Leave Me Lonely (Coming Soon)

2.

April 15th, 2017
Los Angeles, Cal
7:30PM,
Yara Shahidi

Two months later...

"Okay the popcorn is almost ready and I have Law & Order AND Criminal Intent on CD." I say into the phone as the microwave dings alerting me that the popcorn is ready.

"Uh yeah great! So I have some news and I completely forgot to tell you..." Zendaya says from the speaker of my phone.

"What is it?" I ask opening up the bag of popcorn and pouring it into a bowl. I place it on the counter that's scattered with chocolate, candy and ice cream. What can I say? A girl's gotta eat. Or maybe I'm just in denial that I'm seconds away from being diagnosed with diabetes. God forbid.

"I kinda invited a plus one and that plus one invited a plus two, if that makes sense." I stop and look at my phone as if Zendaya can see me glaring at her by some telepathic superpower I have.

"Seriously! This is legit one of the only free days I have to eat junk food and drool over men in geeky glasses-"

"You and I both know that's not true."

"Okay so what if I do this every other day! I wanted to spend time with you Z-"

"I invited Rihanna,"

"Ok then that's fine." "Wait since when do you and Rihanna Robyn Fenty 'talk'?" I ask.

"Wow Yara. Super cool. You know her middle name, like that's not creepy."

"I wouldn't be shocked if my ovums knew her middle name." I opened up a tub of ice cream and began eating straight from it with a wooden spoon.

"You are so weird!"

"How am I weird Zendaya?"

"You used the term ovum? What the hell is an ovum?" She exclaims.

"Well an ovum is a mature female reproductive cell, especially of a human or other animal, which can divide to give rise to an embryo usually only after fertilisation by a male cell." I clarify for her.

"You could've just said your eggs!" I roll my eyes.

"Shut up."

"Or else what? Are you gonna strangle me with one of your Fallopian tubes? Come answer the door." I hear a knock on the door and hang up the call.

I open the door and Zendaya embraces me. "I missed you weirdo." I see two woman behind her and assume one of them is Rihanna and the other is the plus two. Zendaya let's go of me and stands to my left.

"Yara this is Rihanna, Rihanna this is Yara." I go to shake her hand but she pulls me in for a tight hug making me chuckle.

"Hugs are better. That way if I stab you you won't be able to escape my strong grip." My eyes widen and she chuckles. "Bitch I'm joking." Zendaya laughs.

"Hey Yara, good to see you again." I look behind Rihanna and there stands Beyonce. She smiles and I return it looking to Z.

"Oh you two know each other?" She points between the both of us.

"Uh yeah. We met at the photoshoot two months ago for her line." I explain. Beyonce smiles at me and does that eye thing that makes me uncomfortable.

"Well that saves me another boring introduction."

"Yo! Have ya'll seen that new movie Split?" Rihanna goes into the kitchen and picks up a bowl of chips. Beyonce saunters in and I close the door behind her.

"I heard it's mad weird," Zendaya says flopping on the couch.

"Let's watch it." Beyonce takes off her jacket. Underneath she wore a red jumpsuit that revealed her brown hips and sweatpants. She turns around and smiles at me. I let out a breath and go fix myself and the others ice cream sundaes while they put on the movie. As I'm doing this Beyonce wanders into the kitchen and takes a seat on one of the chairs.

"I like your apartment." She says.

"Thanks," I reply scooping up Oreo flavoured ice cream into my bowl.

"How old are you?"

"I'm seventeen." I tell her.

"You ever get lonely being alone here all in this big apartment?" She gets up and takes a banana from the basket in the centre of the table.

"Not all the time. My family is almost here every other day and I'm always busy so I'm hardly home." I finish with the ice cream and start putting in some other ingredients.

"Here let me help," She offers.

"Wow Beyonce is helping me make ice cream sundaes," I tease and she cracks another smile bumping into me.

"Call me Bey. Beyonce sounds too formal." She starts sprinkling nuts into the bowls and I stop her on the last one grabbing her wrist.

"I'm allergic." She raises her brow at me. Bey looks down at my hand over her wrist and I let go feeling embarrassed. She spills the rest of the nuts into a bowl and goes to wash her hands.

"Anything else I should know?" She leans against the sink. Her eyes stare too long into mine I start to feel shy under her gaze.

"Bitches! The movie's starting!" Rihanna yells. I shift my weight uncomfortably on my other leg.

"We should probably go..." I say. I grab two bowls and stick spoons in them. Bey walks to my side and repeats my previous actions taking the bowls in her hands.

"You seem nervous Yara. What's the matter? I don't bite," She smirks and does that funny thing with her eyes again. She walks into the living and I sigh following after her.