A/N: So here is a rather short chapter. I'm sorry it's short but to make it longer would spoil the main plot of the chapter so enjoy and look forward to the next chapter that I will post at the usual pace. 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 fics on the site.

A/N: So far no one has sent in any suggestions for this interactive part of the story, it's kind of depressing. I was hoping my reader would jump at the chance to leave their mark on the story. Because of the poor turnout for this interactive segment I'm just going to decide everything for myself. I wanted all your opinions on if any of the OC's that have or are going to make appearances later in the story, but you know you don't vote you don't get heard. For those looking for what I'm talking about check the A/N for the last couple of chapters.

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

Chapter 16 – The Answer

"So what is your answer?" Alex asked still holding out his hand for Riley to take. "Are you going to join us, become a star and get revenge on that white boy or will you stay and play second fiddle to the new guy?"

Riley eyed the hand for a second later before enthusiastically grabbing it. "I'm in."

"Where's Riley?" Jason asked joining up with the rest of his team at their cars.

"I'm not sure, he hasn't come back yet," Huey said and his phone began ringing. "That's him now. Why is he calling?" Huey pulled his IPhone out of his back pocket and hitting the speaker button. "Where are you Riley?"

"Nigga I'm at home. I have something I need to tell everyone," Riley's voice said through the phone.

"Why are you at home? Never mind that how did you get home?" Huey asked but he got no answer as Riley had already hung up.

"Well let's get going," Caesar said holding the bucket of footballs by the trunk. "It must be something important to leave without telling us."

"I'm going ahead," Jason said putting on his helmet without even changing into his leathers.

"I'm gonna go too. Reezy has some explainin' to do," Cindy said grabbing the spare helmet as Jason started his bike. Before anyone could stop them they were gone down the road.

"This is not going to be good," Jazmine said worried for the well being of her friends. "We have to hurry Huey."

"I know, I know," Huey said jumping his door and starting the car while everyone else climbed in. With a cloud of smoking rubber, Huey gave chase to the motorcycle, but he could not catch the faster bike as it weaved through traffic. "God damn it."

"We'll just have to pray one of them has a cool head," Jazmine said as Huey pounded on his horn and began cursing at the cars in front on him.

Jason sped through traffic throwing caution to the wind. He needed to make it back to the Freeman house as fast as he could to give himself enough time to settle things with Riley before everyone else arrived.

"Go faster," Cindy hollered in his ear as they deked around a Ford escort beating the light before it turned red. They turned the last corner onto Timid Deer Lane and found Riley sitting on the porch in a green and blue jacket with a gorilla on the back.

"I thought you two would be the first back," Riley spat and meeting them half way across the lawn.

"We have unfinished business to take care of," Jason said taking off his helmet. Riley immediately got into his fight stance, "I'm not going to fight you Riley. You're not worth my time. Anyone who needs to jump someone to win a fight is not worth my effort."

"Are ya sayin' I'm weak nigga?" Riley shouted lunging at Jason who easily sidestepped his anger fuelled swing.

"No I'm saying I've lost all respect for you as a person, a player, and a friend," Jason said avoiding another swing.

"As a player this has nothing to do with football nigga," Riley swung again, but Jason ducked under it and lightly pushed Riley away.

"No our dispute has nothing to do with football, but that jacket says it all," Jason said as Huey came speeding around the corner. He barely waited for his car to stop before he jumped out over the door. "I can't believe you would do that to your friends."

"Riley what is going on? Why did you come home by yourself?" Huey asked his brother slipping between Jason and Riley assuming by Riley's stance they were in the middle a fight.

"Why don't you tell him Riley? I'm sure we'd all like to hear the reasoning behind this choice," Jason spat glaring at Riley's jacket.

"I'm not playing football for Wuncler High School anymore," Riley said. "I've decided to transfer to Reagan High School to play for the Roughbacks next Saturday."

"Ya did what? Reezy why?" Cindy asked betrayal in his eyes as it was in the eyes of every member of their team, except Jason who was beyond betrayal and bordering on pure rage.

"Ya guys don't respect my game on dis team. I'm tired of playin' second fiddle to Jason. I'm tired of him taking everything from me, my friends, my glory, my paper, my girl," Riley shouted trying to break through Huey to get at Jason again, but Huey simply pushed him back with his longer reach.

"If you have decided to play for another team then I will not have you fighting with my players. Stop being such a nigga" Huey said sternly.

"What do ya mean by gurl Reezy?" Cindy asked but she like everyone else already suspected what he meant.

"You Cindy, I mean you. I like you. I've liked you for over a year now," Riley shouted his confession in anger not fully realizing what he was saying. He even forgot his ghetto slang.

"I like ya to Reezy, ya my Ace," Cindy said trying to deny the meaning of his words.

"No Cindy I don't just like ya. I like like ya," Riley said already too deep to try and pull out. "I want ya to be more den just ma nigga."

Everyone was stunned silent for as Riley looked at Cindy and she looked back at him. When Cindy finally spoke it broke the last shred of calm Riley had. "I'm sorry Riley but I don't feel that way about you."

"Why?" he asked his anger raising again to hide the hurt that only his eyes showed.

"Riley your fourteen! I mean having a gangster as a friend is the coolest thing in da world, but that's not what I want in a boyfriend. I'm gonna be seventeen in just over three months, ya still a little kid. You're like my little brother. I'd ride and die with ya any day but all dis commotion proves ya too immature," Cindy explained and those close enough to Riley could see his heart breaking into a million piece in his eyes. Her refusal was like the burning of the last bridge.

"So ya gonna choose dis white ass nigga den," Riley said re-hardening his heart.

"I'm not choosing anyone. JJ is a friend nothing more and he never will be anything more," Cindy said. Everyone gathered there expected another outburst, but this time from Jason who had been shot down without even confessing, but none came.

"Get that in your head Riley. A f-r-i-e-n-d, friend," Jason said brushing the rejection off as if it was nothing. "But you're not acting like one now; you're acting like a real douche bag right now."

"Riley I suggest you leave and let things cool off," Huey said, but everyone knew he meant, 'you're no longer welcome here'. "We'll see you on Saturaday."

"I ain't fucking leavin' nigga. Dis is my crib too. Why don't ya bounce?" Riley shouted, turning around and walking into the house, slamming the door in their faces on his way in.

"You can stay at my house, Huey," Jazmine offered. "Daddy won't mind after all he owes you for all the times your family put him up over the years."

"I think it's for the best that I leave, but I'd rather stay with Caesar," Huey said. A week living with her might break the last shred of resolve he was holding onto. Being around her that much in such a short time would make him go mad. "Something tells me your father would not appreciate me staying over now-a-days."

"You know you always have a room at my place," Caesar said wrapping his arm around Huey's shoulders. "I got some new games I haven't tried out yet and my house is near Ed's mansion. Maybe we can score a meeting with Wuncler to get a temporary field."

"I guess that's for the best. Let Riley have the house," Huey turning his back on the house and symbolically his brother. "Let's go to Caesar's then. If we're going to have to find a new player by Saturday we better start brainstorming."

In Riley and Huey's bedroom, Riley watched his old team from between the cracks in the blinds. He watched them all get in their respective cars and drive away leaving him behind, but it would be worth it if he could finally prove that he was the best. If he could prove once and for all he was better than Jason and that he was better than Huey.

With Riley joining the Reagan Roughbacks Huey is now down a player. Will he be able to find a replacement by Saturday while still trying to field a field for his team to practice on at the same time?