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Huey's POV

I stepped away from Jazmine as Emmanuel got out of the car and headed towards us but, I was still close enough to step up in case he did something.

Not saying that he would but niggas are unpredictable.

"Jazmine, what is this? I have been calling you all day and you spending the day with this clown."

Clown. What the hell.

I folded my arms across my chest and Jazmine mimicked my action.

"Emmanuel I texted you and told you I was busy. Why are you acting like this?"

"Because I was under the impression that were going to chill today. I pop under the impression that I'm going to surprise you and you on your front porch boo loving with the same dude that you were dancing with last night."

He stepped up on the stoop and around Jazmine so that we were face to face.

"Freeman, are we going to have a problem?"

I unfolded my arms and closed the distance between us.

"I don't know. Will we? Because we can settle it right here."

"Alright, that is more than enough for me." Jazmine stepped between us facing Emmanuel. We never broke eye contact though, I couldn't exactly do anything with Jazmine standing in the way. I guess, no I know, that's why she stepped between us.

"Look Emmanuel, me and Huey are just friends. I said I was busy because he asked me to help him study for our calculus test tomorrow." She put her hand on his chest and he looked down at her.

"Man, whatever. I'm out of here I have to go to practice. I'll catch you later Jazmine." He turned to me and nodded his head. "Freeman."

We watched as he got into his car and drove away.

Jazmine turned to me and pushed my shoulder slightly, "Huey, were you really going to fight him?"

"Damn Jazzy, you ain't give him the chance to," Riley said walking up Jazmine's driveway holding a bag of popcorn.

"Riley, what the hell are you doing out here?"

"Well, see what happened was, I was walking past t window when I saw Emmanuel pull up in his whip. I was like 'damn, who whip is that pulling up at Jazzy house that shit nice.' Then I seen E get out of the car looking all mad and shit. I guess you and my gay ass brother was boo loving or whatever. He started fussing at y'all and I thought him and Huey was gone fight so I ran downstairs to get some popcorn to watch." He shook his bag of popcorn for emphasis. "But, by the time I got back to the window you was standing between them trying to stop the fight and I don't appreciate that JAZMINE."

I rubbed my nose. "Riley, shut up and go back in the house."

"Nigga I'm on your side I don't know why he was so mad. So, what if Jazmine wants to have a gay best friend. Most bitches want one nowadays anyway."

"Alright that's it," I grabbed Riley by the back of his shirt and started to drag him back across the street to our house.

"Ayyy, Nigga stop playing your stretching out my fit! Ahhhhh," I looked back to see if I had actually hurt him. "Huey, you made me spill my popcorn."

I kicked at him and kept pulling him in the house.

"We're going to talk about this Huey Freeman don't think this gets you off the hook," Jazmine yelled, still standing on her stoop.

I threw my hand up in wave to show her that I had heard her. I opened the front door and threw him inside.

I walked past him and up the stairs as he moaned on the floor about calling CPS because of child abuse. How could a good day go south so fast?

I went back in the house once I saw the front door of the Freeman household close. I thought about going outside to get the popcorn that Riley had spilled out of the street but decided against it, with the luck I was having today I would likely get hit by a car.

I took a step towards the stairs when the doorbell rang. I walked towards the door apprehensively.

If the person at the door has a penis I'm going to cut it off.

I looked through the peephole and opened the door when I saw Cindy. She was carrying a bunch of snacks and a milk jug full of water.

"I brought this so we could get over our hangovers together." She shook the snacks at me and headed towards the couch.

"Cindy, I didn't drink anything last night plus its five in the afternoon do your hangovers really last that long."

She plopped down on the couch and threw her hands up simultaneously. "Okay okay, Caesar may have distracted me a little. But I thought about you the whole time and I told him that I had to come and see you."

I cringed at what her and Caesar may have been doing and the fact that she thought of me the whole time.

"So, we stopped… eventually. I dropped Caesar off at Huey's and…"

"Ugh, don't even say his name to me right now."

She patted the seat next to me and made a come here gesture. I sat down next to her and grabbed a bag of Fritos from the coffee table. I told her about everything that had happened today even the weird stuff that had happened with my dad.

By the time I had finished relaying the events of my day I had finished the bag of Fritos with a majority of them ending up on the front of my shirt.

These boobs were made for catching. I giggled to myself but Cindy didn't notice.

"I have several things to say the first of them being this. Tell me honestly Jazmine, did you want something to happen with Huey upstairs? I mean you could have just had Tom go upstairs to lie down while you and Huey studied right here."

I thought about what Cindy said for a second but waved my hand dismissively. "Of course, I didn't want anything to happen. Huey and I are just getting our friendship back on track plus I'm trying to see what will happen with me and Manny."

"Manny?"

"Emmanuel."

"So, you've given him a nickname and you're still using it. Aren't you in the least bit swayed by his actions today. I mean blowing up your phone, trying to fight a guy on your doorstep. Doesn't he seem a little irrational to you."

"I mean yeah he does but you're looking at it from a biased point of view. I mean I'm sure I would have one the same thing in his position."

She rolled her eyes. "Of course, goody two shoes Jazmine has to see the good everyone."

She laughed as I shoved her shoulder.

"I'm serious Cin, if I was him I would be really upset with me too. He seems like the jealous type and all of this that's going on with me and Huey is cause for jealousy. I just have to explain to him what's going on between us."

Cindy nodded in understanding and grabbed the remote.

"I see what you're saying Jazz, I really do but do you think you're too forgiving." She flipped through the channels to see if any good movies were on.

I got up to get glasses for the jug of water she had brought, "Yes I'm sure."

As I reached into the cabinet, I heard the familiar chime for a facetime call.

"It's Emmanuel. Did you want to answer?"

"Nope. He deserves a time out," I said smiling triumphantly, "See, I'm not completely forgiving. I will text him so he won't come by the house again."

I grabbed two glasses from the second shelf and followed Cindy back to the couch where she had chosen Spy as the movie for tonight.

I'm not mad. I just need some space for right now. Please do not come by my house my dad is home and you just got lucky this time.

I smiled at my phone. He hadn't met my dad yet so maybe I could scare him into thinking that he was scary or something along those lines. Even though nine times out of ten I was stronger than he was.

Tom wasn't even going to be here tonight. I'm not sure what he does that keeps him out all night but I can imagine.

I actually wasn't mad at all I just really wanted space from both of them. To think that they were going to actually fight 'technically' over me had me excited and disturbed. Huey was never one to get caught up in a nigga moment but the more exciting part was to think that he would get into one over me.

A snore from Cindy shook me from those thoughts

Conceited much?

It was probably more of a fight for masculinity sake than anything else

Huey's POV

"Yo, I can't believe you was about to fight Emmanuel over Jazmine. I'm just glad I wasn't around because it sounds like you took most of your anger out on Riley."

I threw a pillow at Caesar. He was sitting on what used to be Riley's bed but ever since his gay fiasco with Gangstalicious, Grandpa let him sleep in the room above the garage. He didn't want me to see Riley in a mini skirt and have him influencing me.

It worked out for me in the end.

"Have you spoken to Jazmine since earlier?"

I lowered the newspaper that I had been reading to look at Caesar with an eyebrow raised. The dread head shrugged his shoulder and continued to make mixes on my laptop.

"You know I haven't talked to Jazmine. Cindy's over there and Jazmine said she would talk to me later which means she's going to talk to me when she's ready."

"Hmm, sounds to me that you're being a little bitch. Hey! Look you're going to stop throwing pillows at me or it's going to be a problem. "

I shook my head at him. A horn honked outside and Caesar got up to look out the window and then walked back to the bed and collected his stuff.

"I thought you were spending the night here?"

"No, my moms has been tripping lately. Plus, I didn't go home last night because of the hangover and I would hate for her to threaten me with a curfew. I'll see you later, Huey."

He stepped out of my room and I heard him going downstairs.

"See you later, Mr. Freeman."

I heard my grandad grunt in response before the front door open and close.

"Huey, stop bringing hungry niggas to my house. Bring friends with food. I saw Jazmine's little white cutie pie friend bring chips and water. Get you a white friend, Huey! Your friends coming in here eating all my food. I AM DYING! I don't have much longer and you're trying to starve me to death."

I closed my door gently. I was going to tell him that Caesar had only had a ham sandwich and he wasn't supposed to have pork anyway but I wasn't in the mood to hear anymore.

I walked to the window, still faintly hearing him yell about nonsense.

I looked out and towards Jazmine's front yard. Thinking about the nigga moment I had almost been a part of today. I then looked up to see Jazmine's window and her silhouette moving in front of the window.

When the light turned off I sighed in defeat and prepared for bed myself.

That is a girl worth fighting for.

A/N: Hi everyone! My self confidence is growing for some reason in all areas of my life and I know I have improved from my first few chapters lol. Although, I was trying to read through KateyBee42's story and I was like damn I need to get on her level it was so long and fulfilling. My bum ass be ready to tap out at 900 words. Anyway, for those of you who didn't know I am a proud African American BBW female. I just thought that you should now. Anyway per usual…

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