1996-New York
Beyoncé's POV
I was in the studio with Destiny's Child. We were recording our first album, well basically brain storming about song ideas. We only recorded two songs so far. This is finally it for us finally living out our dreams.
"Excuse me y'all, I'll be back." I said standing.
"And where you going?" Kelly asked me.
"To the bathroom, you wanna come watch." I said.
Letoya and Latavia laughed.
I left the studio to go to the bathroom. When I came back from the bathroom I bumped into some one.
"Oh, I'm sorry." I said.
"Oh, no I wasn't watching were I was going. You good ma?" He asked.
"Yeah I'm good but whose ma?" I asked confused.
"Oh my bad." He said laughing. "You must not be from New York."
"No, I'm not." I said looking up at him.
"Where you from?" He asked.
"Houston." I said.
"Oh you a southern girl?" He asked eyeing me up and down.
"And I guess your what? A Brooklyn boy?" I asked.
"Born and raised." He said smiling.
After a minuet it got awkward.
"Well I gotta get back in the studio." I said.
"Yeah, well it was nice meeting you..." He said with his hand extended.
"Beyoncé" I said shaking his hand. "And you are..."
"Shawn." He said. "Well I guess we should get back to doing what they pay us to."
"Yeah, see you around." I said.
"You most defiantly will." He said and we went our different directions.
I went back in the studio. He was really cute and I couldn't keep him off my mind.
"Bey! Bey!" I heard.
"Huh?" I asked.
"We gotta go do a interview." Kelly said.
"Oh okay." I said.
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Really?! III
FanfictionYou ever thought of what would've happen if Bey never sent Chanel to her Aunts and Shawn always knew about Chanel and had been apart of her life as well as Bey's the whole time. *Alternate Universe Version*
