Chapter 5

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•••Beyoncé's POV•••

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"Wake your ass up, lucky charms!" Solange said jumping on my bed.

I grabbed her ankle out of the air & pulled it. Solange went falling on the bed & bounced on the floor.

"Ow! You grumpy bitch..." I heard solange mumble the last part while standing up.

"Im sorry what was that!? Im a Grumpy Bitch?"

"I didnt say that! I said Ugly Bitch." Solange said putting her hands on her hips.

I immediately jumped out of bed & chased her into the hallway.

"Who you calling a ugly bitch!?" I yelled while laughing.

I finally caught her & pinned her down on the floor in the living room.

"Im talking to you!"

"Whatever, little girl" I rolled my eyes & got off of her.

I love the relationship between solange & I. Its very childish & lovely. But Solo is the childish one.

"Youre not gonna' help me up?" She said still lying on the floor.

"No." I chuckled & went into the kitchen & sat at the island.

"Can you make me coffee, Thu-Thu?" I said in a little girls voice.

"No, because making you coffee is the least of your worries right now."

I rolled my eyes & decided to make my own coffee.

"Are you excited about your date, Bey" Solange said with a smile.

"No. Why would I be?"

"I dont know. I just like to tease you & I like the fact that you dont like him." Solange said referring to Jay Z

Was I really excited on the inside?

"Oh."

Maybe I am & I just dont really know yet. But I guess I am a little excited for my day with Jay. Oh My Gosh!? I called him Jay.

"Bey?!" Solange yelled.

"Mmm? What?" I said breaking out of my thoughts.

"Your coffee is over flowing." She pointed all of the coffee on the counter.

"shit..." I mumbled.

I grabbed a couple of paper towels & wipped off the counter top. I have completely no idea what I was doing.

"What were you thinking?" Solamge said with a little laugh.

About my true feelings for Jay Z

"Nothing...."

I continued to clean my mess.

"You still want some um....honey tea?" I bet she could hear how nervous I was in my voice.

Solo shook her head.

"Do you know what I should wear?"

I threw the damp napkins in the trash & solange stood up to look in my refrigerator.

"No. But I can help you look through your closet." solange spoke.

Solange shut the freezer & in her hand held vanilla ice-cream.

I gave her a confused look.

"Who the hell eats ice-cream in the morning?"

"I do!" Solange defended herself. "Dont Judge Me."

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