Onika to lean over the table and flick her in the forehead.

"Oww.."

"That shit isn't funny." Onika pouts but Beyoncé just keeps laughing.

"Oh but it is... and true."

"Ha ha ha very funny.. I'm doubling over in laughter." Onika mutters rolling her eyes... Although the words did have some truth in them.


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