Onika
October 3rd
Atlanta, Georgia

"Onika I'm telling you, a bear would totally win in a fight against a kangaroo." Amala scoffed, kicking the door open with her left leg. We went to pick up groceries and on our way back she started with the conversation of who's win between a bear and a kangaroo in a fight, I picked team K, now she's dead on arguing.

"Please, a kangaroo would win." I replied dropping my bag on the table.

"Girl I knew you was dumb, but this.. is out of it. A BEAR WOULD WIN!." She yelled. Face palming, I decided to let her win and scrap this convo.

"Yeah, you're right. A bear would totally win." She grinned big, setting the bag of groceries on the table and taking stuff out of the bag one by one.

"So, how's your love life been goin?." She held the same big smile on her face, talking about Beyoncé. I rolled my eyes before walking over to the kitchen island.

"What love life?."

"Don't even act dumb. You spoken to Beyoncé lately?." I smiled a little on hearing her name. We'd been spending time together alot. It's either I was at her place or we were out.

"Why you care though?." I asked switching on my phone, coincidentally, I got a text from Bey.

B.🐝

Hey.

I smiled a little before looking back at Amala.

"I dunno, i just wanna be completely prepared for your wedding." She shrugged.

"That's if you get invited." She let out a loud and extra long and dramatic gasp, putting her hand over her chest.

"Offended!."

"Shut up whiskers." I rolled my eyes playfully before smiling at her. On cue with the whiskers, her cat, came strutting out with a pur.

"Raymus!. Come to mommy." She blew kisses the cat's way before bending down to pick it up.

Barb🦄

Whatchu want?.

"Where are all your bottle waters?." I asked while snooping through her fridge. She had a weird habit of transferring them, it was really annoying on those hot days when her house was the closest to the mall.

"In the other fridge close to Alex's litter box." She was still focused on the cat in her arms while referring to the other one, Alex. Giving her a nod I proceeded to the second fridge and got a bottle of water.

"Has Danica called you, yunno since that day?."

"Uh, no. Why you ask?." I came back out to where she was still with her cat. I just gulped my water.

"She texted me, Ty, Ari, practically everyone yesterday."

"Really, what'd she say?."

"Nothing. Just one word, Tennessee." She shrugged.

"Was it on the group chat or individual texts?." I asked surprised at why I didn't get the text.

"Individual texts. Why she ducking you though. There was no reason you shouldn't have gotten one." She shrugged again. She's right to be honest. Danica is weird on soo many levels.

"I dunno for real, but it's dumb as hell." As if it were planned, I got a face time call from the devil herself. With an eye roll I thought on whether to answer it or decline.

"It's her, ain't it?."

"Yep." I rolled my eyes again, answering the call, seeing her bony cheeks pop up the minute I answered it.

"What?." I asked her showing no emotion. Reciprocating the vibe I gave, she frowned.

"I need ya'll to go to Tennessee." She said, sticking a chip into her mouth and munching loudly on it. Her munching was soo loud I had to reduce the volume of my phone a little.

"Bitc- why?."

"Because, Ming hasn't been focusing school lately and I need ya'll to go after this guy, Roger." She replied pointing at a picture of him on her iPad. "Huge criminal. Responsible for all the illegal drugs in Montego Bay." I nodded my head taking in all the information. "Track him down and send him over. He has men EVERYWHERE so I can't send just one of you, besides once he knows one is onto him and there's no backup, it's done. Plus, he owes me a refund. Made me buy fake shit worth 3.6 million." She said, chewing her potato chips even louder just to irritate me.

"Ugh, when we going?." I asked leaning back in my seat.

"Tomorrow. Time is money, we can't waste it."

"Gah!. Bye." I cut the call, looking at Amala.

"You know I hate her right?." I asked her as she stood up, setting Raymus on the ground.

"I'm gonna go pack." She laughed walking away and into her room. I followed after her seeing if she'd let me take a few wigs.

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I walked up to Beyoncé's doorstep opening the door which I was surprised wasn't even locked.

I entered the living room to see her, her friend, Diamonté, the other weird one, and to my surprise Robyn. She sat with another girl, her hands all wrapped around her ass.

"Titi?." I questioned making her and everyone else turn to me.

"Oh hey N- Barb ie." Shit, almost blew everything for me.

"Why are you here?."

"This is my girlfriend." She pointing at the girl her hands were on.

"Megan." The girl says, I nod.

"Cool."

"Barbie!. When did you get in?." Beyoncé asked, putting extra butter on the bowl of popcorn in her hand.

I was surprised how she didn't hear me talking earlier.

"A minute ago. Why all these people?." I asked crossing over everyone, walking over to her.

"They're my friends, since when do I need to have a reason to have a sleepover?." I shuddered at the sound of the word sleepover. They always creeped me out. All the screaming they do, talk about boys. Makes me cringe.

"Whatever. I needa talk to you." I had to tell her I was going to Tennessee tomorrow because knowing her, worry is what she's going to do when she doesn't see me for weeks.

"Oh uh, okay." She stood up and we began walking over to her room. Midway, the other friend I forgot the name of called me. With reluctance, I turned.

"What?."

"Where you been all day." She came closer and tried pulling me to her. I was grossed out and it could be read all over my expression but lemme just play.

I smiled at her, holding her too.

"In your head baby." I kissed her cheek getting out of her grip and following behind Bey, rolling my eyes once she left.

"So. I'm going to Tennessee tomorrow." I said, taking off my jacket and shoes.

"Aight." She replied dryly, going on her phone.

"Aiit?, that's all you're saying?."

"It's the only thing you heard, ain't it?." She replied with still the same dry energy. I rolled my eyes and shrugged. "What was all that shit with my friend?." I face palmed so hard my forehead started to hurt.

"That's seriously what has you soo mad?."

"Yes. Why is she baby now?." I knotted my brow in a confused look. When her said friend shot her shot towards me multiple times, infront of her, it wasn't a problem. Now I reciprocate her vibes, AS A JOKE, she's starting an attitude.

"You having mood swings or sumn?." I asked, serious as hell. She was all Heey Barbie with a smiley face earlier now she's glaring at me like she'd bite my head off the minute she stood up. She folded her arms and pouted. Sighing, I stood up and went to her.

"Why you mad for real. When she was shooting shots you said nothing, now I just play a little like just 4 words and you're basically killing me with your eyes. I mean, there ain't even nothing going on with us." I said stating the obvious. Nothing, absolutely nothing was going on between Beyoncé and I, even if there was, nothing serious so why the jealousy.

"Well I'm going to miss you when you off to Tennessee and then the last person you call baby is my friend." She shrugged.

"Awwn honey. Your name is literally Beyby. That shit I said to her, don't mean nothing. You know your place." I had no idea the shit I was even saying. But anything to get rid of that green side. She grabbed my face, kissing my lips. I slid my tongue in her mouth working my way with it, making her moan and me pull away.

"I missed your lips." She said making me cringe a little, but she looked cute saying it.

"Not now jelly bean." I chuckled. "I'm going home, gotta go pack. See you when I see you." I said chucking a deuce at her.

"Yh yh. You better not say anything to anyone out there!." She yelled when I was already outside her room.

"I might."

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