The Boondocks: A New Family Member

~ Chapter 23: The Party, Part 1 ~

~ Cindy ~

"Damn... I didn't know Mrs D was down like dat." I said from the driver's seat of my mom's BMW.

Jazmine sighed from the passenger's seat, shaking her head.

We're on our way to the party, looking fine as hell too. I put on my tight blue dress, and lent a green one to my homegirl.

We look like two fine ass b*tches right now.

Reezy gonna regret the minute he f*ckin' cheated on me.

"My mother's a filthy whore." Jazmine mumbled, her arms crossed.

"It's aight, Jazzy. My mom's a hoe and I'm straight."

"Cindy." She sighed.

"Wut?"

"How could she do this?" Jazmine said sadly. "My dad's on an island right now, depressed out of his mind, and my mother, she... Sh-She..."

Jazmine's voice started cracking but I shook my head.

"No. Hell no. We ain't gon' let yo' hoe ass ma ruin da night. Tonight, we ain't worryin' about no mamas or bum ass niggas with big afros." I nudged her, trying to lift her mood.

Jazmine smiled at me, stopping herself from crying.

"Jazzy 2.0."

"Jazzy 2.0." I nodded with a smile, parking in front of Riley's house.

There was already loud music playing, and the sound of people partying from inside.

Me and Jazmine got out, walking towards the noise, and entering.

"Damn!" I exclaimed, seeing how packed it was inside.

Gotta hand one thing to Reezy.

He knows how to f*ckin' throw a party.

"Oh my gosh, how many friends does Riley have?" Jazmine giggled.

I rolled my eyes. "More like hoes."

"Huh?"

"Nothin'. Let's get a drink." I took her arm, pushing past everyone, and walking towards the living room.

I grabbed two cups from the drinks table, passing her one.

"What is this, Cin?" "F*ck if I know." I shrugged, taking a sip.

Jazmine paused before shrugging. "Screw it." She said, chugging the drink backwards.

"That's what I'm f*ckin' talkin' about, Jazzy 2.0!" I smiled, patting her on the back.

"This is so disgusting." She giggled as I laughed. "It's f*ckin' nasty."

"I wonder where Ebony is-"

"Hey sexy."

I turned around, smirking.

It was Dante, a senior from our school's basketball team. He's dark skinned, tall, and f*ckin' fine.

He's also my date for the night.

"Hey Dante."

Jazmine nudged me, whispering. "That's your guy!?"

Yup yup." I smiled at her.

"Where yo' friend at?" I asked Dante as he gestured to another tall nigga a few feet away.

"And dats your date." I told Jazmine, smirking.

"Wait, w-what?" She looked at me, confusedly. "B-But-"

"Got get 'em!" I pushed her, as she made her way over to the guy. After a minute, he took her hand and they walked off.