Epilogue/Bonus/10

Huey was waiting in Jazmine's front yard, looking up at her bedroom window; he had told Jazmine to look at him when she got to her room so that he'd know that she successfully snuck back in and didn't wake her parents. When he saw her, he picked up his sign and made his way home, thankful that he wouldn't have to get Jazmine out of any more trouble. When Huey reached the porch of his home, he stared at the door for a second. He couldn't get caught – there was a serious *ss whooping on the line! Carefully, he reached for the doorknob, and turned it as slowly as he could. He slipped through the door and proceeded to close the door just as he had opened it.

"Boy, where you been all night!" Huey's sigh of relief was interrupted.

"He was on a date with Jazmine, Granddad!" The lights turned on, and the first thing Huey saw was Riley's evil smile.

"Huey! On a date?! With Jazmine? AT NIGHT!"

"Granddad, why are you awake? You were both asleep when I left!"

"I wasn't nigga! And now, you're in trouble!" Riley cackled in delight, finally Huey was gonna get some whooping - it's been so long!

"What did you do to her? You better not have laid a finger on that girl."

"I didn't Granddad, nothing happened I swear!"

"'Nothing happened'? You and cutie pie Jazmine were out, alone on a date, at night! You expect me to believe that 'nothing happened'?" His hand was already at his belt.

"Wait, wait, wait, hold up, hold up, hold up." Pause for dramatic effect. "This is Huey we talkin' 'bout – the biggest hater of all time! He could never talk to a girl, he'd just bore them to death! If Huey ever gonna hold a girl's hand . . . that means the world gon' end."

For a few precious seconds, there was silence.

"Hmm, you got a point there, Riley." Huey couldn't help but be offended. "Okay boy, spill it! What were you and Jazmine doin' out so late?"

" . . . Jazmine had been feeling . . . off lately, so I . . . wanted to cheer her up."

Okay so, this time the silence was more awkward and nerve-wracking than precious.

"Oooh, he really likes her graddad!" Huey glared at Riley, hoping he'd just catch on fire already.

"You? Do something nice for someone else, for no reason? . . . Are you sure you don't got a fever?"

"I'm fine, Granddad."

"What'd you do to cheer her up? Did it work? Or did you leave her crying again?" Riley questioned with a snicker.

"Shut up, Riley!"

"No, boy, answer the question: What. Did. You. Do?"

" . . . well, we walked . . . wished on a shooting star, um, talked . . . " Huey couldn't look either of them in the eye, his face was getting warm. He was so pathetic!

"Oh, my goodness . . . you're in love!"

"No I'm not granddad!"

"Then why would you go so far for a girl, hmm?"

"I never thought the day would come . . . "

"An injustice was done, and she needed moral support."

"Uh huh, 'support'." Then Riley whispered, "That's just his cover." Granddad nodded.

Huey sighed, "Can I go to my room now?"

Granddad squinted his eyes, "Sure boy, but we'll talk more 'bout this tomorrow."

Huey rolled his eyes and Riley and Granddad wordlessly watched him make his way up, but when he was halfway up the stairs, they burst out laughing. Huey raised an eyebrow. They were both saying words, probably sentences, but he couldn't understand through their laughs. He managed to catch the word 'flower, and his eyes widened in realization. He flew to the bathroom and checked his hair in the mirror. Everything looked fine in the front, but then he saw the back of his head. Jazmine took apart the flower crown surprise she made him, and stuck flowers into the back of his hair individually. 'Ugh! Jazmine . . . '