Hey everyone!
This is a new idea that I've been working on and I just want to get it out there.
I love The Boondocks and I've been binge watching it for the last couple of days!
Huey is one of my favorite characters, so I decided to write a story for him!
I hope you all enjoy the first installment of my new story!
AxD
Warning:
This story is rated M because it will contain explicit language. If you are offended by the type of language that is used in The Boondocks I suggest that you not read this story.
Don't say I didn't warn you!
Chakra's POV
May 2011
We'd been living with my grandparents, my dad's parents, ever since the tornado destroyed our tiny community of Egypt, Mississippi last month. My grandparents live in the capital, Jackson. We live in a somewhat nice house, but in a bad neighborhood. Our house had been broken into a couple of times, but my dad and grandpa always ran the perpetrators off. My name is Chakra Dawn Harris and I'm twelve years old. I'm half Chickasaw Native-American on my mom's side and half African-American on my dad's side. My mom's name is Trinity Sky-Harris and my dad is Ezrah Harris.
My dad just graduated from the police academy here in Jackson and had been offered a job in a place called Woodcrest, Illinois. He immediately accepted the offer because he had heard wonderful things about the community and wanted a safer environment for our family, especially since my mom is five months pregnant with my baby sister, Charity Dusk Harris.
"Chakra, come downstairs for a minute." my mother called from downstairs. I always kept my bedroom door open in case she needed something. It was my job to look after her while dad was at school, grandpa at work, and grandma out with her girlfriends from church. I carefully made my way down the stairs and walked into the kitchen where mom was looking at a house on my laptop. She'd had her own, but it was stolen when our house was broken into last week. I went to sit beside her at the kitchen table. "This is going to be our new house when we move to Woodcrest, baby. Isn't it nice?" She turned the computer my way and on the screen was a pretty nice, two-story house with a two-car garage, chimney, and manicured lawn. It had sandy-colored bricks, a large four-paned window on the front, a smaller one on the very front side that looked like it could've belonged to a basement, an arched doorway, and white panels around the upstairs area windows.
"It looks great, Mom! I can't wait to move in." I said as I got up to get a glass of apple juice. Mom closed the laptop and put a hand to her swollen belly. I went back upstairs with my juice and sat down at my empty desk. Boxes with my belongings filled every corner of my room. I still had a few posters on the walls, but they would be coming down soon, too. I looked around at the lavender walls then set my glass down and proceeded to remove the posters right now. The California flag with the bear, an assortment of posters from various animes, a unicorn poster, and a poster of a brown bear catching a fish in a waterfall. Yea, I like bears. I had already taken down all of my handmade dreamcatchers and packed them away.
Most people thought of me as a hippy; I didn't really understand why, though. I guess Chakra Dawn does sound kind of hippyish, but I don't follow the typical hippy quota. I've never been a fan of weed, plus my parents would more than likely kill me if they ever caught me smoking it. I'm not against the government, either. I don't see the point in trying to remove the system and replace it with what? Anarchy? I don't think so. I'm not saying that I support a lot of what American politics is all about either, because I don't. Especially with all the shitty things that have happened to my people. I'd rather let the government handle its own shit as long as I have my civil rights.
I continued packing up miscellaneous things around my room, seeing as we were moving tomorrow, until I started getting tired. I laid down on my bed and promptly fell asleep.
I awoke later that evening to sounds of laughter from downstairs. I yawned loudly, then headed to the bathroom down the hall so I could wash up for dinner. Being careful not to get the washcloth stuck in my snakebites like last time, I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and redid my plait that had gotten messy as I slept. I checked my nose stud and eyebrow ring to make sure they hadn't loosened, then I finally made my way downstairs to eat dinner with my family. My dark brown eyes lit up as I smelled Granny's fried catfish, potato salad, ribs, and corn salad. Granny turned around and smiled at me as she wiped her hands on a dish towel. I didn't see Granddaddy, so he must've been working late tonight. "Help me set the table, baby and take them damn piercings out of your face."
"Yes ma'am." I smiled and mentally rolled my eyes as I grabbed the plates and set one at each place. Granny told me the same thing every time I came for dinner. Only dinner, though. I put out the utensils then helped Granny put the food on the table. Mom and Dad came into the kitchen, laughing and being all cute and what not. Dad pulled out Mom's chair for her and she carefully sat down, her large belly almost touching the table. "Hey baby girl, are you excited about the move?" Dad asked as he sat down at the table. Granny put a large plate of fish on the table and Dad began piling his plate with it. I took my place at the table and put some fish, corn salad, potato salad, and a few ribs on my plate. "Yes sir. Mom showed me the house today on the laptop. It looks nice. Granny is the cornbread done yet?" I asked as I began to eat my fish after drowning it in ketchup.
"Almost baby. I'm waiting for it to get golden brown on the top just the way you like it. You know I have to send my babies off with a good meal." Granny said as she placed her hands on Mom's stomach. Mom smiled and rubbed her belly as Granny got up to get the pitcher of sweet tea.
"So, I guess I'll be going to school there. Hopefully it doesn't suck." I said, licking my fingers then wiping them on my napkin. Mom shot me a look and I just shrugged.
"The name of the school is J. Edgar Hoover Junior High. It has wonderful ratings, I read them on , the site where we found the house. I'm sure you'll love it, baby girl." Dad said as he cracked open a beer and took a gulp to wash down all the fish he just ate. I just shrugged again and ate some of my corn salad.
When dinner was over, I helped Granny clear the table and clean up the kitchen. I finished that and carried my laptop upstairs to my barren, box-filled room. I ran my hand over the cover of my laptop, admiring all the stickers I had decorated it with: butterflies, forrest animals, mythical creatures, anime logos, and in the middle going across diagonally, my name in dark blue, sparkly letter stickers. I opened the cover of my white 17" HP laptop and powered it on. I entered the password and loaded the Firefox web browser. I Googled Woodcrest, Illinois and clicked on the first result, which happened to be Wikipedia. "Hmm, let's see what we have here. Oh, current residents." I clicked the link and came upon a list of names with pictures. The first was an old black man with gray hair and glasses.
"Robert Jebediah Freeman. War hero and civil rights activist. Wow, a civil rights activist in the neighborhood?" I scrolled down the page a little and came upon a picture of a boy that looked my age with a huge afro and a scowl on his face. "He looks pleasant. Huey Freeman, age 12, ex-domestic terrorist. The fuh?" I scratched my head then just moved on to the next picture. A boy with dreadlocks that was flipping off the camera. "Riley Freeman, age 10, A.K.A. Yung Reezy, the Fundraiser." Oh my gosh, what is going on in this neighborhood? Oh, who am I kidding, it can't be any worse than what goes on here in Jackson. They don't look so bad. I shut down my laptop and crawled into bed, falling asleep moments later. Tomorrow we'd be on our way to our new home.
Well, there's the first chapter!
This story may be a bit of a challenge for me,
but I have good ideas for it!
I made Riley and Huey older because this story is going to skip to the future, 2016, where Chakra, Huey, and a few other characters will be 17 and Riley will be 15.
I hope everyone enjoyed it and leaves some feedback!
This is my first ever Boondocks story and I want to know your thoughts so far!
AxD