A/N: Hello everyone! After reading such amazing fan fictions here in the Boondocks section. I wanted to added at least one of my own. I had this story wandering in my head for some time now after thinking about something funny I watched during the Boondocks. So this is my first attempt and hope you enjoy.

I hope everyone enjoys and please review.

Disclaimer: I do not own Boondocks.

Seeking

Chapter 1

There couldn't have been a more perfect day. The sun was shining, birds were singing and flowers were in full bloom. It is the best day to have a wedding. People were waiting to see the newest couple joined in holy matrimony at the church in only few hours.

Everything was set. The flowers were delivered, the people were taking their places in the pews and the media was setting up for the greatest wedding between the congressman's daughter and businessman's son. Everyone was excited about the wedding that was soon to be coming.

Everyone but the bride herself.

Sitting in the waiting room was our bride; Jazmine Dubois. She sat staring out the window wondering if this is really what she really wanted.

Peter Dwyer was everything a women could ever dream of having. He was smart, handsome and successful being the youngest project manager at his firm. They started dating in college during their junior year, him in business management and her in nursing. He proposed after graduation in front of family and friends during a party. Their parents were over the moon. She said yes after some time.

But Peter wasn't … him.

Him, she thought, I haven't thought of him in a long time.

She thought about how different Peter was to her ex-boyfriend. They were way different from each other. Maybe that's why Jazmine wanted a man like Peter Dwyer, because he wasn't what her ex was.

Peter was sweet, always thought of her even when he had long business trips he frequently had to attend, like sending her flowers just because he thought of her. He believed in belonging to a good community and attend church when he could. Always followed everything by the book. And also he was white.

But Huey Freeman wasn't anything like that. He was an enigma, someone you had no idea what he thinking. He believed in action when it came to the injustice of the world. He hated to say sorry even when he was in the wrong, which was rare for him. And he was black.

They were different from one another but Jazmine couldn't help but to think of Huey.

She always knew she would love him until her dying day.

But every time she thought of Huey it always come to the worst day of her life. The day he left. He and his brother Riley went back to Chicago after their granddad passed away. Not only losing granddad was hard on Jazmine but losing the only family that accepted her just for being her was a lot to handle. She wanted to go with him but he didn't want her to follow him.

Instead of going to Brooklyn College like Huey and her both planned. She ended up going to the University of Maryland. The same place where she met Peter. They never done anything because Peter believe in being pure on their wedding night, hell she still lived with her parents. That will all change once she became his wife.

Thoughts like this always gave Jazmine a headache.

She still sat on the couch all alone, staring out the window. Her fizzy strawberry blond hair was kept back from her face, her veil covered most of her hair.

She felt uncomfortable in the huge ball gown with lots of tulle, crystals and beads. But no matter her thoughts were still on the memories.

The door opened in comes in one of Jazmine's oldest friends, Cindy McPhearson.

"Oi, what the fuck with all of the fucking media here? Ya think some royalty shit is happening," said Cindy, "and your mama is being one hell of a bitch. Thinking she all that and a bag of chip."

Jazmine couldn't help but laugh, for one moment her thoughts weren't on Huey.

"Ay, why do you wanna marry that gay ass?" Cindy said, sitting down beside her.

Jazmine had to think about that question, why did she want to marry Peter.

"He kind, caring and I know he will take good care of me," she said.

Cindy gave her a look of disgust.

"Girl you gotta be fuckin' trippin'. That was the worst answer I ever heard," Cindy said.

"What kind of answer do you want from me?" said Jazmine.

"The kind where ya ain't givin' me some bullshit answer," Cindy replied.

Jazmine just stared out the window again.

"Jazzy, I want ya happy and ya ain't happy."

She turned to Cindy and smiled. She could always trust her friend to say what was on her mind. But Cindy didn't know Jazmine was already having these thoughts. They sat in silences for some time, each thinking about what could have been.

"Jazzy something ain't right about this, I don't want ya to get hurt," Cindy said after some time. "I love ya as if ya were my own sista, I don't want to see that hurt again."

Jazmine gave Cindy a side hug, letting her know she understood.

The sister moment was gone once the door opened again. Sarah comes in a whirlwind with activity.

"Cindy I need you to help the guest get to their seats now!" Sarah ordered.

Cindy got up and gave Sarah a dirty look before leaving, Sarah giving her one right back.

Once Cindy left, she turned towards her daughter.

"Oh Jazmine, everything is going to be perfect. Everything is in place and I just saw Peter, he looks so handsome. Oh Jazmine you are going to be so happy and you look so beautiful."

Jazmine can only give her mother a small smile. Sarah's cellphone went off.

"What can this wait? What? No that wasn't suppose to happen. What? No I will be right there to fixed it," she said ending her called.

"You are doing the right thing honey, he is going to make you so happy," she said getting up to leave to do whatever she needed to do.

Once Jazmine was alone, she turned again to stare out the window, the memories of herself and Huey whirling around in her head.

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