Walk A Mile [FreenBecky]

Chapter 18

This had been going on for too long, and it had only been a day. Freen tolerated them yesterday, but she found that they were completely insufferable by the time they ate breakfast the next day. The conversation they offered was ridiculous. Freen felt like she was actually losing brain cells just by being in their vicinity. With her bowl of cereal situated in front of her, she desperately tried to focus on anything else except for the imbeciles surrounding her.

"North West is definitely a better baby than Blue Ivy," Billy shared his flawed opinion.

"She's so much prettier," Irin nodded as she helped herself to the breakfast Nun had prepared.

"Okay, can you guys stop belittling these babies? You're destroying Blue's self-confidence before she even knows she has one. Why are you comparing those little kids? Who gives a damn about which one is cuter? They're both beautiful baby girls," Freen commented irritably, stabbing around her bowl. Poor Fruity Pebbles. They were taking the brunt of her rage.

No one, not even Becky, paid her words any mind. They paused for a moment, then just continued where they left off.

"What kind of name is Blue Ivy anyway?" Irin disregarded Freen's request and continued from where she'd left off.

"I think it's cool. It's definite unique. It's not a name like Irin, which is hella common," Becky countered with a smirk, carelessly taking a jab at the older girl. Freen side-eyed her when she noticed how differently she was speaking again.

"At least people would be able to get it right, Rebicca," Irin challenged instantly, replying with the mispronunciation that constantly plagued the girl across from her.

"North West isn't much better," Billy sided with her and rested his elbows on the table.

"They're both dumb names," Irin shrugged and picked off all of the onions and peppers and whatnot Nun had cooked into their meals.

"They're clever. Even though North West is more of a pun than anything. Blue Ivy is a little strange," Becky subtly agreed, but didn't directly discredit either one when she acknowledged the incredulous look she was receiving from Freen. "But there's nothing wrong with it."

"I don't think Beyoncé even had that baby. It was definitely a fake pregnancy," Billy added, looking largely unconvinced. Freen narrowed her eyes at his stupid responses. She knew both Noey and Nam would have some choice words for him if they heard him say that shit. It made no sense anyway. While Freen had her own opinions, Becky was deeply enthralled.

"Yeah, didn't her stomach like, fold over on national tv or something?" Becky broached with her mouth full. Freen was still glaring at her for feeding into their idiotic discussion. She was equally as annoyed with her as she was with everyone else surrounding her.

"Yeah!" Irin confirmed animatedly.

"Blue looks exactly like Jay-Z though," Billy stated. "There's no denying that."

"Oh my god," Freen groaned at the lack of intellectually stimulating conversation they were having. Who the fuck cared?

"What about Chris Brown's baby?" Billy mentioned as he considered more celebrity babies and ignored Freen's rudeness.

"Where did she even come from?" Irin nodded in question.

"I don't know, but it's so sweet that he's actually taking care of her," Becky smiled as she commended Chris Brown. "Did you guys see how he took her to like, Disney World or something?"

"You're shitting me, right?" Freen spoke up in exasperation and dropped her spoon into the bowl. "He got his goddamm picture taken while he was pushing her stroller. Wow. I am so impressed. Father of the year award recipient right there. Number one dad in America!"