Huey Freeman's Guide to Dating

Chapter Thirteen: The Best Policy

Step Thirteen:
So now you've made your choice. 
About time. 
But the thing is, they'll know until you tell them. 
So what are you reading this for.
Get up and make it happen!
Go tell them how you feel!

Ugh, sunlight.

Jazmine woke up and groaned at the rays shining directly in her face.

She dragged herself downstairs and snatched a note off the fridge. It was from her extremely apologetic father, explaining that Mr. Freeman's wedding was toda,y and he'd agreed to be one of his groomsmen.

Her heart sank when she realized there was no way she could go, especially after everything that happened.

Huey made it clearer than clear.

He didn't see her that way, and now, he never would.

Not with Arielle back in the picture.

If she went to the wedding, everything would be ruined, and their friendship would be over for good.

So instead, she turned on the TV, scrolling to Disney Plus.

It was time to see what Star Wars was all about.

"No, Huey!" Granddad cried as he and Riley tugged on the handle, trying to get inside. "Ebony's ass is too good to be with someone like me! We all know she can do better! Her ass is beautiful, smart, and curing incurable diseases every goddamn day! This ain't gon' work!"

Riley pushed past Huey, snickering.

"Duh, nigga!" Riley glared at the door. "Her ass is a catch, and you an old nigga who wears purple speedos every other day!"

He dodged Huey's open palmed smack.

"But, aye...obviously she likes all that shit! If she didn't, she'd have been gone." Riley shrugged. "A nigga's tryna keep eatin' all those good meals she be cooking. And like you just said, ha ass ain't no dummy! She knows what she's doin' and she likes it." He nodded. "So open the door, nigga! It'll be alright! Ha ass clearly don't want noone but you. Granddad!"

Huey raised a brow when Granddad opened the door, just as surprised as he was.

"Boy!" He stared over at Riley. "Did you just show me some compassion?"

He moved over to hug him, looking at Riley like he'd won the lottery.

" I always knew if I kept beating and punishing you for actin' a fool, something like this would happen!" He cheered. "All my hard work with yo hardheaded ass has finally paid off!"

Riley moved back, frowning.

"Compassion?" Riley snorted. "Nah, nah! I just think we should make sure this shit happens fo' ole girl finds a new family to spoil. It's bad enough she'll have Huey's hating ass as a grandson, but living closer to Ruckus? That ain't right." He smirked, his eyes trailing to the groomsmen waiting in the other room.

"Besides, ion' know if you noticed, but Tom's been working out, getting his life together and shit." Riley leaned forward, whispering into Grandad's ear. " He's younger, wealthier, eager to please, and Jazmine'll be moving out real soon." Riley nodded. "If you don't make this happen, she might just move on to Tom."

Granddad gasped and dragged them both inside, a lot more pep in his step.

"Boy, you're right!" Granddad rushed to the dresser, dabbing at his face with one of handkerchiefs. "Huey, get the cufflinks! Riley, make sure my shoes are good! And steam my tux, too!"