A Daddy's girl at her finest, Beyoncé whom is in her last year of highschool seems like she has it all. To the outside eye she does. She's in for a hell of a school year with her New AP Psychology teacher who keeps making her break down her barriers...
I looked at my face in her side mirror and sure enough my eyes were slight red. It didn't look like I was smoking I just looked tired or like I was crying earlier.
"Take me home." I said looking at her with seriousness.
"Giselle calm down you are fine." She said trying to calm me down.
"What if they do random drug test at the tryouts?! If I fail it ? My parents are going to think I'm a crackhead!" I was in too deep thinking about my life.
"Beyoncé look at me." She grabbed my face.
"Relax you are not that kind of high it's literally just a buzz Bey you'll probably be sober in like 30 minutes." She coaxed
After taking a deep breath I snapped back into my senses.
"Okay...I'm good" I finally said.
She just nodded and linked arms with me as we started walking to the back of the club.
"Bey don't take anything from anybody. No food, No candy, Gum, or even water. If you sit your drink down even for a second get another one." She was going through a list of things not to do.
"Rih I know you say this every time I come out with you." I told her.
"Then you know how important it." She continued to preach.
When we got inside everyone was greeting her.
"Hey Rihanna thank you for coming again on such short notice." A light skinned man had walked up to us and gave her a hug.
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"No problem Chris, I'm still good to play one of my own tracks right?" She asked after he released her.
"Girl you can play what ever you want as long as you keep niggas jumpin and bitches bumpin ahaha." He laughed.
I tried my hardest not to laugh at the corny ass joke.
"Alright cool, this my best friend Giselle she here with me tonight." She introduced me.
"She look a little too young to be in the club, she 21?" He asked her instead of me.
"Nigga yes she 21 why would I bring somebody underage in this bitch?" She lied.
"Well shit if that's the case wassup Giselle I'm Chris." He licked his lips and tried to Mac.
Rihanna just grabbed my arm and pulled me past him. Once we were far enough from him I whispered in her ear.
"He had vans on."
"I- you know what bye!" She laughed.
"He owns the club. He can wear what ever shoes he want as long as he pays me." She said.
