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Crazy thing was, it did last long. Shit, it was still going on and the gang was well into highschool (except for Riley who was a freshman) but Huey, David, Jazmine and Caesar were all in the core of their junior year and for whatever reason Jazmine and David were still together.

All the same for Huey in some cases, though. She may not have been his girlfriend, but Jazmine still confided in him with everything. Things she wouldn't ever dare tell David, she told to Huey who was always more than happy (well… maybe not happy but… well… you get the idea) to hear what she had to say.

Odd thing is, they would still visit eachother and from time to time have sleep overs. Mostly because Jazmine would beg and beg Huey. She liked to spend those nights playing with Huey's hair. Trying out different ideas so she could do it to her own hair… they were similar after all.

Huey didn't mind. He actually secretly loved it when she played with his hair. The styles were never very good on him but the feeling of her washing, drying and combing his hair was a sensation he couldn't get enough of. One time she pulled it all back into a ponytail and it actually looked really good that way but it hurt like hell so Huey just supposed you can't have your cake and eat it too when it came to his hair.

On this particular night Jazmine had randomly called Huey up and begged him to come over. Huey, who was already in bed argued a bit with her before giving in and heading over. Her parents were more than happy to see him which they always were.

Huey could never tell if that insulted him or if he was proud that her parents didn't see him as a threat to their daughters sacred virginity.

Hm. Maybe both.

Huey followed Jazmine upstairs and into her room where she shut her door and sat down on her bed next to him. Huey always felt awkward during these slumber parties but they never went anywhere so why should he?

Now… what he had to relive himself of in the middle of the night when she was asleep didn't matter.

"David found out that you spend the night here sometimes," She told him worriedly, "and he got upset,"

"Jazmine," Huey sighed, "I told you he would be. I mean… I've been telling you since you started dating him,"

"I know but he got really, really mad at me and we got into another fight," She moaned, "Could you gimmie one of your famous massages?"

Huey was appalled, "You mean to tell me that your boyfriend tells you he has a problem with another guy sleeping at your house and you not only invite that said guy over again that night but you ask him for a back massage? Something aint right, here, Jazmine,"

She groaned, "He overreacts over everything. Besides, I think its just that yall don't like eachother,"

"Well that may be true," Huey sighed with a smile, "But that doesn't make you any better of a girlfriend,"

"Well, It makes me a better best friend, right?" She asked, putting her hand over his that rested by his hip. Huey sighed and looked at her.

"Jazmine, you do realize that me staying will only piss him off even more, don't you?"

She breathed out and looked down at her feet, "Yeah, I know,"

Huey clapped his hands suddenly, "Great. Lets start on that backrub,"

She giggled and sat with her back facing him. Huey went to town, kneading her skin with his thumbs and fingers. It was almost a nice moment before the door was nearly kicked in and loud hip hop music filled the bedroom.

"Sup dawgs!?" Caesar laughed, slamming his ancient looking boombox on the floor.

"Oh my god, Caesar! Where did you get such a thing! It looks so prehistoric!" Jazmine laughed, lifting her neck so Huey could get a better angle.

"Found it in the attic," Caesar shrugged and then looked at Huey, "Okay I call next one, but Jazmine's doin me. Not you,"

"Fine with me," Jazmine cooed, enjoying the pampering she was getting.

"So, Caesar, get this." Huey started, "So this girl has two devilishly attractively good looking guys who are her pretty much best friends,"

"Kay," Caesar said, unrolling his sleeping bag.

"Said girl has a jealous boyfriend who found out about her two very attractive male best friends having slumber parties WITH said girl,"

"Hmmm…"

"Said boyfriend tells said girl that he doesn't like that very much. SO what does said girl do that night after arguing with said boyfriend?"

Caesar grinned at Jazmine who was awaiting his answer, "Asked for one of her attractive best friends to give her body a rub down?"

Jazmine threw a pillow at Caesar's head, it collided dead on. Caesar laughed and picked it back up, "Hm. Do ya think said boyfriend would like it if said girlfriend got into a pillow fight with her devilishly attractive friends?"

Jazmine snagged her pillow back with a "hmph"

Suddenly, the phone rang and Jazmine snapped open her cute sparkle pink cell and pressed it against her cheek.

"Hey David!"

Huey and Caesar groaned and rolled their eyes. Jazmine gave them glares and pressed her finger up to her lips to tell them to be quiet. Caesar grinned at Huey who grinned back at Caesar.

Caesar stood up, prancing around like a woman. Huey stood up and pretended to give him something. Caesar flamboyantly silently giggled and took Huey's hand. The two started dancing a really retarded waltz.

Jazmine couldn't fight back her chuckles, much to her boyfriend's demise.

"Hey! Are you listening to me!" Huey and Caesar heard him shout.

"What? Yes," Jazmine said between giggles, "It's just… this show,"

"Oh. Well, do you wanna go do something tonight?"

Huey and Caesar grinned at eachother and waited for her reply.

"Uh… actually, I got kinda sick earlier. I think it's my period,"

There was a pause as Huey and Caesar fought back all urge to bust out in a hysterical laughter. Jazmine shot them more dirty looks and waited for David's reply.

"Oh…well… maybe some other time,"

"Yeah," Jazmine said, "Sorry,"

"Bye. Love you,"

"Yeah. Love you too,"

Caesar and Huey couldn't hold it back anymore. They were a fit of loud cackles and chuckles. Caesar was holding his side to keep from toppling over.

"Oh c'mon!" She shouted, "It's the only way to get a guy to back down from a date!"

"That's the most pathetic thing I've ever heard, Jazmine!" Caesar was rofl-ing now.

"Seriously. You can't even tell him the truth one time," Huey pointed out, "Why didn't you just say you didn't WANT to,"

"Cos guys are so sensitive. He'd freak out and think there was another guy,"

Caesar and Huey looked at eachother and then back at Jazmine who stared at them questioningly. Finally, she asked, "What?"

"Remember that said girlfriend said boyfriend story?" Huey asked, "Well, it's based off a true story,"

"Oh shut up!" Jazmine exclaimed, "David just doesn't like you guys cos he thinks you're gonna try and rape me in my sleep,"

"No, he doesn't like us cos' we're black," Huey explained, "He's racist and you know it,"

"No he isn't,"

"Jazmine, he said he liked your hair better straight because when you don't straighten It you look like a nappy African aids monkey," Caesar countered.

"But he's dating a mixed girl! That has to count for something,"

"You look white, Jazmine," Caesar pointed out, "He probably pretends to not notice. Has his parents ever met your father?"

"They've… met my mother,"

Huey and Caesar exchanged glances and started getting ready for bed. Jazmine decided to leave the conversation at that concidering she didn't want them to prove their point. Deep down, she feared they were correct and that he boyfriend was a racist pig who could never accept a part of her life she was proud of. She was both black and white and she wasn't about to chose between one.

"So who gets the bed?" Caesar asked.

"Rock paper scissors?" Huey offered, even though that was how they always figured out that question. Caesar shrugged and held up his fist.

One

Two

Three

Huey revealed rock along with Caesar who also had rock.

"Okay… one more,"

One

Two

Three

Huey's hand was open, yielding paper. Caesar's hand was balled into a tight fist. Paper covers rock, even if it made no sense. Huey wins.

"Huey won again?" Jazmine blinked, "I think you suck at rock paper scissors, Caesar,"

"That or Huey can read minds,"

Jazmine blinked, "Maybe so…"

Huey stretched and slid himself next to Jazmine who fluffed up her pillow. Caesar snuggled himself into his sleeping bag and yawned, "Yall two behave,"

"No promises," Jazmine joked and kissed Huey on the cheek, making emotions flare through the teenaged boy, "Night, Huey,"

"Night,"

Just like everynight he slept there, Huey had to fight every urge in his body to hold onto her skinny frame and bury his face into her hair. He wanted to touch her everywhere and never let go. He needed her but he couldn't have her.

He waited for that David to mess up and let her go of his white death hold. Huey was waiting but had long started to despair that she would never get the chance to be with a black man who could accept every part of her; not just her shell of a white woman.

Just as he closed his eyes, he felt something snuggle up to her. He gulped when he looked to see Jazmine had clutched him in her sleep and was…actually sleep talking.

"Mmm… Huey," She muttered, "I… love you too…"

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TO BE CONTINUED!!!

Wow 0o I dunno where this idea came from!!! But its cute to mee so yall can deal and I KNOW I KNOW im procrastinating on other fics but no worries, loves! They will ALL be done…. eventually