A/N: So here is the second part of the gang's trip to the beach and things are about to get dirty. Please review and tell me what you think. Once again I want to give thanks to DaveTheWordsmith and KODfreak for reviewing and giving great feedback, everyone you should check out their works because there is some great stuff there if you haven't already, especially "Choices" a great fic by DaveTheWordsmith and "Life Goes On" by DaBlackGoku my favourite fic on the site. So here is the first interactive part of the story. I'm giving my readers the chance to name the play Jason and Riley used to hurt Kyle and Rex. Send your names for the play in a review and I will use the best one.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Boondocks, Aaron McGruder and Sony Pictures does.

Chapter 15 – The Beach Part 2

Huey blew his whistle to grab everyone's attention. They were lucky today that the beach was nearly empty so he was not limited by space. "Warm ups are done. It's time to get down to the real training...wind sprints. The longer you go the fewer laps you have to run on Monday in the park."

"Oh man, you got to be kidding me," Caesar complained as they lined up along the line Huey had drawn in the sand.

"I'm not kidding you. Everyone runs full out until you drop," Huey said blowing his whistle again and everyone took off.

Caesar and Hiro did not even get two seconds before they fell in the sand. "What the hell? We can't run on this." Hiro said getting back to his feet with Caesar and continuing to run.

"That's the point," Huey said as Jason and Riley came to the second line twenty feet away from the first. When they got to the line they turned and stopped for a brief second before pushing off again. "The sand makes it harder to run. This will help increase the speed of your first steps. With a faster first step you can get the jump on your opponent."

"So why aren't ya doin' it?" Cindy asked as she came back to the first line several steps behind Jason and Riley. When she went to turn and kick off again she fell on her face.

"Because I'm the quarterback I don't need a fast first step," Huey replied.

By their fifth lap everyone but Riley and Jason had fallen at least once. By to the sixth lap, Jazmine fell for the third time and called it quits unable to get back up before Huey blew his whistle. "You're done Jazmine," he said much to her relief.

"Why did you make me do this too? I'm the kicker I don't even run," Jazmine huffed falling in his butt beside Huey.

"Until we find another receiver you are a receiver too so you must train with the other receivers."

"A receiver you don't pass to," Jazmine pointed out.

"None the less you can never be too prepared," Huey said as Caesar also fell. He counted to ten and when Caesar did not even make an effort to get back up he blew his whistle. "Caesar you're out too. That means on Monday that's an extra four laps for both Jazmine and Caesar."

"I'm fine with that as long it's on solid ground," Caesar said joining Jazmine and Huey on the sidelines.

Six laps later, Hiro joined them on the side things and on the next one Cindy who had wasted a lot of her energy in the basketball game followed suit. Once again Jason and Riley were the only ones left doing laps. They were neck and neck in almost complete synchronization, their feet hit the sand at the same time, their arms pumped at the same time, they touched the lines at the same time.

"I'm not gonna lose to ya again nigga," Riley growled now running solely on the anger he felt toward his rival. He should have dropped off laps ago, but he would not let Jason win this time. The arrogant white boy needed to be put in his place.

"You look a little tired Riley. You can bitch out now, no one will blame you," Jason returned the trash talk. Like Riley his legs felt like lead and all his muscles burned. His lungs burned for more air but he would not quit, not while Riley continued to run.

"Let's go Riley, Jason," Jazmine cheered them both on.

"Just drop already so we can finish the rest of practice before the sun goes down," Caesar added eyeing the cool waters of the ocean.

"Let's go Jason you can't lose twice in one day," Cindy cheered and more anger flared in Riley.

He forgot about winning the stamina contest and in a blind rage jumped the distance between him and Jason tackling his rival into the sand where the coat of sweat on their bodies covered them in a layer of sand.

"What the fuck Riley?" Jason said from under Riley who had gotten on top of him. With lightening speed, Riley fed him two shots to the face before Huey grabbed Riley by his cornrows and threw him off Jason.

"Go cool off!" Huey ordered picking Riley up again and throwing him even further away from Jason. "I will not have any more fighting between members of my team."

Riley ignored Huey and tried to charge Jason again, but the older brother stuck his arm out catching Riley in the chest. Riley nearly spun right around Huey's arm before hitting the ground hard. "I said to go cool off."

"Bitch ass nigga," Riley spat as Jason as Cindy and Jazmine rushed to the import's side and he stomped off in a huff. Jason remained laid out of the ground unmoving.

"Are you alright J? "Jazmine asked checking his face.

"I'm fine babe," Jason said looking up at the sky. "I just didn't expect him to sucker punch me like that. I thought we had gotten past this weeks ago."

"Why would Reezy do dis? I thoughts ya wuz cool now," Cindy said helping Jason to his feet.

"I guess I did something recently to piss him off," Jason said bushing the sand off his body and touching his face where Riley had hit him. "But I'll deal with that later right now we have a practice to finish."

"With Riley's beef aside, we have much of the beach to ourselves so I want to run some offensive routes so you guys can get some more defensive training in," Huey said going back to his car and retrieving a large blue plastic bucket of footballs from his trunk. "J since you can't do physical drills yet I want you to help Jazmine with her kicking. I assume you can kick since you seem to be able to do everything else.

"You assume right. I can punt, but I'm not very good at field goals," Jason nodded. "But I know enough to help Jaz."

"Alright, then Jazmine and Jason go down the beach and get some rep in. The rest of us will run routes over here. Caesar you shadow Cindy while she runs the route and Hiro I want you to try and help Cindy get away from Caesar," Huey instructed dumping a few balls out and giving the large bucket to Jason.

Jason and Jazmine walked further down the reach so they were away from the rest of the team. "J know why Riley is pissed off at you right?"

"No. I thought we were cool," Jason said honestly unsure why Riley had jumped him. He thought they were getting tight, but he was obviously wrong.

"It's Cindy," Jazmine told him.

"Cindy what does she have to do with this?"

"Riley likes her, but she seems to have taken a shining to you instead," Jazmine said. "He's jealous."

"But she's just a friend. She's the only one I can just play some sports with. When I play Riley it becomes a match of one uping each other. Huey and Caesar are too busy with their revolution and Hiro just isn't that athletic. He's cool to play video games with and stuff, but when it comes to sports he just isn't that interested. And no offense to Jaz, but you aren't exactly the most athletic person either."

"None taken. But even if that is true which I'm not entirely sure it is, Riley doesn't see it that way and I think Cindy doesn't either," Jazmine said.

"Hmm I guess I have some things to think about."

"Yes you do, before things get out of hand again."

"Here's perfect," Jason said when he spotted two broken umbrellas someone had left sticking out of the ground. He picked out a ball from the bucket and with two steps he punted it down the beach. It hit the right umbrella right on its top. He continued walked half the distance to the umbrella. "This should be about thirty yards."

"That was a sixty yard punt. Why aren't you punting for the team?" Jazmine asked staring at Jason.

"Because I'm first and foremost a receiver. We need a primary kicker because as we saw last game the chances of me being hurt as a receiver are rather high and even the smallest injury came hampering my kicking making me useless. I make a good back up punter if needed but we need someone who specializes in kicking like you.

"What are we going to be doing then?" Jazmine asked looking at the umbrellas.

"We're going to help your long range aim," Jason said crouching down with a ball. "You have the power to hit a forty yard field goal, I'm not sure where you got it but you have it. Now we just have to work on your technique."

"I used to take dance," Jazmine said with a smile.

"That explains it," Jason nodded. "That would develop your legs to be able to do this. Now kick the ball."

Jazmine lined up her kick, moved several steps back and to the left and then with the front of her foot kicked the ball straight on. The ball curved to the right with her foot missing the space between the two umbrellas by several feet. "It always does that."

"That's because your technique is off," Jason said grabbing the kicking holder and setting up the ball. He dropped back three steps like Jazmine had except he moved to the right as he kicked with his left leg. "You are using the soccer-style when you line up you kick, but when you come to the ball you kick it with the front of your foot instead of with the inside like you would a soccer ball." Jason kicked the ball with the inside of his foot and the ball soared clean through the umbrellas, but if he had been kicking at a real set of uprights his kick would have been too low. "With the right technique you can get the accuracy you are missing."

Jason set up another ball and stepped back to watch Jazmine come in again. This time Jazmine hit the ball with the inside of her foot and it came closer to the umbrellas but still missed. "I still can't get it."

"It's going to take some practice," Jason said. "This time take just three steps back and as you approach the ball come in with your knees bent and leaning forward at your waist." Jazmine followed his instructions again and this time the ball went through the umbrellas but it would have been to low like Jason's kick. "See you got it this time."

"But it's was too low," Jazmine said getting demoralized.

"Nah it was good babe," Jason assured her. "You just have to practice with the technique to regain your power again. I promise you by the start of our game next week you will be able to hit those forty yarders that you could not last game."

"You think so?" Jazmine asked as Jason set up another ball.

"Definitely babe," Jason said

"Fuckin' nigga ass fuckin' nigga," Riley said kicking a metal trash can with every word. "God damn nigga goes down like a bitch and everyone runs to help him. He's only been here for two weeks and he's already taken all my niggas."

Riley kicked the metal trash can once more knocking it out of its holder, its contents spilling all over the side walk.

"You know you don't have to put up with it," a voice said from behind him.

Riley turned around to find a tall mulatto teen with blonde medium length straight hair. "What ya want nigga?" Riley said getting ready for a fight. It was just what he needed, a stranger to vent his frustration off on.

"I don't want to fight that's for sure," the teen said. "My name is Alex and I'm the running back for the Reagan Roughbacks. We've been watching you and I think you can do better playing second fiddle to that white boy on your team."

"Neither do I. How am I supposed to get my paper when everyone is lookin' at dat nigga?" Riley huffed.

"Then how about coming to play for us? We need a new star wide receiver. The one we have doesn't exactly suit the philosophy of the team. We want to win no matter he cost and we're looking to replace him."

"I don't care how I gets it as long as I get my paper," Riley said clenching his fist.

"Then how about coming to play for us?" Alex asked. "We can get you transferred and on the team by Monday. Our school is behind our team one hundred percent and is not afraid to do what it takes to win. So you in?" Alex held out his hand to seal the deal.

Riley looked at the hand. "Will I get to go up against Jason?"

"The white boy? Yeah if that's what you want," Alex promised.

Riley continued to look at Alex's hand a smile spreading across his face and revenge in his eyes.

Is Riley's jealousy against Jason enough to drive him to join the Reagan Roughbacks their next opponent? If he does join the team what will happen to the Wuncler Black Panthers? Without Riley they're a man short of the minimum number of players they need to play.