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Chapter Three

~Back Home~

Huey, Jerome, Caesar, and Carmichael were all over Kasey's house that Saturday afternoon. Her cousin Sirayah would be there at eight o'clock and Kasey was busy setting up balloons at the door for her arrival. There was prepared food on the table, covered in foil was a huge supreme pizza, Sirayah's favorite kind of pizza. There bottles of Sprite, Smirnoff, and Patron chilling in the fridge, along with Ya-Ya's favorite desert: Strawberry cheesecake. Kasey wanted to bring her baby cousin home to a good ole' fashioned house warming party.

"Damn, you going all out ain't it?" Carmichael asked. Kasey turned and nodded. "Yes!" she ran over to her shelf and pulled out her family album. She scanned the photos until she came across the section with nothing but her in Ya-Ya in the pictures and handed them to Carmichael.

"We're pretty close," she began. "After her parents died, my mom, her aunt took her in. We were like sisters. We were inseparable, we were partners in crime, you name it, and we were it. But then…when her dad's will surfaced, he said that Evelyn, his second wife, should take custody of Ya-Ya. She took her and moved to New York. Those baby pictures of us are all I have." Carmichael flipped through them.

"She fine as hell!" he smiled. If she was this cute young, she'd be a heartbreaker by now!

"I knew you were a pedophile." Huey scoffed.

"Nigga you know that's not what I meant, and besides, why are you even here? Don't you hate parties?" he asked ticked off at the revolutionists' snide remark.

True, Huey did hate parties, but he didn't consider this a party. "This isn't a party. This is a get-together." Caesar eyed his friend and said, "That's his way of saying he wants to see her." Jerome chuckled. Huey folded his arms, not saying anything. Kasey shook her head. "What will I do with you boys? The true good thing about this is that I won't be the only girl in this group anymore!" Before that, Jazmine would roll with them…but ever since they broke up, no more Jaz. Cindy McPhearson, Riley's girlfriend, would only be around if Riley was around, so she practically had no other girl to talk to. Standing to her feet she put her hands on her hips.

"Okay, to be short: All of you. Behave! Especially you Freeman!" Huey narrowed his red-brownish eyes at her. "Why especially me, Ms. Jones?"

"It's Mrs. Caesar!" Jerome interjected. "Yeah, get her name right negro!" laughed Caesar.

"Because, you're too brutal Mr. Freeman, she doesn't know you to know you're a cold hearted leftist with a dark view of life. All I'm saying is…should she tell you about her birthday or something don't bring up death. In fact, just scowl at her or something." Huey raised an eyebrow. "Oh, so she's those sheltered types? Does she even know what death is? She still believes in Santa?" he teased, still sounding as serious as ever.

"No, I'm basically telling you not to be a kill joy." She said flatly. He rolled his eyes and turned away from her. "As you wish." She knew he was going to do it anyway. Carmichael snorted.

"Being a kill joy is all he knows how to do." Huey gave him a look…a scary side glare that told him to shut up, he did so. Looking at the clock, Kasey shrieked.

"Eeep! It's seven thirty already? Oh, I better get to the airport!" she rushed to the door and grabbed her keys.

"Remember boys! Play nice when she gets here!" and she closed the door behind her.

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Sirayah took in a deep breath. "Good to be home…I guess." She whispered. She hasn't been in Woodcrest since she was seven, everything looked so different, yet the same. She grabbed her bags and sat down on a nearby bench and pulled her cell phone out her pocket.

'Kase, I'm here. I'm at Gate C.'

'Okay, I'm just walking in. Here I come.'

After waiting for a good fifteen minuets, Sirayah heard a familiar squeal and jumped up.

"Kasey!"

"Ya-ya!" they gave each other a big hug and stepped back. "Damn girl! You grown on me!" Kasey said while walking around her. "Though your ass isn't as big as mine. Ha!" she smiled in triumph. Sirayah rolled her eyes and smiled. "Shut up and take me home." Kasey helped her with her bags and walked to her car. As Kase drove back to the house, Sirayah talked about school and Jennifer, while Kasey talked about Caesar and their little group. Kasey felt it'd be best for her to prepare Ya-Ya for Huey.

"Jerome and Carmichael are pretty cool, they brothers. Carm that crazy funny dude, while Rome's more laid back. And my baby Caesar? Oh man, he is ALWAYS the life of the party; he's the nicest man ever. Just wait until you meet him. Then…there's the leader of our group…Huey Freeman." She sighed, making Sirayah curios. "What about him?"

"I'll let you know now. He's a cynical, unapologetic leftist. But of course he means well. I'd let you know in advanced before he…throws his charm at you." Sirayah smiled before saying, "Sounds pretty colorful." Her cousin shook her head. " You have no fucking clue." She laughed.

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The boys were fighting not to eat the food before the girls got here. "They need to hurry the fuck up! I'm hungry and this pizza smellin so good!" Carmichael whined.

"Have some self control." Huey said as he was reading a book while he waited.

"Keep yo ass in that book nigga, I'm getting tired of you." Carmichael snapped. Jerome and Caesar ignored them, it was normal to have them fighting like that; they continued to watch Fresh Prince. All boys looked over to the hallway when they heard the doorknob jiggle.

"Baby is back!" Caesar leaped off the couch. Both girls walked in laughing. Sirayah saw a dark-skinned boy with shoulder length dreads smiling at them. "Ya-ya, this is Michael Caesar, my fiancé." Kasey gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Nice to have you! Welcome now!" he cheered in a faux Jamaican accent, making Sirayah laugh. "Nice to meet you!" she shook his hand, only to be yanked in a hug. "We'll be family girl! Give me a hug!" After they hugged, Kasey dragged her to the living room. "Guys! This is Sirayah!"

The three boys turned to see a red-toned girl with jet black hair that rested a few inches past her shoulders with bangs tossed to the right, above her dark grayish eyes. Her style was reminiscent of a New York model, a red beret hat with a form fitting black shirt, red skirt, black stockings, and complete with black flats. In conclusion, she was pretty. The brothers jumped to their feet.

"I'm Jerome Smith!"

"And I'm his brother Carmichael!" they both shouted at her, the afro closed his book and rolled his eyes at the idiots. She smiled. "Hello." She turned over to Huey.

'Woah.' She thought as she eyed the mocha man sitting down. 'That must be Huey…he's so cute!' His brown skin looked so smooth, she wanted to run over there and just touch his face. And when his crimson eyes met hers, he spoke.

"Huey Freeman." His voice was deep and even, sending chills up her spine. "Hey…" she felt a blush creep on her skin, she turned to the table before anyone could notice. "Pizza? Alright! Let's eat!" They all gathered around the table as Kasey went in the kitchen to get the drinks. Huey took his seat next to the guest of honor, well…forcibly took the seat, Carmichael wanted to sit next to her.

"So, I'm sure Kasey told you a lot about us?" Huey asked Sirayah as she put pizza on her plate.

"No, not really, just that you guys are an activist group, she let me know all the good things you all do, and I think it's really good to stand up for your rights." She had a feeling he was about to throw that…charm Kasey warned her about in the car.

"What's your thoughts on the government to con-" Jerome laughed a hearty laugh.

"Dude! The woman just got here! Don't be pouncing on her already! I'm sorry Ya-Ya, but this nigga be too serious for his own good!" Caesar smiled, "My brotha TOO gleeful, the fuck you talking about?" they both laughed. Huey scowled but turned back to her. "So, what are your thoughts on the government to conspire to send innocent blacks to jail?" They laughed at him again.

"It's wrong to send anyone innocent to jail I believe…" she took a bite out of her pizza. Huey folded his arms. "Good enough answer I suppose." He paused. "What were your views about Obama? Were you on his coat tails with everyone else?" He was curious as to how her intellect in politics were and weather not was she as dense as the Dubois family, or any typical American really. She turned to him and said blankly, "…You're making me lose my appetite. I was on a 6 hour flight. I'm hungry."

The table fell silent, only to have Carmichael yell, "SHE SHUT YO ASS DOWN!" and proceeded to laugh.

"That was a cop-out. She was an Obama fan." He proceeded to eat his food. She rolled her eyes. "I know what I am, and know what you're not, being right." Huey faced her.

"So answer it then, since I'm so wrong." He threw the attitude back.

"HUEY!" Kasey frowned as she placed the drinks on the table. Caesar eyes widened. "Such feisty flirting going on!" he cried.

"Humph!" both Sirayah and Huey screamed as they turned from each other.

'To think I thought this rude jackass was cute! But…Kase did warn me. ' She sighed. Huey looked back at her, but his attention was turned to his phone as it rang.

"What?...Stop playing on my phone Riley...What? What happened? I'm on my way." Huey stood from the table. "Look, I gotta go."

"Everything alright?" Caesar asked. "No, I'll tell you guys later...I don't want to spoil Ms. Princess' party." Huey ignored her glare and left. Jerome leaned into Kase's ear."You know they gonna get together right?" Kasey just smiled and nodded. "Only in a matter of time."

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