Keep in mind guys that I made Dre older and taller and a little more muscular then Cheng on PURPOSE.

Believe me...I know that he is younger and smaller in the movie..

oh! BTW, today is my 3 month anniversary with my boyfriend :). Woot Woot!

Okay...enough about my personal life.

Dre's P.O.V

Riiiiiiiiiing, riiiiiiiiiiing, riiiiiiiiiiing.

My eyes shot open and looked over at the clock. 2:00 pm. I lazily reached my arm out to my cell phone and snatched it.

"Hello?" I said sleepily into the phone.

"Man, you've been in China for bout a week now and you haven't called me." I heard Keenan say.

"My biggest apologies, darling." I joked.

"Yeah, you're funny."

"It's like the middle of the night brah, why you callin' me?"

"It's still afternoon here."

Ah, I forget. Big difference in time between America and China.

I told Keenan about how the plane ride here seemed to take forever. I told him about how I ride on his skateboard through Beijin...grabbing onto the back of cars to pull me around, I even told him about how I want to do Kung Fu.

"Why the hell would ya want to do Kung Fu?" He asked me.

"Dude, if you are able to do Kung Fu here, you are known as bad ass." I sighed. "Plus, it just means I get to spend more time with Cheng."

"Who's Cheng?"

Uh...oh.

"Who is Cheng? Some girl you like?" Keenan asked.

Oh! There's my loop hole!

"Ummmm...yeah." I said.

"Haha, well, is she cute?"

"...oh yeah. She's a cutie."

"Ok mom, I'm out!" I yelled, almost out the building.

"Hey hey hey. This is early for you on a Saturday." She said.

"I'm going to go hang out with a friend." I told her.

"Well, alright. Be safe." She smiled, obviously happy that I actually have friends in Beijin.

I sat at "our" bench, I guess you could say. Waiting for Cheng to show up.

This past week, we have been hanging out a lot. I still don't understand why he chooses to be nice to me...but shitty to everyone else.

"Hi!" Someone beamed. It was a girl's voice. I looked up and saw her. She was pretty cute, but just not for me.

"I'm Mei Ying." She told me, smiling.

"Hey, I'm Dre." I told her, shaking her hand. She sat down next to me. Why was this total stranger coming over to talk to me? Maybe this is why Cheng snapped at me the first day.

"I noticed you have been with Cheng for awhile." She told me. "If he is holding you as a hostage and making you his servant, you can tell me."

I had to laugh at that. Was he really THAT bad?

"Do you even know him?" I asked her.

"Of course I do! My mother and his mother were great friends since they were little girls."

She had my full attention now.

"Cheng and I use to be great friends as well. We would spend almost every day together. But when his mother died, things changed." She told me.

"How?" I asked her. She turned to me.

"We were still friends after his mother's death, but as time went by, he grew very mean. He bullied everyone around. He became very bossy with me, always telling me what to do. I got fed up with him and stopped being his friend." She looked down. "I miss the old Cheng, the sweet and kind Cheng."

"He seems pretty nice to me." I said. She looked up.

"You must be a miracle worker." She sighed. "If he is not mean to you, then there must be a very good reason why."

"I've thought the same thing." I said.

"Dre." I heard a different voice say. Mei Ying and I both looked up and saw Cheng staring at us. She stood up.

"Hello, Cheng. It is good to see you."

"Mei Ying." Cheng said with no emotion. He looked at her, looked at me, and looked back at her. He didn't look angry...but hurt.

"I should leave now. Nice to meet you, Dre." She said, then walked off.

Cheng's P.O.V

"I see you met Mei Ying." I told Dre as we were walking down the street.

"Yeah, you guys use to be friends?"

I nodded. I did not really like to talk about that situation. I missed her as a friend...but for some reason, right now I was extremely angry with her.

"Yes." I said. I changed the subject before he could continue with that subject anymore. "Do you like her?"

He froze...then smiled.

"Why? You jealous?" He asked.

"...jealous of her." I mumbled. He didn't hear me.

"Watcha say?"

"Nothing."

There was a few minutes of silence.

"No." Dre said.

"No what?" I asked.

"No...I don't like her like that."

I could not hide my smile.

Dre's P.O.V

He led us into an alley. He looked around and then started climbing up a latter.

"Follow me, Packer." He said.

"Woah man." I started following him up the latter. "My last name is not Packer, it's Parker."

He looked down at me. "Since when?"

"For about 15 years now." Sarcasm obviously in my tone. I looked down, we were starting to get high up.

"Hmmm, I thought it was Packer...or Pecker." He laughed.

"I promise you, it's Parker." I sighed.

He then stopped and leaned over to open a window.

"Come on!" He yelled and hopped into the room. I quickly followed him. We were in a classroom it looked like. It had desks and chairs, but it was a very big room. The floor was tile and the walls were white.

"Where are we?" I asked him.

"I guess it is some classroom. No one is ever here though."

"How do you know about it?"

"I have my ways." He smiled at me.

"So, this is where I'm going to teach your sorry butt how to dance." I sighed. He kicked me in the shin. "Ouch!"

"This is where I am going to teach your sorry butt how to do Kung Fu." He laughed.

"Whatever dude, the dancing comes first though." I smiled.

I found a radio in one of the cabinets in the room. I turned it on and put in one of my burned cd's with a bunch of my favorite hip hop and rap songs. Teach Me How To Dougie started playing.

"Okay! Show me what you got!" I demanded. Cheng just stood there.

"Dre, If I was able to dance the slightest bit, I would not be here with you right now. I have nothing."

"Why do you want to learn to dance anyways?"

"Why do you want to learn Kung Fu?" He asked.

He had a good point.

"Okay, just feel the beat." I told him. He just stood there and blinked.

Once again, very cute kid.

I sighed and went behind him.

"Put your arms out front, lean side to side." The song said.

I grabbed onto his arms and stuck them out. I leaned us side to side, going along with the beat.

"What's a dougie?" He yelled over the music.

"Not sure!" I replied.

"You're a jerk, you're a jerk, you're a jerk." The next song played. You're A Jerk by New Boyz.

"Parker, you're a jerk." Cheng smiled.

I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, this move is called jerkin'. I took advantage of this moment to show off my skills. That was until Cheng started busting out laughing, then I stopped.

"What?"

"It looks like you are skipping backwards!"

"It's called jerkin'!"

"Call it what you want, I call it skipping." He kept laughing.

Okay! New song!

Aha! Do Da Stanky Leg by G-Spot

"You CANNOT make fun of this, ight?" I asked. He bit his bottom lip, trying to stop laughing, and nodded. "This is called the stanky leg." He choked back more laughter.

I moved my leg in the circular motion and leaned to the side. He stopped laughing.

"I do not think I can do that." He said.

"Sure you can." I smiled.

"What have I gotten myself into?" He asked.

After about 2 hours of dancing we decided to take a break. I was a bit tired, having to show off and all. Showing him my mad dance skills. And he was exhausted from having to learn all this stuff. Between all the temper tantrums he had from doing stuff wrong...or the laughing he did from doing stuff wrong. Even the laughing he did when I showed him a move he thought looked funny. My point is, there was a lot of dancing, temper tantrums, and laughing til you thought you were gonna piss your pants.

"You know, you don't really have to teach me Kung Fu today. We are both tired. How bout tomorrow? K, sounds good." I said, panting.

"No way, you put me through hell, it is my turn." He panted as well. He gulped down an entire bottle of water and then hopped up, without even using his hands to push himself up. I sighed and pushed myself up with all the strength I had left in me.

"First, make your right hand a fist, put it against your left hand and bow." He said.

"Why would I bow to you, man!" I yelled.

"Because you idiot, it is a sign of respect. I am going to do it too. Before you battle with someone you must always do that first."

"...oh."

"You could of gone easy on me brah!" I told Cheng as we were walking home.

"You did not go easy on me when we were dancing." He stated.

"That's because you laughed at jerkin'."

"You mean skipping." He smiled, innocently.

"So." I said. "How was I?"

"You sucked really bad at first." He said, bluntly. "But you started to get the hang of it. And you still have much more to learn."

"Same goes for you." I protested.

"Dre, I already know how to skip." He joked.

"You sure you want to walk me home? Isn't you're home right across from the park? The park is quite a distance from my home."

"No prob, I got my skateboard." I told him.

We finally arrived to his house.

"Father is not home." He said. I think he was talking to himself.

"Do you have training today?" I asked him. It was only early in the afternoon right now.

"Yes." He said.

"Maybe I'll stop by."

He froze. "Dre, I know I am teaching you Kung Fu and all...but I really do not think you will enjoy it if you get enrolled into my class."

"Chillax." I said. He looked confused by my slang again. "If I do stop by it will only be to see you."

He blushed.

"Thank you, but...don't...okay? At least not now." He said.

I sighed. "Ight."

He turned around to go inside but I stopped him by grabbing his arm.

"Why are you my friend?" I asked. He raised an eyebrow. "I mean, you treat everyone else like shit, but not me. Why?"

He opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it. He looked as if he was trying to think of a good excuse to tell me.

"I...don't know." He finally answered. He sighed and sat down on the porch. I sat down next to him. "Maybe because you were able to make me laugh as soon as I met you. Maybe because I...I."

"You what?"

"I..." He looked up at me. "Nothing."

"Say it, man."

"No, nothing."

I sighed.

"I'm going to get you to say what you want to say one day." I said.

"Good luck." He responded. He started to hesitate. He opened his mouth once again, then closed it once again. But this time he opened it a second time and actually spoke. "Thank you for being my friend, Dre."

He said it so softly, it caught me off guard. Without thinking I leaned forward and pulled him into a hug. He tensed up at first, but eventually relaxed. We must of sat there like that for 5 minutes before we both realized what we were doing and quickly pulled away.

"I-I need to go-o rest now for t-training later." He stuttered.

"Yeah, I gotta go...help my mom with...something." I said, nervously.

He stumbled to the door and blushed with at his clumsiness.

"Bye, Dre!" He said and ran into his house.

"Bye." I said, even though he was already inside.

I was defiantly going to stop by his school later. I don't care if he didn't want me to. I need to see him some more. I smiled to myself and felt like I was floating on a cloud. I turned around and with one swift movement...fell off his porch and landed on some trash cans, causing a lot of noise.

"Ouch." I said, face down in the ground.

Did you like it? :)

Okay, I need ya'lls help.

Give me some ideas!

I am going to bring Mr. Han in eventually but he is not going to have a big part.

And if anyone suggests that I make Dre the "girl" in the relationship...I will deny it lol.

But other than that, if you have some ideas for me...review first...then send me a message and we will discuss it.

Oh and the songs featured in this chapter were
Teach Me How To Dougie by California Swag District
You're A Jerk by New Boyz
Do Da Stanky Leg by G-Spot

I'm a big hip hop fan :)