A/N: Okay I realize that there can be some confusion because I get a little lost and it's my story. Huey stopped talking to Jazmine when they were in middle school so about 13. They are now 16 and in high school. Just for clarification.

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"What can I do for you today, Huey?"

I raised my eyebrow at him being so civil to me. Last time I was here he was aggressive to the point that I thought he would need a leash.

Realization hit me when I heard Jazmine moving around upstairs.

Smart, you don't want Jazmine to hear you overreacting.

"I just wanted to let you know that from here on out I will be talking to Jazmine. I am no longer a danger to her and if I were I could better protect her being near her than avoiding her. You can either get with it or stay angry but I'm done not talking to my best friend because you told me not to."

Feeling as though I had said everything that needed to be said I began to walk away. I turned slightly when I heard him sigh.

"That's fine Huey. I can no longer prevent you from talking to her but, the chances of you being with her are slim to none," he smiled at me triumphantly.

I slanted my eyes at him, "What do you mean."

"Jazmine came home last night with a young man and I couldn't help but notice that it wasn't you."

I clenched my fists. It wasn't the fact that Jazmine came home with Emmanuel last night, I figured she was going to do that. It was the fact that Tom thought he had power over me and Jazmine's relationship.

I calmed myself and uncurled my fingers from the fist that I was holding. "Oh, are you talking about Emmanuel, the head football player. Oh yeah, he's much safer than I am, the worst Jazmine get could from him is a teen pregnancy. Jazmine doesn't turn seventeen for another two months right. If she gets pregnant really soon she can still be on sixteen and pregnant."

Tom's face had begun to turn red and I could physically see him shaking with anger. I smiled in satisfaction.

The shower turned on upstairs and we both looked towards the ceiling. I realized before Tom did that Jazmine was in the shower and she wouldn't be able to hear what was going on downstairs.

I predicted him trying to attack me so when he went to tackle me I stepped out of the way.

He couldn't stop himself in time and crashed into the table that Jazmine and I had studied at the last time. The table overturned and fell into one of the chairs breaking it.

I turned at the sound of a door upstairs opening.

"Dad, is everything okay down there?"

Tom cleared his throat and struggled to get up from the ground. He tripped over the table leg and made a crashing noise again.

"Dad!"

"I'm fine sweetie, daddy just took a fall."

"Okay… well I'm going to finish my shower. Huey should be coming over soon just have him wait downstairs for me please."

She closed the door before he could give a response. Tom turned to me with his arms folded.

During the entire ordeal, I had not moved from my position. I didn't want to laugh at him for two reasons. One, I don't like to laugh. Two, he was just sad.

He was not a bad person just a pathetic excuse for a man.

"Just know this Huey Freeman, if Jazmine gets hurt it's on your head," he turned to try and fix the table.

I shook my head at the thought. He was not going to get me like that again. I sat down on the couch to wait for Jazmine to come downstairs while Tom attempted to fix the dining room table that he had broken.

Caesar was right, Tom is full of shit.

*Flashback*

"So, what your telling me is you want me to stop talking to Jazmine for her safety? Huey, do you know how dumb that sounds what the hell makes you think she's in danger with us. She has never even been to one of our protests."

I rubbed my neck. It had been hard enough to get Caesar's mom to let me upstairs. I had to listen to her full-blown lecture about us being on the news.

Caesar and I turned to the door when she walked past mumbling.

"Why can't my son be like the other kids on the news and when a spelling bee or a science fair. No! He has to be labeled the sidekick to a terrorist. I work hard every day for my son to be a sidekick."

Caesar rolled his eyes and got up to close his door gently.

If his mom would have even thought he had an attitude she would have bust in to his room and started up again.

"Anyway, Huey I'm not doing that dumb shit and you shouldn't either. I mean how are you going to do that. Jazmine is your best friend plus everyone knows you're in love her," he smirked when he saw my face heat up, "yeah nigga everybody knows except Jazmine."

No, they don't. Do they?

"Even Riley knows and he don't care about nobody else but himself."

I stood up and walked over to where he was standing.

"That's not the point Ceez. I'm going to try to keep Jazmine safe by keeping her away from the trouble that we get ourselves in and I'm asking you as a friend to do the same."

Caesar sighed, "Alright, Huey. I'll do my best but I can't just go cold turkey on Jazmine like you plan on doing. I mean we are friends."

"Thanks for at least trying. I don't know what I would do."

*End Flashback*

I shook my head at the memory. It was a ridiculous thought and now I could see why Caesar had said what he said.

But, you know what they say hindsight IS 20/20. I'm just glad that Caesar never truly stopped being her friend just stopped hanging out with her like I did.

I turned at the sound of someone coming downstairs.

Jazmine's POV

I walked downstairs to see what kind of mess my dad had made. I got my clumsiness from him and he tended to break things more when Mom was away on business.

I stopped a few steps up when I saw an afro behind the couch. Who else could it be but Huey?

He's early. I still have fifteen minutes I think…

Huey seemed lost in thought anyway. I ran back upstairs to grab my phone and bookbag so we could get through the calculus work together. I understand Calculus and am passing the class. But, that doesn't mean I can't get a refresher.

When I got back to my room I saw that I had two missed calls. One from Cindy and one from E.

I really don't like that I think I'm going to call him something else instead.

I sent a quick text to Cindy and Emmanuel letting them know I would call them back later and saved Emmanuel's number under the name Manny.

Yeah, that's good enough. I laughed to myself. E is probably what his boys call him and I'm definitely not trying to be one of his boys.

I shook my head at myself, grabbed my bookbag and headed down the stairs again. This time Huey turned around and looked at me.

"Hey Huey, how long have you been here," I asked trying to ignore the squeeze on my heart that happened every time he looked at me.

Damnit Dubois, we are getting over him.

He shrugged his shoulders at me and I rolled my eyes and smiled at him. Even though we had spent nearly three years apart I realized how naturally our friendship was coming back.

After the party last night, I thought it would be weird between us because of the dancing but, this wasn't awkward at all. Well, as long as he didn't hear my heart beating against my chest it wouldn't be awkward.

"Did you want to move into the dining room where we were last time?"

"Your dad is actually pretty busy in there?"

I squinted my eyes in question and then turned to look into the dining room which was right off of the living room. There I saw the broken table and my dad trying and failing to put the table back together.

I sighed and threw my phone and bookbag on the chair next to Huey.

"Daddy, what did you do," I kicked at a broken chair leg, "and how did you do it?"

He looked at me with a look of defeat across his features. "I don't know sweetheart. Daddy, must have just TRIPPED."

I looked at him as he glared out of the dining room directly at Huey. I grabbed his arm and drug him into the kitchen with me.

"Daddy, what is your problem with Huey? Every time he comes over and you get home things get tense and you glare at him." He opened his mouth to speak but I kept going. "I am really trying to get me and Huey's friendship back on track. I understand you may be mad because of the way he treated me but we're moving past that now. Okay, Daddy?"

He looked speechless for a second and then hung his head, "Alright sweetie, I'll try to be less protective of you and be nicer to Huey."

I nodded my head, kissed him on the cheek, and went to grab my stuff from beside Huey.

"C'mon Huey we can study in my room."

Thud.

I turned to see that my dad had passed clear out on the floor. I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck.

Huey stood and sighed as well, "I'll go get some water."

A/N: Hi guys. Well I'm a week and a day late and well college (two tests last Monday and a paper due last Wednesday). Thank you, guys, so much for your supportive reviews. Um, yeah, he was a bitch but I knew that so it's my fault lol. I haven't talked to him in a while so I'm doing good. Finals are coming up so… I'm just rambling. I'm open to suggestion for this story I don't know how long I'm going to make it but I have an idea of where I'm going. So, yeah I'll stop here.

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