I appreciate all the reviews. I'm hoping it will get better as well but if it does not let me know. I know it is going slow but I am still in the beginning stages but I will not be here forever I promise.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Boondocks… or anything really.
The microwave started beeping at the same time as someone rang the doorbell. I looked at my watch, it's only 4:30 so Huey shouldn't be here yet. Deciding between going to the door and getting my food from the microwave, I popped open the microwave and took out the plate with my Hot Pocket on it. I was in no hurry to start the session with Huey and I did not want to start it early.
After I carefully put the plate on the counter I began to walk towards the door when all of a sudden he started knocking on the door like he was trying to knock it down.
Who does this guy think he is, I thought furiously.
"Aye Jazzy open up I know you in there!" I immediately calmed down when I recognized Riley's voice and opened the door as he pushed his way inside.
"I wuz trynna not ta be rude by ringin' the doorbell but den I realized dat yo parents wont here and cuz they never are an plus it wuz takin you too long to open the door."
Well that explains why he was uncharacteristically ringing the doorbell usually he just walks right in.
Despite one Freeman brother treating her like the walking plaque, Riley had never stopped being her friend. When she eventually asked him about his brother he said he didn't know why he stopped talking to her and chalked it up to it being because he was a 'gay ass nigga.'
After closing and locking the door Jazmine looked in the living room and when she didn't see Riley on his usual spot on the couch she walked into the kitchen. "Hey, that was mine!"
Riley looked at me with a mouth full of pepperoni and cheese, "You shouldn't haf lef it on da counter den."
I rolled my eyes and went to the freezer to grab another one. "What did you need Riley," I asked walking past him to the microwave.
"I need you ta braid ma hair again. I got a date with fat booty Keisha tonight and I can't be lookin a fool when I'm hitting that."
I gathered all the trash that was scattered around him, "Yeah, but she put out for everybody," I started to laugh, "You want to look good for when you lose your virginity, you mean."
He looked at me with his mouth hanging open as I tried to hide my laugh behind my hand.
"Wow Jazz, so you just gone play me like I don't be having all the hoes callin me Daddy Reezy."
I continued laughing as I took my second hot pocket out of the microwave, "Ok whatever you say Riley."
"Daddy Reezy."
"I'm never going to call you that," I took a bite of my hot pocket, "and I can't do your hair because I'm tutoring your brother in Calculus."
Suddenly I felt a presence behind me. "Actually, we are going to be tutoring each other since you still fail to acknowledge your African heritage."
Riley and I stared at him in shock for a few seconds before I could shake off the fear his sudden appearance had put in my heart.
"How the hell did you get in here!"
He twirled a keychain with a silver key on it on his finger so I could see it. I forgot about the spare key.
"Nigga, I'm gone need for you ta make some noise when you come into a fucking room, specially somebody house. If I had known you walked dat quietly we would haf been robbin houses together. We would neva get caught."
Huey ignored Riley and continued to peer at me with his eyebrow raised, "Are we going to get started or what."
Riley spoke up before I could, "Nigga she doin my hair tonight. I got a date with big booty Keisha tonight!"
"No you don't."
"Fuck you mean."
"Grandad says your cleaning the garage tonight and he found his spiked belt.
"Oh shit," Riley exclaimed before he ran out of the house leaving me and Huey by ourselves.
"So, now are you ready to get started," Huey said turning to me.
There is no excuse for me posting this late other than I'm lazy but I'm working on it. Please review I get excited when I get the emails.