Taylor Freeman
Krys723
A/N: Thank you all for the reviews as usual! Still don't know when I'll begin my chapter countdown, I do have an idea for another story…its one of my older ones and its called Heart of a Freeman. I wrote it, but I didn't finish up but now I have the urge to start it up again…so if you see that sooner rather later then just go ahead and read that too.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own The Boondocks, I do however own my characters, so yeah.
Setting: 1951 Timid Deer Lane, Woodcrest; Silver Springs, Maryland
Date: February 12TH, 2011
Time: 8:30 P.M.
Chapter Ten
Valentine's Day
Huey Freeman…
"So what you getting Jazmine for Valentine's Day?" Taylor asked me two nights before Valentine's Day. We were in the living room watching TV and Riley was in here too, but he had his headphones on and was oblivious to the conversation. I looked over at my sister and raised my eyebrow.
"What makes you think I'm getting Jazmine anything?" I asked her.
"Your dating her, ergo, you get her a Valentine's Day gift," Taylor responded matter-of-factly. I rolled my eyes. Taylor and I had both gotten jobs last month, she worked as a waitress at the Underground Willows Sports Bar and I worked as an intern for the Wuncler Dispatch after school. Since I was able to get to my job by walking from school, I let Taylor use the car after school when she was working and when we both were off, we would just stay at home like today. Normally, Taylor would be working and she would coming in the door at ten, but not tonight.
"I know that we're dating, but that doesn't mean I have to get her a gift. You realize that if I went out and brought her a gift, then I would be giving in to white people commercialism. White people created Valentine's Day, just like they created Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving, and the most pathetic of them all, Black Friday. It's a good thing we get at least one month to ourselves, but the white man still has a say because it's Valentine's Day," I said. Taylor raised an eyebrow and even Riley looked up.
"Nigga, how does Jazmine put up with you?" he asked and Taylor started laughing.
"I'm not getting her a gift," I said in a final voice.
"I'm going to the mall tomorrow, do you want to come with me or not?" she asked me. I just sighed and just nodded.
"Hell yeah, Freeman trip to the mall!" Riley said before heading upstairs. "I need to get Cindy something anyway."
"How do you even have any money?" Taylor asked as he walked on the staircase.
"Through you two, shit you both working." He walked in his bedroom and closed his door behind him before Taylor and I could say a word.
Setting: Wuncler Central Mall, Downtown Woodcrest; Silver Springs, Maryland
Date: February 13TH, 2011
Time: 2:30 P.M.
"Nigga, we been in three stores and you still can't find a gift? Why don't' you get her something K-Poppy?" Riley asked as the two of us walked around Wuncler Central Mall, trying to find a gift for Jazmine. Riley had the materials for his gift for Cindy, which included some denim material, fabrics of different colors, and a sewing machine. When Taylor asked him about the sewing machine, Riley just shrugged it off, I'm guessing that he didn't want anybody to know what he was up too.
"How about you go inside Victoria's Secret?" Taylor asked with a wicked smile.
"Shut up," I told the both of them as they started laughing. But I took Taylor's advice and headed inside the stores that smelt like fumes and had overpriced items. I went over to the fragrance side of the store since there was no way in hell I was getting Jazmine lingerie for Valentine's Day. I was confused by the fragrances and different types of lotions, body washes, and make up this place had. I found it odd and I was starting to get dizzy.
I grabbed a PINK tote bag that was ironically pink and filled it with body lotions and mists that were from the Love Potion, Strawberries & Champagne, and Endless Love. These were Jazmine's favorites and she was running low from what she told Taylor not that long ago. When I got the counter, the woman who rung everything up giggled as she handed me a huge pink bag that brought even more attention to me. When I left the store and rejoined Taylor and Riley outside, they started laughing when they saw me and the big pink shopping bag.
"I hate you both," I said as we headed towards Barnes and Noble.
"I'm sorry my nigga but that bag is making you look gayer than you've ever been," Riley said. "And you smell like you just left a perfume factory." This made me hit them upside their heads as we entered the store. We had finished shopping for Valentine's Day, but Taylor and I needed to get prep books our SAT classes that we started back in January. This was unfortunately mandatory because we took our SATs in May and would get our results on the last day of school. I wasn't practically happy about this, but it would once and forever prove between Taylor and I whose the smarter one in the family.
"Mane, these books thick as hell," Riley said as Taylor and I searched the educational section. "You won't be seeing me with these books."
"Bullshit," Taylor said. "Your time will come."
"I ain't passing now," Riley said.
"I thought you were doing better," I said. "You doing well in Art."
"Don't mean nothing if you can't pass Algebra and Biology," Riley said as he sat on the floor of the aisle. "Shit, I'm passing English, Geography, Business and Art, but that don't mean shit if I ain't passing the big two." Taylor and I looked other before sitting down on either side of Riley.
"You know, Dad wasn't that great in school either," Taylor said. I looked at her, we had never mentioned Dad before. "He grew up to be a car salesman who made a lot of money."
"He still got shot," Riley said.
"He was at the wrong place at the wrong time," I said. "Which is why we trying to do with you? Is there one thing that you really want to do that doesn't involve getting intertwined with the police?" Riley went in his bag and pulled out his companion, his sketchbook handing it to Taylor who flipped through it.
"Holy shit, is that why you always have this with you?" Taylor asked him. Riley nodded. "Riley, this is amazing! I want this top so bad, can you make it?" Taylor bookmarked her page before she handed the book to me and I peeked inside. I immediately knew what Taylor meant, he had clothes that were either drawn or cut from a fashion magazine and taped to the page. It was all categorized by shirts, pants, hats, shoes, and jackets.
"This is really good," I said.
"Thanks nigga," Riley said as he took his book back and placed it back inside his bag. We were quiet, for once the tree of us didn't know what to say.
"I want to go to Chicago for a few days this summer," Taylor said after a moment's silence. Riley and I looked at her, I had this sudden urge to go to Chicago too and Riley had the same feeling, which is why he nodded. We all missed Mom and Dad.
"We'll ask Granddad later on, I'm sure he wouldn't mind," I said. Taylor nodded and got up, her SAT prep-book in her hand. She pushed her bangs out the way, a daily chore for her.
"Well, come on you two, I'm tired of sitting on the floor and I have things to do. So lets pay for this stuff and go back home," Taylor said. Riley and I got up and followed Taylor out the aisle.
"Nigga, can you please give Taylor that bag will we get home?" Riley asked as we headed to the cash register. "Its really bringing out your true colors?" Taylor laughed as she paid for our SAT books and the moment we were out the Mall, I chased Riley out the parking lot all the way towards Dorothy. I really wished there was some snow around so I could hit Riley in the face with it.
Setting: 1948 Timid Deer Lane, Woodcrest; Silver Springs, Maryland
Date: February 14TH, 2011
Time: 7:30 P.M.
Taylor Freeman…
After school the next night, Huey, Riley, and I headed over towards Jazmine's house across the street as she got her mini Valentine's Day party ready. She made plans for this back in January and then begged Huey to come, because you know Huey, he hates anything festive. We would be exchanging gifts there and I had the perfect gift for Caesar. It was a novel by Ken Bray called How to Score, Science, and the Beautiful Game and Caesar's had his eye on that book for months, it was almost a collector's item and every player on the Woodcrest Willows wanted a couple. To them, it was written gold.
To accompany the book, I also got him a customized uniform for when he was practicing and a brand-new pair of cleats that I had to order online using Granddad's card. He didn't mind, he would do anything to help his baby girl and I gave him back the money on my next paycheck.
I was in my room getting ready when I heard a knock on the door. For the evening, I wore a red skirt that Cindy had gotten me for Christmas with a white, long-sleeved blouse and a white belt with a gold buckle wrapped around my waist. I wore a pair of black kitten heels and a few bracelets out of a set of 200 that Jazmine had gotten me for Huey and mine's birthday. I wore at least three a day.
When I opened the door, I was face to face with my boyfriend. Caesar wore a pair of black slacks with a red button down shirt and black and white sneakers. His hair was down today and he smelled like Axe body spray. I couldn't tell which one it was, he had a collection of his favorites. When he saw me, he gave a low whistle and I noticed a red bag in his right hand.
"Is that for me?" I asked him as I got closer to him.
"Yep, but your not going to get it yet," he said in a low voice. "You'd have to wait until we're across the street."
"Are you having any dirty thoughts about me?" I asked him.
"Your too beautiful for dirty thoughts," he said as he gave me a kiss. I kissed him back and we were about to start making out when we heard Huey clearing his throat from behind. Caesar let go of me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before I grabbed my coat and followed Huey, Riley, and Caesar out the room.
When we arrived at Jazmine's house, we saw that somebody's been busy after school. Jazmine's living room was decorated in red, white, and pink hearts with five little gift bags that was filled with Valentine's Day candy hearts that turned soft the moment you placed it in your mouth and heart-shaped soft cookies that she got from Wuncler's Club. Cindy was already there, eating a soft cookie. Riley walked over and sat down beside her and it wasn't long before they started making out.
"So Huey, you like it?" Jazmine asked Huey.
"Don't worry, Jazmine its OK. Huey has gone through great lengths in the past couple of days," I said with a smile as I patted Huey on his head. Riley laughed from across the room and once everybody was seated, we decided to exchange gifts.
As I expected, Jazmine loved her Victoria's Secret collection of body mists and crèmes, Caesar loved everything I got him and gave me a long, deep kiss even though Huey cleared his throat at least two times before smacking Caesar upside his head. I swear we were getting a moment alone without Huey around. Jazmine ended up giving Huey a collection of his favorite books and Cindy and Riley—being in the same mindset—got each other clothes. Only Riley made his own clothes while Cindy ordered his online. On the back of Cindy's shirt was the initials AC.
"What do the initials stand for?" Jazmine asked as Cindy held the red shirt out for everybody to see. Riley shrugged his shoulders, he didn't know…in fact neither of us did.
"You could name it AfroCentric," Huey said as he was deep engrossed with his first novel, Sun Tzu: The Art of War. "You'd based it towards the African community, yet everybody would want it."
"I like that idea, nigga," Riley said.
"I could help you out," Caesar said. "I'd give you the start up money and you could get more fabric and I'm sure with Huey's sense of business, he could help too."
"Sure, I wouldn't mind saving you from getting swindled by some stupid white person," Huey said even though he sat beside Cindy. Cindy threw a cookie at his head and Huey rolled his eyes.
"Yo, Kovu I thought we was cool," she said.
"Stop calling me Kovu!" As Huey and Cindy got into an argument with Riley jumping in to defend Cindy and Caesar jumping in to keep the peace, I shook my head and laid my head back against Jazmine's couch.
"Are are a crazy-ass dysfunctional family and I love every minute of it," I said with a smile. She nodded in agreement…we were really the only sane ones in this house.
SHORT CHAPTER I KNOW, BUT THE LAST CHAPTER WILL BE SHORT TOO! THERE WILL BE NO EPILOGUE THIS TIME! AND AFTER THIS, YOU CAN GO ON AHEAD AND READ MY NEWEST FANFIC THE HEART OF A FREEMAN! THANKS FOR REVIEWING!