Heyy! Thx for all da reviews last chap so I updated earlier then I thought I would!Well,enjoy!

Chapter 3:

Six ol' clock came all to soon for the Freeman boy as he walked up to the DuBios home. Tom's fancy sports car and Sarah's elegant luxury cruiser weren't parked in the bricked driveway. Huey unconsciously gulped. He was alone. With Jazmine. That was a very bad sign.

"Hey Huey!" The afro having girl greeted as she open the entrance to her house. She was still wearing her pink shorts and white tang top for dance. Her matching pink bandana, damp with sweat, pressed her mane back.

Huey stared at her attire, wishing desperately to wrap his arms around the girl and allow his hands to feel everything she had to offer.

"Hey..."He muttered as a bead of clear sweat slipped into her honey cleavage, never to be seen again.

"I got back for dance a lil late you don't mind if I clean up a bit before we get started?"

"Whatever." Huey followed her to the stairs like he was going ot jump into the shower with her.

"Just hang in the living room then we can get to work!" Jazmine climbed a few steps. Huey peered at her ass before she disappeared behind the corner.

Huey took a seat on plush carpeting and listened intently to the sound of water starting to beat down from the shower. Jazmine was in that shower, covered in the bath and body work's Japanese cherry blossom body gel. The afro wearer could imagine perfectly, her blue body scrubber roamed the fields and valleys of her chest,legs, and ass.

Shifting uncomfortable, Huey tried to block at the perverted images in his head. It was one thing to think about the girl in his own home but here in her's, it felt wrong and dirty. Almost as if imagining Jazmine butt naked and wet was as as bad as raping her.

The water turned off. After a few minutes Jasmine returned down stairs in her heart covered sweat pants, blue tang top, and her calculus text book in her arms.

"So what don't you understand?" Huey questioned as Jazmine placed herself next to him and slide her text book and notes to the table.

"Everything! It's like a foreign language to me." she told him. How ironic for the girl who has mastered French, Spanish, Chinese, Dutch, and Russian to complain about not understanding a foreign language.

The black teen nodded and began from the begin, breaking down the math problems bit by bit so his bi-racial admirer could understand. He watched as she mutter to herself, biting her lips as she worked her way through each challenge in success. Jazmine could have sat next to Huey for hours until her stomach made an unpleasant grumble.

"Hehe...I didn't eat lunch today...Let's have a snack break." she suggested more to herself then to her study partner. Jazmine left the living room and into the kitchen too whip them up something to eat. Finally, Huey exhaled deeply.

He was three inches from her face for the past hour and a half, it was near impossible to even breathe without the need to jump her. Her fresh smell from the shower, the cute way she moved her face as she thought, it was almost to much for the young freedom fighter. Huey was defiantly grateful for the table or the building bundle in his pants would have been seen.

Just as Huey was about to get up to the bathroom to relive the tightness in his pants, the DuBois girl sprinted into the room with a tray of vegetable bean dip and low fat corn chips.

"Thanks." Huey sad as he took a chip and a spot of dip into his mouth.

"No problem."Jazmine did the same only her actions were more graceful. Her slender fingers brought the corn chip into a the dip, twisting it with a flick of her wrist. Then Jazmine's pink tongue gathered the vegetable whip into her mouth, slowly letting the creamy in past her lips and into her moist crave. Next, to finish it all up, the unknowing female sucked the salt from the corn ship's pale yellow surface only to deposit the rest of her snack daintily into her mouth.

Huey viewed the enticing movements as it went by ever so slowly in front of him. He stared at her as she repeated it again and again, each time was more lovely then the last. Her every movement was an art in itself to him. Beautiful and fluid like a waterfall.

She was so poised and perfected, even when she was just eating some ships and dip. Jazmine was unaware of the captivating spell she placed over Huey's heart and mind. He wanted her. He loved her. He needed her. One false turn and Jazmine could find herself trapped by her own prisoner.

"Hmmmm..." his study partner purred at the taste of the snack, her pink snake licking up the lingering creamy on the corner of her mouth. His control lost it's grip.

Huey couldn't see himself as he kiss the girl of his dream's. He was watching from the outside in as his mouth was on her's. It was like a movie he couldn't look away from in fear it would end. His tongue darted around her lips feverishly, enjoying the taste of dip and her sugar cookie lip gloss. It was better then every dream, image, and thought he ever had. His hips instinctively mushed against her.

SMACK!

The revolutionist moved his head away, touching his cheeks lightly were an irritating sting buzzed. His mahogany eyes connected to Jazmine's lime green one's, her orbs on fire.

Her left hand was ready to deliver another slap but Huey was prepared. He grabbed the flying hand effortlessly, and the right one that tried to strike again.

"How dare you, Huey?" she said his name like it was a bitter tasting piece of fruit in her mouth she was ready to spit out on the floor.

Oh Noooo! Huey kissed Jazmine but she didn't like it! How could this be? Was Huey's crush one sided? Or is there more that meets the eye? Find out next time! REVIEW!