Beyonce's POV
I have this one backup dancer that stays behind after everyone else has left. The other dancers make her fall onto the ground. She hates dancing with the other girls. She is really good at the move's. Today I am doing something that will make her happy.
"Guy's I need to talk to you guys." I said. They looked at me. "I am premoting one of you." I said. They all squealed. "That person is Y/n." I said. "What she is not even good." One girl said. "She is really good when you guys are not making her fall." I said.
"Y/n can you show them?" I asked. She looked at me a bit shy and nodded. She fixed her clothes and picked a song.
I smiled at her onced she was done dancing. The girls rolled her eyes. "She will be the one to fire you if you need to be fired." I said.
The all looked scared.
