Growing Pains [Finished]

Part 22

*Sydney in the pic*

Sydney sat at the front desk of the studio. Her job was to answer phones and schedule studio time. Majority of the time is wasn't a hard job so she'd end up on the computer, phone, or watching TV. She just made sure she looked like she was doing something when Shawn came around.

"What you doing?" Bleek asked as he walked around the corner.

"Looking up different skate boards. I need a new one." She said.

"Cool, but order some lunch. Get a pizza and some wings." He said.

"What you want on it?" She asked sitting up a bit.

"Pepperoni and hot wings." He said.

"Alright, I'll let you know when it gets here." She said.

Bleek nodded and left to go back in the studio. Sydney ordered the food and then sat back to watch a lil TV. She heard the door open and saw Beyoncé come in with Kelly and Michelle.

"Aye!" Sydney said and hopped over the desk to hug Kelly and Michelle.

"Really." Beyoncé said. "You just gonna hop over it."

"Ain't nothing break. Everything all good." She said. "You didn't have session for today did you? I didn't see you on the schedule."

"No, we came to see Shawn and the guys."

"Man, see if he let me off early. Ain't nothing happening in here today." Sydney said and folded her arms.

"You want your check right?" Michelle said.

Sydney just sighed and Beyoncé noticed something.

"What is that?" Beyoncé asked squinting.

"What? Is it a bug or something?" Sydney asked looking paranoid and wiping off her clothes.

Beyoncé walked closer to her and pulled her arm. She lifted up the sleeve. Sydney looked at what she was looking at. Kelly and Michelle stepped closer to see what Bey was eyeing.

"For real." Beyoncé said calmly. "Take the hoodie off."

"Bey, it's not even that bad." Sydney said.

"Take the damn hoodie off!"

Kelly and Michelle looked at each other and excused themselves. Sydney cussed herself out in her head knowing she should've been more careful.

"Hurry up!"

Sydney was going as slow as she could to buy some time and think of something to say. She finally took off the hoodie and was left in a billionaire girls club short sleeve shirt. Beyoncé grabbed her arm and looked at the half tattooed sleeve that was done. Sydney had just got it finished a few weeks prior but had been getting it done over the past three months.

Beyoncé looked at her.

"A half damn sleeve and this big ass one? You couldn't stop at one?" She said.

Sydney just stood there.

"You're seventeen, how did you get this done? You need a parents consent." Beyoncé said looking at her. "Please don't tell me one of your friends did this."

"No, I went to a shop." Sydney said.

"So how did you get this done? Did you forge mine or Shawn's signature?" She asked.

"Yes." Sydney said after a minuet lowly.

"Are you crazy? Are you stupid?" Beyoncé asked walking closer to her. "Why the fuck would you do that?"