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Chapter 1: How It All Started
On a long highway a 1980 apple red Cadillac, was to be seen driving into the outer limits of a city. But, it wasn't the car which was of importance, no, it was the people inside. 2 of them were having a heated argument while the other was rubbing his head in pain from the strike to it just moments ago.
The one driving was an elderly man, about 80 years old, from the looks of him. He has white hair and going bald. He wore a green vest with khaki pants and brown shoes. He had a dark expression on his face as it was contorted in anger. This man was Robert Jebediah Freeman and he was starting to get pissed off.
In the back seats of the Cadillac sat two young boys. The one to the right was younger than the other. He was 8 years old. He wore a white wife-beater and baggy blue jeans with light brown Timberlands. He was the one rubbing his braided head from the smack to it by his grandfather. He had a frown on his face as he looked to the boy sitting on the other side of the car. This boy was Riley Escobar Freeman and he had a headache thanks to his granddad.
The older one didn't even give his little brother a sparing glance as he glared heatedly at his grandfather. He was 10 years old. He wore a white t-shirt and fitting blue jeans with black tennis shoes. His eyes, like the other 2, were maroon, but his was a sharper shade of the color. He, like his brother, has black, but unlike his brother, his was a large afro. He was Huey Percival Freeman, and he hated Granddad right now.
"Boy, what the hell did I say? You're goin' live here and like it, or I'm go get my belt!" Robert shouted at Huey, who didn't even flinch as he scowled at the man.
"No, I don't see why we can't just live in our house. No one said you had to buy a house, in a completely different state, with our inheritance." Huey countered calmly, but they could tell, that he was yelling, in his own way.
"Dammit boy! You can't live in that damn house! Your parents died 2 years ago and we just found out 2 weeks ago! I still don't see how in the HELL you did that! Just make everyone believe they were at work, or at school, but nnnooo they asses were dead! My son! How the HELL did you do it?" Robert yelled in confusion that a 10 year old had them all fooled, for 2 damn years.
"It was easy. None of you visit for the holidays, or birthdays, and you all had a grudge against dad for marrying mom." Huey replied calmly with a shrug. It wasn't hard to bury them since Chicago took care of that. They had been fine; until Auntie Cookie had come over for her DVD they borrowed. 'God-dam Napoleon Dynamite, I hate you.' Huey thought as he inwardly rolled his eyes for Riley's love of the movie, while Granddad turned on to street.
"Well it doesn't matter, cuz now we're going to be living in this city. It's called Woodcrest, and you betta love it." Robert said with an angry look at Huey through the rear-view mirror. Riley stopped rubbing his head as a grin appeared on his face.
"They any hoes out here, Granddad?" Riley asked as Robert growled and reach behind his seat. He slapped Riley so hard that his head hit the back of Granddad's seat. He got up quickly as he started rubbing his braided head again.
"Boy, what the hell I told you 'bout cussing?" Granddad yelled as he turned another street.
"I still don't see why we moved from Chicago, Michigan to Woodcrest, Maryland anyway. We could have stayed in Chicago instead of this; White's Ville." Huey said as he gazed out the window looking at all the white people.
"Shoot, I ain't about to get my black ass shot just cuz you want to be in Windy city. Just last week some nigga tried to break into my house. I had to be that nigga with my golf club before his crackhead ass would run. Oh no, we moving here; where all the white people live, so if some nigga wants to steal, he can rob 50 houses before even see ours." Granddad said as they turned a corner to a dead end street. They drove for another minute before stopping at a house like all the others on the street.
"Fine, I'll live here, but this isn't over with." Huey said darkly, as he remembered the crackheads that tried to break into their old house. It was only thanks to him having found his dad's old katana that they had fled, after losing a hand. They got out of the car and started put their boxes in the house.
"No, it is over with. Huey, just stop complaining and enjoy this peaceful neighborhood. No crime, no pollution, and no crazy-ass niggas to fuck with us. Its great and you should enjoy that." Granddad shot back as he bent over to stare the young boy down.
Huey only nodded his head. He understood that his Granddad wanted a peaceful life. Aunt Cookie couldn't take them in, because she wasn't their closet living relative, and the fact that Granddad got them, or rather their large inheritance, first. Huey was smarter than Granddad anyway as he had taken his half of the inheritance out before Granddad got to it. Riley was the only dumb one, because Huey told him to get a bank account, but he didn't listen. Not that Riley cared too much after Granddad said he bought a house with some of the money. Riley only cared that 1/2 of his part of the inheritance got them this 2-story house, all the furniture, and food inside.
They spend 5 hours unpacking their things into the house before they settled down to watch a movie for their first night there. It was already 11pm, so Huey wanted some sleep. He took a shower and put on a t-shirt and boxers before falling asleep in his room. Granddad had tried to make him and Riley share one, but Huey shut that down with a Riley move. Simply put; it was totally gay for them to share the same room. Granddad agreed quickly and gave him the room closest to the stairs as Riley got the other one.
The Next Day:
It was an early morning, around 8am, when the door bell rang. Granddad shouted that he'd get and 5 minutes later yelled for them to get their asses down there. Huey put on some jean pants and walked down the stairs with Riley close behind muttering curses for being awakened. They reach the living room to see 3 people and Granddad sitting in there.
The first was man average black man in a blue suit with a red tie. He was smiling and had that 'I think I'm white' look. Huey quickly gazed at someone else before he said something. His eyes landed on the woman sitting next to the man. She was an average looking white woman with blonde hair. She wore an outfit Huey couldn't really describe, because he was already gazing at the last of the guest.
The last one gave him an air-like feeling in his stomach. She was about his age, maybe a few months younger. She had emerald green eyes that shined like the jewel itself. They were filled with innocence and playfulness. Her smile was white, beautiful, and sweet. Her caramel colored skin made Huey want to touch it, for reasons he didn't even know. The best thing about her, in his opinion, was her hair. It showed that she was of African descent. It was a burnt orange color and was in 2 puffballs toward the backsides of her head. He loved it; it was like she was an African goddess with that hair.
She looked at him starling at her and their eyes met. They stared at each other for 30 seconds before they tore their gaze from the other, their faces as red as could be. Granddad and the man watched this with smirks, as the woman had sighed lovingly at the sight. Riley just plopped down on the couch and rolled his eyes at his brother and the little mixed girl. The man stood up and walked to Huey with an outstretched hand.
"Hello, I'm Tom Dubious; this is my wife Sarah, and my daughter Jazmine." Tom said as he gestured to each of them as Huey shook his hand.
"Huey Freeman, and that's my brother Riley." Huey replied as he looked at Jazmine, who looked at him, then she turned away blushing. He raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything.
"Well, Huey, we were just telling Robert here that we'd like to know our new neighbors. So we invited him to come with us out drinking a little." Tom said.
"Well" Huey said to see where the man was going with this.
"Well, we'll be going to show him around town today, and we'd like it if Jazmine would show you 2 around the neighborhood. Is that alright with you pumpkin?" Tom said as Huey frowned. So that's what they were up to; have the kids watch each other, while they were gone the day. Huey was about to protest, but then thought that he could probably gather intelligence and think of the best way to handle to the town. Plus, it didn't hurt to go with the girl; at least she looked like he could crush her dreams. He had finished crushing all of Riley's, so he needed a new target.
"Of course, Daddy, I'll show them around." Jazmine said in an excited voice at the thought of getting some new friends. She always liked making new friends, they were so much fun. Although, when she looked at Huey; she would feel cold, as if about to cry when he looked at her with little visible interest, as if a bug, but at the same time; she would feel warmth from deep within her heart and his like they were connected.
"Well then, we'll go get ready. We'll be out all night okay pumpkin, so I want you to stay with the Freeman boys. And remember, if they touch you inappropriately it's considered sexual harassment, and we'll sue Robert." Tom said as if it was as easy as, 'Have a good time'. They had all looked shocked for a moment, but that was all. Granddad gave the boys a look that promised a swift, yet painful death if they even thought about it. Huey shot back with a glare so cold that it could freeze over hell. Riley just shrugged, while getting off the couch, and started walking away.
"I don't care about this town. I'm Young Reezy, and don't care about this place until they get some black people here." Riley said in his thuggin' voice as he passed Tom.
"But Riley, I'm black." Tom said confused as Riley gave him a sharp look.
"Nigga, yo ass ain't black. You be down with them broads. Ain't no self-respectin' nigga go give them broads the time of day, but fake-niggas like you." Riley finished pointing in Tom's face.
"Well then, stay yo lil bad ass here and don't fuck up my house! Huey, you go with the lil' cutie-pie and make sure she's happy. Don't make me get my belt." Granddad said sternly as Huey sighed deeply. It was going to be a long day, but he had a feeling that Granddad was going to fuck up his life more in this one day than ever in history.
"Alright we'll see you all later, bye for now." Tom said as his family followed him out the front door. Granddad got up and headed to his room as Huey just sighed again and shuffled off to his.
3 Hours Later:
Tom, Sarah, and Jazmine had come back in more casual clothes as Granddad had answered the door.
"Well, lil girl, Huey's in his room so why don't you go get him and start your little tour." Granddad said as Jazmine nodded and walked up stairs as to not seem too excited.
"Robert, I hope you don't mind, but Sarah here has to take care of some business at her firm after the tour around town, so it'll just be me and you for the drinking." Tom said as Robert nodded. He could tell Tom was a light weight at drink, so maybe he could win a few bucks off him in a couple of games.
"That's alright, but we'll need to tell the kids." Robert said, but Sarah grabbed his arm and shook her head with a smile.
"That's alright Robert, I'll just check in on them when I finish my business if you 2 aren't back by then." Sarah said kindly as the 2 men nodded.
"Alright, kids, we're leaving and wouldn't be back until late! Huey, I ain't cook for ya'll asses so order something! Be nice to that lil girl and Riley, stay you ass outta trouble!" Robert said as they were leaving out of the front door.
In the House:
Jazmine had just found Huey's room after having gone to the wrong end of the hallway when she heard Mr. Freeman shout his message to them. She opened the door to the room and saw one of the last things she expected.
"41… 42… 43… 44… are you… just going to… stand there…, or are you… going to… come in… 50." Huey said as he did his sit-ups from the ceiling. His leg was tied to a rope on a metal bar from the ceiling. When he finished he did one more to untie the rope from his leg and flipped to the ground gracefully. He was covered in sweat as he used a towel to wipe it off. Jazmine noticed he was wearing a shirt and blushed at his slightly toned 10 year old body.
"Sorry." She said quickly as she walked in and stood there looking at him.
"It's okay, but I need to take a shower really quick, so can you go into the living room and wait for me?" Huey asked not paying attention to her as he got out his clothes. She nodded and quickly left the room.
About 30 minutes later Huey was walking down the stairs and entered the living room. He saw her on the couch watching "Code Name: Kids Next Door" and shook his head. When he sat down on the couch she hadn't even noticed him. She suddenly burst out laughing as Number 4 was getting his ass kicked by a bunch of hamsters. Huey listened to her laugh and found it almost musically. He shook his head as that thought came up. He didn't know why, but he wouldn't be drawn into her, at least not on the same day he met her. She stopped laughing and looked up to see Huey staring at her with a vague expression and a raised eyebrow.
"Are you ready to go, Huey?" she asked shyly as she thought he was thinking she was weird. She liked him, because she told her mom about how just looking at him made her feel. Her mom told her that it was that she liked him and explained some things to her. That was why they were gone for 3 hours, instead of one.
"Yeah, let's get this over with." Huey said monotone with a bored expression, but on the inside he loved the way she said his name. It made him feel special, like his mom did. Sometimes he missed his parents, but knew that people died and that it was inevitable. Huey gained a sad look on his face that didn't go unnoticed by Jazmine. She rushed to his side and gave him a hug like her mother did when she was sad.
Huey tensed at this sudden contact between him and her, but for some reason, he soon relaxed into it and brought his arms around her waist. She relaxed into him and laid her head on his shoulder. They stayed like that for a few minutes and then reluctantly let each other go.
"Jazmine, what the hell was that?" Huey asked her with a raised eyebrow as she turned bright red and started fidgeting under his cold and bored gaze.
"W-well, my m-mom hugs me when I'm sad, and I-I did it, because y-you were sad, Huey." Jazmine stuttered out as her mind ran a mile a minute at the way he said her name. He said it as coldly as the other words, but there was an undertone of bliss to her name. She could just see them now; holding hands, riding the Ferris-wheel, sharing love notes.
"Jazmine!" Huey said for the 3rd time as the girl was staring at him with a dreamy expression. When he yelled her name she was jerked from her day-dream as they walked out the house and on to the street.
Later On:
Huey could honestly say that this town had some different people in it. He and Jazmine had visited all the places she loved. Even though at most of them he crushed her dreams, quite well if he said so himself, she didn't cry, much. He was impressed that she was still so bright and happy after all the things he told her. He could see himself with a girl like her.
They had even seen a lot of her friends. One of them was Cindy McPhearson. The girl would hassle Huey about his afro and how he could be black and a thug. Before Huey could make the girl cry, just from his words, Jazmine stepped in saying that she liked his afro and that being a thug could get him killed or worst; in jail.
Huey tore her down on the jail part, but on the inside he was really starting to like her. She was the first person, beside his mom and dad, to say they liked his afro. No one, not even Auntie Cookie, had said they liked his afro.
After that he stopped being as cold as he was and started to be nicer, if only enough not to give her the cold look, and just the bored one. Jazmine took it as a good thing all the same and hugged him again. She had even taken to holding his hand as she dragged him places, but after a while he barely noticed or cared.
They ended up meeting a boy named Michael Caesar, who Huey had an actual highly intelligent conversation with about politics. He and Huey became fast friends as they shared many of the same views, but Caesar was almost as cheery as Jazmine was. Caesar and Jazmine got along, but for some reason Huey didn't want that to be too much. Huey was far from stupid, so he noticed he was growing to really like Jazmine, but he had to remind himself that they had only known each other for a day, even if it felt like years. So, when he saw that Jazmine was caught up in Caesar he started to feel a bit jealous. Jazmine turned to him with a smile when he had that feeling and squeezed his hand, as if she was reading his mind. They talked to Caesar for about an hour before continuing the little tour.
They had met another named Traban, but he had to go before they could really get to know him. Huey could tell Traban was a martial artist by the way he looked at them before jetting off.
They had been out all day and the last place they ended up was a hilltop with a tree on top. They had both discovered it when Huey was looking for a place to rest without going home to Riley's dumbass and so here they were.
"Huey, are you okay?" Jazmine asked as his head was in her lap with his eyes closed. He opened his eyes and gave her a raised brow. She may have known him for just today, but he'd done it enough in the last 8 hours that she knew what it meant. She smiled down at him as she stroked his hair.
"Yeah, why, are you okay?" He asked as he repressed the urge to smile, for the 20th time today. The damn girl was too good for her own good. She was starting to infect him with niceness, as if some type of disease. He couldn't believe she was doing this in one day, what his family couldn't do since he knew his mom and dad died.
"You look sad again, and you looked mad at me and Caesar when we were talking. Did we… did I do something wrong?" She said quietly as she looked away from his maroon eyes and at the town below the hill. Huey felt like something was poking at his heart when he looked at her after those words. He never cared before if anyone was sad, but for some reason her being sad over him, was not something he'd allow. He got up and turned to her as she looked at him. He sat behind her and pulled her into him. She snuggled into his arms as he tightened his grip a bit.
"You never did anything wrong, Jazmine. I was just being stupid for a moment. I'm… I'm… I'm…" he tried to finish time and time again, but couldn't say it. She finally placed her hand over his mouth before he could say anymore.
"I know Huey, I know." She said as they just settled back down to watch the sunset. They knew now that they were perfect for each other. They knew the other as if they were best friends for years, but Huey still couldn't get away from the feeling like something very good and bad was going to happen. He let those thought s go as he and Jazmine walked back to the house and ordered pizza for all 3 of them, since Riley was playing Playstation in the living room.
Much Later In the Night (12pm to 1am):
Tom and Granddad were seen drunk off their asses as they walked in the Freeman house. Sarah got up from where she was sitting at Granddad said to open the basement door. She did so and told them she would be at home as Tom nodded. Tom and Granddad wobbled drunkenly into the basement without tripped down the stairs. They rested at Granddad private bar, seating in the chairs as they put the liquor they had on the table getting glasses so they could drink some more.
"You know, I didn't take you for a heavy drinker, Tom." Granddad said while slurring as he and Tom drank more.
"Yeah, well, I can hold my liquor, but the only reason I drunk so much is cuz, we walked and didn't kill nobody's baby!" Tom exclaimed he twirled in the bar stool like a child and fell.
"Uh-huh, Huey and Jazmine looked cozy on the couch together. They look so cute." Granddad said as Tom got up. Tom nodded as he shakily got into the chair.
"Yeah, they make such a cute little couple. Imagine if they got married!" Tom said waving the Jack Daniels bottle as he drunkenly song "Here Comes the Bride" and Granddad laughed.
"Phhhpht… Nigga, Huey is like a little block of ice, the day his stuck-up ass marries her will be the day hell freezes over and Halle Berry is ugly like John Travolta!" Granddad exclaimed as he downed a bottle of Grey Goose.
"Then let's help 'em! Jazmine's too shy and Huey is too cold, so let's do it for 'em! We just need this!" Tom exclaimed as he pulled out a legal document pad and turned it to a blank page. Granddad got his pen from his pocket and the 2 drunken-wonders went to work on the contract that would change everything.
And that's a rap!
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