"Your allure is a subtle temptation, a quiet seduction that lingers in the air. Every glance and gesture is a promise whispered on the wind-inviting, intoxicating, yet always just out of reach. It's a pull I can't escape, desire dressed in grace."
Be with you - Beyoncé Anytime Anyplace - Janet Jackson Speechless- Beyoncé
Sequoia Sade Somalí
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I was minding my own mother fucking business before my bed room door burst open. I snapped my head back to see who was losing their mind. No one but Anaya. "What girl!? You lost your mind?" I asked and she just stood there and smiled.
"Why are you smiling?" I asked sitting up in bed. "Sade gave me a kiss." I rolled my eyes. "Are you dumb? That's something to smile to about?" I kissed my teeth and turned back around and she was sitting on my bed. "I asked bey to be my girlfriend."
She whispered that shit so soft I would've missed it if I didn't hear Beyoncés name. "You're for real?!" I asked and she nodded showing me the video. I watched bey slam the door in her face and I cackled. Then a few seconds later she was all over her.
Snotty as a bitch too. It was cute. "This is cute, I'm happy for you bitch." She was all smiles and cheesing. "How did the brunch with chelle go?" "It was really fun, I thought I was going to die from being nervous but then I realized I was in this shit too."
Naya laughed and I laughed too. "Yall have a dinner don't yall?" I asked. She just flung herself back into my bed. Dramatic ass. "She wants me to meet her sister at this dinner." I pitched up. "Can I come?" Naya gave me a look but I gave her one back.
This bitch was about to be in the same room as Beyoncé, Solonge, Kelly and Michelle and she over here bummed out. I shoulda been in the circle first hate an ungrateful hoe. "Why?" "Dude I want to meet her too? Are you slow?"
"I don't know ask bey." I tilted my head and hid my smile. I wasn't mature enough for Beyoncé's number she would end up hating me. Maybe she was going to give it to me though. "I don't know why you smirking I'm calling her myself."
I rolled my eyes and pushed her. "Ma!" She yelled. "Snitch ass." I whispered harshly. She stay calling Sade for someone. We be calling our mommy by her first name in private because we could never do it to her face.
"What's going on?" She was standing in my room but Anaya and I were caught like deers in a headlight. I was in a headlock and I had her hair. We both stopped seeing mommy enter the room. "It was her mommy I'm not even lying!" Naya yelled.
She just shook her head turned on her heels and walked back out of the room. "Stop playing man, ya play too much." I said moving from her. We fixed ourselves. I laid next to her patiently waiting on her to call Beyoncé.
The fuck she was taking so long. My phone rang and it was Kelly. "Hey Kelly." I said smiling into the camera. She started laughing and Anaya pushed her big head into my phone. "Hey naya, bey said to call her." She nodded.
"I could swear that this was my phone and that the person called my phone." I said looking at Anaya. She rolled her eyes and pushed my head. I muted the call. "Why can't you have home training you gon try to beat my ass with Kelly on the phone?"
