Uh...well there werent any AUs done yet so... why the hell SHOULDN'T I???
NOTE- Jazmine and Huey have not ever met before. They are in college (Jaz a freshman and Huey a junior) and dont be all, "Huey isnt OLDER than she is!!" just be patient damnit! it'll all be explained
yah okay so I should mention this… I brought Caesar into the story cos I LOVE him and it bugs me that he isn't in the tv show… but Jazmine got a lot of his stuff so she gets to be closer to huey so I cant complain. Anyway, I always saw Caesar and Jazzy as better friends than Huey and Caesar anyway.
OH! And sorry about the mishaps with the weird postings. 0o I was on some serious crack and wasn't paying attention to what I was doin
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Jazmine Dubois was on her way to her first day of real college class. She had her books all sweetly tucked under her arm, her ipod playing songs from the Hairspray soundtrack and her smile spread proudly across her face. She was dressed in her all time favorite outfit- a striped aeropostle shirt and blue jean skirt. Her hair was straightened and tucked up in a sweet headband that matched the strips of her shirt. She was feeling slightly nervous but that was expected. She tried to ignore the butterflies as she swung open the door, skipping merrily, she hardly noticed the figure going through the door back first, due to his large stack of books.
KABLAM!
The two college students were spralled out on the sidewalk with books, paper and both of their ipods scattered. The boy was dark skinned and had a large afro on his head.
"Omigosh! I am SO sorry!" She exclaimed, starting to help him pick up the fallen items.
"Why don't you watch where you're going!?" The boy barked.
"Hey! I said I was sorry!" Jazmine spat back. The boy scoffed and tried to hurry up.
"I'm very late for a very important lecture and I don't have TIME for this!"
"What's it about?" She asked casually, trying to lighten the air, "The lecture,"
"It's about the Causes of Downfall of Society Based off the Supremacist Power Structure's Demand for Conquest," The boy told her but then turned annoyed at her blank face, "Forget it. I'd expect someone like YOU to not understand,"
"What do you mean, someone like me?"
"Foget it. I'm late enough as it is," He snapped and rose to his feet, storming off before spitting out, "Freshman,"
Jazmine picked up her ipod and turned it back on after sticking the earphones into her ear. Instead of happy music, she was greeted with a very old sounding man talking in a very odd way.
"This,,, isn't mine," She turned around to see if that boy hadn't gotten too far but he was out of sight, She groaned and looked down at the device in her hand. She really wanted her music… but she wanted to return the ipod to the guy more.
Nothing left to do but go to class.
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Huey had just bustled into his class like a mess. The entire room sat as he hurried his way to the front.
"May the Black Revolutionary Underground Heroes meeting begin," He was breathless, "I'd like to apologize for my tardiness. I was held up. But lets start the meeting now,"
Everyone waited in silence as he plugged the ipod into the large speakers in the front.
"First, I would like to share with you a quote from one of my favorite Revolutionists- lah blah blah,"
Pressing play, the entire room was shocked and slightly puzzled to hear very bouncy showtuney music being broadcasted through the small room.
"Then we met and you made me the man I am today
Tracy I'm inlove with you, no matter what you weigh!
Without love-
life is like the seasons with no summer!
Without love-
Life is rockNroll without a drummer!!"
Shutting it off as soon as he could, Huey looked up to see the entire class snickering and muttering things like, "THAT'S embarrassing!" and "Freeman Listens to HAIRSPRAY!"
He growled and pulled at his afro. That girl had his ipod! And he had NO idea how to get it back.
"This meeting will be postponed til further notice. Dismissed," He shouted and the room slowly exited. Huey shook his head and slammed his fists on his podium.
"Stupid… white girl…."
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WHAT!? Jazmine isnt WHITE!! She's MIXED!!!! Huey cant tell!?!?
Heehee im having fun
Btw- the song is called "Without Love" and its from HairSpray the Musical. That part of the song is sung by high school musical guy...uh Zack i think 0o??
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"Gah! It's like he has NOTHING on this stupid ipod!" Jazmine moaned. She was flipping through the options but there wasn't a single song on there. It was all speeches and serious talks from old people, "What kind of a freak is this guy!?"
"Maybe he's a professor?" Caesar offered.
The two were sitting in their dorm. Caesar had his guitar spread over his lap and his arm slung over the back of his chair. On his desk sat a piece of paper and a pencil along with some scribblings. He was having some trouble with his latest song.
"Nah," Jazmine shrugged, "He was definitely a student,"
"So how ya gonna get it back to him?"
"Beats me," Jazmine moaned, slumping hard into a chair, "I miss my music too though…"
"all you listen to is showtunes. It aint natural," He told her, "You should try hip hop or jazz or something,"
"Broadway music has all of those things! And you get a fun story with each one," She pointed out with a big smile, "It's like all music is races and broadway is the American melting pot!"
"Girl, I think you think too much,"
She rolled her eyes and looked at her clock just as her stomach started growling.
"You wanna get something to eat?"
"Sure," Caesar sat down his acoustic instrument and followed his best friend out the door and down the hall where the two argued relentlessly about what they should listen to on the way there.
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Huey sighed heavily before turning his doorknob. Pulling the door open he winced to see his roommate sitting on his bed with music blarring out the large speakers located in every corner of the room. It was some very loud hip hop music that had the bass on so high it made Huey's head ache.
"Hey! You gettn home LAtE! Why you look more depressed than usual?"
"Some white chick bumped into me this morning," Huey started and then shook his head, "We accidentally grabbed the wrong ipods and now I have no idea how to get mine back and I need it for the meetings. I don't know where to even start to look for her,"
"Sucks man. She got any fly tunes?"
"Nothn but broadway shit,"
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ahhhh yah that was kinda weakut it gets better...maybe