Everything is love{Re-Editing}

Chapter 24

Two days later
Beyoncé

Not much has really happened in the past two days. Nothing but school and spending time with Nicki, and Shawn.

Well I guess the most interesting thing that happened is moving Nicki in my house. Until we get her bedroom set up she's sleeping in my room, which I completely don't mind.

It has only been a day but so far, so good. Nicki didn't want too much done to her room, so it's really simple. It should take a week to finish her whole room.

I'm excited to see the finished product. It makes me happy that I can help one of my best friends in the best way possible. I'm happy she's getting out of harms way, and I'm the reason why.

"Hey Bey!" I heard

I looked up from the kitchen counter to see Solo coming in and sitting her bag down. She had just come from a friend's house for the weekend.

"Hey boo! How was your weekend?"

"It was good! I got my nails done!" She showed me her pretty pink and white nails.

"Oh! Those are nice!"

"Thanks! I took my time picking out the color and designs."

"Well you did a good job."

"What you working on?" She asked me

"Nothing! Just a song." I shrugged.

"Oh ok! What is it called?"

"I'm not sure yet?"

"Well what's some of the Lyrics

"So far all I have is-"

"If I ain't got nothing
I got you
If I ain't got something, I don't give a damn
'Cause I got it with you
I don't know much about algebra, but I know
One plus one equals two
And it's me and you
That's all we'll have when the world is through, 'cause baby
We ain't got nothing without love
Darling, you got enough for the both of us, so come on baby
Make love to me
When my days look low
Pull me in close and don't let me go"

That's all I got for now, but I need a full song and not just a verse." I giggled and so did she as she nodded her head agreeing with me.

"Well how about I help!" She said

"As much as I want the help, I want to try and do this on my own, but thank you if I decide to just say forget it, you'll be the first person I go to?"

She nodded her head and smiled at me. "It's no problem." She said and sat at the stool a seat down from my left.

Eventually my mom walked in with Nicki behind her.

"Hey Bey!" They both spoke

"Hey yall!" I spoke as my mom sat dinner on the counter.

"Oh Bey you're working on your song?" Nicki asked me and I nodded my head.

"I finished mine!" She spoke with excitement.

Oh let me hear it!" I said

"Ok let me plug my phone up so I can play the beat."

"Ok bet."

A few minutes later, she came back ready to play her song.

"You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you?
You let me win, you let me ride
You let me rock, you let me slide
And when they looking, you let me hide
Defend my honour, protect my pride
The good advice I always hated
But looking back, it made me greater
You always told me, forget the haters
Just get my money, just get my weight up
Know when I'm lying, know when I'm crying
It's like you got it down to a science
Why am I trying? Know you ain't buying
I tried to fight it, back with defiance
You make me laugh, you make hoarse from yelling at you
And getting at you, picking up dishes, throwing them at you
Why are you speaking when no one asked you?
You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you?
You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you?
What are we doing? Could you see through me?
'Cause you say, "Nicki" and I say, "Who me?"
And you say, "No, you" and I say, "Screw you"
Then you start dressing, and you start leaving
And I start crying and I start screaming
The heavy breathing but what's the reason
Always get the reaction you wanted
I'm actually fronting, I'm asking you something
Yo, answer this question, class is in session
Tired of letting passive agression
Control my mind, capture my soul
Okay, you're right, just let it go
Okay, you got it, it's in the can
Before I played it, you knew my hand
You can turn a free throw to a goal
Nigga got the peep hole to my soul
You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you?
You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you?
Stop
Stop
Won't you just stop looking through me
'Cause I can't take it
No, I can't take it (you see right)
You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you?
You see right through me
You see right through me, baby
You see right through me (do that shit)
You see right through me (how do you do that shit?)
How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you?
Baby"

"Oh my gosh! That song is so good Nicki!"

"Thanks! Solo helped me with some of the wording." She spoke proudly. Me and my mother smiled and praised Solo as well.

"How much have you got?"

"Just the first verse." I shrugged

"Well why not let Solo help you?"

"Because I want to do this on my own." I shrugged my shoulders and she nodded her head.

A few hours into working on my song finally got the whole song done. Now tomorrow all I have to do is go to my music teacher and record the song.

Short chapter ik but I want to get a filler chapter out and move the story along