Onika "Where do you want to go for spring break?" I asked Beyoncé.
"Let's go to Europe."
"Europe? That's interesting."
"Or anywhere with you, that'll make me happy." I smiled and pulled her close to me kissing her slowly.
"I want you," she whispered.
"Like right now?"
"Yes."
"You gon kill me, girl."
"Mrs. Carter," I called raising my hand.
"What?"
"Can we go to the bathroom?"
"I don't really care."
"Ok." I stood up and grabbed Bey's hand and led her into the bathroom. I made sure no one was in there then I pushed her back into a stall. I pulled her pants down and put one of her legs up on the toilet.
"You ready?" She looked down at me and nodded.
•-• "What does that say about the universal appeal of Shakespeare, Nicki?" Mrs. Williams asked.
"That there are different-" I was cut off by a girl walking into the class. She walked over to the teacher and handed her a paper.
"Ok class, this is Amber. She's new so let's make her feel welcome."
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"Go sit next to Nicki and Beyoncé in the back."
"She's pretty."
"Keep fucking playing with me Onika."
"Damn. It was just a compliment."
"Compliments that you can't give out."
"Umm, hi."
"Hey, I'm Nicki and that's my girlfriend Beyoncé." Bey leaned over and kissed my cheek.
"I like it when you introduce me as that. It got me wet," she whispered in my ear.
"Calm down Giselle."
"Beyoncé are you paying attention?" She looked at me and bit her lip.
"Most definitely."
"To me that is."
"Oh, sure."
"So you're set to do this book work?"
"Sure."
"Where's the bathroom?" Amber asked.
"Where the sign that says 'bathroom' is." Beyoncé nudged my shoulder.
