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

17) You Like Me Or Nah?

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It was a slow morning. Huey sits down stairs in his usual spot on the couch after his shower, reading the morning paper while the news plays on the television. Riley walks into the room from out the kitchen, holding a carton of orange juice. He drinks out of it before grabbing the remote and sitting on the couch next to Huey, changing the channel to BET. Huey looks up for just a moment and glares at him, but says nothing as he turns the page.

"Boy!" Granddad yells walking down the stairs in just his towel. "That betta not be mah orange juice!"

"Mornin ta you too, Granddad!" Riley tells back as he raises the volume.

"Boy..." Granddad swipes the carton from him. "Yo ass lucky mah belt upstairs!"

"C'mon Granddad! I'm too old ta be gettin' whooped!"

"Not in mah house! Shoo! Drinkin mah orange juice..." Granddad angrily walks out while Riley glares at his back.

Knock knock.

"Huey! Get da door!"

Huey sighs before folding his newspaper under his arm and walking to the door. He opens it with his free hand. "Jazmine?"

"Hi Huey!" Jazmine chirps, her curly hair flows down her shoulders. She wears a flowery sundress making Huey raise his eyebrow.

"Why're you dressed like that?"

"Why're you dressed like that? Its date day silly!"

Huey frowns as he looks down at his t-shirt, grey sweats and socks. Shit. I forgot about that deal.

"Sooo!" Jazmine claps her hands. "What did you plan?"

"Oh I planned something alright. Come in..." Huey steps aside, letting Jazmine step in as Granddad walks back up the stairs.

"Hi, Mr Freeman!"

"Hi, Cutie pie! What ya'll doin?"

"Huey's taking me on a date!" Jazmine smiles at Huey as he frowns.

Granddad laughs. "That boy taking a girl on ah date? Heh, good luck, Cutie pie." He continues to laugh as he walks upstairs.

"Are you gonna change?" Jazmine asks Huey.

"Follow me." He walks upstairs and Jazmine follows him into his room. "Now close your eyes."

Jazmine giggles as she obeys. "Is it a surprise?"

"Sure. Call it that." Huey leads her to the bed and makes her sit down. "Now hold out your hands."

Jazmine does that.

Huey walks over to his shelf and pulls out a book, the shortest book from.his perspective and hands it to her. "Now open your eyes."

Jazmine frowns deeply. "A book?"

"Yes, but that's not the exciting part." Huey walks around the bed, still with the newspaper he was reading. He sits down next to her and starts reading.

Jazmine gapes at him, wide mouthed. "Huey Freeman. Are you joking? You better be."

"A day reading with your boyfriend isn't romantic?"

"No, Huey. Its not."

"Just try it."

"I don't even understand the books you read."

"Your black. You'll catch up."

Jazmine sighs as he leans back on the pillow, leaving the book on her lap. "You're the worst boyfriend ever."