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Beyoncé's POV
6:38 am I've never been a morning person, in fact my whole life I have purposely stay up late just to sleep past the morning. So that lead me to being home schooled my whole life, lucky for me my mom was a teacher. Being homeschooled never was easy though, six hours a day taught me the importance of getting in early get out early so now I wake up just to be done. Some people may have though I wasn't as smart because I was homeschooled but when you score a 36/36 on your act and get full rides to schools you've never even though of, you stun your peers quite well. Anyway, I'm a newly graduated student from Howard University. I decided sometime in my 26 years of life that I wanted to become a doctor, I figured it would give me a chance to practice my social skills, or the lack of them, on new people everyday while taking care of them. I've always been a giver so whenever a patient ask me to do something for them I always give my all. Today I learn the meaning of that. When I woke up this morning I new something would be different. I leave my window open at night so when I wake up I smell the freshest of air. I can't stand a stuffy room for whatever reason and I don't question it much. As I roll out of bed to brush my tangled hair straightened the night before and do my hygiene I noticed a difference in myself. maybe more confident? Whatever it is it gave me motivation to really get dressed today. Being the chief physician at my work really allows me to creatively match the lab coat every once in a while.
Today I choose a black and white marbled pant suit. I had just gotten it and wanted to show it off. They hospital Is already a depressing place, why should I have to dress like a funeral director everyday.
Leaving my house I doubled checked to make sure I had everything and once I was confident I did I was on my way.
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Kelly, my best friend of 16 years was fortunately the new receptionist at the Bellenvue Hospital, and my personal assistant who new me a little too well if you ask me. "Why hello there Mrs. Rowland, what's on the agenda today?" As I sit on her desk partly.
"Well, if you shall know Dr. Knowles, your scheduled is cleared. Someone bought out your day, no I mean week in special need of your work. The name is, Miss. Onika Maraj" I think to myself for a moment, how can you buy a doctors schedule out?
"Umm okay, when can I meet her I guess?" I mumble with suspicion in my voice.
"She's in your office now Bey, she paid quite a pretty penny. Well she would have, considering she's the queen of England's daughter."
Walking to my office, I don't think I've ever been more afraid of a person. I had so many questions but I guess the first one was why is she here? "Hello.. Ms. Maraj..?" "You must be Dr. Knowles, I'm sure your probably wondering why I bought out your schedule" she replies with the sexiest tone leaving her accent to scratch the surface of her voice. "You see, I'm from over seas. I've only heard the best things about you and I have a problem...." I couldn't even focus on what she was saying, her breast perky in the dress she wore all the while her nipples just begging to get out. It was cold in here, it always was in the morning, yet she wore a two piece. Her hair was cascading down her back and her eyes were just the mo- "Dr. Knowles? Are you listening?" "Yes, my apologies I haven't had my morning coffee yet. What is that you were saying?" "That there is nothing wrong with me, my father has requested that you come take care of my mother, she is very ill and the UK doctors can't tell the difference between a rat and a honeybun." She lets out a chuckle, "I know it's not cancer, she's sick, can barley breathe and can't move. I just hope it's not something serious. We'd like if you fly with me back home for a week. We'll pay for the travels and whatever else you need. She has to be well by next week, there is a big ball and she can't be sick." "Okay, so you want me to come with you, to London for a week? And I get paid?" "Yes doctor, twenty five thousand each and every day, you'll stay in the palace with us." This is the best offer of my life, putting this on my resume would secure me a job for the rest of my life. Not to mention a immense increase in pay. Yes, I'll go without a doubt and with the crush I've developed over the course of the five minute conversation.
"I'd love to come with you, princess"
"Dr. Knowles is everything alright? You haven't given me an answer and have been staring off into space for at least a minute?" She asks standing a bit closer than before. I focus my eyes to her hand as she rest it on my shoulder and tilts my head with her other to meet her eyes. " Yes, I'll do it for your mother, I need an hour to pack."
" Perfect, my driver and I will follow you home, lead the way." Taking her hand off my shoulder and grabbing her coat I didn't notice that was resting on my desk. This was going to be a long week.
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