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❝Love?❞

HUEY POV

It was after school, and I was home alone. well, I won't be for long since Jazmine is coming over. But I remember why I mainly wanted Jazmine over. Not only do I almost always work with her in projects but, every time we take it home it's always at my house. I love it. And quite frankly, I love her.   I really do, but I'm still a tourist and the government is still after me. And I refuse to put Jazmine in that drama, she's not mentally or physically ready for such a life threatening challenge.  But enough about that, I'm going to text Jazmine and see where she is.

Me:  Hey, Jaz?

Jaz❤♕:  Yeah Huey?

Me: Are you on your way here?

Jaz❤♕ : Yeah, I'm at the door now. Are you gonna open it? 

Me: Of course. See you there.

I slide down the railing and opened the door, seeing she was standing right there. "Hey, Huey."

"Hi Jaz, come on in." I smile, stepping aside as she came in.

"Soo, Malcolm X notes, right?" 

"Yeah, I have mine upstairs, do you have yours?"

"Some of it, I left some in my locker at the school. Sorry."

"That's no problem at all Jaz, you can use mine."

"Thanks, Huey." She smiled at me and hugged me tightly. 

I hesitated before hugging her back. After awhile I tried to slowly move out of her arms but she wouldn't let go. I lifted her up and held her bridal style, staring into her emerald eyes as she blushed. "Huey?" I hear her say.

"Jazmine."

"What are you doing?"

"Can't I carry my best friend up the stairs?"

She didn't answer and just rested her head on my chest and of course, I let her. I carried her up the stairs and set her down on the edge of my bed. She smiled before grabbing her notes and setting them down on her pink binder. I had to think of something to break the awkward silence between us. I shuffled closer to her and rested my arm on her shoulders, she quickly looked up at me.  "Something the matter Jaz?" 

"Of course not." She smiled, resting her head on my chest once again. 

"Jaz, we should really get started with the project."

"Okay, Huey. What do we do first?"

"Well-" before I could finish my sentence I heard a knock at the door. "I'll be right back."

"Okay, I'll be right here," Jazmine said before sitting up and grabbing her pencil and writing our names on the corner of the paper.

I nod and head down the stairs and opened the door, I see someone there. It was a girl. Like the girl, Riley told me who had kissed him. But, different.

"Hello?" I say, looking at the girl with squinted eyes.

"Hey, McHater." The girl said. 

I recognize those blue eyes and the nickname McHater. "Cindy?"

"In tha flesh." She grinned.

"You did your hair in cornrows? And dyed it black..?"

"Yeah, you like it?"

"Well, you look different. Are you looking for Riley?"

"No. I'm lookin 'fo Jazmine. Can you call her down here real quick McHater?"