Chapter 2: The B*tch That Came To Dinner

Huey's POV

Me, Riley, Cindy, Jazmine, and LaQueefa all went to the dining room to sit down, and waited patiently for dinner to be served. Well, almost everyone was patient.

LaQueefa was impatient when it came to food and her breasts would start to bark like dogs and attack anyone who was around her. I asked, "Um, LaQueefa, is everything alright?". She said in a jittery voice that would convince someone that she is on drugs, "No, nigga, I ain't!. My ass been waitin' fo' dis goddamn food for almost three minutes!". Her eyes were bloodshot and sweat was pouring down her face. Tom and Sarah just looked nervously at LaQueefa, until Tom broke the silence.

"So, you're who Riley was telling me about". LaQueefa asked, "Who da f*ck are you? Do niggas call you and yo' wife "Half 'n' Half?". "I'm Tom, this is my wife, Sarah". LaQueefa was now on a suspicious rant as she got in Tom's face, "Oh, I see? Black b*tches are too good fo' yo' ass, huh? You chose to marry a skinny ass chopstick then a fine ass black girl, is that it? I oughta knock yo' b*tch ass out with my left titty and yo' b*tch wit my right one!". She took a bite of her Big Mac as grease went on his face and left and went back to the dining room, leaving Tom and Sarah in shock.

Granddad and I came in with everyone's plates consisting of fried chicken, greens, rice pilaf, and grilled vegetables, excluding myself of course. "Ok, dinner is served everyone." LaQueefa sat in melancholy as she stared at the small portion before her. "Can I show y'all a trick?" , LaQueefa asked suddenly. "Uh, sure LaQueefa", Granddad said hesitantly. "K. Errbody close they eyes and I'mma count to three. Everyone does so. "One, two, three".

I opened his eyes to see his plate completely clean, as was everyone else's. I just glared at her, while everyone else stared in shock and disbelief. "What the f*ck?!", Granddad yelled. LaQueefa burped. "Whoo, sh*t that was good", she said tiredly. "LaQueefa, that was so gangsta!", Riley shouted.

Tom went to the kitchen to see that every piece of food had disappeared into LaQueefa's stomach rolls. LaQueefa admitted, "Oh yeah, and, uh, Tom, I also ate all the food in yo' house, too. The same with you, Cindy". Tom asked in disbelief, "How much do you eat?". LaQueefa replied, "I don't wanna say much, so I'll just say infinity. Well I think I'ma go now. Gotta get up fo school tomorrow, bye y'all, thanks for dinner." She then burps again.

"Huey, see you in school tomorrow. Riley and Cindy, you niggas stay out of trouble. And you, Jazzy", she speaks so only Jazmine could hear. "You better tell Huey how you feel, before I eat the nigga with barbecue sauce", she says in a deep, scary voice. Jazmine's eyes widened, wondering how LaQueefa knew. "Night", she says before exiting.

"Um, I think we're going to head home too. Come along Jazmine", Tom says. "I'll be there in a second. Come here", she says grabbing my wrist running to the backyard. "Jazmine, what is—". My sentence was cut short due to the impact of Jazmine's lips on mine. My eyes widened while hers were closed.

So that's why she hasn't been herself lately. What do I do though?, I thought. My eyes had finally closed as I slowly wrapped my arms around her waist. Jazmine wrapped her arms around my neck playing with my afro as the kiss deepened.

The kiss broke as we just stayed there holding each other. "Jazmine", I said softly. "Huey", she said just as spellbound. Our silence and peaceful atmosphere was interrupted by Tom. "Jazmine let's go!", he yelled from the front door. Neither one of us wanting to let go, we broke apart as Jazmine went back inside to meet her parents. I pulled her back for one last kiss. She smiled at me. "We'll talk in the morning", I assured her. She nodded. I kissed her hand and finally let her go.

That was probably the most blissful thing I've ever experienced. I know now. I know that I'm without a doubt, positively, absolutely, undeniably in love with Jazmine Dubois.

AYY! LaQueefa bout that life tho. Riley and Cindy will be developed in the next chapter. Reviews are love.