Carefully (boondocks FanFiction)

Act i Genesis. Chapter 1

_______________________________  "Witness state your whole name for the court"
"Riley Escobar Freeman."
"What was your relationship with the victim?"
"He was my big brother."
"So that would make Mrs.freeman your sister in law correct?"
"Yeah."
"Describe how you recall meeting the accused?"
"I remember she was this funny looking kid. I didn't know white people could have fros,even though she wasn't white. Jazmine was this loud,whiny,bratty thing that didn't come with an off switch. But she was sweet though. Huey didn't understand that. When we first moved he didn't really like her like that. As a matter of fact he couldn't even take her. But they was like glue ever since. She was always by his side."
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                Woodcrest

This wasn't a good day. There was no one here my age here to play with. My best friend Cynthia McPhearson was away at her grandparents for the weekend. So I was here all alone. Besides Cindy I really didn't have any friends. I was the weird mixed breed with the nappy hair.

Wasn't a lot of black kids and I didn't fit in with the white kids either. I didn't look like any of them and they reminded me every single day. Every day I was put down and tormented by little white girls unless Cindy was by my side to defend me and scare them off.

I was alone on a beautiful day like this.

I spent the afternoon looking out the window when a moving van pulled up in the house across the street. Following the van was a beat up old car that had to be a 1970s Lincoln or some kind of Cadillac. I had just remembered my father mentioned something about timid deer lane getting new neighbors this week. Supposedly our new neighbor was an older army Air Force veteran of WWII.

Getting out of the car was an older black gentleman with balding grey hair and glasses. Next to get out was a little boy with long cornrows that needed re touching badly. Maybe I could go and offer my skill. The last person I couldn't see very well because they already walked away from the car. All I could see was a big thick head of hair like mine.

So it appears as if our new neighbors was an old man,a little boy and a little girl I could make friends with. And they was all black. The only black people I knew in woodcrest was uncle ruckus(but according to him he wasn't black) and my father Thomas DuBois.

My mother Sarah told me we was going over to meet the new neighbors. I didn't know if the new girl was into dolls or not so I brought Miss.Wellington with me.

I remember thinking the house was a bit much for just the three of them. But then again so was ours. I was an only child and it looked like my parents was going to keep it that way.So I didn't understand why my parents had the extra rooms.

My parents greeted the new family,the Freemans,with my mommy's casserole to which the boy with cornrows insisted looked like hot garbage.

The old man said his name was Robert Freeman.

"I thought you had two kids here?" Daddy asked. I wanted to know too because I couldn't find the girl I saw earlier.
"I do."  Mr. Freeman replied " This one is Riley. He'll be 8 in March. My other grandchild just turned 10 in July."
"That's splendid." My mom shrieks "our daughter Jazmine here will be 10 next week on September 10th. They'll be in the same grade."
"That's a great idea. She can show them the ropes. Aye Riley where is that other one anyway?"
"McHater outside reading."
So she likes books?

   While the adults was talking and Riley was watching tv I decided to take a look on their porch for "McHater" as Riley put it. I make it outside and on the Freemans lawn is the one with the big thick hair like mine in a lawn chair. I approached the kid with miss.Wellington in my hand.

Ok Jazmine time to break the ice and make some new friends. I thought to myself.

I tapped the girl's shoulder to get her attention.
"Hi."
She turned around to face me and I was met with an aggravated scowl.

Oh my god.

This is NOT a girl!
This is NOT a girl!
This is NOT a girl!
This is NOT a girl!

It was a boy. A boy who happened to have a great amount of hair. His eyes had this chocolate brown color with a tiny hint of red. He had a defined jawline. Also really thick eyebrows that bent into a frown and I could see he was annoyed.

He was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. "Beautiful" was not usually a term most would use to describe dudes but this was the only word that came to mind. He is everything I never knew I wanted.

I didn't realize how long I was staring at him at him until he was yelling and waving at me.

"YO! ANYBODY HOME?! WAKE UP!"

I quickly snapped back into reality after I realized he was talking to me.
"Huh?"
"You came over here to bother me and you zoned out. Whats your problem?"
"Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to do that."

I got nervous and started to fumble my fingers around. He was still waiting for me to talk.

I guess I made it this close might as well introduce myself.

"I'm Jazmine. I live across the street." Pointing to my house " what's your name?"
"Huey." He was very dry about it.  "I saw you coming from across. It's good to have more black people around."
" wow...um what made you think I was......black?"

  Actually my mother is 1/4 Irish, 1/4 Swedish and 1/2 German. On my fathers side is part Cherokee and my grandfather mostly French,I think, because he's originally from Louisiana and his father was Hati,I think. That makes me black and white. I'm white just as much as I am black.

"First off Mariah, your afro is bigger than mine."

What? I haven't even known him for five whole minutes and he has already managed to offend me. Why would he insult my hair?

"I don't have an afro. It's just a little frizzy"
"So was Angela Davis's,who also had an afro. You have a fro."
"Who is that?"

I was vexed. How was he going to tell me about my own hair?

"Hmm. This looks like the worst textbook case of afro-denial I've ever seen."
"WHAT?"
"This ones serious. Looks like I have some work to do here."

Huey closed his book and got up. He proceeded to head north away from me.
"Hey wait up!" I ran after him. "Where are you going?"

I followed him to some little hill I've never seen before. We sat there. I talked while he attempted to read and explained what Afro Denial was.

I know I bothered him and I should've walked away but I couldn't. Something about him I couldn't stand at all but I was curious and needed to know more. Deep down i think I probably needed him but I think he needs me more. I felt like he was in alone in a dark room but I could be the one to turn on the lights.

He wouldn't smile or laugh for me. I won't rest until I see him smile. No matter what it takes.

End chapter. The first chapter of book 1. Some of the conversation between Jazmine & Huey came from the boondocks comics. Thought I mentioned that so I don't get sued. In this story dates such as birthdays are significant because I use horoscopes and astrology a lot for the characters. More to come soon. Thanks for supporting vote & leave comments ❤️