Pink Stilletos-i thought up the idea after reading mizzcookielover fic "Beauty is only skin deep. if ya haven't read it by now: READ IT! its great. but i don't own her ocs or anything, i was inspired by the stilettos part...my fav. I DO NOT OWN THE BOODOCKS!!
a little oc, but everyone knows each other, but my ocs are still in it! ... i don't know what else to say, kind of hard. wait hold on-the creation of the story! for once i didn't think this up myself, it happened in P.E. (after gasping from breath from doing taebo) when i asked my friends for inspiration.
me: nikki, i need help
nikki: for what sa?
me: i want to think up a new boondocks story-a romance one
nikki: with which characters?
me: i guess i can try huey and jaz...people seem to like that couple.
nikki: hell naw, huey don't do it like riley-let it be riley!
me: (roll eyes) fine nikki
my friend nikki loves riley over any other character. me myself is a huey fan, and if animation could somehow combine with reality-my naivety would stem from jazmine. but guys, i know not all you guys are riley/jaz fans, but please read and review...please!! it doesn't even matter what type of review ya give me, if ya don't like it...i'll just smile and say "at least they took the time to read and review it"!
the plot is simple: the heatwave is in woodcrest, a big one. jazzy goes to the park to pay her due to someone that she really cared for, but died in the park. and riley is just there to shoot some hoops. its safe to say that they both got more than they bargain for-because of those damn stilettos! jazzy is really oc...in the beginning.
There has never been such a hot day in Woodcrest as there was today. No one saw the heatwave coming, not even the weather team. Yesterday was a perfect setting, a beautiful day. Now, most people turned on the fans and air conditoning, to get some cool chill. Those days where a person could walk barefoot on the streets, sidewalks, or any type of pavement what so ever had came to an sudden halt.
"You never notice when a heatwave comes in," an 18 year old girl said, "you never know".
She walked alone in the park, the sun shining brightly on her. People passed by and were amazed by how she took the heatwave so easily. She walked in such energy that only a bodybuilder should have at this temperature, she smiled sweetly to anyone who passed by her. A few heads turned around as she walked saucy down the sidewalk, and they had a right to be.
Jazmine had hit puberty at the age of 13. That is when the hormones of growing up became active, and her body took a whole new turn on the meter. She was shaped like her mother, a large bust, but a shapely behind. She was wearing dark blue shorty short jeans, and a light pink tank top that read "Kiss Me" in a dark shade of pink, with lips to make an emphasis on their point. There was one accessory that wasn't an actual organ on her body that caught caught many people's attention, including the ladies.
While everyone wore sandals, tennis shoes, and any other "summer wear" Jazmine did not. Of course she didn't! No, she was wearing light pink Pastry stilettos. Stilettos that were at least four inches high, and she walked in them as if they were slippers. Her hips twisted, and she indeed she twist. Her golden hair was now flat ironed, having a slight flip at the end, that reached to the middle of her back.
Her heels clicked upon hitting the pavement, her smile never wavering. She made a right turn and began to walk on the soft (surprisingly cool) grass that the people who did not have fans or air conditioning came to lie. Some were even getting a nice tan. She continued to make her way until she stopped at the large willow tree in the center of the whole park. Right under the broad tree there was a small bundle of dirt. She kneeled down to the dirt, patted it gently, and found herself crying.
"Oh Princess," she sobbed, "its all my fault-I should have been watching you".
Two days ago, while walking in that exact same park, Princess Jazmine's beloved pet poodle died. As any other day, she was walking Princess as always. She made a quick stop by the large willow tree, to let Princess do her job, but got distracted when she got a call on her cell. She had unknowingly let go of Princess' leash, and the dog began to run crazily into the street. As we all know, not many people are kind to animals.
When Jazmine finally realized her dreadful mistake, it was too late. A large purple/blackish jeep unmercifully ran Princess over, and kept on moving. Jazmine scurried down the hill that led to the main street, and fell to her knees, tears dropping all over. Princess had suffered a very painful death, her body covered in tire tracks. Her eyes had both popped from her tiny little head and got eaten by a sparrow. She begged her dad for the funeral service to do well-done job on her job, and they did do the best that their ability to reanimate deceased animals for their funerals would apply.
The funeral was small. Only her parents came, Cindy, Caesar, and the infamous duo Huey and Gwen. By Caesar's perspective they were having a very "turboulous moment". She didn't understand what that meant, but it didn't matter-her beloved Princess died. Let alone died the same fate that many dogs, cats, and any small four-legged creauture dread.
Becoming road kill.
"My baby"!! She wailed, "Why Princess-why"!!
She covered her face with her hands, her wailing uncontrollable. Being in the Drama Club, Jazmine drove her fine fingernails into the dirt where her precious Princess was buried. Unknown to her, those fanatic tears and wails were becoming a problem to a certain person at the basketball court.
"Ey bitch, shut yo ass up"!!
"What the," she twirled her head around, "who do you think you're talking to Riley"!?
Yes, it was the infamous Riley Freeman. At the age of 16, Riley did some growing. Like his older brother, he was fit, very fit. Somehow, he still contained that facial charm that was evident in his youth-despite his very "notorious" views on most things. He was holding a basketball in his right arm; as well wearing the casual clothes that called for street ball. A white muscle shirt, that made girls his age and sometimes older drool, and shorts that made it to his knees. His regular negative attitude didn't really change though.
"I'm talking to yo wimpy lil ass," he snapped back, "shut the f& up-we tryin to play a game"!
Jazmine got to her feet, wiping the dirt off her knees, she crossed her arms. "Tell me," she demanded, "who is they"?
"My boys-bitch," he directed his hand to the court, "we can hear yo pissy ass cries way ova there"!!
"This is the freaking park," Jazmine shot back, "I can do whatever the Hell I want"!!
"I don't care"!!
"My dog just died"!!
Riley didn't say anything at first, and then he smiled. "You mean that ol' white lady type of bitch, it died"?
"Yes Princess died, she got ran over, you asshole-you didn't even come to the funeral"!!
Riley's face scrunched. Apparently, his dream of the dog (which he had numerous dreams of) gettin run over by a car, a painful dream-became a reality. "Dammit, by time that dog got his ass killed"!!!
Jazmine's mouth gaped open, the bastard. "How dare you, I know you and Princess didn't like each other, but that is just cruel Riley"!!
"So what," Riley flipped her (the finger), "I'm going to tell the boys bout this funny shit"!!
Riley turned away from her, still laughing. He left Jazmine there, in her sorrows. Her mouth was opened slightly, the tears still flowing. That is the point of time that she remembered something that Gwen told her when they were about 14.
"You must really like Huey".
"Yep, he's so...different, you know"?
"Not really, he's annoying lil mothafucka".
"No he's not, he's smart, cute, and sensitive".
"...you lost me at cute, I admit he has intelligence".
"Yeah-he's gonna be my husband some day"!!
"Yeah, good for you-what about Riley"?
"What about him, he's mean".
"To be specific, both Freeman brothers are cold assholes, Riley just doesn't have any good judgement".
"But he's so mean, how do you handle him Gwen"?
"Whenever Riley or Huey pisses me off...I kick their asses, no hesitation".
"How"?
Gwen looked at Jaz, "Use any sort of weapon around you, if you cannot use your fists".
"They really respect you, Gwen".
"I know-that's the great thing, they don't see me as a weakling".
Taking Gwen's advice whole heartedly, Jazmine clenched her fists. She looked around the area, hoping to find anything that would be some assistance to her. That's when it hit her. She looked down at her feet, a broad (true) smile appeared on her face. Taking both of her shoes off, not caring if they burned like Hell, she began to run after Riley. Unaware of the apparent danger that would soon befall on him, Riley laughed at the dog's death. Princess and Riley never did get along well.
A few days after first getting the dog, Jazmine brought her over to the Freeman household. Caesar and Cindy found the dog most "cute" and "fun", playing with her most of the time. Huey and Gwen remained indifferent about the dog, and only said these words:
"Do you think it can be trained to do missions"?
"What the Hell kind of question is that"?
"In some cases, the government does use small dogs to do certain missions-a poodle would be the perfect size".
"Gwyneth, that is...possibly true". He actually said that full heartedly too.
In the few minutes that passed, the small pup found its way up to the room in which Riley and Huey shared. The pup didn't seem to be intrested in Huey's possessions; however that did not go down for Riley. Squeezing itself into the closet where Riley kept most of his concealed weapons...it smelled like dog pissed when Jaz found the dog sleeping on the floor of the room. Since that incident, Riley had an intense hate for the dog.
That didn't matter now though. Jazmine was racing down to Riley, and was going to show him what was on her mind. There was no time to react, no time to stop it. Jazmine jumped wildly in the air, held on tight on Riley's bodied and began her assault.
"What the f&"!! "Jazmine, get yo skinny ass off of me"!!
"Hell no"!! "You're going to apologzie-RIGHT NOW NIGGA"!!
"Like shit I will, I ain't gonna say I'm sorry"!!
Jazmine growled and did what Gwen said...beat the shit out of him with the nearest weapon in hand. Those damn Stilettos. Holding the heel in her grasp, she beat him continously against the head and wasn't going to stop anytime soon. Riley struggled trying to stay up, not getting knocked out, and still holding Jazmine at the same time. People watched in shock as curse words flew out of Jazmine's mouth as she continued to beat Riley.
"You lil bitch," she screamed, "say sorry now"!!
"Neva"!
"You such a lil punk ass, I've been nice to yo ass since you were eight, and this is what I get"!!
"Jazmine stop I can't keep up with this any longer"!!
"NO, YOU SAY SORRY, YOU LIL MOTHA FUCKA, SHIT HEAD-APOLOGIZE NOW"!!!!!!
As Riley said before, his body couldn't handle getting hit everywhere with stilettos. He swayed to the left, then to the right. Jazmine, blinded by rage and the motivation to beat the living days out of Riley. He fell to his knees, both tumbling down the hill. Nobody assisted them, didn't even attempt to help them. They continued to roll down the hill, until their bodies hit the pavement.
"Bastard," Jazmine mutterd before closing her eyes, "say you're sorry".
wow. that was fun! hehehe. now ppl who likes the idea of jaz/huey...don't get attack or bite my head off. i'm attempting a fic on that couple right now, i just don't know how to begin...
the whole plot began P.E. (really pe?). its weird really, but fun at the same time. i just wanted to see how it would be if those two did get together.
jaz...she was oc in this, i think. i say its an improvement, maybe huey will see something in her that would be most "beneficial" to him.
nikki also thought up one for gwen/huey as well-if u think i should post another gwen/huey plz do tell. and once again thanks for droppin by!!