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.
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Meg Pov:
I am going to have to die in this bathroom.
All the wraiths and souls with unfinished business must have flown up from the underworld because that is the only explanation for the glimpse of blonde hair and caramel skin I saw through the slit of this bathroom stall.
I just wanted to be sappy and cry happy tears about how blessed my life truly is right now. I didn't expect Lucifer herself to pop up in my paradise.
"Bey!" a voice rang out.
I could barely make out who she was talking to but whoever it was seemed to have her full attention. Without another word the pair left and I was finally able to catch my breath.
What the fuck was happening today. First I ran into Robyn at my dream job and now I run into her while trying to celebrate. I don't even know why I reacted that way. It's like the second I got a glimpse of her I just froze up. I felt like an idiot cowering in a stall all because I didn't feel like facing my ex fuck buddy. The first thing I always told myself I'd do if I ever saw her again was run my happy life in her face. I was practically glowing day to day with Victoria and I wanted to boast.
So much for that.
Carefully I inched out of the stall and checked to see if the coast was clear. As soon as I knew she was gone I darted over to my girls.
"Guys! Get down!"
I grabbed Reneé by the waist and gathered Normani by the arm and pulled them to the front of the club.
"Megan what the fuuuuck?" Normani groaned.
"Hold my waist tighter," Reneé purred.
"Can y'all please behave! We gotta go," I muttered as I pulled them both out of the club and towards the valet.
"Meggggg why are we waiting out here in the cold," Normani whined.
"Our ride is almost here."
"But why can't we wait insideeeee."
"Because I just saw Beyoncé inside."
"WHAT!" They screamed out in unison.
Suddenly they were both trying their best to sober up. I haven't mentioned Beyoncé's name in years after she cut me off, blocked me on everything, and just disappeared from my life. When we finally got beach to school that winter she had apparently put in a request to change rooms and quickly after that she quit as team manager.
Seeing her was like a jolt to the system and I needed a bit of time to just adjust. I could tell my friends were worried with the way they were burning holes into the side of my head.
"Well...how do you feel about seeing her?" Reneé asked softly.
"Reneé, you don't need to use your therapist's voice. I'm fine."
