Start Over

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Quick question, Should Y/n be considered a baby mama or baby daddy? Bc technically Bey is Y/n's Baby mama so what would Y/n be to Bey? 🤔

Akira | Los Angeles

"Storm pleaseeeee, my parents don't even allow me to leave the house to go to my aunts house down the street. You think they are going to let me come over your house?" I asked my friend.

My best and only friend Storm was trying to convince me to ask my parents to come to her house in order to watch the premier episode of a new show she was staring in alongside Zendaya called Euphoria. While I'm not really into shows like that, I wanted to support her so here I am, with her trying to convince me.

"But Kira, we literally have never seen each other in person and this could be the perfect opportunity!" She told me. I sighed and nodded since it was true.

Somehow Storm and I met on instagram. She followed my private account via her spam and we hit it off from there. My private account was just for me to post my singing videos. I honestly don't know how she found me but she claimed someone screen recorded one of my Sza covers and posted them, earning some quiet recognition. Thankfully, my face is never shown in the videos, just my voice being heard. While my parents don't know I have that private account, they also don't know that I have a friend since I'm homeschool. Thus the predicament I am in right now.

"I don't know Storm..." I trailed off. "Just think about it okay? You don't need to decide now. It's not for another two weeks. I just wanted you to have it on your radar you know" she told me and I nodded with a grateful smile. "So, tell me what's going on in your world. Your parents still being fake as hell?" She asked me with a playful smile. I playfully rolled my eyes, "I mean, yeah. They definitely still give all of their attention to the younger ones. I thought about moving in with Aunt Kylie and Stormi since her and Jacques are on a break" I shrugged. "I think you should go for it. They probably won't notice you're gone" she told me with a shrug.

Being friends with Storm for over three years, she's learned of the West's family dynamic when it came to me. She pointed out during plenty of quiet phone calls about how I didn't look like I had drop of white in my skin like the rest of them. She contemplated if I was even fully my mom's child since I had zero resemblance to her. While I agreed, I couldn't think of any other reason for my darker skin tone compared to the rest of my family. I just assumed my dad's genes were stronger. But, I also didn't look like my dad either so I don't know.

"Kira!" I heard Storm's loud voice in my AirPod causing me to wince. "What bro?" I said in slight irritation at her yelling. She chuckled, "you definitely got an accent" she told me with a chuckle. I rolled my eyes, "I'm tempted to hang up on you" I muttered. She laughed in my ears earning a slight smile from me. I was about to playfully scold her when my door busted open.

There stood my dad.

"May I help you?" I asked him, cleanly sliding my phone under my legs faced down and took one of my AirPods out. "Who you on the phone with?" He asked me. "Nobody, I was watching a movie" I easily lied. He raised his eyebrows, "yeah okay, are you going to Kylie's because Kim wants to shoot some scenes of the show" he asked me. I refrained from literally rolling my eyes in a full circle. I could hear Storm ranting about the situation in my ear. "I'll call her" I muttered to him. He nodded and turned on his heals before walking out, not saying anything after that.