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III

"Ayyyyeee, homegirl came to her senses!" Sese yelled as I climbed in the backseat of Taylor's car.
I laughed and shook my head, saying hello to the crew before buckling my seatbelt. I was the only one, of course, aside from Taylor.

"Just don't post any pictures of me, alright? My mom finds everything." I told them firmly while adjusting my tight black dress. My girls had the tendency to ignore my requests, whether they were serious or not. But this, this was something they could not let fly over their delinquent heads. "I'm serious!" I snapped when I didn't receive a response.

"Chill Bella, we won't. We know how crazy Mama G can be." Moe smiled at me through the rearview mirror. I chuckled because she wasn't wrong. Ma could definitely act a fool when she wanted to.

"I just can't believe we'll be in the same room as Beyoncé." Taylor squealed as we pulled up at the club fifteen minutes later. We parked towards the back in case we needed to make a quick escape for whatever reason. Plus it was where Malia's uncle was sneaking us in at.

Oh yeah, Malia's here. I swear I forget she exists, she's so damn quiet. Either that or I've just mastered the art of tuning her out when necessary.

"Remember, we're all 21 and we're just here for a good time. If anyone gets arrested, I don't know y'all." Malia told us before opening the car door. We all looked at each other before shrugging and following her out. I didn't plan on getting arrested tonight, but I don't know what the other girls had planned. Their crazy ass plans better not involve me though.

Malia sent a text to her uncle and we stood by the back door for a few minutes, waiting for him to show up. I scrolled through my Instagram feed, liking and commenting on my friends posts.

"Yo, he is coming right?" Taylor asked, breaking the silence and looking Malia expectantly. I could tell she was starting to get antsy, but there wasn't much we could do aside from wait.

"Yes." Malia rolled her eyes. "Just give him a sec. He is busy, ya know." Taylor scoffed and folded her arms over her chest.

Right on cue, a tall black man appeared and stared the five of us down before opening the door wider. "Come on, hurry up. I ain't trying to get arrested." He huffed and I rolled my eyes. Nobody was forcing him to let underage teens in a night club.

We quickly made our way inside and walked up the back staircase while Malia gave him the money.
"Thanks Unc." She smiled before following us inside.

"Whoa."

The club was huge. Like shit, I knew Atlanta had some pretty bomb clubs, but this was crazy. There was no way we would've gotten in if we didn't have connections, we wouldn't have even made it to the line outside. This place and the people in it screamed money.

I would definitely have to turn up my sexiness to get some drinks cause there's no way in hell I could afford it on my own.

"What's first, bar or Beyoncé?" Moe asked us.

Taylor looked at her like she was crazy. "Is that even a question?"

We all laughed. "How are we supposed to know if Beyoncé is even here yet?" I asked, looking around the crowded building. There were people everywhere. It was gonna be impossible to find her unless we knew exactly where she was.