Carter stood in the Sofi Stadium, going through the final rehearsals with the team
most of the dancers were lying on the stage tired, afraid to complain
she was a perfectionist threw and threw
the show was only a few hours away, less than a day, to be clear she knew they were exhausted because they were there since 6am it was now 10pm
she was going over the lighting one last time, and like any other time, she was trying to find a fault
something to fix
blue tried to get her to take a break, but that went through the mother ears and out the other
y/n layed with the dancers peeking at their boss
she felt it coming. If they weren't out of that stadium by 12, she was going home to her house
to hell with that agreement, beyonce demanded her to sign
not even 2 hours after she kissed her, not the other way around
crazy is what y/n thought when she was pulled away from lunch unexpectedly into a room with the Carter's and a well-known document
they gave her thousands of rules that she probably should have listened to before handing her a pen
"she's gonna start her bullshit I'm feeling it ya'll." The group shared a laugh, trying to be quiet so the lady could think
y/n always seemed to be in trouble with the boss lady. They tried their best to filter her, but that was always disregarded
"Let's go for a walk." Amari, the dance captain suggested
their walks were always some adventure somebody always gets lost along the way or they'll have to make a run for it when they saw the fans outside the gates
'campers' y/n called them because they were there from 'sunrise to sunrise they never sleep', but it was a love-hate relationship with her and the hive they got her in trouble because of a setlist
which she completely made up in her head to throw them off, but did beyonce want to hear that? no
noticing the group sudden move movements, bey squinted her eyes at them
"Alright, let's start from the top ya'll," her voice sounded through the speakers
y/n tilted her head, staring at her situationship clearly over it
bey smiled, seeing the irritation on her face
"Is there a problem y/n?" she asked when she got closer
"No..." she mumbled
beyonce watched the younger girl a few seconds too long and nodded
"Okay, we'll run through outfit changes. Ya'll go get ready," she took hold of y/n's arm. "Come with me,"
"bey, everyone is going to the dressing room."
"Girl, will you hush you know damn well you not doing the opening" they walked to bey's dressing room
y/n wore a pout the entire trip there, Shawn glanced at them when he heard them come in
"What's up with you?" he asked
"Prison, tell your wife to leave me alone"
"Go sit somewhere ion' do nothing to you yet"
☆Y/N'S POV ☆
I rolled my eyes the moment she turned her back she definitely going home by her damn self
I'm not gonna be bossed around after midnight
"jay can you do us a favor and break her back, my fingers be tired and she gotta attitude"
"Nah leave me out, that's your woman. I'm just the baby daddy" I had to roll my eye's
"dummy"
"cat licker" huh?
"we been around the same pussy nigga" beyonce looked at us for a split second from the mirror one look that made us stop bickering
her stylist Tyrone chuckled at whatever she was saying over there
She was getting into this country outfit something you'd see a cowboy wearing with her own spin on it
fine ass cougar
"you stay in here"
"yonce I've been good whole day" Why wasn't I allowed to attend the final rehearsals of the very show I'm apart of
"ion' want you to say I'm starting my bullshit again" she mocked me
and grown ass mother of three, wife of one, cougar of mine mind you
Shawn got to follow her out though
the favoritism is disgusting
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because a birthday tmr I'ma leave this chaotic thing right here 😛
speak ya'll minds🎀🏴
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Imagines (Beyonce x y/n)
Fanfictionjust a bunch of story ideas that came to mind with y/n as a male if you have any requests lemme know
