"It's Just A Game"
Summary: Huey gets forced into playing for the High School's football team, and loses himself in the world of High School popularity. Can anyone bring him back from his path of destruction? H/J, R/C, MC/OC
"Reminisce"
This wasn't how his life was supposed to be, he was only a junior in high school, but he already felt like life was over. Partying, drinking, smoking, and sex were what his life was about now. He didn't know how to stop, part of him didn't want too. But he knew that this wasn't right.
He lost the one person that meant the world to him, and he didn't know how to get her back. She wouldn't even look at him let alone talk to him and it was driving him crazy. But he couldn't blame her time and time she stuck it out with him and he just continued to hurt her with his new life style. He became the very thing he hated. A statistic.
Too often he woke up in a house and bed that was not his own. Next to a girl whose name he couldn't even remember. With a cup of liquor on the night stand next to him and a joint that he hadn't finished smoking. Yeah the beginning part was always fun, it was the mornings that he hated. The sneaking out and the questioning looks from his other best friend and little brother.
He got off the bed careful not to wake the girl next to him. He found his clothes and dressed quietly ignoring the thumping in his head. He drank way too much last night he probably vomited too, but those girls never cared. He was the star QB for the Woodcrest Wildcats an undefeated team thanks to him. Those girls would do anything to sleep with him and too often he took advantage of that.
After putting on his blue jeans, new Jordan's and with t-shirt. He grabbed his letterman's jacket and put it on. The sleeves were white, the chest and back were black and on the front the upper left hand side had a red "W" and C put together on it. On the back of the jacket written in all capitol letters was Wildcats, his jersey number 1 was on the sleeve of his jacket on the triceps part in bold red.
He quietly left the room and went downstairs. He didn't even know whose house he was at or whether he drove his car. He looked around for Caesar and Riley, they too had joined the team on his behalf and they partied with him. They didn't get out of control like he did though.
Riley was passed out on a couch in the living room with his arms wrapped around his girlfriend Cindy. She was sleeping on his chest; they'd been together since Huey could remember. She helped tame him a little bit and even though he was two years younger than all of them, he acted a little more mature when she was around. Caesar was passed out on the floor next to the couch, his long dreads were sprawled out on the floor and he was snoring. Huey smirked a little and then gently kicked him in the side. There were a lot of people passed out in the living room and he didn't want to wake them all. Caesar moved a little and woke up.
"Damn a nigga was dreamin man," said Caesar sitting up on the floor.
"Sorry, but we gotta go," said Huey quietly as he woke Riley and Cindy up.
"What nigga you tryna leave before Christie wakes up?" asked Caesar standing up; he had his letterman's jacket on as well. Riley and Cindy started to stir and both of them yawned and stretched.
'Christie' Huey thought, oh that must be the girl's name. Huey shook his head and waited for the other two to get up.
"Dame Reezy you and your nasty ass morning breath," exclaimed Cindy as she pinched her nose together with her index finder and her thumb.
"Shut up girl, my breath smell better than yours," Said Riley smiling before planting a kiss on her lips. She kissed him back and the two started making out. Huey rolled his eyes the two of them could barely keep their hands off of each other, it was very annoying at times.
"Can y'all two come the fuck on?" asked Huey he was getting irritated and he wanted to get out of there before whatever her name was woke up. Riley and Cindy broke apart and stood up. She put on Riley's letterman's jacket and the four of them headed for the front door.
Huey walked outside and drank in the cool air. It was always hot as hell in a house party the night of and the morning after. He saw his car a brand new 2012 Chevy camero courtesy of Mr. Wuncler. It was yellow with black stripes like the one in the transformers movie. It had black leather interior, navigation system, an Ipod hook up and boss system speakers. It was a nice ass car, but just another bribe for Huey.
Huey unlocked it and the four of them got in, Riley and Cindy in the back and Huey and Caesar in the front. Huey let Caesar drive because his head was killing him Riley and Cindy sat in the back making out the whole way to Caesar's house. Caesar pulled up out front of his house and dapped Huey and Riley up and said goodbye to Cindy before getting out and going in the house.
Huey got in the drivers seat and took off after Caesar opened the door to his house. He turned on the radio to drown out the sounds of Riley and Cindy's kissing. It was on a pandora station on his Iphone that his brother picked. "Diced Pineapples" the new song from Rick Ross, Drake and Wale was heard through the stereo. He smiled as he heard the hook, this song always reminded him of Jazmine.
Call me crazy, shit at least you callin
Feels better when you let it out don't it girl
Know it's easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say it cause you mad then you take it all back
Then we fuck all night till things get right
Then we fuck all night till things get right, aw yea
Jazmine, man he fucked that one up. He still had the angry text she sent him when she ended their relationship. He missed her and he tried to call her, but she never answered. She always sent him straight to voicemail. He didn't know how to fix it, but he wasn't about to give up on her. Sure he was fucked up in many ways but she was the only thing that kept him sane, he just didn't know how to get her back.
He sighed as he pulled up in front of their house. Cindy stayed over there more than she stayed at her own house. So he didn't even bother to take her home. They all got out and he looked at Jazmine's house across the street wondering if she was home. He stared up at her window for a long time. He thought he saw her curtain move, but it was too hard to tell. And to think all this shit started because of a dumbass game, if he could go back he would but he couldn't.
After a while he got cold and decided to go in the house. His granddad's car wasn't home so he figured Granddad went into the city or something. He went in the kitchen and poured himself a glass of orange juice, then he sat down at the kitchen table and started to reflect on how his life had changed thinking all the way back to the beginning of the school year.