Hello boos! Back at it again with a fresh chapter!

Okay, so before you dive in, let's get some things straight. I'm not from the U.S, and where I live the high school system is very very different.

I did a lot of research for this chapter and the upcoming ones, but i dunno, if something feels weird keep that in mind, also, I'd really appreciate if someone could give me a few tips as to how to portray a normal U.S high school setting!

Anyways, enjoy this chappie!

Green Little Monster

first day jitters plagued Jazmine for as long as she could remember. It wasn't because she was shy or antisocial, she was just anxious, very anxious. Even though the prospect of first days was something that excited Jazmine in a way she couldn't help the anxiety that built up at the pit of her stomach. She could remember the first day she she had gotten her braces on and didn't open her mouth for a week because the kids picked on her, or her first day of freshman year where the spilled juice all over the cafeteria and refused to leave a bathroom stall for a whole day.

Jazmine didn't work well under pressure, and first days were enough to put her system into overdrive.

She just wasn't a completely panicky mess because, maybe for the first time in all of her high school career, she felt like she looked decent. She had barely slept through the night, and felt rather obliged to wear a layer of light makeup, even putting lipgloss over her pouty lips. Her teeth, now brace-less, were perfectly aligned and she absolutely could not stop smiling because of that. Her hair was kept in four cornrows at the front and her poofiness out in the back, the sleepless night had given her plenty of time to get it right. She was wearing a white shirt that was just long enough to not break any dress codes, and she also didn't complain when the new jeans she had gotten for herself were a tad bit tighter than she was used to. She felt confident, a word she'd never use to describe herself.

She was laying her edges when her phone started buzzing. The girl didn't even need to see the caller ID to know who it was as she put the call on speaker, never taking her concentration off her baby hairs. "Yes?"

"Jazmine," She could somehow feel the tension in Huey's voice "Are you ready yet?"

"Yeah, I'm just finishing up-"

"Meet me here at the front in five minutes or I'm leaving," And then the line went dead. Sheesh, stressed much? And he was supposed to be the morning person. At least he was decent enough to offer to ber hers and Caesar's ride since he was the only one with a car of his own.

Jazmine quickly finished up her hair, sprayed some perfume and headed downstair. "Hey Jazzy," Her mom greeted. "I made breakfast-"

"No time, mom!" She grabbed her backpack from the sofa and threw it over her shoulder. "Huey's already waiting for me outside, and you know how he is..." She quickly headed to the door. "Bye mom, love you!" Sarah looked slightly stunned before responding.

"L-Love you too baby, have a nice day!" She waved out the door to Huey, who was waiting impatiently inside his beat-down car. "Oh hello, Huey."

"Mrs. DuBois," Huey nodded unexcitedly as Jazmine took her place in the passenger seat.

"Your lunch in inside you bag Jaz, don't forget it, you're already leaving without breakfast!" She shot her mother a look that went unnoticed and Sarah closed the door behind her. Jazmine looked at Huey, who in turn was looking between his watch and his house.

"I'd say 'good morning' but I feel like someone's woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." Huey rolled his eyes, huffing.

"Riley's doing. Matter of fact," He started the engine and put his foot on the accelarator. "I told him to be down in five minutes, five minutes have passed." Jazmine snorted and shook her head, amused at her friend. "What-" Huey sniffed loudly. "What's that smell?" Jazmine looked at him curiously.

"What smell?" He ignored her, continuing to sniff while not taking his eyes off the road.

"It smells like-oh, are you wearing perfume?" Jazmine blushed, giving him an incredulous look, sniffing her collar herself.

"Y-Yes! Does it smell bad? Is it too strong?! Oh God now everyone's gonna-"

"Calm yourself!" Huey sighed, shaking his head. "I didn't say that. You smell good, and I was trying to identify what exactly that smell was, that's all." Jazmine grinned, feeling her anxiety significantly subsiding as they parked in front of the Caesar's household. "Where is he?" Huey mumbled as he called the boy.

"Why are you so impatient today? We're not even close to being late." She wondered, noticing the ever present scowl that decorated his face.

"I'm always impatient, That ain't news to anybody. Hello? I'm up front, where are you?" Jazmine watched as the front door open and Caesar left the house, wearing an exhausted look on his face.

"Shoot, can't wait on a nigga for thirty damn seconds!" Caesar said as he got in the car. He looked at Jazmine and rose an eyebrow, smirking at the girl.

"Lil' Jazzy Fresh be lookin' real fresh...who you trynna impress girl?" Jazmine felt her cheeks flare up once again and shrugged. Huey sighed loudly and started the car once again.

"Well, nobody, though I wouldn't complain if someone did get impressed." She said, turning to look at Caesar. "I mean, shoot, if you are going to date in high school junior year is the best year right? You're off to college before you realize it in senior and sophomore and freshman...well, everyone's still kinda really stupid."

"Hm, fair point..." Caesar glanced at the Huey, a malicious grin decorating his face. "Well Jazzy, i think that any guy would be lucky to have you as his girlfriend." The girl gave him an odd look, but it went unnoticed.

"Um...thank you?" Jazmine noticed huey's grip on the steering wheel and his scowl deepened. "You're okay?" She asked him. He nodded, not even looking at her direction.

"Where's Riley's ass?" Caesar asked. "Isn't he supposed to be starting today too?"

"I'm not about to be late because his lazy ass was up until three in the morning doing god knows what. He didn't want to get a move on so I left him there," Huey shrugged. "He can take the bus like any other freshman, or walk for all I care. But he better be there, if he ditches his first day of high school I'm whopping his ass."

"Man, chill, you ain't his daddy," Caesar rolled his eyes. Huey treated Riley like they were still ten and eight years old.

"With the amount of shit he puts me through on the daily, one would think I was."

"Well, let's forget about that." Jazmine cut in. "It's our first day back. Caesar's first day back. Can believe I'm finally attending high school with my best friends!" She almost squealed.

"Chill, this ain't high school musical." Huey stated in his usual tone. Jazmine huffed, resting her head on her palms.

"Why you always gotta rain on my parade huh?"

"That's his job," Caesar shrugged, smiling himself.

This year sure would be entertaining.

"Can you see them?" Caesar squinted through the hallway filled to the brim with people. "Damn, just how many people study here?"

"Too many," Huey responded. "Let's go find a table before they're all taken, they'll catch up." They made their way to the cafeteria , trying to find their way through that sea of people. If Huey, who had been attending the same school for the last three year could easily get lost sometimes, he could only imagine what it must've been like for Caesar.

"Aw hell nah." The dreadhead sucked his teeth as the two of them sat down on the table. "Look at this line! I ain't going through all the effort for this nasty ass food!" Huey shrugged, retrieving his package from his bag.

"Bring your own next time." Caesar rolled his eyes and sighed, glancing at other people's trays and grimacing. Huey was just about to take his first bite when he almost missed Jazmine and Cindy trying to make their way through the crowd as well. He waved, getting their attention.

"Damn, on god I'm finna smack the next freshman who asks me for directions." Cindy huffed, plopping down on the spot across Huey with her tray. Huey couldn't blame Caesar, the food did look disgusting. Jazmine shook her head smiling, sitting next to Cindy.

"Stop being so mean C. We were the same when we were freshman..." Cindy sneered at the tables of underclassmen before rolling her eyes and sneering at her food instead.

"You still are," Huey mumbled and Jazmine shot him a dirty look. "kidding, just kidding."

"Well, don't, it doesn't suit you." Huey smirked.

"Where's Riley?"

"On the line probably, and if you plan on eating today I'd suggest you do the same." Huey took a big bite out of his veggie burger. Being vegetarian and making his own foods for all those years surely made him acquire somewhat of a talent.

"Man, I don't wanna eat that shit. Did you see what they're serving? It looks like a mixture of...coleslaw and mac 'n' cheese..." Huey grimaced, thankfully he hadn't been a consumer of the poison the government fed children on a daily basis.

"Fake ass niggas!" Huey closed his eyes, taking a deep, leveling breath. He turned around to see Riley stomping through the cafeteria, a scowl identical to his decorating his face. Well, at least he had made it to school. "How you gon' just leave yo' brotha like dat, huh? You nevah show a nigga no love!" He set his tray harshly next to Cindy, glaring daggers at his brother.

"I didn't leave you, i told you what time I was leaving and you didn't show up. I ain't your uber, Riley." Riley threw him a dirty look, but the older boy wasn't at all fazed.

"Damn, I see how it is," Riley took a big mouthful of the thing. "You be drivin' all these niggas around but you can't even give yo own flesh and blood a ride."

"I would give my own flesh and blood a ride if he bothered to wake up on time. these niggas don't make me late." Huey stated. Riley sucked his lips, glaring at his brother, who looked at him in the same intensity.

"Man, whatevah, I don't need yo ass anyway."

"Damn, why y'all always gotta be beefin'?" Caesar said impatiently. "Shit, I'm out here hungry as hell and gotta hear you two bitchin' to each other," He shot a grimace at Cindy's plate. "What the fuck is this, by the way."

"I on't kno," She said, "I ain't even chewing, just swallowing."

"Stop being a punk, it ain't even that bad." Riley completed. "...it just ain't good."

"Here," Jazmine handed Caesar a brown paper bag. He gave her an odd look and Huey scrunched his eyebrows. "I'm not hungry, eat my lunch."

"Seriously Jaz? You're the best!" Caesar unwrapped the paper around the sandwich, taking a big bite off the BLT. "Damn, that's good." Huey's eyes narrowed towards the girl who smiled.

"Aight, I see how it is, you ain't giving out free sandwiches to yo' soul sistah but you giving out free sandwiches to random niggas," Cindy scowled, forcing down another bite off the meal.

"Watch it, white girl, I ain't random. You're the sister from the white side of the family and I'm her brother from the black side, ain't that right Jazzy Boo?" Cindy snorted, shaking her head and rolling her eyes.

"Whatever you say, Ceez," Jazmine giggled, shaking her head and folding the brown paper bag, to throw it in the trash can later. She looked up, her eyes meeting Huey's, who was now staring intently at the girl. "May I help you?" She chuckled.

"Why won't you eat your lunch?" He asked simply. The table gave him odd looks but his eyes were fixating on Jazmine, whose eyebrows rose.

"Because I'm...not hungry?"

"How come? Your mom said you didn't eat breakfast." He looked around at the questioning faces looking back at him. "What? she can't just eat nothing!"

"I'm just not hungry! Sheesh, what are you, a nutricionist?" She snorted, Huey rolled his eyes, shrugging.

"Whatever," Huey rolled his eyes. People loved to complain that he didn't care about anyone, but what was the point if nobody even bothered to give him attention when he did care.

"Ayo Jazz," Caesar said, squinting a few tables down. "You know that guy?" He pointed. Jazmine gave him a weird look before turning on her back, shrugging.

"What guy?"

"The one who seems to have lost something on your face," Huey said. Now the whole table was trying to see who exactly was the kid. It wasn't hard to notice, it seemed that as soon as the table stared back at him his head turned so fast Huey would be surprised if he didn't get whiplash.

"There are latinos in Woodcrest now? That's new." caesar commented.

"He must be, I've never seen him before..." She turned back and Huey noticed the slight shade of red her cheeks had turned suddenly, "Weird."

"He cute girl," Cindy gave her a look. Jazmine smirked, looking even redder. She was the only black girl he could think of who blushed that easily.

"Shut up, he wasn't even looking at me."

"Oh he most certainly was." Caesar said, his mouth full. "Matter o' fact, he still is! Ain't your ear itching? Cause I'm sure he's talking 'bout you to Hiro." Jazmine's eyes widened as she was about to turn again.

"Girl, don't!" Cindy held her arm. "Play cool, you've already acknowledged him, quit ogling!"

"Well, he sure is ogling at her," Huey mumbled, receiving a sharp elbow so his side by an aprehensive Caesar. "OW! What the fuck?!" Though nobody on the table seemed to be paying to much attention to the. Cindy was hyping Jazmine up and even Riley was listening to their conversation.

"Way to be subtle," Caesar hissed at him. Huey rolled his eyes, and just focused on finishing his burger. Well, the guy had been ogling at her, it wasn't like the whole cafeteria couldn't see it. And Jazmine just had to get all giddy and silly whenever boys were mentioned, it didn't help that everyone seemed to be egging her on.

He chewed the last of his burger and stood up, grabbing his backpack. "I'm headed to physics," He said.

"Save me a seat then, I think it's gonna take a while to force dis shit down..." Cindy Looked dejectedly at her plate. "It looks like vomit,"

"Aw c'mon man," Riley said just as he took a bite. "You just had to say some nasty shit like that, didn't you?" Huey rolled his eyes and left them to their bickering. He saw Caesar give him a meaningful look and shake his head, but he couldn't afford to care too much.

"Damn, somebody needs to get that huge stick out of his ass ASAP," The blond said. "Why's he so pissy? You would know." She asked Caesar. The boy shrugged, looking at Jazmine as she glanced back once again at the mysterious boy.

He sighed, taking another bite off his sandwich. "No idea."

If there was a class that Jazmine absolutely despised, that class was biology.

Of course, if compared to other classes like chemistry and math, she managed to score much higher grades (she still hadn't figured out what trigonometry really was) but she absolutely hated the subject and everything that had to do with it. It all started on her freshman year when they had to dissect a frog and she had just barely been able to leave the classroom before barfing all over the hallway. Biology sucked.

She sat on the last empty table on the class. She didn't know anyone, so she just looked at her phone pretending to have something to do while everyone sat in pairs just so she looked less awkward. Man, was she really about to be that kid who got paired up with the teacher? Stupid Huey and Cindy for with their AP classes and stupid Caesar for taking chemistry instead.

She barely had any classes with any of her friends anyway. Huey had always been a braniac, and even though most people seriously underestimated Cindy, she was hella smart herself. Caesar was the one who she shared classes more frequently, and even so, they weren't that many since he had enrolled so last minute and most of the her classes were already full. Jazmine did not like to have no one to chat with.

The door opened suddenly and Jazmine's heart skipped a beat. It was a guy, that guy they were talking about at lunch. Their eyes met for a brief moment before Jazmine did everything in her power to pretend that she hadn't looked at him. She stared at her phone once again, seeing the other chair on the table shift and the boy setting up his things. "Hello," She heard the boy say, and she couldn't figure out why the hell her heart was beating so fast.

"Hi," She smiled at him, trying not to look as awkward as she felt. God, if Cindy hadn't been talking so much she wouldn't be such a mess right now. He smiled back. Well, she had to give it to her; he was cute. His skin was as brown as hers, and his hair was black and cut short with a fade. His features were soft and his eyes were narrow and hazel.

"God, this school is massive." He commented. "I almost got lost trying to find my way here." Jazmine chuckled.

"Yeah, and there's too many dang people too! I've been studying here for the last three years and I still get confused on which place is where," He chuckled, grabbing a packet of gum, taking a piece and holding it over to her. "Thanks," She said popping one in her mouth.

"So, you're from here?"

"Well, I'm from Boston but I moved here when I was ten so essentially, yeah. You?"

"Baltimore," He said, popping a bubble gum. "My parents broke up so my mom decided to move us out here. She wanted to get away from the big city." Jazmine nodded. She lived on the outskirts of said city and yet had never bothered to go there, partly because all she knew about Baltimore was from the movie Hairspray.

"You like it here so far?" The boy shrugged, looking around the class.

"Yeah, I mean, I didn't get a chance to know anyone so...everyone's just really white around here." Jazmine snorted.

'Oh, don't I know that...sometimes it feels like me and my friends are the only people with the slightest bit melanin around here. Well, now you too." He grinned at her. Before he could say anything though the teacher walked in, looking flustered and annoyed. Jazmine could almost feel how fun this class would be.

"I apologize for the tardiness, class. I ran into some trouble with a foul-mouthed freshman," She sighed heavily, Jazmine could almost certainly confirm that it was Riley. "Well, I'm Mrs. Todd," she wrote her name on the whiteboard. "And I'll be your teacher for the remainder of this semester. So, roll call," She grabbed a piece of paper from her folder and started calling names Jazmine had never heard before.

"Jazmine DuBois?" Jazmine lifted her arm as the teacher nodded and ticked her name on the list.

"Jazmine," The boy besides her whispered, amused. "like the princess then?" Jazmine's eyes widened to the size of saucers. She giggled nervously, chancing a glance at him. His own cheeks began to heat. okay, nobody had ever flirted with her before, not so bluntly anyway. And definitely never in biology class.

"Yeah, like the princess," Was all se managed to say, her voice coming out more shaky than she'd like.

a few other names were called before it was "Peter Gonzalez" turn.

"Here," The boy Jazmine now knew was named Peter said. She tried to think of something clever to say.

"Peter, like the Pan Oh-" She realized she had just said possibly the dumbest thing she could've thought of. "God, that was really stupid, shoot." Her cheeks began burning and her stomach lurched as she felt her anxiety spike a bit, Peter's laughter wasn't making things better either.

"Yes, Peter like the Pan. It was cute," He smiled at her, and then she started laughing too, feeling herself relax a bit.

"You two in the back!" The teacher screeched. "Hush! Do not make my day more stressful! I won't hesitate on giving out detentions!" Jazmine and Peter exchanged a look, still stifling their laugh.

"Damn, she ain't the only one with problems," He whispered, just loud enough for Jazmine to hear.

"Well class, this semester we will be studying cells..." And she drowned on and on about cell formation and all of the things Jazmine was pretty sure she'd already studied last year and the year before that. She started copying the notes the teacher put on the board though, not trusting herself to slack off.

"I feel like I've been learning about cells since seventh grade," Peter said, also copying the ntes on his notebook.

"same," Jazmine replied. "God, I hate Biology..."

"I dig it. i'm good at it anyway. One thing i can't stand is history. Sociology, philosofy...human sciences in general, not my thing." Jazmine snorted. "I'm more of a numbers guy,"

"Well, I'm the exact opposite. Honestly, I don't even know how I got this far without having to retake a class in exact sciences."

"Hey, I could help you if you wanted," peter said. Jazmine looked at him with curiosity and he shrugged. "Yeah, and in turn you can help me. I mean, you're the only person who's been somewhat decent to me since I got here so," jazmine smiled at him. "Well, you and that asian kid...forgot what his name was..."

"Hiro, he's nice to everybody." she said and he nodded. "Well, me too I guess."

"That's good then. People here are kinda...weird," He looked thoughtful. Jazmine snorted, getting back to writing before she lost too much of her focus.

"you haven't even met my friends yet."

Huey was an impatient person. Anybody who even glanced at his face could tell. His friends could definitely tell.

Which was why he just didn't understand why they liked to test his scarce patience so much.

The bell rang a full ten minutes ago and he was standing near his car ready to leave, but he wasn't that much of an asshole to just leave everyone without saying anything, unfortunately. He was asshole-y enough to leave Riley, though, at least.

He saw his brother squinting through the parking lot before finding him.

"Watchu doin' standing there lookin' all stupid?" Riley asked as he approached the car, Huey rolled his eyes.

"Making an impression of you," Huey snorted and Riley shot him a dirty look. "I'm waiting for them."

"oh, I see how it is! You can't wait on yo' brotha, but you can wait around these-"

"Wassup," Caesar said as he jogged a bit to catch up to them. "Man, before you flip out, I had to go talk to the coach about tryouts and all that stuff."

"You talkin' about basketball?" Riley asked. "what he say?" Caesar was just about to answer when they saw Jazmine finally emerging from the school's gates with Cindy. They made their way to the car, a goofy smile decorating her face.

Huey raised an eyebrow at her. "Well finally, what took you so long?"

"I got caught up with some stuff," She said airily. Cindy smiled maliciously, elbowing the girl on her side.

"Some stuff or somebody?" Jazmine's cheeks turned a slight shade of red. Huey exchanged a look with Caesar and his eyes narrowed.

"I dunno what you're talking about!" Jazmine hurriedly opened the back door and settled herself on the middle seat. Cindy giggled, following the girl inside the car. Huey wasn't aware that he was dropping Cindy off too, and he was going to point that out, but he suddenly was interested in what she had to say.

"Quit playin' Jazmine. I saw you and the nigga from lunch getting all friendly and shit, you ain't slick gurl." Jazmine threw her a dirty look, but she was clearly holding back a smile.

"Damn Jazzy, ain't kno you were that quick." Riley snorted.

"Word?" Caesar looked at his Cindy with a smirk and she nodded triumphantly. "Oh, you better spill Jazmine."

"Don't go jumping to conclusions," She started. Huey saw her eyes twinkle through the rearview and had to hold himself not to groan. "He's in my biology class, and I got paired up with him. We talked a bunch and I got his number because he said he'd help me with bio-"

"Wait, y'all already shared phone numbers? Damn, I see you Jazmine!" Said Cindy and Jazmine rolled her eyes at the same time as Huey did, though she wasn't frowning like the boy. She was laughing, an airy, goofy and stupid laugh that made Huey's scowl deepen.

"It's just study! He'll help me with science and I'll help him with socials, no big deal!"

"He'll help you with science alright," Caesar snorted. "Especially human reproduction-OW!" Jazmine pinched Caesar with her nails and shot him a look.

"Can it, Caesar," Caesar hissed, rubbing the red sport on his arm. "Anyway, I think we should get him to study with us someday. He's very nice, and I think that us, people of color, need to stand together to avoid oppression from the white majority."

"Nah, don' go throwing the race card fo' nuthing! Dat's dat ol' bullshit." Riley spat, glancing at his brother. "Ain't nobody wanna meet that Rico Suave lookin' ass nigga." Jazmine frowned, sighing heavily.

"What are you talking about, Riley? You're not even in the same classes as us."

"Ay, I'm just sayin' don't trust them new niggas. Stick wit' wat you kno'."

Riley showed his brotherly love in weird, subtle ways, that only Huey himself knew. It was at times like these when being his brother didn't suck so much

Huey had been trying to read the book Jazmine had given him for the better part of the last three days, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. It was frustating, the book wasn't even that big, not by his standards anyway, but he simply couldn't concentrate. He felt off, and it was really annoying.

Maybe the first day back into his routine had messed with his head a bit, so after sitting his ass down and forcing himself to read at least twenty pages he called Caesar. It didn't take more than ten minute for the dreadhead to arrive at his friend's house with two DVD's on hands.

"Star Wars," He grinned, brandishing the two disks. "Just like the good ol' times." Huey snorted, letting Caesar in. "You know, I was about to call when you did. I needed to get out of the house for a bit."

"What for?" Huey studied his friend. He didn't seem particular upset by anything, though Caesar had such a skill to hide his feelings that even Huey's permanent scowl couldn't compete with. "You're not fighting with you dad, are you?"

"Nah, me and the old man are fine," He said as he tried to set up the home theater. "it's just that my Pop's was at the restaurant and I didn't really feel like being all by lonesome, I already did enough of that back at NYC," Huey frowned. He knew that Caesar was a social person who craved company. He could only imagine how hard it must've been for him back there. "Man how do you work this thing?" Huey sighed, shoving Caesar out of the way and handling the home theater.

"Why didn't you just, I don't know, went to do something else?" Huey found that even himself was having trouble with the the TV. "Goddamn," He mumbled, frustrated.

"I was gonna throw some hoops at the park but Cindy wasn't picking up, and I didn't really feel like going on my own, and then you called." Caesar shrugged. "Man, give up, that shit older than both our asses combined." Caesar snorted plopping down on the sofa. They heard the front door open and Riley staggered in. He seemed weird, weirder than usual, and Huey noticed that. He had a soft smile on his face and he seemed relaxed.

"Whaddup y'all," He looked goofy, Huey narrowed his eyes, what the hell was wrong with him?

" 'Sup Reezy" Caesar said flipping through the cable channels.

"where you've been Riley?" Huey asked demandingly. Riley sighed, rolling his eyes.

"Nunya," He said nonachalantly.

"What?"

"Nunya damn business," Riley snorted and Caesar did too, but the latter stopped when he saw the dirty look his friend had thrown his way. "Damn, always sweatin' on these niggas..."

"Are you high?" Caesar raised his both of his eyebrows while Riley blinked at his brother. If there was something Huey absolutely despised was being laughed at, so he wasn't too happy about the fact that both Caesar and his brother were absolutely cackling at his expense. "What's so damn funny?"

"Nigga-" Riley took a long breath, trying to prevent himself from laughing again. "the fuck you mean?!"

"Well, you disappear after school, and then you come back home looking all goofy and weird! What's up with you then?" Riley shook his head, still laughing.

"Damn, I'm happy! Can a nigga be happy? Or we all gotta be miserable like yo' ass?"

"I mean, he ain't wrong though,"Caesar wasn't even fazed by his friends glare. "What you so happy about anyway?"

Riley looked at Caesar, clearly unable to fight the grin that creeped up on his face. "You kno'? It ain't yo business, but, I think y'all can help me wit' sumn'." He sat down at his grandfather's recliner and faced the older boys. Huey picked up on the almost unnoticeable tinge at his brother's cheeks and his eyebrow rose. "I mean, I don't wanna sound too faggy, but I kinda likes someone-"

"Cindy," Both Huey and Caesar said at the same time. Riley gave them an incredulous look, his eyes widening.

"How did y'all niggas-"

"It was pretty obvious really," Huey shrugged.

"On her end too, by the way." Riley gave them a look and shrugged, shaking his head.

"Anyway," He continued. "So yu kno' we kinda been havin' this thing fo' some time now...i knows she like me, she kno' i likes her..." Huey rolled his eyes.

"Get to the point, Riley."

"I'm about to nigga, damn!" Riley threw him a dirty look before clearing his throat. "Like, aon't kno man...would it be too gay if I asked her to be mah gurlfriend o' whatevah?" Huey's eyes widened and he looked at Caesar, who also looked shocked. Riley was the last person that Huey imagined starting a serious relationship with someone, especially so young. "Say sum!"

"I-I mean," Caesar stuttered. "Well, isn't gay the very opposite of that? If you 'bout to ask a girl to be your girlfriend then you ain't gay,"

"He doesn't know the definition of gay," Huey muttered, narrowing his eyes when his brother glared.

"Ion't kno', Cindy ain't like that, ya feel me? She ain't about all that sappy bullshit...And like, I'm younger, what if she don' want nun serious cuz of dat? What if she like...embarrased o' sum' shit?" Riley seemed to be deep in thought.

"But like, I ain't trynna see no random niggas hittin' her up o' whatevah, but how can I be mad if she ain't even mah bitch?" Huey saw Caesar shake his head, but ignored Riley's mysoginistic remark anyway.

"Look, just because y'all are dating doesn't mean that you have to be all lovey-dovey and shit. I mean, y'all already see each other everyday, you have been friends for years, I don't see why not honestly." Riley bit his lips as Caesar shrugged.

"Just accept it mah nigga, you're already cuffed up, might as well make it official, and if Cindy was embarrassed or whatever y'all wouldn't walk around practically glued to each other."

"I feel you..." Riley nodded, his arms crossed over his chest. "But like, how do I do it dou'? I ain't wanna make dis a big deal but I wanna make sum' nice fo' her y'kno?"

"Well, that's on you," Caesar stated. "You know her better than anybody else...what you could do is drop subtle hints at her, then you'll have a better idea of what she'll like." Riley grinned and slapped his hands into Caesar's, giving the boy a handshake.

"Damn you good at this. Thanks mayne," Huey gave his brother an incredulous look and the younger boy shrugged. "Nigga, don' look at me like that! Shit, can't figure out yo' own issues, how tha hell you gon' help me?" He mumbled, heading up the stairs.

"Y'know..." Caesar said after they heard a door closing upstairs. Huey was still rather stunned by that whole interaction. "He does have a point."

"You're not actually about to take what Riley says seriously, right?" Caesar flicked through channels, shrugging.

"He's more emotionally aware than some people I know, but hey, what do I know, right?" Huey nostrils flared, and he had to bite back a retort because he simply did not want to get on the subject of Jazmine.

Huey felt twelve all over again. All those weird, awkwards feelings that he couldn't understand then and still can't now. Even Riley seemed more at peace with his heart than himself, and Huey knew it was petty, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't feel the slightest bit pathetic at the prospect that his fourteen-year-old brother was about to start dating before he did.

God, Huey wished he could've gone from being a kid straight to adulthood. Being a teenager wasn't at all worth the effort.

Awwwww Look at Huey being unable to deal with the fact that he has a heart, lol

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