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

12) You Like Me Or Nah?

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The next day...

Cindy's Pov.

"Ay Reezy," I greet as I walk to him at his locker.

"Ay yo," he says plainly.

Paris walks in the hall with her girlfriends, I feel my eyes roll to the back of my head as she passea by. I think she'll wave or blow a kiss like always does, but instead this bitch just gives Reezy a cold glare.

That he gladly returns.

She disappears around the corner.

"Damn. Wassup with ya'll?" I ask as I eye Reezy.

"Huh? Oh we broke up," Reezy says, bored. Damn! Its like he don't even care.

"Fo real? Why??"

He shrugs. "Bitch got trust issues. Thought we was hookin up."

"O-oh!" I feel my cheeks turn pink. He looks at me weirdly. "Wassup wichu?"

The colour from my cheeks disappear and the corners of my mouth slowly turn up into a back. "Nothin. Just hot in here..."

Nigga back on the market.

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Caesar's Pov.

"You know I don't get it man. Most kids who don't like their teachers tolerate them just till they pass," I say as me and Huey walk out of class. Were just from talking about politics and the government and let me just say that...

Huey's not very happy.

Not that he ever is but you get what I mean.

"The government has a good reason I'm sure..." I say uncertainly.

"So if we lie to the government its a felony, and if they lie to us...its politics," Huey raises an eyebrow as he crosses his arms.

I look at him and blink. "You got that from the internet."

"I did not."

"Stop lying. You suck at it, don't think your nailing it because of your poker face."

Huey shrugs. "I'm just smart like that."

"What's another word for butt? Ass...booty...Huey...gluteas maximus...."

"What's another word for idiot? Dumbass...dimwit...Caesar...."

"Nigga whatever. Nx. You just tryna steal my-"

"What're you guys debating about this time?" They look behind them only to find Jazmine catching up and walking between them.

"Just Huey been racist again," I say earning a glare from my friend.

"Its not being racist. Its being-"

"Ay! Who is that?" I interupt as I eye a girl down the hallway. I lick my lips.

"That's..." Jazmine tilts her head slowly, trying to identify the pretty girl. "I actually don't know..."

"Well either way, she gon be mine at the end of the day!" I chuckle at my rhyme before striding away.

Narrator's Pov.

Caesar strides up to the girl who closes her locker just as he reaches her. "Ay ma," he says. "Somebody better call the fire department, cuz you be smokin'."

The brown-eyed beauty laughs. "Ten year olds have approached me with better lines than that." She's a white girl, judging by her face, maybe Chinese with long straight, dark hair to her waist and a smile that would kill.