February 1st, 2017
Los Angeles, Cal
8:00AM,
Yara Shahidi"You're doing great," The camera man continues to snap shots of me and I change up my poses from time to time. I'm standing in front of a white backdrop and there's plenty people everywhere handling the equipment or prepping the other models.
"Fantastic! I'll just get one more of you staring into the camera with your back facing me," He says and I nod following his instructions. I hear several snaps then we're done and I'm told to go to my station to wait for the group photos.
I turn on my phone and scroll through my feeds on twitter. Most of it is stuff about the television series I'm on called Black-ish and the VMA award show.
"Yara do you want anything to drink or eat? The single shots are going to take a while." Lauren asks.
"Yeah actually could I get a water?" I say politely and she nods walking off in the opposite direction.
I continue scrolling through my phone and answering messages from my mom or Zendaya. I wanted her to come for the shoot as well but she had filming the same day. Sucks being the only person who doesn't know anybody around here.
"Hi, Yara right?" I hear a velvety voice ask. I look to my left and realise who it is. She looks radiant. Considering the fact that there's a small amount of sunshine in the room I find this dehumanising. How does her skin glow like that?
"Beyoncé. Wow. I didn't think we'd get to see you on the shoot." I say laughing lightly. She smiles.
"I wanted to meet you girls and make sure you're handled correctly. And plus, when I'm not here these guys don't know how to act." She shakes her head a smile still tugging at her lips. Lauren comes back with a bottle of water and her eyes widen slightly at the sight of Beyonce.
"U-uh Beyonce. I wasn't told you were coming on set?" Lauren smiles and they shake hands. Lauren hands me my water and turns around to talk to Beyonce totally ignoring me. What gives?
"It was nice talking to you Laurel but I have business to tend to," Beyonce says and Lauren nods.
"U-uh It's Lauren." Bey stares at her. "Y-you called me Laurel." She stutters then sighs walking away.
Bey turns to me and we laugh.
"Must be hard being you." I state. Beyonce rolls her eyes.
"That's an understatement."
I nod. She stares at me for a few seconds. I cough awkwardly. "It was nice meeting you Ms. Knowles." I get up and grab my cell phone.
She chuckles. "And it was great meeting you too, Ms. Shahidi." I smile and she smirks weirdly. I suddenly felt uncomfortable walking away, like there were eyes watching me.
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