Ominous title for no reason but we move.
Nobody wants to spend their senior year living next door to their RA. Unfortunately both megan and beyoncé are stubborn and they both won't let up until the other breaks first.
megyoncé.
This was all Megan thought as Beyoncé walked out of her dorm. Why did this have to happen to her? She had spent three years being the perfect student and perfect captain and now in her final year, a year to blow off steam, she's got the damn authorities living next door.
The babe was pondering how she would find her way out of this situation. Megan remembered how Beyoncé had ogled her mere minutes ago. She didn't know if the blonde had thought that she was being discreet but it was clear as day to her that her new neighbor wanted her bad.
Maybe I could seduce my way outta this situation? Megan thought.
The jet had never messed around with a girl before but something about that shy blondie piqued her interest. She was definitely fine enough to dip into the honey pot for. Megan thought back on her full hips and perky tits. It was hard to understand how someone could be quite so sexy and not seem to know it. She knew it'd be fun to make the blondie squirm but her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her ring tone.
Megan Pov
"Normani why the hell are you blowing up my phone."
"Megan don't piss me off. Imma add reneé to the call hold on." After a few rings all three girls squealed at eachother, excited at finally being back together as roommates for their senior year.
N: "Meg you better not have taken the biggest room or i swear i'll jump through this phone right now."
M: "You can kiss my ass actually. See if you weren't four hours late to everything you'd get the big room and not the scraps."
N: "You just called me a no good nigga?"
M: "If the shoe fits. Right Reneé?"
R: "You know i carry a lot of fear in my heart meg please don't do this to me."
N: "Now why would you ask the white girl that?"
R: "Stalli im right outside let me in before this tv falls on me and kills me."
I quickly hung up and opened the door for her, carefully helping her place the tv down in the living room and swiftly jumped into her arms.
"Baby i missed you soooo fucking much don't ever go outta the country all summer ever again." I pulled her even closer and held her even tighter. I met Reneé sophomore year after she transferred from Covington. Not even a week after she joined the volleyball team I caught her in the locker room with her head in between our server's legs. Which reminds me-
"Baby tell me why a girl hit on me before you got here. She eyed me down like she wanted to fuck me right where i stood then just walked out." I may have left out the fact that I loved every second of it but that was less important.
"And what did you do?" Reneé quipped with a raised eyebrow. She has this idea stuck in her head that I have a gay side deep inside me. She likes to say that there's going to come a time where i go through "gay puberty" and get stuck on a woman the same way she always is.
"Girl don't even start. Even if I let her, which I never said I did, She's our damn RA." I still can't believe she's gonna be the person hounding me all year. What a waste of fine-ness.
I was too caught up in my thoughts about Beyoncé to notice Reneé smiling at me. "What'd you say her name was?" I laughed at her attempt to hide her joy about the situation. "It was Beyoncé I think. Beyoncé Knowles." I was trying my hardest to act completely nonchalant about the situation. Reneé didn't need to know that i liked the way Beyoncé's name sounded on my lips or the fact that I could still hear her accent in my head when she said it.
Four hours later Normani had finally arrived as me and Reneé finished settling in and begun setting up for their kickback. Normani was so tired that she just tossed her luggage on the floor spread her bed and fell asleep the second her head hit the pillow. She didn't even complain about the fact that Reneé and I had taken up all the premium space in the kitchen and bathroom shocking both of us because if there was one thing Normani was going to do it was complain as loud as she could.
*beep beep*
I checked my phone to see a single instagram notification. Beyoncé had followed me. I giggled at the thought of her searching me up after our chat. I wonder if she planned on actually pursuing me? Maybe I shouldn't have disinvited her from the kickback. It just seemed so awkward to have your RA at your party filled with drugs and alcohol there was absolutely no chance me and the girls were gonna follow those bullshit rules. Senior year is too precious to waste.
Omniscient POV
It was finally late at night and Megan's party was in full swing. She had invited her entire volleyball team as well as the basketball teams seeing as athletics and RA's were the only students on campus at the time.
The music was blasting and Megan had finally begun to settle into the music. She turned her head and noticed a guy staring at her. He wasn't anywhere near her usual standards but tonight she just wanted to have fun. She moved closer to the horde of dancing bodies and began to dance for him. The pair locked eyes as Megan moved her waist in ways he couldn't even fathom. He had finally built up enough confidence to go up to her as she prepared to toy with him for the rest of the night.
Beyoncé on the other hand had no such toys. She laid awake in her bed listening to the thumping bass as she tried to wrap her head around her situation.
It was effectively her first day on duty...and her next door neighbor was throwing a damn rager. Beyoncé had thought that her and Megan had come to an understanding as adults. Clearly she was wrong. She flung her sheets off her body and left her room in only her pajama set and slippers looking like she was somebody's grandmother. The furious blonde banged on the door only to be faced with another blondie.
"Oh shit are you single? Wait actually fuck that are you willing to cheat?"
"Excuse me?" The paler blonde was eyeing Beyoncé up and down but the texan had no time to think about that as she saw Megan making out with someone not even five feet away from her. Beyoncé had no reason to be mad. Megan wasn't hers. They had barely even talked. But that didn't stop Beyoncé from stomping back to her room, writing up her first official citation of the year, and taping it to Megan's front door.
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See me personally if I was beyoncé i would've gotten megan evicted but maybe im petty idk. chapter two complete🧘🏽♀️
-fentyist
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