Chapter 4: The Good Life…

"Hey Huey?" Peyton called as she lay on the couch doing her homework, her legs swooped over Huey's.

"Hmm?" came the reply.

Peyton sat up to look at him. "What is that book The Reason about?"

Huey rolled his eyes, tilting his history book down to look at her. "From my English class? You asked about that, two days ago."

"You know me and my memory, now what is it about?" Peyton asked sitting up.

Huey rolled his eyes, knowing she wasn't giving up. "About two lovers."

Peyton cocked an eyebrow up. "Huey…"

"You asked what it was about." Huey shrugged, pulling his book back up.

Peyton slammed it down into his lap. "Huey!!!"

"Fine!" Huey finally exclaimed in annoyance. "Two lovers, who start out as friends, and get separated for years and find each other, get married, have kids then die."

Peyton smiled. "I wanna borrow it after you."

Huey smirked "I just gave you the worst summary of the book, and you still wanna borrow it?"

She nodded. "It sounds romantic."

Huey sighed and tilted his book back up. Peyton cocked her head to the side to stare at his handsome features. Huey had certainly grown from the little boy she had met in the 6th grade. His was muscular, very muscular. This made lots of guys at her school either jealous or scared as hell, because he did at times have a short temper. And lot girls swooned every time he spoke or walked past them.

"Peyton," Huey said not looking up from the book and scaring the hell out of Peyton. "What are you staring at?"

Peyton shrugged. "You."

"Why?"

"I don't know, your face is interesting." Peyton said with a simple shrug.

Huey raised an eyebrow. "Huh, that's the first time someone said that. I've been called, handsome, cute, and even adorable, but never interesting."

Peyton laughed, making Huey smile a little.

"Who called you adorable?"

Huey rolled his eyes. "Mrs. Dubois a couple of times. Then that crazy ass old lady that lives' down the street. Your mom did too."

Peyton burst out laughing. Huey sighed.

"It's not funny." He mumbled, resisting the urge to join her.

"Yes it is." Peyton said between laughter.

Huey rolled his eyes just as Riley walked into the room wearing his usual attire, but annoyed face was added.

"What's wrong wit you?" Peyton asked.

"Man, granddad got a nice honey comin here tonight," Riley complained. "And he usin my chain."

"You and that damn chain. It aint that important." Huey mumbled.

"Yeah it is! I look good in dat chain." Riley said. "I kill a nigga for it."

"It aint like you would get hurt to get it back Riy." Peyton told him.

Riley crossed is arms. "Yeah I would."

"Would you get shot?"

"Yeah sir."

Huey raised an eyebrow. "Would you go to jail?"

"Yep."

"Get killed over it?"

"Yep."

"Kiss a man?"

"Yep Yep- aye hold up!"

Peyton burst out laughing again while Huey chuckled.

"Woah, kissin a man, I mean if it's natural and that's what you into…"

"I aint know what you was gone say, dats do over."

"I guess you really want that chain back." Huey teased.

Riley glared at them both. "NAW! HELL NAW! I aint like dat!"

"Then why did you say you would kiss a man?" Peyton asked him.

"Dats not funny!"

"No body's laughin."

"Pey was!" Riley yelled.

"Was being the operative word in that sentence." Peyton told him.

Riley sat back with a huff in his seat. "Yall spend too much time together brah."

Huey rolled his eyes. "You too sensitive."

That was when a pillow went flying into his head. Huey growled, quickly got up and charged at his brother. Peyton sighed. She, again, would probably have to break it up if the y got too serious, they usually got into many fights like this, and usually a gun was involved, or num chucks or a projectile of some type.

"Come on, aint yall supposed to be more mature then that?" Peyton called over the rumble.

"Hell naw!"

Peyton rolled her eyes and stood up. "If yall don't stop, I sware, ill finish it for yall!!!"

They immediately stopped, neither of them wanted to face the wrath of Peyton Monez. She smiled triumphantly and sat back on the couch.

"So, what are we doin tonight?" she asked them.

Riley smirked. "Well, we could hit up da club wit fake id's."

Peyton rolled her eyes and put on a sarcastic smile. "Alright."

"Farreal?"

Huey rolled his eyes and slapped him upside the head. "She was lyin, dumbass. Plus, you aint goin nowhere anyway."

"And why not?"

"You grounded, remember?"

"Psh, I don't care. Granddad aint got no control over me."

That was when Riley's silver chain was sent flying into his head by Robert Freeman. The old man was dressed in a black suit and by the smell had a little bit too much cologne on.

"You watch yo mouth boy! I say you grounded and dats da way its gone stay!" Robert yelled. He turned and smiled nicely at Peyton. "How you doing Peyton baby?"

Peyton sustained a laugh. "I'm good Mr. Freeman, you lookin fresh tonight."

Robert brushed his shoulder off. "Yeah well I'm havin my date come over for dinner, so I gots to look good."

"Where'd you meet her?"

"Internet." Huey and Riley said at the same time.

Peyton giggled but stopped quickly when Robert glared at her. That was when there was a knock on the door.

"Who's that?" Huey asked going to the door.

Robert smiled. "Your entertainment for the evening while you all go out."

"Entertainment?" Peyton asked.

Riley lifted himself off the floor. "Aw hell naw you got us a baby sitter?"

Robert glared at his grandson as he went to the door. "Hell yeah I did. Last time I let you fools go out by yo selves, yall got brought home by da police for god knows what! Yall gone have a baby sitter and yall gonna like it." Then he opened the door.

"Now look here! It's A Pimp Named Slickback yall!" the man said from the door.

A/N Tell me what ya think!!!