We landed in NYC yesterday and immediately we crashed in our hotels. As a group I felt we hadn't bond much and neither did Michelle. So we decided on a girls night out even though I was nervous about running into Jay. We wanted to do dinner, a movie, and just dance. My sister Solange school had closed so she came over to spend some time with me.
We arrived at the resturant around 6:30pm and we were all starving.
"Can I get peas n' rice, baked chicken, fried fish, potatoe salad, fried plantian with baked macaroni and a bottle of Coco Cola please." I said giving the waiter my order. As I turned my head forward I saw Kelly, Michelle and Solange staring at me.
"Bey Bey, you wanna tell us something we don't know?" Kelly said looking a little surprised.
"Yea. Sure. I am 7 hours starving. Anything else?" I said with a raised eye brow.
"Okay, well we gonna have the same thing instead of Coco Cola give me a Sprite and Solange a Fruit punch." Kelly said as she handed in her and Solange's menu.
"Whats for you Chelle?" I said .
"Um. Let me have the same as Bey, with some fried chicken separately and an order of cornbread with a Fruit punch and a water."
"Okay ladies your food will be out in less than 20 minutes." The waiter said giving a small smile.
"You guys I am still pissed of at the whole situation with those ass holes- don't you dear repeat me Solange- they are so corny and self-absorbed with their bald head and small dicks." I said causing them to giggle.
"They are all self-titled. They make people wanna believe they are some sex-gods and pretty faces but they are just a bunch of phony dope addicts hiding behind their music." Michelle explained shaking her head in disgust.
"And I can't believe Toya. Doesn't she know guys like them always win, while we looking at her as a slut everyone is cheering that smoke head on as the MVP!"
"Sadly, thats just how the world is."
"Ah, did yall hear about that summer jam festival. I heard its gonna be good. Yea I mean since we gonna be here anyways we should try get in some tickets."
"That would be totally awesome. We could just relax kick of these heels and dance in the sun. I'm down." Kelly said as Michelle nodded in agreement.
As the night went on we ate and headed to the hotel. We spent all night long talking about clothes, men, shoes, houses, cars, marriage & children.
I woke up the next day to Kelly over my face blowing in eyes to signal me to get up.
"Bey. Bey. Get up you have a video shoot today. And you only got 2 hours to eat, bathe, get dress and make it there on time." Kelly said.
"Come in Kelly I can do that in about 1 hour." I said through yawns and lazy eyes.
"No you can't with yo' lazy self."
"Okay just give me 20 more minutes."
"No, get yo' ass up." She said pulling the cover from over me and exposing my body that was wrapped up in a short pants and top.
"You are so not my favorite sister right now." I said placing one foot out of bed and stumbling my way out.
"So who was blowing up your phone last night tho'?"
"My phone? I didn't hear it ringing."
"But It was. Like about 15 times. You got someone I don't no about? And it better not be that jackass Lyndell because I am cutting you off."
I got my clothes from the suitcase and head over to the table next to the television to check my phone.
"Its probably Rodney calling about the shoot."
"I am sure he would've called yo' daddy if it was that important so you can knock that bullshit out the way."
As I turned on my cell phone I saw 11 missed called and 5 texts. The number was familiar but still not recognizable. I wonder if this was Jay's number but it would be too weird. How would he know my new cellphone number or even if I was already in NYC? I thought to myself.
I decided to ignore the calls and messages and head straight for the shower. In about 10 minutes I had finished showering, applying my makeup and getting dress. Because of the video shoot and the clothes my mom had designed was set to expose my stomach, I decided to not eat breakfast and just go.
The ride to the video set was about 30 minutes tops. I tried my best to stay wake as my head found comfort lying next to the car window. We made it to the set in a rich community. I pulled up to the set and saw all of the cameras and producers but Amil wasn't there. So the guy in charge of organization led me to my trailer which was next to one of the directors trailers. As I walked towards my trailer I waved at set members. I got to my trailer door and entered. Inside I saw all the customes and makeup arranged in order. My outfits were not what my mother made out but they were quite nice just a little too revealing.
One of the setup guys came to my trailer alerting me that Amil had arrived and we had 1 hour to go. I was kind of nervous because she knew everyone and I was just a newbie to her set. As I sat down in my chair getting my makeup and hair done Amil came in embracing me in a hug. As I hugged her she insisted that I hurried because one of the video producers was anixious to meet me. As she said that a smile emerged on my face as I became happy. People were starting to notice me collectively as a memeber and individually as an artist.
I quickly got my makeup done as I wore my hair in gold back length locks. My hair was parted in the middle while curls came to the end. I changed into my outfit which was a jeans pants that hugged my tight curves with a half cut shirt that ended under my breast. I topped the outfit of with some black heels as I made my way around to the front of the house where we would capture the first setting.
I stepped out from behind the house and all eyes were fixed on me. I doubt they were starstruck or maybe just admiring my curves. Whatever it was they started to make me feel uncomfortable. I placed my hands around my stomach trying to comfort my uncomfortable feeling. I walked towards the huge cameras that were focused on the grass where our first scene would take place.
I saw two medium dark skinned guys sitting behind the cameras in high chairs which I assumed were the directors. I walked over tilting my head to the left to hide my face. I walked up behind the directors slowly but the click-clacking of my heels gave my approaching away which cause the two men to turn their heads. By the shift of their chairs I knew they had turned to look at me. I quickly took a deep breath and starred at the ground. As I moved closer I raised my head meeting brown eyes and huge high cheeks. I wasn't ready for it. It was JayZ the leading producer.
I stopped in my track frozen. Jay had removed himself from his seat as we stood opposite eachother about 10 steps apart. A weird feeling came over me as the atmosphere started to cave in. Suddenly all eyes were on us and persons started to whisper among themselves.
It was an awkward 2 minutes among us as I stood studying his face wgich appeared with a smile and he did the same but instead moved his eyes up and down my figure. I didn't want another story with me in the magazines so I decided to crack and smile and continue walking. I finally made it over to where they were and greeted them.
"Good Morning." I said taking quick looks at Jay who still focused his eyes on me.
"Hey Beyonce. I'm Richard & this is JayZ, but by the awkward moment just a while ago I suppose you both no eachother."
"We spoke to eachother a few times when I saw him at the studio."
"Oh. I guess you both wanna keep it like that even though we all saw more."
"Well I'm gonna make sure everything to ready to go and you guys can catch up." Richard said patting Jay's back and walking towards the backyard.
The tension between Jay and I went silent again and as I looked at his face his expression changed and his lips came together causing his cheeks to drop.
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