It's summer time in woodcrest! See what your favorite characters are up to now that they're older! I do not own the boondocks nor do I own the artwork. If anything in this story matches up to someone in real life it's merely a coincidence! Hope you...
When I came out to my parents they were the most supportive people in the entire world, besides my friends of course, they've always been there for me and it made me feel special. After a long day with my family I really needed a nap. My eyes were drooping lower and lower, Riley's voice omitting from my phone was getting a lot softer. "Nigga I know you not sleep."he said.
His face came into view on the camera causing my phone's screen to light up and my eyes to squint. "Mane call me when you wake up aight, and you better have took them damn iron pills."he scowled. I nodded my head and heard him hang up, my phone finally turned off and I snuggled up in my blanket.
5 hours later
I woke up with my hair sticking to my face from drool, I checked my phone and it had loads of notifications. I opened the groupchat and read through all the dumb arguments they went through while I was gone. There was a video of Jazmine and Huey physically fighting like animals. Chelsea was sending me snaps and sent me a sweet message about how much she missed me.
As I got up I waited for Riley to answer the phone, maybe on the sixth ring he finally picked up. "Hey snow bunnyyyy."he greeted. I set my phone down on the counter and waved in the camera. I pulled my hair back and started to wash my face, Riley immediately started rambling about some slamball tournament tonight. Half the time I'm on the phone with his dumb ass, I don't even have to say anything. Because he just won't shut the hell up.
Don't get me wrong, I love my bestie, but he's a bit much sometimes. When I finished moisturizing my face, I brushed my hair into a messy bun. "Come to the court wimme, having your white ass around give ya boy some good luck. You distract niggas and bitches. Wear a small ass sports bra and booty shorts."he smiled rubbing his hands together.
I laughed and looked in my dresser. When I got ready he pulled up outside of my house and I could hear his loud music. I locked the front door and did a small jog down the long ass driveway. He was bobbing around to his music and rapping loudly, "What you know bout Meek white girl?"he yelled. When we pulled up to the court it was completely dark and a soft wind was blowing.
"Riley are you sure this is safe?"I asked. He turned off the car and looked at me with a serious face. "Aight look, there's a gun in the back seat. If anything go wrong imma yell Blue. And you come grab that motha fucka."he said lowly.
My mouth dropped open and I immediately got scared, "Riley what the hell? Take me home now!"I exclaimed. He busted out laughing and looked at me, "Nigga you think I'm serious?"he chuckled. I hit him and rolled my eyes, "Don't scare me like that, you know if something crazy happens to you I'd go insane."I frowned. "Don't get soft on me."he smiled.
We walked into the gated court area together. I sat down on the bleachers and watched him shoot around. "Flick your wrist more!"I called out, he nodded and did as I said. "Bend your knees too!"I added.
People flooded in to start this tournament, as I listened to the rules they were playing for 500$ and a chance at some new shoes. A familiar looking lightskin girl came and asked if anyone was sitting next to me, "Sorry a lot of seats are taken and I'm just here to watch my cousin."she smiled.
"It's okay, I'm watching someone too. But I feel like I've seen you. You went to volleyball tryouts yesterday right?"I asked. Her eyes lit up and she nodded. We were knee deep in a conversation about volleyball and I didn't even get the chance to catch her name.
Riley came over to me and dapped me up, "Wish me luck bunny."he smiled. He ran off when it was time to start the game, the girl next to me lightly tapped me. "What's your name?"she asked. "Cindy, you?"I asked.
"Angel."she replied.
Two hours into the tournament...
Riley had made it into the final round. A 1v1, the guy was much taller and bulkier than he was. I thought it was unfair but he doesn't back down from a challenge. "You got this Ri!"I called out. "If you don't mind me asking, is he your boyfriend?"she asked. I was confused until I noticed she was talking about Riley.
"What? Oh my god I haven't been asked that since middle school, no I'm gay he's my bestfriend."I laughed. She smiled sweetly, "Sorry I just started talking to him a few months ago and I'm trying to see if he's been feeding me dumb ass lies."she explained.
"Oh my god he talks about you nonstop. He never told me your name cause he was afraid I'd find you on Instagram and embarrass him."I said. Her smiled increased and her dimples had shown. She really has it bad for the demon.
We were talking about him the entire time I didn't even notice that he won. "And that's our winner y'all! Young motha fuckin Reezy! Riley Freeman!"the announcer yelled into the microphone. Cheers were coming from everywhere and I was proud. He jogged over to me and plopped down in his seat breathing heavily. "Wheres my water?"he asked.
I handed him it and watched in disgust as he guzzled the water down in like 5 seconds. "You wouldn't be so thirsty if you had came to get water during the breaks."I scolded. "Shut the fuck up."he panted. I rolled my eyes and remembered Angel was sitting right next to me.
"You didn't even know your Ayesha Curry was here watching you cook."I mumbled loudly. He looked confused until he leaned forward and saw Angel. He stood up and laughed, "What you doin here?"he asked. She got up and hugged him explaining her cousin was playing. "Damn yo blood pretty cold, I met him he cool people."he said.
I almost shed a tear watching my son flirt with his possible future wife. My happiness was quickly turned into utter disgust when they started making out. Publicly. Have they no shame? When they parted, Angel was being called by her cousin to leave, she had this dreamy look in her eyes and was smiling, "Call me when you get home."she smiled.
"Fa sho."he replied. When he turned back to look at me I looked him up and down, "You fucking stank, I know damn well she was holding her breath while y'all was kissing."I mugged. His smiled dropped and he pushed me towards the exit. "Always ruining shit, hating ass bitch."he muttered.
When Riley dropped me off at home, I took a shower and immediately called Chelsea. We talked for the rest of the night and she was stressing about her job but I was just happy to hear her voice.
Before I went to sleep Riley sent me a picture of me with a semi okay message.
Reeeezyyyy😇 : We gon have to hangout one on one fr soon. Love you snow hoe ❤️ ngl if you wasn't a fag i wouldve folded to this pic
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