"BEYONCÉ IS A QUEEN" Part 1

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"Excuse me? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU GUYS DOING?" I asked with confusion. Your best friends walked into your apartment without your consent and are now tearing your whole closet apart. The bottom of swimsuits were on the other side of the room and for some odd reason, there is a laced bra hanged onto your lamp as if it was decoration.

"What do you mean? I asked you what you were going to pack for your week off and you told me leggings and hoodies. So we personally drove over here so you don't make a fool out of yourself at the Bahamas" Elle said. She was very calm, folding my clothes and placing it inside the suitcase. Regina on the other hand was panicking. Her hands were throwing every single thing inside my closet out to the rest of the room. Her hair was in a bun, oh she is stressed alright.

"WHY THE FUCK DO YOU NOT HAVE THE TOP OF THIS SWIMSUIT? THIS IS THE BEST SWIMSUIT YOU HAVE AND I CANT FIND THE FUCKING TOP!" She screams at me. I chuckled a bit when I noticed a vain on her forehead was popping out because of how stressed out she was. I stopped chuckling and let my smile fall when her face didn't seem amused by my actions. I sighed, for a really long time and walked to my drawers. The swimsuit she has been looking for for who knows how long was in the first drawer. I grabbed it by the straps and threw to Regina. She sighed really hard before going back to the Jurassic park that I call my closet.

"Guys, can you please stop." I ask with an annoyed tone. "I honestly was going to pack leggings and hoodies for a reason. I hate socializing, especially when I wanna look cute and a dude talks to me or whistles at me. Like what do they want me to do, whistle back at them? As if they were a dog in the middle of the street. Oh here doggy doggy! Do you wanna treat for whistling at me, agh, good boy!" I rolled my eyes so far back. "I just wanted to stay in the room for the whole trip, being unbothered. But no, I'm being bothered one day before the flight." I stated to my best friends. My whole entire speech took so much of my energy that I needed to lay down on my bed.

"I'm literally going to be with my brother and his girlfriend the whole entire time. Plus, if you haven't met my brother, I can't have a guy close to me or talk to me unless they are asking for a death wish." I say to prove my point on the outfits I was first going for, Elle ignores my whole entire reasoning.

"Oh my god Regina! Have you ever seen such a cute top before?!" Elle states, being the girliest out of the group. "I mean it's fine, I've seen better." Regina says softly returning to looking at the pairs of jeans I have stored.

I close my eyes, letting my tiredness take away my trains of thought. I don't understand why these girls are making such a big deal about the beach. It's not like I wanted to go to this exact beach in the first place, there are too many memories. It's been about 4 years since the crash and i can still visibly see what happened inside my mind. It's been a hard few years but I feel like it's now a far away memory than a tragedy that changed my life. I no longer feel pain, I no longer feel the need to cry, but if I see that ocean again, those emotions will come back as if it was yesterday.

"Y/n... are you okay?" Regina asks as she sees my tired and sad form on top of the bed. "Yes, I'm completely fine" I lie, closing my eyes and only seeing complete darkness from the inside of my eyelids, the darkness I love.
"Y/n, can you promise me something while you are gone?" Elle finally starts to speak after a bit of silence. I get up from the position I was in and face her upset form. She was there when it happened, she knows why I am acting this way, that's why she isn't asking anything about it, it's too much to handle at the moment.
"Promise me that you will at least try to have a little bit of fun before you come back from your trip." She says softly while holding out her pinky. I look at it for a moment and then back at her. She looked tired and a little bit hopeful for my answer. I get up from my postion and I sit next to her form. Her eyes were begging for me to take action. As if she's been waiting for this her whole life. I give her a sweet smile before bringing my hand close to hers and interlocking my pinky with hers.
"I pinky promise." I sweetly let out, meaning what I said.

"Now tell me, who are you?" She says, her tone getting louder than before.
"Oh god no, I'm not doing this right now Elle..." I sighed with a hint of annoyance, she didn't care.
"WHO ARE YOU?" Regina shouted while walking over to sit next to us. These girls i swear...
I breath in really roughly and exhale for a long time before I finally say, "I am Beyoncé".
"WHO" Regina shouts.
"Beyoncé!" I said a little louder than before, not like Regina though.
Elle and Regina giggled to themselves before smiling widely at me.

Before we were about to get back to packing, my brother bangs on the door really loudly, walks in, and says, "BEYONCÉ IS A QUEEN, DONT DARE DISRESPECT HER BY CALLING Y/N BEYONCÉ!" He then slams the door and walks back to his room.

I sighed really hard before laughing with Elle and Regina for what we just witnessed. I felt a buzz on my phone before looking over at it, the time said 5:00 p.m.

"Damn, only got about 20 hours left before the flight... I have tons of time."

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