Bey POV
I Sat Across From Jay Next To Zora. "You Have Good Taste , I Love IHOP " Zora Smiled As She Drunk Some Of Her Orange Juice.
"I Do Too , But I'm Not Sitting Down I'm Taking Out" I Said
"Huh?" Zora Said Looking Confused
I Giggled "She's Waiting For Them To Cook Her Food So She Can Take It Home With Her" Mr.Carter Said
I Looked Into His Eyes , He Was Looking At Zora Then Slowly Looked Into My Eyes.
"Ohhhh, You Should Just Stay And Eat With Us" Zora Said
"Zora , Beyoncé Isn't A Friend Of Our Family She's My Student" Mr.Carter Said
Zora Rolled Her Eyes "She's My Friend , I Don't Have Friends Down Here Except Beyoncé" She Smiled Looking Up At Me.
I Smiled Looking Down At Her , Mr.Carter Let Out A Sigh. I Could Tell He Was Tired Of Fighting.
"Let's Not Make This Weird...I Can Sense The Tension" I Said Softly
"There Is No Tension , Your My Student It Would Look Highly Inappropriate If Someone From School Saw Us Hanging Out Together"
"She's Not Hanging With You She's Hanging With Me" Zora Said
"Do Y'all Need Another Menu?" Asked A Lady , I'm Guessing She Was Their Sever.
"No " He Said With A Smile, She Nodded And Walked Away Tending To Another Customer.
"So Beyoncé , What Do You Like?" Zora Asked Turning Her Body Towards Me.
I Shrugged "I'm Not Into A lot Of Stuff, I Work , Go To School And Hang With My Friends...I Like Blue And I Looooove To Eat And I'm A Major Shopaholic"
"My Daddy Likes Blue Too! I Like Orange. He Told Me That He Wanted To Name Me That But My Mommy Didn't Like It" Zora Explained
I Giggled "What?" Mr.Carter Asked
"I Always Wanted To Name My Daughter If I Ever Have One. I Wanted To Name Her Blue" I Said
"I Told You That You Remind Me Of My Daddy" Zora Said
Mr.Carter Kept Quiet And Pulled Out His Phone Going Through It.
"So What Do You Like?" I Asked Looking At Zora.
"I Love Modeling , I Want To Be One When I Grow Up. I Model Sometimes Too. I Love Clothes , My Favorite Show Is Sofia The First And I Like Flowers Too" She Replied
"White Orchids Are My Favorite" I Said
"I Like Daises"
"Here's Your Food Guys" Said Their Waitress As She Placed It On The Table.
They Began Digging Into The Food "Do You Want A Bacon?" Zora Asked Picking Up One Of The Strips
"No Go Ahead And Eat" I Smiled
"Beyoncé?" I Heard , I Turned To See The Host Looking Around With A Bag In Her Hand. I Got Up And We Locked Eyes , She Made Her Way Over To Me.
"I'll Be Back" I Said To Zora Because Mr.Carter Wasn't Paying Me No Mind.
I Walked Up To The Register Paying In Cash. I Grabbed My Bag Walking Back Over To Them.
"I'm Gonna Head Home, I'll See You Around" I Said
"Okay" Zora Said With A Sigh
"Bye Beyoncé" Mr.Carter Said , I Knew He Was Being Slick.
"Bye" I Said Giving Zora A Quick Hug.
"Can Beyoncé Come Over And Play With Me?" Zora Asked Looking At Mr.Carter.
"Absolutely Not Nope" He Said Popping The P.
"Please Please Daddy" She Begged
"No, Now I'm Sure Beyoncé Has Things To Do" He Said
"Maybe Another Time" I Said
She Let Out A Sigh "Okay , Bye Beyoncé"
"Call Me Bey" I Smiled With A Wink.
She Smiled "Okay Bye Bey"
I Waved And Left Out Of IHOP. I Mean I Could See Why Mr.Carter Wouldn't Want Me At His House But Part Of Me Wanted To Be Inside. See How He Lives , If He's A Messy Person , Keeps His House Spotless , What His Room Looked Like , If He Actually Cooked. But I Shook Those Thoughts Quickly Out Of My Mind, I Was Never Going To Be In My English Teachers Home.
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"We're Home!" I Heard , I Placed My MacBook On The Side Of Me And Got Up From My Bed Heading Downstairs.My Dad Had Bags In His Hands Placing Them On The Counter Ans Solange Doing The Same.
"Had Fun?" I Asked As I Hugged My Dad.
"Yeah And We Got Chinese Food" Solange Said As She Started Opening The Bag That Held Plastic Plates.
"Good I'm Starving" I Said
"You Were Good Staying Here By Yourself?" My Dad Asked
"Yeah , Got Some Work Done Too" I Said As I Looked Through The Bags.
"Chill Bey, Your Bags Are Over There" Solange Said Pointing To The Bags.
"Thanks, I Needed Some More Roshes And This Adidas Fit Is Cute" I Said Going Through My Bags.
"Your Welcome , I Picked All Them Out Because You Know Daddy Has No Type Of Taste" Solange Said As She Started Making Her Plate.
"I Do Have Taste" He Said Brushing His Shoulders Off
I Busted Out Laughing "Stop!"
"Whatever , Y'all Just Hating. I'm Going Upstairs Solange Wore Me Out" He Said Walking Upstairs.
We Giggled As We Watched Him Go Upstairs.
"So You And Micaiah ?" I Asked , Solange And I Talked About The Whole Mall Situation And She Told Me They Were Just Messing Around Nothing Serious. But On Her Snap She Uploaded A Picture From Her Camera Roll Of Them Hugged Up At A Park Or Something.
She Blushed "What About Him?"
"It Seems More Than "Messing Around" " I Said As I Walked Over To The Food.
"I Like Him But Now Daniel Is Acting Weird" Solange Said
Daniel Is Solange Best Friend Since Pre-K. They've Been Riding For Each Other Since Diapers And Milk. I Always Thought He Was Gay But He Never Said And Solange Said That He's Not. They've Been Going To The Same Schools Since Then.
"What Happened?" I Asked Making My Plate Now.
"Daniel Knows Micaiah And I Have Been Messing Around For A Few Months But He's Been Acting So Distant And When I Talk About Micaiah He Gets All Mad"
"He Likes You" I Said
"Naw Plus Don't You Think He's "Gay" "
I Giggled "True But , He Probably Does Like You Solo He Just Doesn't Know How To Say Or Maybe He Scared To"
"Naw We're Best Friends Plus He Keeps Fucking Around With Bre I Doubt He Think About Me Like That " She Said Getting A Soda Out The Fridge
"Stop Cussing And That Don't Mean Nothing And Bre With Flat Chest?" I Asked
"Yeah The One That Got Into A Fight With Ashely Last Year And Lost"
"Oh , She's A Hoe" I Said
"I Know And I Told Daniel"
I Shook My Head. We Grabbed Our Plates Sitting At The Island Talking And Laughing.
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FanfictionBeyoncé Is An Intelligent Student In High School. But When She Gets A New English Teacher She Finds Him Attractive. Would They Be Together?