This is my first story on here, I hope y'all like! I wrote it in play format. Some of it is based on real life.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the Boondocks, although they are in my story!

(The story starts out where Bre-Bre is waiting for her crush, Clif, to come out of school)

Bre-Bre: Where the crap is Clif? Ugh, he takes forever!

(Two boys in seventh grade, one grade behind Bre-Bre, walk out of the school)

Clif: Riley, you're crazy, but you're a cool friend. Let's go talk to my friend Bre-Bre! Hey Bre-Bre!

Bre-Bre: Hey Clif! Who's your friend? Is he anything like you are? *smiling*

Clif: This is Riley Freeman, he's new to our school, and he's in my grade.

Bre-Bre: Riley Freeman? As in Riley Freeman from Boondocks? He's real? But he's eight! How is he in the seventh grade?

Riley: Ay, you hearda me, huh? Whatchu talmbout, I'm real! And I ain't no eight year old, I'm twelve! That show is based on me, based on how I was at age eight! But you kinda fly for a white girl!

Bre-Bre: Thank you, you ain't so bad lookin' ya self, Young Reezy! Or should I say Riley Escobar?

Riley: Damn girl, you already know what they call me around here, that's pretty good, you must be watching that show a lot. So how you and my homie Clif know each other?

Bre-Bre: Well, I met him when I was interviewing him for the school newspaper and....

Riley: Damn, you be in that school newspaper stuff? You must be smart! I'm surprised you goin' after me and not my brother!

Bre-Bre: Your brother is real too? How old is he in real life?

Riley: He fourteen now, but he 'bout to be fifteen soon. He goes to the high school.

Clif: I've been to the high school before too, that's where my basketball practices were at.

Bre-Bre: You mean R.U.H.S.?

Riley: Naw, I mean R.U. High! Haha I said "Are you high?"

Clif: Riley, stop flirting with Bre-Bre…are you tryna make a move?

Riley: Ain't nobody tryna make no move, I barely even know her! *blushing*

Bre-Bre: Clif, your new friend is really cool! Riley, I gotta give you my number! It's *gives number*.

Riley: Girl, you know I'll call you tonight! I honestly will…but I can't tomorrow 'cause I got a detention.