《Past Is The Past [Finished]》Girl Talk
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Angel's POV
We sat down to eat and after I said grace for everyone we ate. I was eating like I never ate before.
"Girl, slow down." Leon said laughing. "Ain't nobody gonna steal it."
"Habit." I said slowing down.
I wiped my mouth.
"So what's going with everybody. I'm out the loop." I said.
"Well I finished the first half of my tour." Bey said.
"Yeah, I heard about that. Some girls were talking about it." I said.
"I got some dates coming up." Solange said.
I nodded and looked around. I don't care who talked.
"My album coming out." Kelly said. "And I'm doing X-factor."
"In the UK again?" I asked.
"The US." She said.
Everyone told me what they were up to and I have missed so much. Luckily in the detention center them girls still talked a lot so I wasn't that much behind. I looked at Leon.
"Well I'm going to the eleventh grade." He said laughing. " And you coming with me."
"No I'm not, I'm not going back to school." I said.
"What?!" Everybody said.
"Yes you are." My dad said.
"You damn right you are." My mom said.
"No, I got-"
"I know that situation happened but you getting your diploma." Bey said.
"Wait-"
"Your going back to school." Kelly said.
"GED! I got my GED!" I said.
Damn, they wouldn't let me get a word in.
"Oh." They said.
"Yeah." I said.
Leon was beside me laughing and I hit him.
"Shut up." I said. "I can actually apply for college if I want to. I took the SAT's and did ok."
"Do you want to go to college now?" My dad asked.
"I don't know." I said. "I doubt it. At least not now. I would like to be eighteen like everyone else."
They nodded and we went back to eating. When Leon left and we finished dinner I went to my old room. I opened the door and everything was left the same. My bed was made and I still had clothes in my closet and draws but I doubt I could fit them. My laptop was still on my desk. All my shoes were neat like I liked them. I heard someone behind me and it was Bey.
"I figured you would be in here." She said.
"Yeah, it's crazy." I said. "Everything's the same."
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She put her arms around my shoulders and I hugged her. I missed my big sister. Bey is someone I cannot live without. She is apart of me. Even though she is sixteen years older than me we are really close.
"I missed you so much Bey." I said.
"I missed you too." She said.
"Can y'all stay the night?" I asked.
"You mean me or all the girls?" She asked.
"All of y'all." I said looking up at her.
With her being like 5'7 and me staying at 5'4 I literally had to look up to her.
"We were staying anyway." She said.
I smiled.
"Thank you." I said. "And we can watch movies, and talk about boys and eat junk and listen to music-"
She covered my mouth.
"Angel, I got it." She said.
"Where's mama?" I asked.
"Her room." She said.
I left her and went to my mama's room. I saw her on her bed and I ran and jumped on her bed.
"Uh uh, not on my bed." She said. "And take them damn shoes off."
I kicked my shoes off and snuggled up to her. She looked down at me and laughed. She kissed my forehead.
"I'm glad to have you home baby." She said.
"I'm glad to be home." I said. "Mama, I missed you so much."
"It's okay, as long as you learned your lesson you can start anew." She said.
"I plan to." I said. "The girls are staying over."
"I know." She said. "Just keep it down out there."
"We will." I said as I kissed her cheek and left.
I went to take a shower and put on some night clothes. They were pretty small since I grew out of them. I walked into the living room and they all laughed.
"It's not that funny." I said.
"You need to change." Kelly said.
"That stuff is too small." Michelle said.
"Check with mama, I know she got something for you." Bey said.
I walked into my mom's room.
"Mama, don't laugh but I need something to sleep in." I said.
I saw her wanting to laugh but she was holding it in.
"Okay, go ahead." I said.
She laughed as she went in her bathroom and came out with a bag.
"Leon thought you might need this." She said.
I took the bag and went to my room. It was a YMCMB shirt and superman boxer shorts. Thank god for my best friend. I went back in the living room.
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"Much better." Solange said.
"Thanks." I said. "Can one of y'all take my braids down?"
"Thank god, I was waiting for you to say something." Kelly said.
I eyed her.
"Sit here." Bey said.
She sat on the couch as I sat between her legs. She started taking down my braids.
"So how were you in there?" Kelly asked.
"It was bad at times." I said.
Bey yanked my hair.
"Why didn't you tell us?" She said.
"Because at the time I thought I deserved it for my stupidity but I was okay after that. It was bad the first month." I said.
"How did you know some stuff we were doing?" Solange asked.
"Well first everybody loves the Knowles/Carter clan." I said laughing. "Girls was talking and stuff and we got to watch a little TV and some radio."
"Man, so do you regret what you did?" Michelle asked.
"Yeah, I was hanging out with the wrong people and it was my own fault." I said.
"I bet next time you'll listen to Leon." Bey said. "And us. Just because you sixteen don't mean I won't beat your ass."
"Here you go." I said laughing. "I got it."
"Why haven't you ever been into Leon?" Kelly asked.
I just looked at her.
"That's eww, he's like my brother. That can never happen." I said.
"My bad." She said laughing.
"Well who are y'all dating?"
Everybody said single except Solange.
"Oh, don't tell me you got a boo thang." I said laughing.
"Yeah." She said laughing. "His name is Alan."
"Cool, what he do?" I asked.
"A director." She said.
"Nice, I gotta met this man." I said. "So tomorrow y'all gotta make sure I'm fly. I can't be dressing like its 2011."
"That's true, but we got you." Bey said.
"So how was birth?" I asked.
"It was...an experience." She said laughing.
"What like Solange? I heard her screaming from the waiting area." I said laughing.
"Shut up." She said hitting me.
"Actually it was the opposite." She said.
"Man, I wish I could've been there." I said.
I feel really bad missing all this stuff because it was my own fault.
"Hey, don't feel bad. We’ll make new memories." Bey said.
"Yeah, like the epic shopping trip that will have tomorrow." Michelle said.
I smiled and looked at these women before me. I had a special relationship with all these woman. With Bey, she's my oldest sister and helped raised me in a way. Kelly, that's my hugging buddy. We always hugging and I can make her laugh a lot. Michelle, that's my goofy buddy. We make a joke about everything. Solange, now we used to always butt heads because she never wanted to take me anywhere when I wanted to go with her but when I got older we got closer.
As everyone fell asleep I was still up. I went by the window and just looked out at the city that never sleeps. It's crazy, one wrong move messed up everything but I can't keep acting like a victim. I just gotta do better.
"Why you still up?" I heard.
Bey was behind me.
"Thinking." I said.
"About what?" She asked.
"My life and what I'm gonna do." I said.
"Been out one day and thinking of a master plan." She said smirking.
I chuckled
"It's just tough." I said.
"Listen, it's summer. Just live your life and have fun. You've been punished enough." She said. "How about you come on tour with me."
"Nah." I said.
"What you gonna do? Hang around daddy house all summer?" She asked.
I shrugged.
"Look you can be my assistant. Like a little summer job." She said.
"Bey, I don't know." I said. "Isn't Angie your assistant?"
"You can never have too many but think of it as being with me and mama and getting to know your niece." She said.
I looked at her and looked back at the scenery. I mean, it couldn't hurt plus I get a paycheck.
"Okay, I'll do it." I said.
She hugged me and kissed me.
"Alright, now lets get some sleep." She said.
"Yeah about that. Y'all can sleep out here if y'all want but I'm finally sleeping in a bed." I said.
"Good idea." She said.
"Nobody invited you." I said.
"Oh shut up." She said and mushed my head.
We lay in my bed.
"Now you keep those ice blocks you call feet away from me." I said.
"Oh shut up." She said.
She put her feet right on me.
"Beyyy." I said.
She moved her feet and I finally went to sleep.
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