THIRD POINT OF VIEW
"Beyoncé you seem like a Dior girl." Jayda laughed locking hands with Beyoncé as she Lauren and India skipped into Dior.
"I am not- okay maybe a little but why are we about to spend money here of all places?"
"Your girlfriend has motion baby. And she let us keep the card knowing how we are. But best believe once we're done it's going home with you."
"Honestly I'm surprised you haven't been spending her money to begin with?" Lauren said side eyeing Beyoncé.
"In all honesty I didn't know she was making money like that. I don't like what she does for work." Jayda pouted with a sigh as she held a dress against Beyoncés body.
"Baby we don't either but it provides. You know sometimes you gotta get comfortable with the uncomfortable."
"How do I get comfortable with my girlfriend basically being el chapo?" India screamed hunching over in laughter.
"Oh bitch you're funny as fuck I love you already." Beyoncé playfully rolled her eyes waving her off.
"It's not easy but you'll get there. Like with me and Dominique I hated that he was in the streets. At first he was straight just robbing niggas and shooting—."
"You aren't helping." Lauren sassed cutting Jayda off.
"Sorry." She giggled searching through the racks before she continued.
"I'm just saying it's better than it was before. Polito has them on a tight leash they don't just do shit out of their ass anymore. And they're thinking smarter. Buying properties to clean the money they do earn." She shrugged putting something back on the rack.
"Buying properties?" Beyoncé mumbled more to herself than them. She was putting two and two together, the house onika had back in Houston. Was it really a place of rest or was it a business move?
"They've been buying— Beyoncé what do you actually know about your girlfriend girl?" Lauren giggled, saying it as a joke. But that seriously was something Beyoncé took to heart.
"I feel like we know two different versions of Nicki." Beyoncé sighed running her fingers through a rack.
"Oh we sure do. The Nicki I know is fucking crazy. She was here for the summer my freshmen year and boy was it a time." India chuckled sighing as she reminisced.
"The Nicki I met was really quiet honestly. Any time she was around me and my boyfriend she was mysterious. Like didn't talk always on her phone handling business." Jayda shrugged checking herself out in the mirror.
"And the Nicki I know is like an annoying little sister. But I know so many different versions of her you'd think she had a mental disorder or something." Lauren added causing everyone to chuckle.
"Really? How did you guys even meet her if you don't mind me asking." India gasped happy as if she loved this question.
"Okay. So one day I was on the bus with my homegirl. Who turned out to be an opp basically long story short. She thought I fucked ha man which if I did she'd know. But I didn't want his ugly ass anyway he had a shrimp—."
