innocence.

prologue

"Bey, baby wake up it's time to go to school."

She walked over to my blinds and opened them.

"Come on baby girl"

I moaned and sat up and stretched while rubbing my eyes.

"Morning, you ready for your first day?"

"Eh." I said rolling out of bed.

I guess I can introduce myself. I am Beyoncé Knowles and I am now a Senior at Lakeside High School in Houston. I was born and raised here. My mom is a hairstyles here in Houston and my dad is a music producer. He has tried to get me in the industry but I wasn't here for it.

Today is my first day of my senior year and I am so excited. I walked to the bathroom looking at my nappy ass head. I groaned and got in the shower.

I stood in the shower for a while thinking about what I was going to wear before I actually started to wash my body with my favorite body wash of all time in the history of life.

I got out and put lotion on my body. I put my undergarments on and went to my closet.

"What should I wear?"

I decided on some high waisted jeans and a white crop top with a green bomber jacket. I didn't feel like doing my hair and I still had to do my make up so I just threw it in a ninja bun and did my baby hairs. I did some light make up and I was ready to go.

"Hey Bey."

"Hey Solo"

Solange, or Solo, is my 15 year old sister. She starts high school today. It's bittersweet because I'm happy she is growing up but I hope she won't be under me all the time.

"What shirt should I wear?"

She held up two skippy ass shirts that showed majority of her stomach.

"Neither."

"Whyyyy." She whined.

"Solo, your going to school not the damn club."

"So what do I wear?"

I went to her room and to her closet. I pulled out a graphic tee from her closet and gave it to her.

"Here"

I went to her dresser and pulled out a gold chain. It was just enough to finish her outfit.

"Put that on. And if you want put my leather jacket on and there is your outfit."

She looked at the shirt and looked at me "Okay, thanks Bey."

"Mmhm"

I went back to my room and out my finish touches on my outfit and headed down stairs.

"Zip that jacket up." My dad said.

"Your home early. When did you get here." I said zipping my jacket up half way.

"Last night. You ready for your first day."

"I guess." I walked in the kitchen and my mom put a plate in front of me.

Whenever my dad goes away, he usually goes for a long time. He says its work and I believe him but I know my mom worries about him a lot more than she should. She shouldn't be worrying about anything, for that matter.

"These pancakes are good mommy."

"Thank you baby. I'm glad you like them." She said putting the last dish in the cabinet.

"Solange! Come eat!"

"I'm right here mom gosh."

"About time. Your food was getting cold."