Beyoncé
"Stop" I whined but Nicki kept kissing my neck and face. She was in one of those moods. She kissed my nose and I screwed my face up. She mushed my head then grabbed my chin kissing me. I instantly kissed her back.
"Aight Nicki and her girl in the back, chill!" Our health teacher Mrs. Carter yelled.
"Damn" she mumbled.
"I let her sit in your lap, but that's it."
"I know but-"
"Aww cry me a river then build a bridge and get over it"
"You know what? Whatever"
"Ok, now that that's over let's get to our lesson. Since there's seniors thinking that it's ok to be fast and get pregnant we have to give y'all some stupid ass baby lessons" Mrs. Carter said.
"You want to be my baby mama?" Nicki asked me.
"That depends. Who's going to be your new girlfriend that I'll hate?"
"Don't worry, I only have eyes for you"
"Oh word?" I asked trying to sound like her.
"Word."
"Nicki! What did I just say?"
"Cry me a river and-"
"Nope"
"Oh, baby lesson"
"Were you talking about that?"
"Kind of. I was asking Beyoncé to be my baby mama" Nicki answered.
"Since y'all are already 'parents' we'll start with you. First question: Your mother-in-law is always questioning you parenting skills, what do you do?"
"Easy: tell that bitch to shut the fuck up. This ain't her child, why she so damn worried"
"Onika! You can't say that. I would just ignore her for the most part then have a civilized conversation with her explaining that things are different now and that this is my child, not her's"
"Ok, cool" Mrs. Carter said.
"That's it? What's the right answer?" I asked.
"Oh, I don't know"
"Do you even have kids?"
"No"
"Do you want kids?"
"And have then turn out like y'all? Hell no"
"That's disrespectful as shit yo" Nicki laughed.
"Case and point"
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Lunch
Onika
"If you push your ass back on me on more time and we fighting" I whispered in Beyoncé's ear.
"It's not intentional" she told me.
"Mhm." Some girl walked up to our table and sat in front of us, well me.
"So the rumors are true?"
"Umm who are you?" I asked.
