**Late June 1999**

Beyonce Knowles sat in her elegant room on her bed listening to her group’s new album, "The Writing’s On The Wall" one last time to make sure it was perfect before Columbia Records would officially release it next month. She was wearing blue jeans, a white top that said "I LOVE NY" and a red bandanna over her beautiful blond hair. She was barefoot as usual and nodded her head in approval as the last track ended. Beyonce got up off the non-made up bed and got the CD out of the stereo & placed it in the case. She looked at the album cover that had her three of her best friends and herself on it. A small smirk appeared on her face as she looked at herself in a white outfit with her hair in braids.

"Man, I don’t like how ‘dem braids look on me now. It’s too late now." She sighed as she stuck the CD down in her pocket.

She opened her door to hear a loud television down the hall. She thought it was her little sister, Solange, at first but then she remembered that their parents had made her move downstairs. Beyonce walked down the long flight of stairs and walked through the kitchen that had a huge white refrigator and a white stove. It also had a little bar with three blue stools. Then, she walked down a small hallway and there was her father’s office. The door had a gold plate on it that read "Matthew Knowles." The office was more neat and clean than it usually was. There was a big brown wooden desk which was where her father was sitting in a leather chair talking on the phone to somebody. The carpet in there was red. Two long book cases covered the walls. Books were inside of them but not many. The desk was covered with papers all over it. Her father was looking at one of them with a oval green lamp giving him light. He was wearing a gray shirt with buttons tucked into some black church pants. He looked from the paper and saw that his daughter had sat down in the chair that was in front of his desk.

"Look, you gotta call me back, man. I think Beyonce is finished listening to the album." He hung up and didn’t give the person a chance to respond.

"Am I interrupting you, daddy?" Beyonce asked.

"No, you fine, sweethart. So is the album perfect?"

"Yeah, this one is gonna put us on the map, I just know it."

"Fine. I’ll call Columbia Records up tomorrow and tell them we’re ready. The street date that they’ve told the record stores is July 19th."

"That’s good, about a month from now. ‘Bills, Bills, Bills’ is already #1!. The radio won’t stop playing it, the man stays people keep requesting the song."

"Columbia called me and told me that ‘Bug A Boo’ will be the next single. Be sure to tell Kelly, Toya and Tavia."

Beyonce got up, took the CD out of her pocket and tossed it to her daddy who caught it in his hands.

"Will do."

She left the office humming "Life" by K-Ci & JoJo.

"That’s my baby." Matthew said.

She walked upstairs and made her way down the white carpet and passed her bathroom and her cousin, Kelly’s room. She found her good friend and fellow Destiny’s Child member, LeToya, with her eyes stuck on the loud television with her mouth dropped. She was in the area that evrybody came when they just wanted to chill. There was a big red couch and blue & silver pillows decorating it. There was also red love seats scattered across the area too. LeToya was holding a teddy bear and was laying on the couch. Her hair was in a ponytail. She was wearing a large white t-shirt and blue sweat pants. Beyonce walked over and tapped LeToya, who blinked out of watching the television.

"Girl, what is you watchin’ that’s so loud?" Beyonce asked.

"Wrestlin’, you wanna watch it with me?" She replied as she kept her eyes on the four men that were wrestling.

"Toya, you know that stuff is fake. I don’t know why you waste your time watching it. I can’t get down with guys fake punching each other."

"It ain’t fake, Beyonce. WCW is the only one that’s fake but ECW & WWF is real. Come on, you ain’t never sat down and watched it so you can’t say it’s fake. Sit down." LeToya said as she pulled Beyonce down beside her on the couch.

"Okay, okay. I’ll watch it...just this once." Beyonce agreed.

"Where Kelly at?"

"She in her room sleepin’ probably. Remember she was in the studio the other night putting the finishing touches on ‘Now That She’s Gone.’ Toya, I’m tryin’ to tell ya, this album is hot! I just finished listening it. We gon’ sell like eight million copies of this mothafucka."

"I know, girl. We worked hard on this one. Solange and me listened to the whole thing today too. I didn’t realize it was gonna turn out so good. Maybe the white people will start liking us now. I mean, ‘Bills, Bills, Bills’ is already #1 on the charts. The streets is feelin’ the video too."

"Yeah, this one is gonna blow up..."

"Alright, you gon’ have to be quiet now. Wrestlin’ back on." LeToya interrupted.

"Well, you can at least tell me who the wrestlers are."

"Oh, my bad. Alright, that black man in that bright green vest and the pants to match is The Godfather. That white man in the black underwear that has that big purple V on it is Val Venis. Those girls standin’ outside the ring are the hoes." LeToya said as she pointed them out on the screen.

"Hoes?" Why would females want to be called hoes?"

"Calm down, girl. It’s just a storyline. They probably got those girls from local strip clubs or somethin’. You see, The Godfather is a pimp and those girls be walkin’ with him to the ring whenever he gotta wrestle. Val Venis is an old porn star so the girls like him already." LeToya explained.

"O...kay. Who is ‘dem other white boys over there?" Beyonce asked.

"That old man standing outside the ring yellin’ is Michael Hayes and those two is the Hardy Boyz. The one with the black hair is Matt Hardy and the one with the blond hair is Jeff Hardy. They brothers in real life and they’re the Tag Team Champions."

"Oh, okay. Matt Hardy is kind of cute." Beyonce said.

"Well, you can’t have him ‘cause I got on the Internet the other day and it said that he went with this girl in ECW. That comes on Fridays. If we home, I’ll show her to you."

"What’s her name?"

"I don’t know. Her wrestlin’ name is Miss. Congeality. But I think Jeff is cuter than Matt. Aw...damn!" LeToya yelled as Michael Hayes broke up the three count that Val Venis had on Jeff for the disqualification.

"Wait a minute...who won then?"

"Dang, girl. I gotta explain the rules to you too. You see, when you got a title match..."

"What’s a title match?"

"It’s when you have to put a belt on the line. The belts are the Hardcore Championship, European Championship, Intercontinental Championship, Tag Team Championship, WWF Championship and the Women’s Championship."

"Women do this stuff too?"

"Yeah, girl. There’s a black girl there too. Her name is Jacqueline but anyway, when you have a title match, you have to win by getting a three count or making the person submit. Yet, you can’t win the belt when the champion gets disqualified so Matt & Jeff keep the belts. That’s why Michael Hayes broke up the three count."

"Oh, okay. I get it now. You know, Jeff is pretty cute when I think about it harder." Beyonce said as she watched the Hardy Boyz & Michael Hayes walk up the ramp while they held their belts in the air much to the crowd’s dislike.

"See, I knew you would see things my way. I ain’t saying Matt is ugly but Jeff just looks better than him. Is Tavia still out with Brandon?"

"I think so. I ain’t hear her come back. You think we should’ve done the duet on the album with Jagged Edge since she goes with one of the members instead of Next?" Beyonce asked.

"Well, it’s too late now, Beyonce, but I think the duet turned out pretty good. Everyone don’t know who Jagged Edge is yet but everyone knows who Next is so just let it stay the way it is. I heard some cuts off of Jagged Edge’s new CD. It’s hot just like ours. They’re gonna call it ‘J.E. Heartbreak,’ I think."

"Sounds cool. What time does wrestlin’ go off?" Beyonce asked since she was getting a little bored.

"Eleven o’clock."

Beyonce rolled her eyes and got comfortable in the couch as the next match came on.

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