Chapter 3

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Huey's POV

I woke up with my head on something soft and felt hands gripping at shoulders hard. I looked up and saw Jazmine a sleep clung onto me. I look down to see what I was laying on and saw. . . . . . . . Oh my fucking God.

  "Jazmine, get the hell up.", I said trying to pry myself away from her but she clung to my touch.

  "Nghh..... five more minutes.", she said snuggling into my chest and dozing back to sleep.

  "No, Jazmine. Get up. Don't make me. . . Jazmine stop.", I said as she ran her fingers through my hair getting her fingers tangles and massaging my scalp.

  I set up, sitting on my bed, with her still attached to my chest and engrossed in my hair. I grabbed her hips trying to shove her off when the door bust open to reveal Cindy and Riley.

  "Finally Mchater's gettin it in." "Maybe dis nigga isn't gay", Is what came out of their mouths.

  "Huh. Hey Huey what's happening?, she said still drowsy from before. She looked down and saw the way we were positioned and a blush appeared on to her face.

  I couldn't help but tease her. I grabbed her chin and pulled her in close to me. "Jazmine, like where you're sitting?", I said as her face grew red.

  I picked her up and sat her down on the bed and walked out of the room as Riley ran after me. "Huey, how far ya get?", he said. "Not as far as you and Cindy.", I said walking away from him.

  I smirked as I walked hearing his crying of anger saying 'c-murphs a brother.' Oh sure she is. Everyone notices the way the look at each other, but them.

  Jazmine and Cindy walked down the stair into the living room talking about. .  . I'm not sure all, I know Cindy was laughing and Jazmine was red faced. Hmmm. Suspicious.

  Jazmine's POV

  Riley followed Huey out of his room as Cindy leaned on me wearing a weird smile thingy.

  "So Jazzie how big was it?", she said smirking.

  "What! Are you... talking about?", I said red faced and embarrassed.

  She kept pestering and asking me weird question like 'how was it' and 'he got it in didn't he'. I walked into the living room to try and run away from her. . . questions.

  When I got their with Cindy, Huey was talking to a pinkish looking Riley. Huey looked at us while Cindy was still asking. My faced turned red, once again, and Huey gave out a confused face. Oh, no this is gonna be so bad and Cindy runs her lip.
 

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