Disclaimer: I don't own Boondocks...
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Granddad: (To Huey) The hell I can't! You're gonna go and you're not gonna embarrass me in front of my new neighbors or I'm gonna beat your ass.
Riley: Why can't we act like ourselves, huh? Why can't I be me? Are you ashamed of us or something?
Granddad: Very!
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Age; (Huey) 11; (Jazmine) 11
I was meditating, trying to be with myself. Relaxing. Trying to tame my temper. Just calming down.
I couldn't do that at the house, so I came to this hill. It was peaceful. Very peaceful indeed.
I took a large breathe and slowly breathed it out. I've been very stressed out over the couple of months.
It was either family, school, or Jazmine.
Jazmine.
I don't know I just- every time I'm around her, my chest feels heavy. This feeling needs to go away. I can't get anything done. I can't study, I can't read, and even sometimes my anger just comes out from no where.
God Jazmine. What are you doing to me.
"Hiii!"
I rolled my eyes to that familiar voice.
"Jazmine. What do you want?"
"Just wanted to see my best friend." Her beautiful, little voice spoke.
My heart beat became faster as she finished her sentence.
Goddammit.
"Jazmine, I'm mediating. Go away."
She starts to pout. "Why Huey? Don't you wanna see me?" She questioned.
Of course. "No. I'm busy. Leave me alone."
"Okay, okay. But just answer me this one important question."
I sighed. "What is it Jazmine?"
"Am I pretty?"
My eyes widen at the question. "Why would you ask that Jasmine?"
Her bright, emerald green eyes became dull and full of sadness.
"Well.. the girls at school make fun of my eyes and hair, while the boys don't really look at me much. They all say I'm just a half breed freak. I don't really like that." She explains with tears dying to slip out.
I frown at her crying. I didn't really like when she cried.
"Jazmine. Of course your pretty. Hell your beautiful. Don't let them tell you any different." I said softly.
She sniffled. "Really?"
"Duh. When have I ever been wrong?"
She giggled. I loved when there was a smile on her face. It makes my day go better.
"Are you sure? One of the girls said I should have hair like them. Like straight hair. I mean my mom has that kind of hair. I think it's really pretty. What do you think?"
I started to become angry. "Jazmine! You don't need to straighten your hair for anyone to like you! People like you to way you are!"
"Oh okay. Maybe I should try it and see how it looks like. I see you later Huey!" She yelled as she ran back home.
I sighed at the silly, curious girl that was technically my ''best friend''.
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The Next Day
I sat on the bus for school, when someone comes in.
"Woah"
"Omg!"
"She's so pretty!"
"Hey you! Wanna sit next to me?"
I finally looked up to see what was the commotion about.
I gasped.
Jazmine?
Her hair was straightened all the way to her back. She looked beautiful, but she was beautiful before she did this.
I felt mad. How could she do this?! After what we just talked about! I can't believe this.
"Hey Huey! So what do you think?" Jazmine asked me.
"Jazmine?! What did we just had a conversation about yesterday?"
"Huh?" She looked in confusion.
I sighed disappointed. "Jazmine you didn't need to do this for others."
"Huey I wanted to do it for me." She said hesitant.
"Whatever Jazmine." I said getting off the bus and getting away from her.
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I looked up from my Science textbook when I heard a thud.
"Hey Huey."
I just ignored her.
"Hey? Huey did you hear me?"
"..."
"Huey are you ignoring me?"
"..."
"Huey? What did I do?"
I finally snapped. "What did you do? You mean what didn't you do? You didn't prove them wrong. Instead you make them think that they could control you. You made them think that they were right for what they did! Jazmine don't you get it!? They were bullying you! They made you cry! And you let them step all over you instead of fighting back! Just, just leave me alone for now Jazmine."
She sniffed. "Okay." And with that she left me alone for the rest of the day.
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"Yo! McHater! What you do to Mariah?" Riley busted into our room.
"What do you mean?"
"I just got a call from C-Murph.."
Of course. Cindy "C-Murph" McPhearson. Aka Jazmine's girl best friend.
"What did she say?" I sighed.
"She just told me that she's over at Jazzy's house and she's crying about you being mad at her."
I started to become guilt after what had happened between Jaz and me. I didn't mean to make her cry and upset. I hated that, I just wanted to make a point to the bullying. I just wanted her to be herself. That's all. Man I really feel like shit.
I sighed once again from all the conflict.
"We were just arguing about something stupid."
He rosed an eyebrow. "What was it about Huey?"
"I just got upset over her straightening her hair."
"Well, did she say why she do it?"
"I mean yes and no. She said people were making fun of her at school over her appearance, so she changed herself."
"Did you tell he softly that it was bullying?"
"I mean yeah, but not really softy."
"Maybe you should talk to her about it and explain it a little more instead of yelling at her. Hue, you need to control your temper."
I frown. "I know, I know."
"Look I'll talk to her. Thanks man."
He sucked his tongue. "Man shut up with all that gay shit."
I rolled my eyes playfully.
"BOYS! Who broke my tv?! Imma beat y'all asses!"
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"Hey Jazmine" I whispered as she turned around sitting down on the hill.
"Hey."
I sat down next to her looking at the sunset.
"Look I'm sorry, I just wanted you to know.. whatever is happening at school is bullying and you shouldn't let this happen to you. Your too beautiful to be changed Jazmine. People love you how you are, especially me."
She blushes and a try drops from her eye.
"Thank you Huey. I appreciate it. I just don't think I'm pretty enough. I mean no boys like me, they just think I'm a freak. And the girls they just push me around like some toy. I just can't handle it. I just wanted it to stop Huey." She sobs.
I bring her into my arms as she cries. I've never seen this happen around school.
I look at her face. She was so gorgeous. Then I noticed something.
She had a bruise on the side of her face.
"Jazmine. Did they do this?" I whispered afraid of the answer.
She nodded ashamed.
I took a deep breath to calm down. "Listen. How would you feel if I trained you to defend yourself? Would you like that?"
Her eyes beamed with light. Those eyes I loved.
"Really?" She asked.
I nodded.
"That- that'll be amazing. Thank you Huey." She hugged me tightly.
I went closer into her.
"No problem."
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Riley and I exited the front door school getting ready to walk to the bus stop, when I heard a voice.
"Hey Huey!"
I turned to see Jazmine.
The Jazmine with her strawberry blonde puffy, curly hair into two puff balls.
I smiled as she walked toward me.
"Can I walk with you guys?" She questioned.
"Sure. Let's go."
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Hey guys it's me! Izzy! I hope you guys enjoyed this!
P.S. I wanted you guys to know bullying isn't right, so if your being bullied, please tell someone so you could get help. And don't do anything you'll regret or harm yourself please.
And if you see someone being bullied, your a bystander and a witness. Please help the victims or at least tell someone that'll help.
Izzy✨?
