Cindy had had just about enough of the silence on Jazmine's end. She knew something had went down with Huey but, didn't know exactly what. She knew that Jazmine had planned then cancelled a date with Emmanuel but, didn't know why.

Cindy hated not knowing. How was she supposed to be a know it all if she didn't have all the details.

This is why she had left her house at 9 A.M. knowing she would catch Jazmine off guard since Jazmine did not believe in waking before noon on the weekends. She pulled up in her red convertible, an apology gift from her father for not being home for her 17th birthday, into the Dubois driveway an noted that both of Jazmine's parents were home. Which was weird because they were never home on the weekends.

Cindy walked up to the front door and knocked three times and rung the doorbell three more times. On the off chance that Jazmine was up she would know it was Cindy. Cindy was checking her high ponytail in the reflective glass on the side of the door when Tom pulled open the door.

"Hey Mr.D! How's it hanging?"

Cindy looked Tom up and down noticing his dishevelled appearance.

'Not too well apparently.' She thought to herself while keeping a nice colgate smile on her face. He looked as if he hadn't gotten any sleep last night and not in the good way.

"Hello Cindy, um, right now actually isn't a good time to-"

The door opened more as Jazmine's mother Sarah pulled it to reveal herself behind the door as well.

"Come on in, Cindy. Jazmine is upstairs but, good luck getting her out of bed."

"Okay, cool," Cindy said slowly looking at Jazmine's parents. Something was off and she almost commented on it but she knew that they often had fights over little things. She made a face as she remembered the Usher incident.

Cindy headed up the stairs but not without hearing Sarah say to Tom, "So, what? Are you going to try to bully Cindy out of Jazmine's life too?" Cindy almost paused on the steps to listen in more to what Sarah was talking about but, she didn't want to make it seem like she was eavesdropping so she made a mental note to ask Jazmine about it later.

She slowly pushed open Jazmine's door expecting to see her sleeping form laid out across her bed but, pushed it open all the way when she saw that Jazmine was not in the bed.

When the bathroom door opened Jazmine almost screamed as she realized someone was in her room. But, when she saw that it was Cindy she stopped herself and instead just gasped really loud.

"Cindy, what are you doing here," Jazmine asked pulling her towel around herself tighter as she moved across the room to her dressers to pull out clothes for the day.

Cindy, unbothered by Jazmine's state of undress, sat down on her bed casually.

"Um, hello, I'm your best friend I come over here so much. I practically live here."

"Yeah, but not on a Saturday at 9:30 in the morning," Jazmine moved behind the door of her walk in closet so she could put her underwear on without accidentally flashing Cindy, "Is something wrong," she asked and then poked her head out from behind the door, "Did you and Michael break-up?"

"No," Jazmine nodded her head and went back into the closet, "I'm here because you haven't been answering any of my texts and you haven't called me back and I've definitely called you like six times. Why you gotta make me feel like a stalker Jazzy?"

"Because," Jazmine started leaving her closet with two possible tops for the day in her hand and her pink fuzzy robe wrapped around her, "Last night I didn't even bother checking my phone. I just went to bed. But, you can check it for me it's right on the nightstand."

Cindy leaned back and reached her arm out so she could grab Jazmine's phone which was indeed on the nightstand and unbeknownst to Cindy had been sitting there since yesterday afternoon.

"Damn Jazzy, you really haven't checked your phone. If I called you six times and called myself a stalker what does it make Emmanuel who called you twenty times and left you hella text messages I think he started spelling words and sending them as texts letter by letter," Cindy scrunched up her face, "Yeah, maybe, you should think about letting him go."

"Yeah… which shirt should I wear bright yellow tweety bird or forest green pocket shirt? I'm going to be wearing my dark jeans no matter which shirt you pick."

"I like the green... wait, what are you getting dressed up for? Why are you up so early in the first place?"

Jazmine smiled at Cindy and went to sit next to her on the bed, "Me and Huey are going out today to discuss somethings, maybe have a heart to heart," Jazmine grinned at Cindy who gave her a look of disbelief.

"Huey, who? Huey Freeman? The one that lives right outside of this window here," Cindy questioned as she got up and went to Jazmine's window and opened her window to point at the Freeman house.

"Yes, that Huey. Oh," Jazmine said as she realized she had to catch Cindy up on what had been happening in her life since Thursday night.

Jazmine patted the spot next to her on the bed and began to tell Cindy about all that had transpired including what had happened on Thursday, with Huey admitting his feelings for her, and then her kicking him out. She talked about Friday and what Riley had told her about what happened to make Huey stop talking to her and lastly she talked about last night and running into Huey while on a late night 'adventure'.

Cindy showed great self control by just listening to the story and rolling her eyes and gasping at the appropriate moments. When Jazmine finished her story, Cindy was quiet for a minute just taking it all in.

"So, do you love him back?"

Jazmine looked at Cindy incredulously, "Yes, I mean I've loved him since we were kids. Even when he wasn't speaking to me I had feelings for him, I mean they reasonably dulled because I didn't understand what was going on but, I never stopped loving him."

"Well, let me ask you this. Are you ready to be in a relationship with him? I mean four years without talking to someone is four years of changes that you don't know about."

"I mean we probably won't jump right into a relationship if that's what you're saying."

"Alright, I just want to make sure you're not moving into anything too fast or too soon. Now another pressing issue is what are you going to do about your dad. I mean what he did was fucked up."

Jazmine shrugged and continued to get dressed as she saw that she had about an hour left until she had to meet Huey.

"What can I do about it Cin, I mean it's done and it happened what am I supposed to do about it but move past it."

Cindy nodded in agreement, mostly because she didn't know what she could do in a situation like that either. She had her issues with her father but, that was because he was more their for her and her mom financially than physically.

"Where are you going with Huey anyway," Cindy asked now texting Caesar with an absent minded smile on her face.

"Great question," Jazmine said buttoning her jeans closed, "throw me my phone."

Cindy grabbed her phone and tossed it to Jazmine who easily caught it and went about unlocking it. She sucked in a breath at the alarming number of messages she had received from Emmanuel.

'Cindy really wasn't exaggerating,' she thought to herself.

She didn't bother reading them just yet and just sent him a text saying that things weren't working out and it wasn't him it was her. She cringed at how cliche it sounded but really couldn't think of another way of explaining things.

She then went to her message thread for Huey and asked him where they were going. He texted her back 'The Bistro' and she knew exactly where he was talking about. It was this little cafe/coffee shop that was on the upper east side of town.

'Do you want to ride with me.'

Jazmine was about to text him back of course but, instead turned to Cindy asked her to drop her off instead.

"Why, don't you just ride with Huey?"

"I just don't want it to be an awkward car ride and we really shouldn't start talking about things until we get to the restaurant anyway."

"Smart thinking, yeah I can drop you off basketball practice was cancelled today anyway. Let's go ahead and leave now though so that way we won't be following each other to the restaurant. Are you ready?"

"Yeah let's go."

Meanwhile at the Freeman household…

Huey was getting ready for his… well he didn't know what to call it since it technically wasn't a date and it certainly wasn't just a meeting between two people who barely knew each other/.

Huey moved hangers in his closet deciding what would be best for him to wear today before stopping at a dark blue button up that he had been saving for something more special than school but less formal than the dinner parties that his Grandad still made him attend with the Wuncler's despite everything they had done to them.

He rolled his eyes at the memory of him finding his brother with Ed and Gin Rummy drunk off his ass. The ass whooping he got later than night had certainly sobered him up.

He had just finished buttoning up the last button his shirt when his cell phone began to ring. He took one look a the caller ID and hesitated before sliding the green button to the right.

"Hello," he answered reluctantly.

He could hear the caller sucking his teeth on the other line.

"Man, why you got to answer the phone like you don't like talking to your best friend?"

"Because you only call me when you have bad news or when you're trying to be nosy otherwise you text me. So, which one is this time," he asked regarding his dread headed best friend.

"A little bit of both."

Huey sighed and moved to close his bedroom door just in case Grandad or Riley decided to walk by and be nosy.

"What's up Ceez?"

"What's going on with you and Jazmine," Caesar asked getting straight to the point.

"Nothing is going on with me and Jazmine besides her tutoring me, why what's going on?" Technically there was nothing going on between him and Jazmine at the moment so he wasn't lying.

"Well Emmanuel seems to think otherwise and is spreading it around school that you stole her from him."

"And…"

"I actually heard some things about dude, and it don't seem like he all there."

Huey sat down on his bed as he put his shoes on getting more and more interested in the conversation, "What do you mean by that," he asked because he knew that Caesar knew that he didn't care what people at school had to say but, if Emmanuel had was ready to back it up then he needed to be ready.

"I mean that people have been telling me some things about his past and I've been looking into it myself as well and he has a history of being violent," Huey could hear the mouse clicking in the background like Caesar was actively doing this research, "and I don't mean just fighting I'm talking about dude put someone in a hospital at his last school and that's why he got kicked out. Also, when I googled his name if you scroll down a little bit you can see that he actually a skilled fighter like he's won awards for amateur MMA fights in the past."

Huey stood up from the bed and rubbed the stubble that was on his chin and then checked his watch. He could deal with this later, he didn't want to be late meeting up with Jazmine.

"Look Ceez, I actually have a date with Jazmine right now," he rolled his eyes as heard Caesar audibly gasp, "I was going to tell you after… if it went well. I want this to go well and he will just get in the way so I want you to be there out of sight but watching just in case he happens to show up. He shouldn't but, just in case he does I want you to run interference."

"I can't believe you didn't tell me this, but we'll talk about it later. I can be there in fifteen."

"Alright, bet. Thanks again man."

"It's no problem now hurry up and get ready." Huey heard the click indicating that Caesar had hung up and put his phone into his back pocket.

He grabbed his keys off his desk and headed downstairs. As he was coming down the stairs Riley turned his head to look at him from his spot on the couch.

"Where you going?"

"On a date." Huey answered as he continued walking to the front door.

"With who," Riley sat up with curiosity.

Huey ignored his question and slammed the front door on his way out. Riley huffed and turned back to the TV.

"He probably going on a gay date with his gay ass. I ain't want to know anyway."

A/N: At this point I'm just trash and I know it. I actually had to withdraw from anatomy because I was failing with straight F's. I'll be better with school ending and hopefully finish this story within the next month or two.