Chapter 2

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Jazmine sat glumly on her front steps watching the movers move her's and her parent's valuables into the moving truck. It had already been a week since her parents had told her the bad news and she still couldn't believe it. She was moving back to Woodcrest today. She had spent the night before calling all her friends, well; people that she thought were her friends. She told them that she was moving and going to another college due to some unfortunate circumstances. Everybody pretty much knew the truth. Her family was broke and losing their lavish house and lifestyle due to her father's legal troubles and draining lawsuits against him. Luckily they weren't fully broke, her mother had stored some money away for them to have a comfortable life; just not as wealthy as before. Being wealthy is just like being popular, everyone want to know you and want to hang in the same circle, well until you lose your reputation and you're not cool enough to hang with the popular crowd anymore. Maybe that's why she couldn't miss the bored uninterested tone in Hanna's voice last night when she told her she was leaving again for the third time. Jazmine thought back to her conversation with the girl.

"Oh, that's too bad Jazmine. I hope you come back and visit, oh did you know David is going with us on our spring break trip, too bad you can't come with us." Hannah said swiftly.

"Yeah too bad. I'll see you later Hannah, I gotta go." Jazmine said quickly, getting off the phone while biting back the bitter pill of jealously and anger rising inside her.

"That's pretty much everything Mr. Dubois." One of the nearby movers said as they closed the moving trunks.

"Thanks, we'll follow you shortly." Tom said as the man responded by nodding his head.

"Are you ready honey?" Tom asked, turning to his daughter.

'No' Jazmine thought, but she couldn't tell him this so instead she just nodded in response.

She grabbed her bag and followed her parents to the car. She wanted to glance back at her two story home but she felt like she would burst into flames if she did, so she simply kept walking forward and never turned back.

It only took two hours to get back to her old home and neighborhood, Woodcrest as they called it. Everything seemed the same. Neighbors walking around cheerfully, kids playing in their yards, and her house right across the Freemans. It had been so long since she thought about the Freemans, she left Woodcrest when she was 10. She wondered what they looked like, the house still looked the same from the outside and it was pretty quiet, which was usual for them because the Freemans house always had some type of chaos going on.

"Here we are, home sweet home." Tom said cheerfully as they pulled up to their old/new home.

It still looked the same; nothing had changed not even the paint. In fact the house looked like somebody was keeping it up.

"I been having people upkeep the house in case we ever returned, plus the best thing is that it is paid for and owned by us. So at least we won't have to pay the mortgage anymore.

"Thank god." Sarah said jokingly and smiling.

Jazmine quietly snorted.

"Are you up keeping our real home until we return?" Jazmine asked hopefully while getting out the car.

Both her parents' faces dropped. They looked at each other.

"Well Jazmine, we might not be able to return back to that house." Tom said began to say, trying his all to tell his daughter gently.

"Why? I thought once the legal troubles were fixed we could go back. This is temporary, right?" Jazmine said.

They couldn't possibly live here forever, right?

"Jazmine we had to sell that house. That's how we were even able to pay off this house and afford to send you to Woodcrest University. After this lawsuit is over I'll be lucky if I'm even allowed to continue my job or even practice anymore. I know you're not happy about this but this is the sacrifice we had to make as a family." Tom said.

Jazmine just shook her head angrily.

"Whatever, I don't care." She said.

She did not want to hear this anymore. This was not what she wanted to hear in the first place. All she wanted to hear was that they could go back to living the life they were living before, but that wasn't going to happen. She got out the car and watched the movers move the furniture into her dreadful new home.

"Tom? Sarah? Little baby? is that you?" Jazmine turned around to see Mr. Freeman.

He still looked the same, old, but it was as though he stopped aging.

He was staring at them in utter shock and surprise.

"Robert it's good to see you, how you've been?" Tom said happily, hugging the man.

"Great now that I got them runts out my house and into college. It's finally peaceful as hell at my house. I can finally have peaceful dates and my house is clean 24/7 for once." Mr. Freeman said, sighing in contentment.

"Riley is in college too?" Jazmine asked, not believing what she heard.

"Isn't he supposed to be in his senior year of high school right now? " Tom asked.

"Woodcrest High School graduated his bad ass early, especially since he almost burned down that damn school. They gave him his high school diploma and now him and Huey are up there giving that college hell. Since you all left them boys have changed and I mean changed." Robert said solemnly, shaking his head on that last part.

Jazmine wonder what he meant by changed. How did they change? She always remembered Huey as being mean, sarcastic, and a smart cold know-it-all. He didn't want to be bothered with her. Riley, on the other hand, terrorized her and everyone around her with his thug-like antics.

"Well is that so. Jazmine starts her freshman year there in two days." Sarah said beaming.

"Ah,well that's wonderful to see cutie pie all grown up and getting an education. The boys will be Happy to see you, I'm sure" Mr. Freeman said.

"Yeah." Jazmine muttered.

'I'm sure Huey will be foaming at the mouth to see me when he isn't' insulting me on my lack of intelligence.' Jazmine couldn't help but think.

She watched the movers move her queen sized bed into the house, she was at least grateful that she got to keep her bed since most of the things were put into storage because this house isn't big enough to fit everything in it.

"What brought you back here anyway Tom? Last time I checked y'all was living large, why you back up here in dried up Woodcrest?" Mr. Freeman asked curiously.

"Well, it's a long story Robert." Tom started rubbing his head.

"Pssh, you can tell me and Ruckus about it over some drinks later tonight." Mr. Freeman said, waving him off.

"Will do Robert, let me just get settled in and I'll head over there." Tom said cheerfully.

Jazmine could roll her eyes at how easy her father was taking this situation, it made her sick to her stomach.

"That's everything Mr. Dubois, anything else we can help you with?" One of the workers said coming out the house.

"No, I believe that's everything. Thank you so much for the help." He replied, beaming.

He handed the workers money before dismissing them.

Jazmine dragged herself back into her old house and walked upstairs to her old room. She dreaded the house. She dreaded Woodcrest and dreaded the fact that she had to start college tomorrow.

As she sat on her old bed in her old room she looked at all the furniture covered with plastic. She couldn't help but whisper those two words again to herself.

"Why me?"