Once school is over only Huey and Jazmine ride home because Riley is staying for basketball tryouts. It's quiet in the car and she has so many questions that she's too scared to ask. Jazmine is so wrapped in her head that she barely even notices when Huey pulls into his driveway and parks his car.

The sound of Huey closing his door startles her and she grabs her bag following him inside. Huey heads straight to his room as normal and she follows him there too and sits on his comfy bed. Huey sits his bag down and sits in his desk chair watching her.

"What," Jazmine asks at last, looking at him without sitting up. Huey shrugs and she knows he has something on his mind.

"So, what Cindy said, is it true?" The curly haired girl groans. Not this again.

"No, Huey. I am not doing 'it'. If I were don't you think you would know?"

"No, why would you tell me that?"

"Because I tell you everything. We're supposed to tell each other everything," She sits up and move to the corner of his bed bouncing a little. Huey doesn't say anything he just slips off his sneakers, grabs a book out of his bag and sits on his bed with her.

Jazmine continues bouncing and when Huey is positioned against the headboard she sits next to him and plays games on her phone.

Hours pass when she finally finds the nerve to ask, "Why didn't you tell me you were doing 'it'?" Huey looks over at Jazmine from her sprawled out position on his bed as he does his homework. All AP students get homework on the first day. Sucks being in advanced classes, doesn't it?

"What?"

"You didn't tell me you were doing 'it'," She repeats not looking at him.

"Doing what?" Huey asks her again and Jazmine knows he's taunting her.

"You know."

"No, I don't."

Jazmine sucks her teeth, "You're gonna make me say it?"

"Say what?" Huey continues.

"Sex. You never told me you were having sex," Jazmine finally blurts out, staring up at the ceiling hoping that her cheeks aren't burning red.

"Okay. Was I supposed to?"

"You would want to know if I was having sex, right?" Huey once again doesn't say anything and she sits up straight. "Fine, then I guess I won't tell you when I have sex then."

"You're not having sex," Is all he says as he flips another page in his book.

"Yet," Jazmine says turning back to his TV, watching Spongebob.

"Jazmine," Huey says with a warning edge, but she doesn't turn around.

"What?"

"Look at me."

"No."

"Jazmine," He says again like he's 'the law' or something. She still doesn't move and a moment later he flips her onto her back and tugs her forward by her legs. Her feet are placed on both sides of his hips with her butt resting on top of his legs.

"Huey, what?"

"Don't 'what' me." Jazmine rolls her green eyes and groans in frustration. "You're not having sex."

"Who says?"

"Me," Huey says and Jazmine raises both eyebrows at his hard tone.

"And? You didn't think to consult me when you started fucking." Huey narrows his eyes at her language, but she could care less right now. They have a mini stare off until she looks away and stares at the picture of Malcolm X on Huey's wall.

"I did not think it was a big deal," Huey says at last.

"Well, it was," Jazmine says still wanting to be annoyed at the boy.

"I can't change the fact that I have sex Jazmine I did and I do." He sighs and gets off his bed and sits in his computer chair. And she wants him to come back. She's been a brat all day towards him.

"I'm sorry Huey," She says and he does not react he just continues to do his homework from all the way over there from her. "If you want to have sex that's fine," the curly haired girl tries.

"Wow, thanks for your permission," He says sarcastically as he types on his computer.

"It's just that I feel so out of the loop lately. I feel like I don't know what is going with you, I feel like we may be drifting away from each other, I-" Jazmine stops before she can turn into an emotional mess and stands, grabbing her bag off the floor and walks over to the door. As her hand squeezes the doorknob she feels Huey grab her arm.

"I know I haven't been around a lot and I'm going to try to be. Okay?" She nods and Huey releases her arm and exits the intense room and house. Jazmine waves at Riley as he is walking up the driveway and goes into her empty house. She suddenly does not feel like being alone, but does not know if she wants to go back across the street.

The mulatto girl drops her bag behind the sofa in her usual spot and goes upstairs in her room. She gets in bed and wraps her covers around her body like she's been dying to do all day. A few moments later her phone buzzes and she checks her messages.

Huey: Why did you leave?

Jazmine: I don't know. Probably shouldn't have. I'm home alone.

Huey: You okay there by yourself?

Jazmine: Yes

She presses send and instantly feels guilty. Here she is complaining about Huey keeping things from her and she haven't even told him that she barely even see her parents sometimes. Now being one of those times.

Jazmine: I'm sorry again for being stubborn

She drops her phone on her chest after and Huey doesn't reply for a while, the sun has completely gone down and Jazmine wraps herself tighter in her blankets. "I'll be okay, I'm used to this," she says to herself. Her phone buzzes again and she reads the short message: Come over.

Standing up she slides into her pink pajama bottoms and equally pink fluffy slippers, grab her phone and keys, going back across the street.

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