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

18) You Like Me Or Nah?

*****

"So. You've played lazor tag before?"

"I'm Chinese. Not stupid."

Caesar stops the car in the parking lot. Ming looks out the window at the carnival entrance. Little kids squeal for the excitement they know they'll have as their parents try to pull them back.

"Where are your friends?"

"We'll meet them inside. Let's go." Caesar gets out of the car and Ming follows. "Its my friend Hiro, he's bringing his girl--"

"I'm sorry. Did you say Hiro?"

".....yes." Caesar stares at her. "Why?"

"Caesar, suddenly I don't feel very--"

"Hey Caesar!" Hiro and Clara walk to them from the other side of the parking lot. Hiro squints his eyes as his eyes land on Ming. "Ming? Oh my--"

"You know her?" Clara asks her boyfriend, a speck of jealously in her voice.

Ming makes a thin smile. "Hello, Hiro."

Caesar laughs nervously. "You know each other?" He senses the tension as Hiro and Ming continue to gape at each other. Hiro seems to look over at Ming with a sad frown, but Ming's glare is angry.

"Ex." Ming says flatly, crossing her arms.

"Oh," Caesar and Clara say at the same time. "Well damn."

"Caesar can we go, please?" Ming asks.
She doesn't even wait for him to respond before walking back to his car. Caesar shrugs helplessly at Hiro and Clara. "I'm sorry, but..." He shrugs again.

Hiro just shrugs back. "I get it. You go."

Caesar smiles in relief before walking back to the car. He sits inside next to Ming, frowning at her. She cocks an eyebrow. "What?"

"That was a little rude, don't you think?"

Ming just crosses her arms and looks out the window. Caesar stares at her, wondering if he made a mistake. He shakes his head before starting the engine.

*****

"Reezy?" Cindy says quietly. They were still holding each other, it seemed like a century although it was only five minutes. "Will you be my date to homecoming?" She asks.

Riley begins to open his mouth, but closes it again. "Euh..."

"Wait. Wut??" Riley exclaims.

"I said," the principal says. "I'm banding you from--"

"Oh no you ain't!"

"Don't any deeper than you already are, Mr Freeman!" He scolds, slamming the desk with his fist.

Miss Diaz shakes her head. "This is exactly what I was talk--"

"Shut it fatass!"

"Mr Freeman!"

"Man fuck all of ya'll!" Riley interrupts, shooting up from his chair. "And yo gay ass homecoming! Screw it! And screw, you!"

Cindy frowns as she watches Riley's reluctant expression. He let's go of her and scratches his cornrows with one hand. "Hehe. I was kinda...band. So..." he makes a nervous smile.

Cindy blinks. "Nigga wut? You was band? Band as in, you caint go?"

Riley just looks down with a sheepish expression. Cindy smirks, "Reezy. Youz ah gansta. Y'know wut ganstas do?" Riley looks back up at her. "They break the rules." Riley smirks back at her, "Security gon be tight tho. It always is."