Huey went to the tree to find Jazmine and Riley already there. They were whispering and snickering behind the safety of the big tree. Huey took a step to peer over to see them. They were huddled together. Riley had his legs out and his hands behind him, where Jazmine was on her knees, her hands covering her giggling mouth.

"uh…. Hey,"

"Wussup, Bro!?" Riley smiled, "This some dope spot ya got here,"

Huey raised his eyebrow curiously, "Can I talk to Jazmine for a sec?"

"Go 'head, Niggah," Riley said and looked at her. She smiled and looked up at Huey with wide eyes.

"Whaddia want?"

Huey looked at his baby brother and then back at Jazmine, "Alone,"

Riley gave him a face, "Hey, whatcha can't say in fronta me?"

Jazmine gave him a face and then looked at Riley with affection, "Hey Riley, wanna go to my house and watch TV?"

"Yeah," Riley smiled and the two hopped up and headed down the hill, leaving Huey alone by the big tree. He winced when he watched Jazmine go for Riley's hand as they vanished from view.

"What the hell is going on?"

Later that day Jazmine found herself going back up the hill with a knowing smile on her face. She sat down on a tree root and looked up at he sky.

She couldn't help it. She started to sing Bubbly by Colbie Caillat. She loved that song and her voice suited it.

"You aint bad," A voice said. She jumped and looked up. There was Huey resting on a tree branch.

"Oh… H-Hey Huey,"

Huey jumped down and looked at her, "Hey,"

"Is there something you wanted?" she wanted to know.

"Not….really," Huey started and then looked back at her, "So… who was it?"

"Who was what?"

"The person who sent me the letter? Who was she?"

"I can't tell you that!" She stammered quickly. She was catching onto Riley's lying on cue skill.

Huey sighed and sat down. She sat down with him and looked out at the view before them.

They sat their in silence as they usally did. It didn't last long, though, because Huey was dying for answers.

"Why Riley?"

"Beg pardon?"

"Why Riley? I mean… he's so… not your type,"

"Oh and you know what my type is, do you?" She asked coldly, "Riley's NICE to me and likes to hang out with me. He listens to me and doesn't make me cry,"

"He told you santa wasn't real!"

"You told me the tooth fairy wasn't real and that everyone I love will die!"

They both stayed there and stale mate. Jazmine turned her head and closed her eyes, "Besides… he's smarter than you think,"

Huey snorted and rolled on his side, "Whatever,"

Jazmine got up and headed down the hill with a pout on her face, "Night Huey,"

"Later," he said just as bitterly.

"That's perfect!" Riley cheered on the phone with Jazmine, "Betcha homeboy's goin NUTS! Haha!"

"I don't think this is making him like me, Riley,"

"Nah. What it's doin is makin him think why he so upset about you an me togethah. He's gonna realize its cos he wantsa for himself," Riley told her casually, "Look, just trust me on dis one, gurl,"

"Okay. Thanks, Riley,"

"Peace,"

Click.

Riley walked up the stairs and flopped on his bed. Huey was sitting at his computer, typing away like a mad man.

"Sup?" Riley said coolly.

"Hey," Huey replied, eyeing his brother who was now reading a magazine, "So…"

"So what?"

"How's Jazmine doin?"

"Why you wanna know?"

"Just curious," Huey shrugged and closed out of his program.

"She's good. She wants me to go over to her house tomorrow and help her make a salad,"

"She's making a salad? For what?"

"For the barbecue in two days," Riley shrugged, "She wants ta do something crazy wit it so she asked me help,"

"You don't know shit about healthy food,"

"So? My hoe wants me over there. I'll prolly throw in bacon or suntin to make it good," Riley shrugged casually.

Huey walked over to his computer with an annoyed look on his face, "That defeats the prupose of the whole salad!"

"So?"

Huey growled, "You can't do that!"

"If ya think you so hawt then you go over tomorrow and help, then,"

"Fine! I will!" Huey barked and flopped down on his bed to go to bed.

Riley smirked to himself and shook his head.

Dance puppet. Dance.