A/N: Shoutout to Gasolina, Lovumba, Bilando and other various Latino Pop and Reggae songs my sister blasted on her speakers while I was writing. And the bus driver for being so peaceful and allowing me to have focus when I was writing ya on my way to school.

Okay, so I promised shoutouts...

MaiXii: thank you, girl, for all the reviews! And yeah, as you saw last chapter, they got together. However, the question "does Jazmine still have feelings for Huey?" remains. Thanks for the laptop support ;) and with the whole summary thing, at first I was like "nawww lemme not publish it, it gives away too much" but then I figured it would help you guys guess some stuff and make connections, and also confuse you XD sorry I'm evil but sometimes a confused yet intrigued reader is good.

cutechibilolita: tis the question... And yes, after that whole flashback thingy, she got into fashion, although I haven't mentioned it yet (eek, I will this chapter). Also, Huey's a chef if you didn't catch my drift in the second chapter.

Guest (#1): Thanks for the review. And yes, Huey's the ultimate bae.

Guest (#2): thanks for the review, and thanks for praising the HueyxCindyness of this story. There aren't that many on the archive. However, I would still like to note that I am DEFINITELY NOT the first one to create one. And, who knows? Maybe things will take a turn...

nate: continued...

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE BOONDOCKS. Or the songs I mentioned last chapter.

"Damn," Cindy exclaims.

"What? What's wrong?!" Jazmine's panicky self asks.

"Huh?"

"You said the d-word... What's wrong?"

"Oh, that. Well, at first it was for two things... But now it's for three," she starts. "Well number one, I can't believe you're a freakin' fashion designer but you don't know what the hell to wear."

"I TELL people what to wear. I don't tell MYSELF," Jazmine defends.

"Mhm. Oh well, girl. And numba 2: that dress in the window, you need to try it on." Jazmine looks at what Cindy's referring to, nods her head in agreement, then turns back to Cindy, signaling for her to continue. "And number 4 is-"

"Number three," Jazmine corrects, with a half smile.

"Girl, whateva. Number 3," Cindy states with much emphasis, "is I can't believe you STAY refusing to curse."

"Cindy, I've already told you like 100 times! There were different phases of my life that you didn't go through, and I think with your help, I might be able to change back to the naive, old Woodcrest Jazmine that all of you guys knew and loved."

Flashback...

"And then, the mulatto bitch corrected me in front of everyone," a girl from Jazmine's class complains to her friend.

"Mhm. She something else," she agrees. "Aye, ain't that her there?" She asks, and the first, pissed off girl nods her head.

And the next thing Jazmine knew, she was running like someone in the Olympics, trying to get home to her probably high mother, who was probably banging someone; the only way she seemed to get money here.

End of Flashback...

"Jaz. Jazzy? Jazmine?!" Cindy calls. Jazmine "wakes up" for the umpteenth time from her trip down memory lane.

"Yah?" Jazmine responds cooly. Cindy looks of worry remain on her face, so to break the tension and make Cindy more relaxed, she asks, "Why don't we look at the dress you suggested?" To which Cindy replies with a smile, as they enter the high end store.

\-_-/

"Hey Ceez! Hey Huey!" Jazmine calls out happily as they enter Cindy and Huey's house. Huey nods to Jazmine's presence, and Ceasar responds with a smile.

Huey tries to read Cindy's face, but all he can detect is worry. "Cin, you okay?" He asks. She just nods I'm return, similar to what his daughter has been doing for the past year. Just about the time Caesar moved back to Woodcrest, and started coming over and talking to the family more...

So then why did Huey see-

"You HAVE to tell her," Valerie tells Caesar in the now Cindy and Jazmine free room. "She may be able to do something," she says, a bit softer than her last statement.

Huey, blown away that after over a year Valerie is actually talking, stutters on his words. "Wh-Wha-What... What-what do you mean?" He asks Valerie, who simply nods her head no and runs away; dodging Huey's question. Huey turns to Caesar and asks, "Caesar, what-what does she mean?" Caesar shakes his head and his dreads make noise as they beat against it. Huey could already imagine Riley yelling at him, saying 'Nigga, stop shaking yo damn dreads. Acting like a damn girl who just got her weave done.' But instead, Riley was not there, and Caesar remained quiet. A minute of silence passes, but for Huey it feels like a moment, for he was asking himself questions about the whereabouts of his family and how they've been acting lately, and freaking out inside.

Finally, Caesar breaks the silence. "She's right," he barely says under his breath.

"What do you mean, 'she's right'?" Huey asks, in an unbelievable state of mind.

"Sometimes you can't be anything BUT right," Caesar says slowly, allowing the words to just escape his mouth, but still flow beautifully like a poet's.

Huey, irritated that his wife was keeping secrets, that Caesar was acting weird, that Jazmine had come back in town and acted like nothing changed, that Valerie would talk to Caesar but not him, and that Riley just seemed to have disappeared into thin air without telling him, shouts "Well if you can't prove the damn thing, the she must be wrong!" Not caring that his daughter may be able to hear him.

Caesar takes a deep breath, as if he's in on a secret that's too bad to tell Huey, or just wants to annoy him like the rest of the world is right now. "No, she's right Huey. That daughter of yours... She's something else. Maybe even wiser than you when you were little."

A/N: aha! Told y'all I'd end it like this! Sorry if it was an awkward ending, when I was writing last chapter I was like "huh, I should end it like this." And I typed it up and told you guys and I wanted to keep my word on it. So, anyways... I wanna tell you guys three reviews for the next chapter... But, nah, it's not worth it. I'm just glad you guys are actually reading it, and I hope I'm doing SOMETHING right, 'cause for the past week and a half or so, it's had more reviews than DMMRI. Which is still somehow everyone's fave of mine? Anyways, please tell me what I'm doing wrong. Or shoot, I'm done with my homework now (cuz I had a study hall) so just talk to me in general!

P.S. If I don't get addicted to updating this story [ XD ] then Don't Make Me Regret It: Resurrection will be updated my Sunday let's say?