Boondocks: The New kids.

Hope.

Huey's POV
I keep my peddling my bike, further away from the scene. I am mad at Riley for getting us mixed up in his business. I pull into the driveway and hop off my bike. I head inside and go upstairs to my room. I pace around the room, thinking about my next moves. I suddenly hear some sirens, they surround my house and get louder and louder. I hurry outside, seeing what the problem was.Two officers stepped outside of the vehicle, pulling out their

weapons and aiming them at me. "GET DOWN!" The white officer said, aiming at my head. I place both of my hands in the air, getting on my knees. The white officer, heading over to me and grabbed me by my afro, shoving my head in the dirt. He places some cuffs on me yanks me onto my feet. He shoves me into the back of the vehicle. I had no idea why they were arresting me. A small crowd gathered around our house. I lower my head. Before long we were already heading off to the station...----I end up in a interrogation room. A black detective comes in and takes a seat right across from me. "So, we found your finger prints at the scene of the crime... And upon searching your home, we found weapons in your room." He places a evidence bag, with a my gun inside on the desk and then crosses his arms. "Now this doesn't look good for you. So either you come clean or I'll have to put you on a bus to jail. And then to prison..." He says. "We have your finger prints and the weapon.. What's it going to be?" I look up at him. "I didn't do it." I say and then look back down. "Okay, let's see if that holds up in court, you criminal." He rises to his feet and takes me by my forearm, guiding me out of the room. He escorts me to my cell. I lay down on the bed and close my eyes.

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Riley's POV I open my eyes, looking around the wooded area I was in. My whole body was numb as fuck. I rubbed my head. "Where am I?" I scramble onto my feet. I walk around for a bit. The last thing I remember was hearing Huey's voice and then it was silence. I wonder around and find a dirt road, I smile a bit, it hurt like hell. I look around and I realize, that I'm in a fucking country side. I fall onto the ground. "FUCK!" I scream and my echo taunts me. I reach into my pockets, seeing that i still have my phone and it's dead.

"Ain't that some boolshiet!" I put my phone back into my pocket and begin walking around for a bit more. I found a little cabin. "Anybody home?" I said before I barged in. It was empty dark, shit was wet too... I found myself a corner and sat down. Before long I drifted off...

----Jasmine's POV Iwalk up to my house, finally home from school. I look across the street, seeing police cars and tape around the Freeman home. I walk into my house, to see my parents, staring out the windows, looking over at the Freeman residence.

"What's going on over there?" I ask.

"Looks like they're taking Huey to jail, again" My dad says, as he closes the blinds.

"I'll go see what's going on." I say, as I walk back towards the door.

My mom steps in front of me, putting both of her hands on my shoulders.

"I don't like that's the best thing to do, you've only just started going back to school. We don't want anything to happen to you, Jazzy."

"What's the harm in checking it out?" I push past my mother and walk out the front door.

I opened the front door, I half-jog across the street and I see Huey Freeman being took away in cuffs, AGAIN! I turn to "Ruckus" who was heckling Huey. "That's what you coon!" He shouted. I walk up to him and he begin speaking. "Do you know why they are arresting him?" I ask.

He stares at me for a bit and then answers. "This coon, killed two men. His granddaddy and a sweet, red-faced white man."
"What?!" I say, screaming very loudly. I quickly place my hand over my mouth embarrassed. I push past the crowd and sprint back over to my house. I open the door and I'm met with my father's gaze. "I told you not to-.." I interrupt him. "Dad, you need to do something! He's going to jail for something he didn't do!"

Tom raises an eyebrow, and places a hand on my shoulder. "How do you know that he didn't do it, Jazzy? Do you even know what these kids are capable of? They've only just moved here and is causing all this trouble. I don't want you going around that house anymore. Now, go upstairs and do your homework." Tom finished. "But dad-" He changes his tone. "Now!"

I hung my head and walked past him. I felt sorry for him, all this trouble. But, maybe dad was right. How do I know he didn't do it?

Huey's POV.

I woke up to a sound of my cell opening. The guard was putting another inmate into my cell. He had dreadlocks looked about my age.  Once the guard left, he looked up at me (He was on the top bunk), mean mugging me.

"You want something I say?" I said.

"Nah, I just recongize you from the news, when they accuse of shooting dat girl." He said.

"Huey, is it? I'm Michael Caesar."

I looked at him from top to bottom. His arm was covered in tattoos and he had some dreadlocks. I figured it'd do me some good to start making friends in here. "What you in for?" I asked.

"Shiet, they got on some drug dealing." He responded. "It don't matter though." He lowered his voice. "I work for this Jamaican dude, this dude like the king of the slums. Big bro can get anybody out of a tough situation, don't matter how deep, you just better be ready to pay it back." I started thinking, this was it.

This Michael Caesar was sent from heaven to help me avenge my Grand dad and Riley. I studied Michael for awhile to see if he was telling the truth.

"What you in for?" Michael asked.

"Something I didn't do. This one sick bastard who for some reason targeted my stupid brother and now I'm in here and accused of killing his father. But, you can help me? I just need you to make sure you tell him, if he helps me avenge my granddad and brother, then I'd repay that back for the rest of my life."

I looked at Michael with a desperate look. He looked like he was thinking real long and hard. "I'll see if he can post your bail, I can't promise anything. This man doesn't trust a lot of people." Michael responded... Just then a guard appeared infront of our cell. "Michael Caesar, your bail has been posted." Caesar stood up quickly, and he looked back at me. "Hang in there, bro." He said before leaving.

Riley's POV
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I woke up a few hours after I fell asleep. I looked outside and it was almost dark. I rubbed my eyes and stood up. I stumbled out of the cabin. I took a look around and it looked like I was far out  from the city. And I was hungry as shit. "Why didn't I listen to, Huey?" I said, before I began walking...

To be continued....

Sorry if this was a short chapter. I'm a bit rusty and I wanted to make a new chapter after making y'all wait a year. So yeaahhhhh