Chapter 6

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Onika POV

Cher, Queen and I got off the plane in Texas, Keisha met us at the airport.

Cher and Keisha greeted eachother, then she came to me.

"Hey, Nicki right?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"I think we met before."

"Oh, yeah at the babyshower." I stated.

"Right. You two shared the shower since your due dates were so close."

"Yeah." I said, a little less enthusiastically.

"Do you guys mind if we stop by my friend Beyoncé's house first?" she asked.

"No problem." Cher replied.

"Yeah its fine." I added.

We pulled up to a house with a pretty yard.

We followed Keisha inside.

"Hey!" a woman, who I assumed to be Beyoncé greeted us.

We introduced ourselves before she lead us to sit in the living room.

Queen began playing with Beyoncé's daughter who had been wearing a big lime green dress with matching shoes and headband. She was the cutest thing.

At one point she came over to me while I was on my phone.

"Hi, what's your name?" she asked.

I looked up into her brown eyes. For a moment I felt like we were frozen in time, staring into eachother's eyes. I had a feeling.

"My name is Onika." I stated, "whats your name?"

"Anna." she sang, "but sometimes Aunt Keisha calls me Fé."

"Why Fé?" I asked.

"Because my second name is Felicity. Anna Felicity Martin." she explained.

My eyes widened.

"Well I think Felicity is a beautiful name." I smiled.

"Thank you." she curtseyed before walking away.

"Cher, call me crazy but I am 100% sure that's Anesthesia." I whispered.

"She has the initials." she pointed out.

"Her middle name is Felicity." I added.

"She does look like you."

"When we looked into each other's eyes, I could FEEL it." I explained.

"You think she felt it?"

I shrugged.

When Beyoncé and Keisha joined us, Keisha pointed out how well the girls got along.

"How old is An...na?" I asked, stopping myself from calling her Anesthesia.

"She is 5." Beyoncé replied.

"She's such a girly girl." Cher observed.

"Yeah." Beyoncé cheesed.

"Was she always so girly?" I asked.

"Well, I don't know. I only adopted her 3 months ago." she confessed.

Just then, the girls entered. Queen had on a big purple dress with matching shoes and a flower in her hair.

"She wanted a dress like mines." Anna explained.

She turned to me, and climbed onto my lap.

"Anna did you ask Ms. Nicki if that was okay first?" Bey scolded.

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