It's 2006 and Beyonce just released her newest album "B'Day." She's on the covers of Vogue, adding more Grammy's to her collection and soon becoming the next best thing. In the middle of her popularity, she travels back home to Louisiana for her mot...
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BEYONCE STEPPED OFF THE STAGE AND madeher way over to the couple, sending them a forced smile.
"You must be Beyonce. Micheal told me so much about you. That was incredible." Josy verbalized and it took a couple of seconds for Beyonce to look at her. "Thank you. I truly love singing."
Micheal nodded softly, almost like he approved of the performance she put together. "You're a real star, aren't you?"
She loved it when he complimented her, it made her feel alive. She giggled, looking down at her fingers. "I told you."
He hummed and for a split second, Beyonce swore his eyes traveled down to her cleavage. But she wasn't entirely sure. Finally, he turned to Josy. "I'm going to head to the bathroom. I'll see you ladies when I get back."
She watched as the pair kissed slowly just before Josy sank her teeth into her bottom lip. The two girls watched as he walked off and when Josy returned her attention to Beyonce, she was already glaring at her while playing with the ends of her hair. "It's amazing how he is with you. You are so lucky."
Josy didn't say anything and only nodded, causing Beyonce to narrow her eyes. "So you agree? You're lucky?"
"I think he's the lucky one."
"Right," Beyonce mumbled. "Hey, why don't you come over to my Mama's farm tomorrow? You and I can get to know each other."
"I'd love that."
"Me too." She excused herself and headed back towards her family. Before she could make it there, she recognized a woman near the bar, tapping her fingers impatiently. She had blonde hair, sticking blue eyes, and defined arms. Beyoncé's lips parted when realization dawned upon her. That was Miley, her best friend from when she was young.
"Miley?" She called out, making her way over. Miley turned to her, her body suddenly growing tense before snapping her fingers at the bartender. "You're taking a hot minute to get a girl a drink."
"Miley, I know it's you." Beyonce smiled, standing next to her. The blonde forced a smile, releasing a heavy sigh. "Nice little performance you had out there."
"Thank you. How have you been? I haven't seen you in so long."
"Good. And you?" Miley asked and instantly, Beyoncé's face lit up. "Busy touring the world and winning awards. It's been a while, hasn't it? Maybe, we can catch up just like we used to do. I was hearing something about a country fair next week, we can go to that."
"No, I'll be busy then." She responded causing Beyonce to slightly frown. "What about some dinner?"
