Cost Of Fame (Bey & Jay)

Chapter 15

Two weeks later

Suprisingly, I had settled into my new life quite nicely. Blue was completey adorable and Jay acted like the cool old/young uncle that everybody loved.

"No more lowkey, tonight you officially show out baby." Beyonce sang as she ripped opened the blinds in my room, letting in the sun.

I groaned loudly noticing a pressure on my legs that was Blue Ivy. When I saw her I instantly perked up.

"Heyy BooBoo!" I yelled way too loud for the time of day, pinching her little brown cheeks. She just giggled and stared me down.

Bey had this grand shindig planned for tonight that she was dubbing "Nina's Coming Out Party" Lesbian much? But I thought it was pretty funny that she thought I needed a whole party. Her manager had also asked that I perfrom a song and after much debate I decided on Runnin' (Lose It All)

The party was being held at 1oak Las Vegas, so I still had to pack a few things for the trip.

" We Love to Partay, Aye, Aye." Beyonce sang pulling me up off the bed.

I couldn't help it their early morning was infectious, I started to sing along. Rolling my hips as I went along.  Beyonce just laughed as we both fell back on the bed.

"Honestly, I'm so glad you're here Nina. To be honest, you're about the fifth girl that my manager has encouraged to pluck from their homes and make them a star, it gets weird after a while. You're the second Caribbean girl too, but I must say YOU are my favorite and the first to meet Blue too."  B revealed with a small contented sigh.

This revelation was a bit startling to me. Why did they need these girls to move in with Beyonce? They could have very well just turned them into stars from their own homes through Youtube videos.

"Oh. Thanks I guess." I whispered, as I realised I hadn't responded yet. I suddenly realised that I had thought'these girls' as if I wasn't included in that little group of recruited 'stars'

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Several hours later I was still in a blur of the time that passed. My second time on an airplane and it had been a private jet. We were staying in a presidential suite for crying out loud. I wasn't complaining, but it was quite surreal.

''The only thing missing is my brother and best friend." I thought to myself sadly. I hadn't even been able to contact them as I was given a new phone and told that all my social medias had to be handled by B's PR team until they decided I could run it .

I really wished I could contact my family but the manager insited that I only contact them once every month.

I was tired of this damn  'manager' already.

A/N - Would anybody be mad if this story took a turn? I was going for the fun, party every week type of theme but I don't think that's where I want to go anymore.

Would ya'll still read ? Please let me know in the comments.

I also added what I think Nina would like in the Media so Click across >

Love, Kadijah