After Kamala and Kehlani showered, they were told that they would be living with the Knowles family. The two cousins were a bit relieved. However, they were stressed about having to start working. Mathew told them they would each have to give him $100 for rent and $50 to go towards groceries each time they got paid. Which was actually nothing compared to how much it really cost to rent an apartment. In 1999, rent for a two bedroom apartment was $620. Mathew's agenda was simply to teach the girls responsibility. He wanted to prepare them for the real world. Unbeknownst to them, he was planning to give them all their money back when it was time for them to move out.
After Mathew and Tina talked to Kamala and Kehlani, they sent them back upstairs. Kamala was bunking with Beyoncé and Kehlani was bunking with Solange. It would be temporary though. Mathew was planning to fix up the basement for them so that they could have their own space. It would be like a little studio apartment for them.
"Yo, maybe breaking into this house was a good thing. At least we have a nice crib and neighborhood to live in now", Kehlani said.
"Yeah, but now we have to work a boring ass nine to five job. I don't mind sharing a room with Beyoncé's pretty ass though", Kamala said with a smile.
"I don't mind sharing a room with her pretty ass sister Solange either. Even though she got a smart ass mouth. I know how to put her in her place though", Kehlani said with a mischievous smirk.
"Lani....don't try to fuck that girl!", Kamala exclaimed.
"Why not?!"
"Because they'll kick your ass out of here. And if you get put out I'll have to leave too because we're family", Kamala said.
"Cuz....keep it real with me....you know damn well you want to fuck Beyoncé just like I want to fuck Solange. Tell the truth, Kamala."
"I mean, shit....Of course I'm tempted to get the pussy. But, Beyoncé is different. Like, I don't know....she's mature but kind of childlike at the same time. Even Mrs. Knowles told me she's different. So I'm not going to touch her. Plus, I don't want to piss her parents off by fucking their daughter in their house. That's disrespectful as hell, Lani", Kamala stated.
"Now who's acting soft? YOU, that's who!", Kehlani exclaimed.
"Ain't nobody acting soft, Lani! I just don't want to mess up what we have here", Kamala said.
"Whatever. I'm about to head to bed with Solange. I'll tell her not to moan to loud when I put my head between her legs", Kehlani said.
Kamala chuckled and shook her head. "Good night, Lani."
Kamala entered Beyoncé's room without knocking. Big mistake! She saw her completely naked....
"Oh, shit! I'm so sorry!", Kamala exclaimed.
"Look away!", Beyoncé demanded.
Kamala said she was sorry, but her eyes were enjoying the view of Beyoncé's curvy figure way too much.
"My bad!", Kamala said. Then she turned her head.
"You have to knock before you enter my room. But you can look now. I have on my Hello Kitty gown", Beyoncé informed Kamala.
Kamala thought Beyoncé looked adorable in her Hello Kitty night gown. She was definitely sexy, but she also had an innocent, childlike aura about her. Especially since the girl had Hello Kitty stuffed animals and a Hello Kitty coloring book as well that Kamala noticed.
"You still color?", Kamala asked.
"Yes, I like coloring. I color while listening to my CDs", Beyoncé replied.
She also showed Kamala her CD collection. "I have R&B, rap, and pop music mostly. I have every CD in alphabetical order. I also have all my R&B CDs together, all my rap CDs together and all my pop CDs together. My favorite CD is Britney Spears though."
"You think Britney Spears sings better than Brandy and Monica?", Kamala asked.
"No. I don't recall saying that. I just really like Britney Spears. She's my favorite because I remember her from The Mickey Mouse Club. And she was born in 1981. Just like me. What year were you born in?", Beyoncé asked.
"I was born the same year you were. My cousin Kehlani was born in 1982", Kamala replied.
"My sister Solange was born in 1982 just like your cousin. That's probably why momma put them in the same room together and us in the same room together", Beyoncé said.
Kamala agreed with Beyoncé. "Do you want to watch Britney Spears or Moesha first?", Beyoncé asked Kamala.
"It doesn't really matter. Whatever you want to do. Your room, your rules", Kamala said.
Beyoncé nodded and kicked the night off by putting a VHS tape inside her VCR which had music videos, interviews and performances of Britney Spears on it. Kamala actually enjoyed Britney more than she thought she would. It was mainly the pop singer's personality and dancing that she enjoyed more so than her singing. But she still caught a vibe watching the young star.
Then, Beyoncé popped in a tape that was full of Moesha shows. The two girls laughed and enjoyed the episodes. This was the most relaxed, carefree and safe Kamala had ever felt in her entire life. Being around a wholesome girl like Beyoncé was pleasurable for her....
"I'm getting sleepy. We can watch some more stuff tomorrow ", Beyoncé said.
"Oh ok. I guess we should actually call it a night", Kamala said.
Beyoncé did her nightly routine. She turned on her CD player but turned the music down low. She cut on her Hello Kitty night light, grabbed her favorite Hello Kitty stuffed animal and got into bed.
"I hope the night light doesn't bother you. When my cousin Kelly spends the night she likes to sleep in total darkness. But I don't like that. I like my night light on", Beyoncé explained.
"It's cool. You like to cuddle with Hello Kitty I see", Kamala said.
Beyoncé nodded. "She helps me go to sleep. Sometimes it takes a long time for my brain to calm down. I can't fall asleep right away like most people. I'm different, like my momma always says."
"Different in what way?", Kamala asked.
"I'm autistic", Beyoncé replied.
"I saw a movie about a boy with autism before. But he couldn't talk or really function without help. You're not like that", Kamala said.
"Not all autistic people are nonverbal and not all of us need help doing ordinary things. Some of us are what they call high functioning", Beyoncé said as she wiggled her leg under the covers. She was stimming.
"Oh. Well that's good that you're high functioning. Did you go to a regular school?", Kamala asked.
"Yes. I was valedictorian at my graduation back in June. I was nervous to do my speech. But I got through it. My dad told me to just look at him, momma and Solange so I wouldn't get scared. Where's your mom and dad?", Beyoncé asked.
Kamala chuckled. "I can't even tell you where the hell either of them are. My dad is allegedly some Indian dude that I never met. As for my so-called mother, she's a crackhead that I only saw whenever she came begging for money from her mean, racist ass momma. Who me and Kehlani unfortunately used to live with."
"You don't like her?", Beyoncé asked.
"I literally hate my grandmother if I can be honest. Which is why we left her evil ass house two years ago", Kamala replied.
"Well, you get to live here now. So you don't have to worry about her", Beyoncé said.
"Yeah, I guess so....do you have to get a job like me and Kehlani since you're eighteen too?", Kamala asked.
"My dad said I don't have to work until I'm done with college. I start online college courses in a few weeks", Beyoncé replied.
"I can't see myself doing the whole college thing. I don't even have a diploma. But your momma is making us get our GEDs", Kamala said.
"After you get your GED, you should just take college courses online like me if you don't want to go to an actual university. I think you can do it", Beyoncé said.
"Maybe.....anyway, I'm going to try to get some sleep. I have to get up and go job hunting tomorrow", Kamala said.
"Ok.....Kamala, I'm glad you broke in", Beyoncé said.
Kamala giggled. "Why is that?"
"Because now I have a new friend", Beyoncé replied.
That made Kamala smile. "Well in that case, I'm glad I broke in too...."