The Boondocks: You Like Me Or Nah? {ON HOLD}

9) You Like Me Or Nah?

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Huey's Pov.

I got home and Riley did a few minutes later. He sits on the floor with his game consoler in his hands, tapping rapidly. I just sit on my usual spot on the couch behind him with the newspaper in hand.

"Nigga stop readin. You embarrassin me," he says without even looking away from the screen.

"Were alone, Riley."

"Exactly nigga."

"Nigga that don't make no sense," I say getting annoyed, my ghetto side slowly revealing itself.

He snorts. "Nigga yo face don't make no sense."

"Riley just shut your dumbass up and play your video games." He just looks back to glare at me before playing on.

I pull out my phone and open my chats. No message from Jazmine. I'm beginning to feel worried, I know her. When she's embarrassed she avoids you at all costs just to avoid anything worse from happening.

And we both don't want that.

I glance at my watch. 6:13. I stand up and walk for the door. "Riley I'm going out."

"Ooh ah get it nigga. Happy hour," he winks.

I just glare at him as I put on my shoes and leave the house. As I reach the other side I see Dorothy drive this way and up the driveway. At least Granddad's home. I knock on the door and its opened by Jazmine herself in a pjs, dressed in pink shorts and a white tank top.

She smiles for a moment and looks down. "Hey, Huey..."

"Hi, Jazmine..."

Jazmine's Pov.

I was really embarrassed about asking Huey that. I mean- I want to know how he feels, but it wasn't supposed to come out like that.

But he sure 'answered' me.

He doesn't like me.

He probably likes pretty popular girls like Paris or Keisha.

"Wanna come in?"

"Where your parents?"

"Out for dinner..." I step aside and Huey lets himself inside. I close the door and continue to look down.

"Jazmine."

"Yeah?"

"I-"

"I'm sorry Huey!" I hug him and he doesn't hug back, surprised. "I shouldn't have asked you that! I don't wanna ruin our friendship!"

"Jaz-"

"It was obvious what your answer was! I'm sorry if I made you feel awkward!"

"Whoa. Jazmine you didn't even let me answer." Huey gently pulls me away by my shoulders. "What did you think my answer was?"

"....." I smile sadly before frowning again. "I thought you'd say no."

"Oh."

"You weren't?"

He shakes his head. "Of course not. I was just a little..." he looks for the right word. "Surprised by your...question, but yeah."

"Yeah...?"

"I do..." he clears his throat. "Like you."

I grin. "Like like me?"

He sighs, once again not wanting to state the obvious. "Yes, DuBois. I like-"

I don't even let him finish before launching at him, bhugging him again, tighter this time. At the same time I shove him down and I land on top of him. "Ow! Jazmine!"

I laugh. "We should get matching bracelets! Ooh or rings!"

"No."

"How about one of those cute heart necklaces with pictures of us!"

"Please tell me your joking."

"Oh! Or we could get-"

Narrator's Pov.

Huey continues to listen and deny all of Jazmine's ideas, so long that she forgets they're still on the floor.

Well she's annoying. Huey thinks. But I'm glad she's annoying me.

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Riley's Pov.

So like an hour after Granddad comes back McHater comes in just as I'm passing to walk upstairs. "So how wus happy hour?" I smirk.

"Shut-"

"Huey!" Granddad walks out of the kitchen. "Boy! What ah tell you about goin ova thar without Tom and Sarah!? Not ta mention at night!"

"Gran-"

"What was ya'll doin?? Huh??" He grabs Huey by then shoulders and shakes him. I begin to laugh. "Talk to me boy!"

"Nothing!" Huey pulls away. "We were just talking!"

"Mmhm. 'Talkin' huh? Boy ah swear..."

"I'm serious, Granddad," Huey states.

Granddad sighs. "Aight boy. Only cuz you ain't Riley."

I frown. "Granddad! You don't just put ah nigga on da spot like dat! Ah ain't even do nuthin!"

"Hush boy! Nx. Always makin noise in mah damn house. Shoo." Granddad walks up the stairs and we hear him close the door.

"Mane dat nigga got issues fo real," I mutter as I walk up the stairs.

Huey's Pov.

After Riley goes I feel my phone vibrate and pull it out.

Jazmine: I jst thought of something! What about earrings?

I press my lips before putting the phone back in my pocket and walking upstairs.

Relationships are overratted.

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Narrator's Pov.

The next morning the gang loiters around the parking lot. Huey, Jazmine, Caesar and Riley. Riley leans on a random car as they chat.

"Ay ya'll seen Murph? Or Mk?" Riley asks realising the blondes are nowhere to be found.

"Mk?" Jazmine repeats.

"Yea. Das da nickname ah gave har."

"Its nice."

"Well duh bitch. I'm da one who came up with it."

Huey rolls his eyes.

Riley looks behind him and smiles. "Ay C!"

Jazmine, who's usually happy to see her female bestie frowns instead. "That's not Cindy."

"Say what?" Caesar walks next to her and looks. His eyes widen. "Shiiiiit."

A blonde girl walks up to the group. She wears baggy pants and a baggy top, regular ganster wear really. She bounces as she walks and her one braid sways  from side to side with each of her steps. She nods at the group as they gape at her. "Sup."

"Mk?" Caesar says then laughs.

"Naw nigger its Goldilocks. Who you think?" she says.

"Mindy? What the hell happend to you?" Huey asks eyeing her style.

"Nigger don't call me that! Its Mk! Psh. Tryna make a nigger look all girly and shit..."

"Bitch you look like someone slapped you with L.L Cool J!" Caesar and Riley laugh while Jazmine and Huey keep staring at the wanna be ghetto.

Riley keeps laughing. "Bitch when C-murph see you she gon-"

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!"

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