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"Okay, ladies!" Caesar began, maniacally clasping his fingers together. He was a tad bit too enthusiastic about this, in Huey's opinion, but he digressed. "Who's ready to start round one?"
Deafening cheers and thunderous applause echoed around the auditorium as the young women expressed their excitement and eagerness to begin. Huey rolled his eyes at the miserable harlots. The first challenge was his idea; it consisted of "Team Huey" and "Team Riley" forming in two single lines on stage. One girl from Huey's lot and one from Riley's would be asked a question at random about the Freeman brothers. Whoever got the question correct would move on to the next round, while any and all incorrect answers would result in immediate elimination. He really couldn't believe they wanted to go through with this, though he'd be a liar if he said he didn't feel at least a slight bit of sadistic pleasure in being worshiped to this magnitude.
"Let's begin!" Caesar said, shuffling through his stack of questions.
The first two contestants from each team stepped forward, the sharp corners of their wide smiles practically tearing into their cheeks. Huey wondered briefly if smiling that hard hurt. It sure looked like it did.
"Question one," Caesar began. "What are Huey and Riley's favorite colors?"
"Black!" the girl from Huey's team cried out, desperately.
"Blue!" Riley's follower shouted, nearly at the same time.
"Oooooof." Caesar said, shaking his head. "The answers we were looking for were 'blood red' and 'money green.'"
"I knew that..." Jazmine mumbled lowly from her place in line, earning an eye roll from Huey.
"Noooooo!" the girl from Huey's team exclaimed, tears welling in her eyes.
"This is bullshit! Riley always wears blue!" Riley's contestant angrily protested.
"Dismissed!" Riley called from behind the table, waving them along with his hand.
The two girls glanced at each other in disbelief, then back at the judges' table expectantly.
"That means you can leave now." Huey said unkindly, blinking slowly at them.
The losers stormed off of the stage, stomping their way towards the exit of the auditorium. "Thanks for playing, ladies!" Caesar called after them in farewell.
"Next!" Riley called with a snicker. He leaned back in his chair, kicking his feet up on the table and folding his arms behind his head.
The next set of girls stepped forward, hesitantly. Huey commended them, it couldn't have been easy to take that step after what they just witnessed. He didn't feel particularly bad for them, though, since they still chose to take that step. Girls were a different breed.
"Okaaayyy," Caesar continued after the awkward display. "Next question. As I'm sure you're aware, Huey and Riley were raised by their grandfather, Robert Freeman. But what is his middle name?"
"Oh! Oh! Uh... It starts with a J!" the next contestant from Huey's team said, struggling to come up with an answer. "Um... Jeremiah!" she shouted with confidence.
The girl from Riley's team grimaced. "J-Jackson?" she said with much less confidence than her opponent.
Caesar cringed at their wrong answers. "Yikes. The answer we were looking for was 'Jebediah.' Sorry, ladies."
"Amateurs..." Jazmine grumbled under her breath, folding her arms.
The remaining few girls made their way through the questions, about half passing while the other half got themselves eliminated. Finally, there was just Jazmine left to represent Huey's team against the final random girl from Riley's team. Jazmine had a fierce look of determination on her face, as if she just knew she was about to dominate whatever the final question was.
"Alright, ladies." Caesar said, pausing for dramatic effect. "Final question. What are Huey and Riley's favorite holidays?"
"Um... Christmas?" the girl from Riley's team said, uncertain.
"HA! Wrong." Jazmine boasted, childishly sticking her tongue out at the poor girl. "Trick question: Huey doesn't have a favorite holiday! And Riley's favorite holiday is Gangstalicious's birthday."
The auditorium went silent as everyone in the room gaped at her. Everyone except Huey, who wasn't the least bit surprised that she knew so much about him. He was more annoyed than anything that she wasn't eliminated. "That's... that's correct." Caesar said, finally breaking the silence. "Jazmine advances to the next round. As for you," he gestured to the other girl who incorrectly answered Riley's question. "You've been eliminated, sorry boo. Thanks for playing!"
Jazmine clapped her hands excitedly, while the other girl sulked out of the room with her head hanging low. Twelve girls were left standing on each team, leaving an equal amount of players. Caesar turned to face the group of girls. "Congrats, ladies! If you're still standing here, that means you've all survived the first challenge." The remaining girls cheered in response, looking to him expectantly for further instruction. "We're gonna take a brief recess before moving on to the next round. Take this time to use the bathroom, get something to eat, whatever. Just be back on this stage in fifteen minutes, or you forfeit."
The girls all nodded and said their agreements, and the crowd dispersed quickly. Jazmine remained on stage, chatting Huey's ear off much to his dismay. As hilarious as Riley found his brother's discomfort, he actually did need to use the restroom. He excused himself and made his way out of the auditorium and into the hallway. After he relieved himself in the nearest men's room, he was on his way back to the auditorium when he laid his eyes on none other than Cindy McPhearson. She was on the other end of the hall, dressed in her usual sweats and carrying a gym bag. He figured she probably just finished with basketball practice and was heading home. He decided to jog the length of the corridor to go talk to her for a minute.
"Ayo!" Riley called out. "C-Murph! Wait up!" Cindy wasn't like the other girls. She was pretty much the only girl in the entire school who didn't fall at his feet, and it frustrated him. She was two grades above him, so he didn't see her much during the school day, but he tried to use every opportunity he could to talk to her when he did see her. She was pretty, funny, and a worthy basketball opponent; it was safe to say that the girl piqued his interest. He'd been trying for years to get her into bed and she all but laughed in his face every time.
Cindy slowed to a stop near the exit of the school, her shoulders visibly rising and falling with a heavy sigh. She turned around to face him, her blue eyes glaring at him. "What?"
"You and this damn attitude." Riley said, rolling his eyes sarcastically. "Hi Cindy, how are you today?"
Her expression didn't change, unamused. She shifted her gym bag to her her shoulder, placing her hand on her hip. "Boy, what the hell do you want?"
Riley snickered. "What, you didn't hear about the competition?"
Cindy sighed again, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, I heard about your stupid lil competition. Practice was cancelled because none of the girls showed up, so thanks for that."
"My fault, my fault." Riley said, holding his hands up in defense. "I didn't see you down there, though... you ain't wanna participate?"
Cindy laughed, looking at him as if he were crazy. "Boy, bye! Don't nobody want you." She didn't wait for a response as she turned around and continued on towards the exit.
"Aye, bitches love me!" he called after her.
"Get over yourself, Reezy!" she yelled over her shoulder at him, now outside and continuing on towards the parking lot.
Riley smirked as he watched her walk to her car. He was certain that she added just a little bit more sway to her hips just for him. She'd come around, one of these days. Until then... He lightly jogged his way back down the long corridor towards the auditorium. The short recess was bound to be over by now, and he was anxious to see round two.
The next challenge was one of his own design.