Chapter 10: Slow Motion

Peyton sighed as she lay contently on her boyfriend's chest, listening to his heart beat as he read his book silently. He was warm and damn did he smell good. She watched as his eyebrow quirked every now and then when he got to an interesting part in his book. How did she get this lucky? He was passionate, respectful, with an I.Q. over 100, funny, strong, loyal, and fine as hell! It seemed as if God took his time with him, making sure that every detail was perfect. A few quirks yeah, but she loved him, flaws and all.

Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated in her pocket, breaking the serene moment. Huey wiggled a little under her, a light chuckle emerging from his throat. She raised an eyebrow at him in question.

"It tickled." He muttered, before turning back to his book.

She smiled at him and sat up, stretching the kinks out of her back before reaching in her pocket and looking at her new blackberry. Jasmine's picture appeared on the screen.

She sighed and clicked the talk button, moving to lay back on Huey. "Hello."

"Girl, guess what just happened when me and Cindy was at da mall!" Jasmine exclaimed.

Peyton raised an eyebrow again. "Um, I don't feel like guessing."

She could practically see Jasmine roll her eyes as she sighed in annoyance on the other line. "Ugh, fine. We was goin to look at some shoes at Wet Seal (AN: love that store 3) and we saw Riley and Nisha at the food court arguin wit dis dude knocked out on da floor."

"What?!" Peyton exclaimed, making Huey look away from his book curiously.

"Yeah, then Riley yanked dat necklace he got Nisha off her neck and took it to a pawn shop." Jasmine explained. "Apparently Nisha was cheatin, da hoe. Who in they right mind would cheat on Riley, he is sexy as hell-"

"Jazzy, where is Riley at now?" Peyton interrupted the girl. "He aint in jail is he?"

"Oh no, he wit Cindy at her house now. She was bout to go after Nisha, cuz you know she been itchin to beat her ass since for ever. She was just holdin off cuz she was wit Riley." Jasmine said. "But now da bitch is gone be in da hospital."

Peyton sighed in relief. "Alright, call me later if anything else pop off."

"Aight, much love mami." Jasmine said before hanging up.

Peyton smiled and hung up the phone before looking up at a very confused Huey.

"Riley beat down da dude Nisha was messin wit." Peyton explained to him.

Huey let out a snort and sat up. "Funny."

Peyton shrugged and closed her eyes as she snuggled closer to Huey. "He's at Cindy's house now." She smiled. "THAT will be funny."

Runnin Through My Mind

"At least you aint get the cops called on you." Cindy said as she dipped past Riley with her basketball and gently tossed it into her hoop.

Riley shrugged and caught the ball from Cindy, a smirk on his face. "Ay, I aint complainin. I'm single, I gots endless possibilities."

Cindy rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. "Meanin you got a whole line hoes to choose from?"

He smiled at her, that charming yet sexy smile he had perfected that made her heard beat fast.

"Yep."

They were at Cindy's house, which was a mansion actually. They were in her back yard court, which rested next to the waterfall that led to the pool and next to that was water slide… Okay my point is, Cindy is loaded. Her daddy is a big time business man and her moms a model, which is where she got her good looks from. Though they were never home anyway. Not that Cindy minded really. She could do what she wanted and not be judged or criticized about it.

"Damn it's hot." Cindy groaned as she wiped sweat from her forehead.

Riley froze in his spot as he watched Cindy take off her throwback and t shirt to reveal a tight sports bra that went to just above her belly button, showing off her flat stomach. Cindy was definitely not a little girl anymore, Riley had thought. That girl was fine as hell. With nice D cup breast that were often hidden underneath a jersey or hoody, and a big ass, and he didn't know where the hell she got that since her moms was like a stick.

Riley wanted nothing more than to run his hands down her luscious curves, run his hands through her soft blonde hair-

"Yo Escobar, is you gone keep starin at my ass or is you gone let me whip yo ass some more." Cindy teased her best friend.

Riley snapped out of his stupor and let a smirk cross his face. "Stop showin me yo ass and maybe I wouldn't stare."

Cindy rolled her eyes and smirked, taking the ball from Riley. "3 games and I'm still whoopin yo ass." She exclaimed as she dribbled the ball in front of Riley's face tauntingly. "And you just keep askin for more."

Riley rolled his eyes and let his smirk widen. "OH I'm gone beat you this time. Don't worry yo sexy ass bout that."

"Oh I'm not." Cindy said with her own smirk on her face.

Since the author is too lazy to write the full game, she's just going to tell the results and get on with the important parts of the story, because she is lazy.

"HA! I told you! 20-19, baby!" Riley cheered after he sunk his winning shot into the basket.

Cindy held her ball at her hip and rolled her eyes. "Yeah Riley, you won…. One game."

Riley glared playfully at the girl and wiped his face with his shirt that he stripped earlier in the game. "Ay, dats one game dat you didn't win."

Cindy shrugged, deciding she would let him have his little victory. After they took a quick shower, separately regardless of Riley's playful suggestions, they settled in Cindy's room to watch Soul Plane 4. Cindy lay sprawled on her large bed on her stomach while Riley lay on his back perpendicular to her with his head resting on her back. Cindy wore basketball shorts and a tank while Riley threw on some baggy jeans and a wife beater that he had left over here for emergency purposes. Cindy texted away on her two- way while Riley watched the movie, since he was the only one really interested.

Cindy suddenly smiled and held her phone above her and Riley to take a picture. Riley smirked and held up a piece sign while Cindy did the same, only she smiled.

"You da most random person I've ever met." Riley told the girl. "What was dat pic for?"

Cindy shrugged as she concentrated on a new text message. "I need a new myspace pic, and you was here so it was like, why not?"

Riley nodded in understanding and tried to go back to the movie, but his mind was still on the girl next to him. A million questions of why she was on his mind were also there. He shouldn't be thinking about his best friend like that. It wasn't right.

"So, since Nisha gone," Cindy began, not looking at him. "Who you takin to homecomin?"

Riley shrugged. "Ion know. I aint thought about it." He raised an eyebrow. "What bout you?"

"Some dudes have asked me." Cindy told him.

Riley's expression turned annoyed as he felt an uncomfortable bubble of jealousy in his stomach. "Who?"

Cindy looked at him. "Just some dudes on da basketball team. Like Jerome and Franky."

"Well tell J and Frank no." Riley told her, letting a smirk creep onto his face.

Cindy gave him a confused look. "Why?"

"Cuz you goin wit me."

"Its about damn time!" Jasmine squealed as she, Cindy, and Peyton lay in Jasmine's room.

Cindy glared at her. "Jazzy!"

Peyton rolled her eyes at her best friend and laughed. "Oh shut up C, everybody knew it was bout to happen anyway!" she smiled. "We just happy for you girl."

Cindy couldn't help but blush at the comment. Yeah, it was true. Riley had asked her to homecoming. And yes being the smart girl she was, she said yes. He even bought their homecoming tickets today. Cindy was happy, really happy…. Scratch that mess, she was thrilled. But in the pit of her stomach she couldn't help but be nervous.

"I don't know…" Cindy started, her voice a little shaky. "You've seen da girls Riley be gettin wit. How da fuck am I supposed to own up to dat?"

Peyton rolled her eyes again. "Girl, don't even start on dat mess. Dem other hoes, not females I mean hoes, aint got shit on you."

Jasmine nodded. "Yeah I mean, you real pretty. Dudes at school stare at you hard as hell. Da only reason dey aint do anything cuz dey scared as hell of Riley."

Cindy raised an eyebrow. "Ya think?"

"We know." Peyton told her. "Chris probably da only one wit enough huevo's ta go past Riley ta ask you out."

Jasmine smiled and nodded. "Riley was dummy pissed to."

Cindy sighed. "So… what do I do?"

"Well first," Peyton began. "You come wit yo best friends when we go dress shoppin today…"

A/N I got lazy wit this one, but things have been hectic and I wanted to update this story. I know, not a lot of Huey/ Peyton either, but I decided to throw in some more excitement. Read and Review!