Chapter 3
Walking into the lunch room, Onika had a lot on her mind the whole morning. Her dad was getting worse, her ex trying to get back with her, her little sister in the process of getting taken from their home. Who was going to save her?
But somehow she knew how to keep a smile on her face and overshadow all the crazy problems she had going on.
She looked down at her phone as she got a notification and rolled her eyes as she seen it was Rome. She pressed his contact and strolled down, pressing the block button. Enough of that. What was it going to take? A restraining order?
She walked over to the table where her friend group was. Everyone was in their cheer uniforms. She went and sat in between Lauren and Rob who'd made space for her.
"Damnn, that big butt about to push me off the edge." Robyn joked, making Onika smile and shake her head. "I knew you couldn't handle all this." She teased and waved her off, making her get fake offended.
"Yeah, you better back off Rob, you know this my lady!" Lauren giggled and wrapped her arm around her shoulder, kissing her cheek. "You guys are a mess."
"Never mind all that. Onika, I heard from a little birdie that Rome is trying to get back with you. He sent roses and a cute ass necklace to you?? You're better than me, I would've been jumping right back on that dick." Nicole said and shrugged her shoulders, telling her unwanted opinion. How did she know and I didn't even get to tell anyone? Ha.
"Oh, we know! She's not you though, she respects herself. Did we forget the nigga cheated, hello??" Lauren snapped and tilted her head, looking at her like she was plain stupid.
"Tuh, I didn't know your name was Onika. I'm talking to her. Not L A U R E N." Nicole spelt out leaning in, "Okay bitch and I was talking to you! Somebody get this loose pussy bitch before I smack the rest of the basketball's team nut off her lips!"
"Calm down, Lauren." Onika put my hand on her, making her look at her. "And Nicole, that's none of your business. I'm not taking him back. You so worried about him, you get him." She said putting an end to the discussion.
She could hear Nicole huff but she didn't care. She was always in business that didn't concern her.
Onika then looked over and saw Beyonce at the table by herself. Maybe I should go say hey, she thought. Or not. She may think I'm a creep and following her.
She stood up carefully from the table and walked over to her. She looked at the drawing she was doing and was honestly impressed. She was so good. She sat beside her, catching her attention.
Beyonce immediately recognized her scent. She didn't even have to look up from her paper to know it was her. The past week Onika would sit next to her in class and yap her head off during class projects and stop and talk to her in the hallways.
Beyonce kept drawing, waiting for her to speak.
"I'm sorry if I always bother you. As you can see I'm just a happy person." She smiled and Beyonce looked up at her. Onika stared into her brown eyes before getting nervous and looking at her, "Your drawings are so good."
She is so cute, Beyonce thought as she examined her face. She can tell she made her nervous.
"What happened to your wrist?" Beyonce mumbled only loud enough for Onika to hear.
"Oh! Um, I wore some fake jewelry and it really did me bad," Onika terribly lied and laughed it off. Beyonce knew she was lying and she wanted you to just shake it off but couldn't.
"Oh, I also wanted to let you know that I copied all the notes down in class if you need them. I noticed you skipped that class so I'm here if you need them." She smiled showing off her pretty deep dimples. Her smile made Beyoncé's stomach drop and heart flutter.
What the hell was that? Must've been that cold pizza I ate last night, Beyonce thought.
"Thanks. Appreciate it."
"I'll see you tomorrow in class. See ya, Bey."
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"You're not going to leave that girl alone, huh?" Keke said and chuckled as they both sat in Math class together.
"You guys are judging me but she actually talks to me." Onika said and shrugged her shoulders, "I'm not judging you, Nika. You two actually looked good as fuck together at the lunch table, I ain't mad atchu girl."
Onika laughed and blushed a little bit, "You're crazy. Rome would kill me and her if he seen that."
"Girl who's scared of Rome's lil midget ass? My 6 year old sister is taller than him." Keke said making Onika laugh harder, "Plus you already know someone's going to go run their mouth."
While Onika sat in class, Beyonce walked the hallway with her airpods in full volume.
As she walked past the janitors closet, she bumped into the person who was coming out.
"Watch it creep." Nicole said and she mugged her, and the football's quarterback Rome followed out the closet behind her.
I wish I could kill that bitch right now. 'Not now, Sasha. We'll catch her later.'
Rome walked up to the Beyonce, puffing his chest up, trying to look like the big bad wolf, "You fucking my girl, creep? Huh??"
Beyonce chuckled and then smiled a little, "No, but that's none of your business, nigga. You need to worry about why you just came outta that closet with that herpe having ass hoe."
He flicked her off and stormed off mad as hell. The nigga was mad corny and a loser. What the hell was Onika doing dating him?
Beyonce couldn't wait until the next day, she was going to play right in Rome's face and reel him right into her trap.
She received a text, making her come out of her thought and she pulled her phone out of her pocket.
1:15 PM
Auntie - Hey BB, Just wanted to let you know your grandparents will be visiting soon.
Beyonce hadn't seen them since the day the judge ruled her to a mental hospital. Let's just say her grandparents thought she was the devil. They hated her, especially her grandfather.
Not her fault she set her grandmother's shed on fire in the backyard while she was in it, she was younger and bored then. She was just doing what kids do, playing. Right?
Tuh, she should've burned.
Janet knew it wasn't the best idea to bring them together but maybe now that Beyonce was older they could sit down and have a good talk.
Beyonce sighed and texted her aunt back before pushing the phone back in her pocket. She grabbed her car keys and walked out of the school, deciding to skip the rest of the school day.
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Author's Note:
Who ready for the drama? Ik I am.
