Okay in my first fic… Riley is kind of the bad guy. And I wanted to do a completely diff thing with Riley as the hero. I love Riley… and I love Huey more but something tells me Riley would be better at hooking people up.

I don't think people notice how SMART he is!! I mean… he outsmarts everyone in debates and stuff. Like in the R Kelly Trial episode? He beat Tom Dubois n a debate about if R Kelly was guilty or not. And then in "Lets nab Oprah" he outsmarts Grandad in a debate AGAINST HUEY!!!

We underestimate him I think

It was a hot that day. May was nearly over and all of the children and Wunceler's Elementary were stirring with excitement. It was getting a bit ridiculous to be honest. But even Huey Freeman was looking forward to the bell that day. Summer was nearly there and that was something that even made the serious revolutionary happy.

He was staring out the window, again. Who knows what he was looking at or thinking about. Suddenly, he was awoken from his day dream by a small note resting on his desk. Looking down he saw the simple gift. It was just notebook paper with his name written on the top in squiggly letters. He raised his eye brow at it and turned his head to see who placed it there. He had suspected Jazmine, but she was on the other side of the room talking to some of her friends.

Jazmine had a lot of friends. She made friends easy because she was easy to talk to and always listened and accepted things the way they were. Maybe that was why Huey didn't have any friends. He was not easy to talk to and, even though he was a very good listener, he had a very hard time accepting things the way they were.

Anyway, she couldn't have sent it. She was too far away.

So who sent the note?

He looked around. The only thing close enough to put that note on his desk was some stranger. An older boy who was at the teachers desk having a conversation but he would have had to throw and it and run away.

Realizing the best thing to do was to read the letter. He carefully unfolded it, took a quick look around the room and put his head down to read it.

It was written in a red glitter pen and designed with flowers and hearts. The lettering was in bubble letters. The I's were dotted with smiley faces. It kind of made

Dear Huey,

I like you. Do you like me to?

(circle one)

Yes No

PS- Leave your answer on the second table in the library after the bell rings

It made Huey a bit annoyed to read such a letter directed at him. Rolling his eyes he took his own black pen and started his reply to the odd note.

Dear Stranger,

I have no idea who you are so how do you expect me to know if I like you or not. If I had seen you put the letter on my desk then I would know who you are. To be honest, I probably wouldn't have circled either if I knew who you were. I'd just as likely toss the note into the garbage on my way out the room. Sorry, but I happen to think things like this are pointless and down right stupid but if you like me then you should know that much about me.

Sincerely

Huey Freeman

The bell rang almost on cue as soon as Huey finished signing his name. He took his letter and walked out the classroom, along with his other students. He turned left when everyone else went right and he laid the note on the library table. Figuring the note would be pointless if he waited to see who came and got it, he turned on his heal and left.

He had just made it outside when Riley pummeled him into a head lock.

"Heya Bro!! It's summer!"

"Get off," Huey snapped, throwing the younger Freeman back. He straightened his T-shirt and headed down the sidewalk to his home.

"Where's Jaz?"

"Beats me," Huey admitted.

"You aint gonna wait for her?"

"She knows the way,"

Riley shrugged and gripped his backpack strap a bit. He always figured Huey had a crush on Jazmine… but if he was so willing to leave her then maybe not.

"I thought Grandad said we had to wait for her," Riley pointed out, "I mean… I don't wanna have my black butt grounded over summer vacation just cos you didn't feel like waitin two minutes for the girl we've walked home since e came here,"

"Then you wait for her," Huey grumbled and continued walking. Riley blinked and waited for a bit, his arms folded tight over his chest. He was just as eager to start his summer vacation but the last time they left Jazmine she sat on the steps crying for three hours. Her parents had gotten scared and called the Freeman house asking if the boys had seen her. They hadn't. The Dubois's found Jazmine terrified still at school.

That was when Robert Freeman went postal on his grandchildren, saying that boys are supposed to look after girls. If something had happened to her that day then it would have been their fault. It made sense, honestly. And to be honest, they kind of liked the idea. Neither of their characters would admit it, but they enjoyed the idea of helping women. Must've been a man thing.

Riley didn't stay because he was worried about Jazmine. He didn't stay because he was thinking about his grandfather's speech about being a man or anything. He stayed because he didn't want to be grounded for the entire summer vacation.

He turned around and waited on the school steps. He must have waited for 15 minutes before he went inside the school to look for her. He had seen her all day and Huey didn't say she checked out when Riley mentioned waiting for her.

He headed down the halls, looking out for two big poofy balls of nappy hair. Finally, he heard sniffling coming from the library and stuck his head in. There sat little Jazmine Dubois, sobbing her big green eyes out.

"Gurl! What do you think you're doin? It's summer!"

As soon as he spoke, Jazmine crumbled up the paper in her hands and tucked it on her lap, "Ruh… Riley! I… I'm sorry," A spark of hope shot through her eyes, "Were you and Huey waiting for me?"

"Uh… Huey went on home but I'd rather not get my ass chewed out for not walking ya home again,"

"Oh…" She sniffed and got up, tucking the crumbled letter in her pocket. She headed towards the door and passed by the younger boy, wiping her nose on the back of her arm.

Neither of them spoke until they were clear out of the school and on their way down the sidewalk.

"So… Whatcha cryin about?" Riley asked simply.

"It's stupid…" She said quietly.

"Well most things you hoes cry about is stupid," Riley shrugged, "But since Huey aint here you can bitch to me,"

She got angry, "I wouldn't talk to Huey even if he was the last person on earth! I hate him so much,"

"So Huey made you cry? What'd he do? Pull your pig tails?" Riley chuckled, "Nah… nevermind. That'd still leave your soul happy. He prolly just told you some horrible fact that makes you never wanna wake up again, right?"

"Well… promise not to laugh?"

"no,"

"Okay… Do you promise not to tell Huey?"

"I don't tell Huey nothing, ever,"

"Okay. Well… I kinda sent him this letter asking if he liked me or not cos I really wanted him to take me to the end of the year summer barbecue on our block but I was too shy to give it to him myself or put my name on it… so I had my friend do it when he wasn't looking," She confessed and handed Riley the crumbled letter, "He gave me this back,"

Riley unfolded it and read what Huey had wrote for a minute before breaking out into a loud cackle.

"I betcha feel so stupid!" Riley laughed, "Better not tell him you wrote this or else he'll really hate you,"

She groaned and covered her eyes, "He probably already does and that's why he left so fast,"

"Hm. That would make sense," Riley shrugged, "Too bad. I thought he had a thing for you,"

"Why would you think that?" Joy filled her heart.

"I dunno… Prolly cos he's always talkin to you and gets all mad when I call you a hoe,"

She smiled brightly, "Huey likes me!? He likes me!?"

"Well, he's prolly really annoyed with that damn note ya made him return,"

She sniffled again and started to cry. This was making Riley sort of uncomfortable.

"Hey hey hey! Knock it off, aight?"

She opened her eyes to look at him, "I…I'm sorry. But… you HAVE to help me fix this!"

"Why should I?"

"If you don't I'll tell everyone you were SO sweet and waited for me after school because you were worried about me!"

"You wouldn't!" He exclaimed.

"I would," She put her hands on her hips and leaned forward, giving him a "don't play with me," kind of look.

Riley, who knew that such a story would kill any street cred he had going for him at this point gave in and folded his arms firmly over his chest.

"Fine, I'll help yo bitch ass out,"

"Thank you thank you thank you, Riley!" She cheered and gave him a big hug.

"Get offame!" Riley snapped and pushed her off. He grumbled and dusted off his shirt and muttered a curse.

"SO how do you trick Huey into thinking I didn't send the letter?"

"I'm just gon' tell him the bitch who REALLY sent the letter was cryin her face out at the liberry and that you was there comfortin her cos of the fact you a nice person an' all,"

"That's genius!" She exclaimed, "Riley, you're pretty smart,"

"Yeah yeah," He smirked, flipping his braids off of his shoulder, "I do what I do,"

"So how are you gonna get him to take me to the barbecue?"

"Hm?" Riley asked and then looked up at the sky, "Beats me. Huey's such a health nut he prolly wont even go,"

She thought for a moment and then an idea struck her.

"What if I made a salad!?"

"I dunno. What if you made a salad?"

"Would he like me better if he thought I ate good foods?" She asked, "Ooh Riley! I'm so excited!"

"Look, next time you see Huey act uninterested," Riley told her, "Play hard ball, y'know? Make the niggah want you. Make HIM do the chasin and you do the runnin,"

"How will I do that?"

"Don't worry. I'll talk to him and as soon as I'm done he'll go straight to you. Just play with the niggah's head, you feelin me?"

"Oh! You mean I should pretend to like someone else!" She realized.

"Ezactly!" He smiled, "Drive a niggah crazy,"

"Who should I pretend to like?"

"I dunno. It don't matter just play along,"

"THIS IS SO GREAT!" She exclaimed, "You're the best, Riley!"

Riley cocked an eyebrow much like his older brother. It was odd how closely they resembled each other. If it weren't for their drastic hair styles and height difference, they'd be identical… until one of them opened their mouth that is.

And knowing them, Riley would open his first.

The two were reaching their homes. Jazmine smiled brightly at Riley and gave him a big hug before crossing the street to her own house.

"Thank you Riley! See you tomorrow?"

"What for?"

"So we can work on this thing," She said obviously. She giggled and tugged on one of his braids, "You're not such a bad guy, Riley,"

Riley grumbled and walked into his house. He tossed his back pack on the couch and jumped next to it, flicked on the TV and turned it to MTV where he watched the newest Gangstalicious video.

Huey, who had been up in his room, came down stairs and sat next to his brother and folded his arms over his chest,.

"Sup?" Riley said casually.

"Took you awhile,"

"Jazmine was in the library," Riley shrugged.

Huey scoffed, "I figured as much. Did you know she left me a stupid letter asking if I liked her or not? She didn't even put her damn name on the thing,"

"Huh? No, niggah, she didn't leave it," Riley said, talking as if he thought Huey was the dumbest thing in the world (which may have not needed much acting), "He hoe friend left it and she was cryin like a damn baby. Jazmine was tryin to make her feel better. Damn. That rich bitch don't wancho,"

"Really?" Huey blinked, "And who do you think she wants?"

"Hey, Niggah, you was the one watching from the window," Riley smirked, "Don't pretend ya didn't see her all ova me. That's how I do, bitch,"

Huey curled his nose, "Jazmine… likes you?"

"Yah. Tite aint it?" He asked and got up. He stretched his arms and headed for the kitchen, "Think I'm gonna give that hoe a call. She wanted me to,"

Huey's expression went from puzzled to down right floored. Since when did Jazmine have a thing for Riley? He didn't find it odd that Riley knew he was watching from the window. They were both very perceptive of their surroundings.

Huey was now in a bind. He was almost positive he didn't like Jazmine. Hell, he thought she was down right annoying. But for some reason, he was feeling more and more attracted to her the more he thought about her and Riley.

Little did Huey know, things were going exactly how Riley had wanted it to go. Shit. Maybe he should be a lawyer.

To be continued…..

Aint Riley the SHIT!?