"Damn, nigga slow the fuck down," Cindy says loudly over the music playing in Huey's car. "Bout' to break my fuckin' neck in this bitch." Huey makes a right turn onto wuncler drive and Riley chuckles.
"For real my nigga, we ain't goin' nowhere, chill,"Riley inputs and Huey just continues to ignore the two teens in the backseat and finally pulls up to a blue and grey two story dutch colonial style house and places the car in park.
"Hey, I'm outside," The older teen says and Cindy and Riley try to hear what Melanie says on the other line, but to no avail.
"Aye Huey, why are you even blasting yo music this early anyway? It's 7 in the morning my nig."
"Aye white girl, why are you even in my car right now."
"Because I want to," Cindy replies with a shrug and that's partly true. She and Riley gotta meet up with someone this morning, but she also felt the need to spy on Huey and Melanie for Jazzy. And honestly for herself as well considering that she doesn't have a real good feel of who Melanie really is.
Unlike Jazmine she doesn't have the same 'best friend' relationship with Huey and didn't automatically dislike Melanie. Despite Jazmine not coming out and saying that she actually dislikes Melanie Cindy peeped from the moment she called her about the Freeman's old-family friend.
"Why you wanted to leave so early anyway?" Riley asks crossing his red hoodie covered arm in front of his chest.
"Do I involve myself in everything that's going on in your life?"
"No, but that's because you be already knowin'."
"And that is because you're too obvious about the things you deal in."
Cindy rolls her eyes at the two brothers wishing she did actually stay in bed but they're banter stops just as Melanie exits her house wearing matching black jeans, long sleeve top and shoes. Even the hair tie holding her hair back is black.
She quickly look at Huey and notices his outfit for the first time he's dressed in all black as well, black zipperless hoodie, black jeans with slits in the knees and all black nikes. Cindy's eyes slightly widen and she nudges Riley as Huey pops his trunk and Melanie goes to drop off a bag.
"Reezy," Cindy whisper-yells, nudging the boy.
"What?" Riley mumbles eyes closed as he leans against the window.
"Have you noticed something weird about Huey and Melanie?"
"Whatchu talkin' bout' Cin?" Riley says sitting up as Huey places the car in drive.
"Look." Riley looks at Melanie and Huey for a moment most likely taking in their outfits like Cindy just did and looks at Cindy with one eyebrow raised.
"Oh hell NO!" Riley says loudly and Melanie turns around to look at him.
"What?" Melanie asks at Riley's loud outburst.
"Y'all bout to go do some protesting shit," Riley states and the two teens in the driver and passenger seat say nothing, "AYE, just drop us off at the school."
(*)
And five minutes later Riley and Cindy are hopping out of the backseat of Huey's black audi and wait for Huey to pull off before heading behind the school.
Once the two teens spot Huey's car make a left and disappear down the street they travel towards the back of the school. As Cindy and Riley approach the usual spot for their transactions they spot their connect.
"Aye, man wassup?" Riley greets and Cindy just flicks her chin upward in greeting because this is business.
"Still cold Cin?" London asks a grin curling his lips.
"To the bone," Cindy replies in a cool tone. London just chuckles, and doesn't press the caucasian girl further.
"Alright," London says pulling out a notepad. "So Rummy said y'all want to put in a order for 100 grams of coke, 2,000 pills of ecstasy, molly, and 3,000 pills of percocets. That's correct?" Riley nods and Cindy does as well.
"Alright, to ensure that this shit don't get checked we will pay in increments," Riley states.
"That's cool and I'll give you the drugs in increments as well starting with 50 grams and 500 pills each-"
"A thousand," Cindy adds.
"Okay, a thousand," London corrects, writing down the information on his notepad. "Be careful holding this shit." London continues to write some more stuff before ripping the paper off and handing it to Riley who checks over the receipt to make sure it has everything they discussed along with Cindy.
London then hands both of them a duffle bag out of the trunk of his black mercedes. Cindy opens it to make sure everything looks right and counts the pills while Riley moves to pay the man. Riley opens up his black bookbag and takes out 200,000 stacks and gives it to London.
London puts the money in his trunk, closes it and locks it. "To be honest I'm glad to see y'all faces instead of that other guy that was comin' here." Both Cindy and Riley ears perk up. Only one person other than them know about London being their supplier. "Ace," they answer simultaneously.
"Yeah , him. He still work for Ed and Rum?"
"Nah, so don't do not fucking business with him," Riley answers.
"Hey, man thanks for the heads up. Well, I'll catch you guys later," London says before leaving but not before winking at Cindy. The two teens watch as London drives away in his mercedes before walking back to the parking lot where their ride is most likely waiting.
"So, what's up with you and London," Riley asks and Cindy automatically sucks her teeth. "Nun, we just talk sometimes. It ain't nothing elaborate. Plus he go to school somewhere all the way across town."
"Hm, I didn't know you had a thing for italian niggas."
"You still don't because when I said talk I meant actually talking. We not even interested in each other like that."
"Yea, yea, whateva you say Mcpherson. I see you trying to act all hard in front him," Cindy pushes Riley shoulder and tries to look serious, but ends up bursting into laughter as well and soon they reach the front of the school again they approach the awaiting ultra white Lexus.
"Hey Mrs. Mac," Riley greets as him and Cindy pile in the backseat.
"Hey, ma," Cindy greets as well.
"Hey, sweeties, what's that you got?"
"Oh, just equipment for a project we're working on for class."
"Okay, do you guys want to stop for food?"
"Yes, and ma, can you drop off at our house before going to your yoga class."
"Sure sweetie," Cindy mom agrees and turns out of the school parking lot. Cindy smiles at Riley and he grins. Cindy's mom is cool as fuck.
It was 10:00 am and Robert Freeman is on his way out the door for his usual little stroll in the park, and if he just so happens to come across a few pretty ladies than all will be well. As he is contemplating grabbing a jacket her hears the doorbell ring. Sitting down his hat with a disgruntled sigh he heads towards the front door.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Robert says as the doorbell rings once again. As he opens the door his frown immediately lifts at the sight of- "Georgia Carter," Robert announces at the sight of the younger woman who last he saw her she was in her late teens, and even now as she stands before him she doesn't look a year over 17 yrs old.
"Robert Freeman," Georgia says just as fondly.
"What took you so long to come and see me?"
"I had to get settled first with the new house and transfer jobs, but you know I was coming." Robert laughs and moves back to let Georgia enter the house. Sitting his keys on the end table in the entry way he follows Georgia to the kitchen table.
"So, I see you got that house you always said you wanted."
"Yup, sure did."
"You use to brag all the time to Malcolm about how you were gonna disappear and live in a house somewhere surrounded by trees. Leave the city life behind. And I would always say Malc you know your daddy ain't joking, right?"
Georgia and Mr. Freeman laugh heartily. "Nah, not my pops. He's a city life veteran he ain't never leaving all this behind," Georgia recalls from memory. "He was so convinced," She says fondly.
"Yeah, you remember that I even went as far as to keep a bag by the front door for a few months? Shoot, that boy didn't budge not one bit."
"I sure do and he just wrote it off saying something about how you wouldn't leave Chicago let alone him and the kids." They laugh once again and once their laughter dies down Robert offers Georgia some coffee.
"Thank you Robert," Georgia says as he pours her a mug of honey roasted coffee. Georgia takes it and adds her necessary amounts of sugar and cream from the condiments on the table.
"I'm just so glad that everything is going fine. Despite this being a major move from Atlanta to the DMV area my main priority is just making sure Melanie becomes well-adjusted.
"Well," Robert sits down his mug, "We're here to help at anytime. How did this move come about anyway?"
"Melanie had been constantly asking could she stay with me and when she heard I was moving here she was even more excited. Poor Sherry," Georgia grins as she takes a sip of her coffee. "Overall all I think this is good. Melanie's getting older and I would like to spend more time with her, considering that I haven't been to Chicago in years."
"You haven't?"
"Not since I turned 18 and again for…" Georgia trails off and Robert nods in understanding. "It seems like just yesterday she was learning how to walk and running around the house in pull-ups," She continues on a different note as she stares outside the window the orange glow of the morning sun shining on her face, the reflection of the rising sun appearing to give the house interior a shimmery glow.
"It's amazing what you have done for Huey and Riley Robert, really. I still talk to Cookie and she tells me some of the little things you all get up to. Sounds like a lot of fun."
"By 'fun', you mean life threatening."
Georgia laughs at that, "I see you're still running behind them."
"Yeah, and I'm too old to be doing it."
"You've been saying that since I was a kid," Georgia continues to laugh.
"And I was too old to be doing it then."
"I doubt Riley and Huey aren't as troublesome."
Robert raises one eyebrow and makes an incredulous sound as he drinks his coffee. "You're right, they're worse."
"No," Georgia tries with a chuckle not believing it, but Robert just nods. "They do have the spirit of Malcolm and Deilah Freeman."
"You telling me," Robert agrees.
Later that day around 12 pm after eating and watching Belly Cindy and Riley decide to go scope Jazmine from her house so they can go hangout at Ed's place. They stash the duffles in the trunk of her Lexus Lx and head down timid deer lane and park on the side of the curb.
After ringing the doorbell they don't have to wait too long before the strawberry blonde answers dressed in a pair of light blue jeans and a yellow sweater with a white collared shirt underneath and matching yellow and white converses.
Her curly hair hangs down her shoulders today and Cindy plays with a handful of strands before deciding to make a new batch of Jazmine's hair serum soon.
"Hey, what are you two up to today," She asks in a sing-song tone.
"Nothing, you wanna ride with us to see Ed and Rummy?" Riley asks and Jazmine squeals in excitement.
"Yes, of course! I haven't seen them in forever."
"It's just been four weeks?" Cindy comments with a roll of her eyes, her best friend is so dramatic. "What were you doing before we came?"
"Oh, nothing just making... lemonade," Jazmine replies casually as she inspects her pink nails, small smile curling her lips.
"So, you already know we about to get some, right?" Riley says as him and Cindy race to the kitchen, trying to trip each other on the way inside. They both get a mason jar and pour some of her world's famous lemonade. She uses real lemons from her mother's lemon tree in the garden instead of the powder stuff and everyone loves it.
She even makes a large batch for Mr. Freeman during the summer because he believes that two dollars for a bottle of lemonade is too much when Jazmine can make it for free.
After grabbing a mason jar of lemonade as well Jazmine retrieves her house keys, locks up and follow Riley and Cindy to the car.
Once they reach the large gates designed with the famous 'W' Cindy pulls to a stop, the intercom coming to life.
"Yo, its me, Reezy, and Jazzy," The blonde announces and a second later the gates slide apart, providing them access. They drive for a few minutes, travel up a short hill before reaching flat land again and Cindy makes sure to park next to Rummy's Expedition and not Ed's Lincoln Navigator because he has the tendency of driving reckless when he's angry and Cindy had a difficult time explaining why her entire side mirror was gone last year.
Riley and Cindy grab two black duffle out of the trunk and heft them up on their shoulders as they all walk up the stairs to the mansion and Riley rings the doorbell and a few seconds later the door opens and the redhead himself greets them. "Wassup, my lil' gangstas," He says as he daps up Riley and he messes up Cindy's hair as they enter. "Jazzy fresh," He greets equally brightly and Jazmine envelopes him in a big hug, letting him swing her around.
"Is that Jazmine Dubois I hear?" Jazmine hears Rummy say and runs into one of the first floor living rooms in the estate and envelope the blonde in a hug as he sits in a lounge chair.
They all hang out for a while and watch whatever action movie Rummy had been wanting to see. It's close to the end and they've mostly talked during the whole thing.
The TV is now on a Love and Hip-Hop rerun and Rummy is in the middle telling them a story about a man being as he calls it 'stomped out' in the mall parking lot last night when Ed interrupts.
"Fuck!" He shouts loudly while staring at his phone. "Fucking bitch, Imma handle that!"
"Ed man, chill, what yo ass talkin' bout' now?" Riley jokes.
"This girl, she talkin' bout we need talk and shit?"
"So, what's the problem?" Jazmine asks confused.
"Why she gotta come at me all serious though? Feel like she playing with my emotions and shit," Ed stands up and pulls his car keys out of his black jeans and states that he'll be back later. "Damn!" He shouts once more and once the door slams closed everyone bursts into laughter at Ed's antics.
"He still talking to Jeanine?" Cindy asks as she rips off a long piece of hubba bubble gum and throws it in her mouth.
"Yeah, and she still driving that motherfucker crazy. They both are some crazy motherfuckas," Rummy laughs. Jazmine laughs as well because it was true. Jeanine is a sweet and ambitious girl in her early twenties, and her and Ed have been together for a year off and on.
She also works at a beauty salon in downtown woodcrest and even hooks Cindy up with the latest beauty products. However, among other things her need to be independent sometimes clashes with Ed's need to constantly buy her things and spend his endless trust fund and 'work' money on her.
Despite the shenanigans of their relationship Jazmine can see that Jeanine really loves Ed and isn't with him because of his name nor what he can do for her. It's just that being with Ed sometimes makes Jeanine do all kinds of crazy things.
"He better chill before she bust his headlights out again," Cindy comments and Jazmine shudders at the memory. Her ears are still affected by the various curse words Ed said that day. Last June Caesar, Hiro, Cindy, Riley and her were meeting up with Rummy at the mall and they were all riding in Ed's truck.
After shopping they entered the parking lot they spotted Jeanine smashing Ed's headlights out with a metal bat. Ed hurriedly ran over and received an automatic slap as Jeanie held up her phone and quoted lines from the screenshots presented on the screen of messages between Ed and another female.
Failing to explain himself other than saying that it wasn't what it looked like and that he never touched said girl Jeanine sped off the mall lot in her candy apple charger. It was embarrassing to say the least especially when Ed finally noticed everyone staring at him and as always addressed the onlookers, "What the fuck y'all lookin' at?" At that everyone soon scattered off, not wanting to upset the redhead any more.
Eventually, he had his car towed and Rummy dropped them all off at the Freeman's house.
Cindy, Riley and Rummy continue to chat about whatever and Jazmine stands to go find ice-cream. Once she retrieves a blue raspberry jolly rancher popsicle she decides to do a little wandering around the house estate.
Passing by a grandfather clock she sees that it's only two o'clock in the afternoon and decides to go out the back door. She walks a little ways down until she reaches her favorite spot and sits down on the stone steps thinking back to when she first found this spot facing a large garden of various roses, sunflowers, dandelions and lilies.
It was a couple weeks into summer and she along with the group minus Huey were hanging out with Ed and Rummy as usual and just like today Jazmine had ventured off to get ice-cream and retrieved the same blue raspberry popsicle. It was the first time she had ever tasted this kind and she loved it the moment her tongue touched the popsicle.
…
Jazmine checks her phone for the fifth time this hour before placing it back in her pocket with a long sigh after seeing that her earlier messages to Huey still remain unread. She can't really be too upset with Huey, and knows she shouldn't think too much into it, she thinks as she sucks on her popsicle for a moment.
"Maybe he's busy, yeah, maybe he's busy," she says to herself.
"Do you always talk to yourself?" The strawberry blonde hears and almost jumps out of her skin at being so startled. Looking around for the culprit she doesn't see anyone. Relaxing her heartbeat she begins to choke it up as it being nothing or a figment of her as Huey always calls it 'overactive imagination.'
"You look pretty sad, what's wrong?" The voice asks again and Jazmine knows for sure that she didn't imagine this and that she is not just hearing things. She still does not see anyone, but decides to answer because why not?
Jazmine licks her raspberry flavored lips, "Well, I am pretty sad."
"Why is that?" The voice asks and they sound genuinely curious.
"My best friend is not answering any of my messages. I know that he's probably busy, but," She stops feeling a bit selfish.
"It's completely understandable that you would feel that way. He is your best friend and all. And honestly it's not really an excuse seeing as how people make time for the things they want." Jazmine continues to eat her popsicle, her eyebrows scrunched up in contemplation and she thinks that what the stranger is saying makes sense.
"Hey, stranger, can I ask you a question?"
"As long as I can ask you one in return."
"Deal. Have you ever felt alone? Like, you have friends, and family, but it's like they're so caught up in their own life and situations that you feel…"
"Neglected," the voice finishes.
"Yes. I don't want to be bothersome and demand attention, but sometimes I-sometimes I honestly just feel swept under the rug. Like no one really cares anymore, it's like everyone assumes I'm some kind of perfect angel that doesn't have any real problems. I have problems too you know," Jazmine states and buries her face against her knees, completely caught up in her emotions at this point.
"Like what?"
"Like my parents never being around, their always so busy with work."
"And you're friends?"
"They have their own troubles. We hangout, but…" She trails off not wanting to finish her thought.
"It's not enough," the voice concludes.
"So, you can relate?"
"Yes, I can. I understand exactly how you feel."
"Thank you," Jazmine says almost shyly. "For understanding and listening to me." Jazmine finishes her popsicle, "You're pretty easy to talk to, do you have a name stranger?" There's a long pause and Jazmine is almost sure that the stranger has disappeared before she hears that voice again.
"Raven."
"Well, Raven I'm Jazmine, nice to meet you."
And just like that, every visit to Ed's place during the summer consisted of Jazmine speaking to the enigmatic Raven. She would spill her guts about how she was feeling, her dreams, and the things she got up to when they were away and Raven would listen and tell her that her feelings were valid. Raven was so understanding and funny too, he always had something to talk about.
Raven honestly made her day feel 10,000 times better whenever they spoke. She wonders if Raven ever felt the same. She wonders what he actually did all day considering that every time she visited he was always there to talk about anything and everything with her.
…
Finishing her popsicle Jazmine sits outside for a few more moments secretly wishing to hear Raven's voice again. It never comes and she goes back inside again heading back to the living room.
"Hey, did Ed's neighbors move?" Jazmine asks retaking her seat on the long sectional leather sofa.
"Little Dubois, Ed doesn't have neighbors, not that I know of any way," Rummy answers.
"Yeah, I talked to one of them before."
"Jazzy are you alright," Cindy asks and Riley just continues to laugh while Rummy listens to the mulatto teen completely confused.
"I'm serious, Cin."
"Sorry Jazzy Fresh, Mr. Wuncler owns the entire estate and Ed's the only one that lives here," Rummy adds.
"Does one of the housekeepers have a kid or…"
" 'Fraid not. Housekeepers and security guards do not stay on or around the estate." Jazmine deflates and tone out the others conversation as she takes in this information. Maybe, she did imagine it all, she thinks, but the thought immediately diminishes. She couldn't have been talking to herself all those times. Raven was real.
She eventually tries to put it out of her mind considering that the longer she thinks about it the stranger it becomes. Instead she focuses on the debate about who's going to do well this year in basketball.
She reaches in her pocket for her phone and suddenly becomes aware that she left it on the kitchen island. Momentarily, the thought of Huey calling her enters her mind, but she eventually pushes it out of her mind with the resolve to simply call him back later.
(*)
After Cindy drops Jazmine and Riley off later that evening Jazmine starts to approach her empty house, her parents told her that they would be working late tonight. It's been two weeks since they surprised her for breakfast and they have been more present, but there are some days where they are working later than most.
As Jazmine begins to walk across the street Riley stares at the empty driveway and at the dark house wondering not for the first time where the fuck Jazmine's parents been.
He eventually, stops the teen girl because he wouldn't feel right just letting the girl stay at home alone, especially since it's almost 6:30 and the sun has completely gone down by now.
"Aye, Jazmine," Riley calls and the strawberry blonde stops in her tracks. "Do you wanna come over until yo parents get home?"
Jazmine doesn't have to think twice before agreeing and walking back over to the Freeman residence. Once they enter Riley immediately heads to the kitchen and retrieves a bottle of powerade from the fridge before lounging on the sofa. Jazmine hears the TV come on a moment later and she decides to go upstairs to look for Huey considering that his car is parked in the driveway.
She knocks on his door in a sing-song manner before walking inside. Inside Huey is sitting at his desk as usual, typing something up that Jazmine can't decipher from all the way by the door.
"Hi, Huey," She greets and flops back on his bed. He doesn't reply and Jazmine bounces on his bed like she usually does, waiting for him to finish typing in hopes that he would speak to her then.
Once he finishes and does some clicking around he still doesn't acknowledge her and stopping her bouncing she stands and goes to sit on his lap.
"Huey, what's wrong. Come on, talk to me," she tries, rubbing his back.
"Where were you today?"
"With Cindy and Riley, why?"
"I called you."
"You did?" She asks her tone teasing. "Is poor wittle Huey upset because I didn't answer the phone?" She continues to tease with a giggle. Huey just avoids her eyes and focuses back on his computer screen. "I'm sorry, I left my phone at home. It's still there actually. What did you want?"
"Nothing."
"Oh, really? You didn't want me to come over and hangout? You're not enjoying me sitting on your leg right now?"
Huey looks at Jazmine, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Why would I enjoy you sitting on my leg?"
"Because it's me and I'm your bestest, best friend in the world."
"Oh, really?" Huey says mocking Jazmine's earlier tone.
"Yes, and I like sitting on your lap and your bed," Huey doesn't say anything to this and Jazmine doesn't expect him to.
"Well, my day was preeetty good, we hung out with Ed and Rummy today and Ed stormed off again because Jeanine wanted to 'talk,' " Jazmine says using air quotations with her fingers. She laughs at the memory of the frustrated redhead and hopes everything went well between the couple. "So, what did you do today?"
"I attended a protest," Huey answers.
Jazmine makes a noise of shock, "Why didn't you tell me? I could've baked cookies and decorated your signs."
"It's fine, Melanie came along," He says and Jazmine tries not to react to this piece of information. However, her curiosity gets the best of her along with her mouth.
"Did she bake cookies?" 'Like me?' she wanted to add, but bites back on it.
"No, she didn't."
"Would you like me to bake cookies next time?"
Huey sighs and Jazmine smiles triumphantly "If you want," he replies and she knows that's Huey's way of telling her he does want her to continue to bake cookies for him.
"Okay, I will."
Eventually the mulatto girl stands and retrieves the TV remote and turns it on before returning to her spot on Huey's leg and flipping through channels.
"Oh. My. Gosh. Huey look," She squeals and points at the TV."
"Another sad love story surrounding two white teenagers, how exciting," he comments sarcastically.
"It's about a girl who lost the ability to feel human touch and somehow she falls in love with a boy who makes her feel again," she states excitedly. "Can we go see it, please Huey?"
"Why do you want watch a movie like that anyway Jazmine? It's going to be full of played out cliches."
"Because...I just want to, can we go, please," She asks once more and gives him her most adorable puppy eyes.
"Jazmine that doesn't work on me, you know that," Huey tries, but she doesn't let up. They have a staring match that leads to Jazmine moving slightly closer and Huey soon breaks their match and glares at the screen in front of him.
"Fine," he finally concedes and Jazmine's smile widens at that and she bounces around a little forgetting that she's seated on her best friend's black jogger clad leg.
She suddenly stops before slowly starting back up again, but instead of bouncing she moves her hips in small circles. Huey's still typing away on his computer and she continues, her movements becoming faster as she moves back and forth on his leg.
The strawberry blonde quickly becomes lost in the feeling and tunes out everything else. She doesn't know how to explain this feeling, its something she can't identify. All she knows is that she doesn't want to stop, that she needs to keep going. A moan slips from her pink lips and more follow as she practically humps Huey's leg.
Even as she feels eyes on her she doesn't snap out of the haze that has clouded her mind. The burning in her chest won't stop and she needs something else, something…
"Touch me," She moans out and she bites her lip having not meant to say that aloud, but it's what she needs right now. "Touch me."
"Do you want me to touch you?" She hears her best friend ask and she nods not picking up on his taunting tone. "Do you?" He prompts again.
"Yes," She answers, "Please touch me." She finally feels Huey wrap his hands around her hips and she sighs at the touch of his fingers on her skin as her shirt rides up a bit as she rocks back and forth. "More please," she pleads in a entirely different manner than earlier and when Huey makes no move to touch her further she takes his hand and places it on her stomach. She lifts her shirt up a bit and moans as his fingers rub her bare stomach in small circles.
Jazmine guides his hand lower until it's inside the confines of her light blue jeans. "Touch me," she repeats, pushing his hand against her. She moans loudly at the feel of Huey rubbing her in slow circles over her panties and right on top of her rose bud.
She thinks she could cry at the feel of Huey's fingers teasing her while squeezing her hips in a tight grip. It's all so much and suddenly she cries out at the feel of intense pleasure, her body jerking forward slightly.
With a sigh her shoulders sag and she tries to steady her heartbeat. The strawberry blonde faintly feels Huey remove his fingers away and out of her jeans as well as his grip on her hips disappear completely.
Her high immediately comes tumbling down a moment later at the realization of what just happened...what she just did. Standing up, Jazmine avoids eye-contact with her best friend, leaves without saying goodbye and races down the stairs and out the front door.
The mulatto teen being so caught up in her mind and the shock of what just occurred she doesn't even hear or notice Riley calling after her as she walks across the street.
With shaky fingers she reaches in her back pocket for her key and bangs her forehead against the door when she doesn't feel the metal object. She most likely dropped it somewhere in Huey's room, but there was no way she was going back over there.
Luckily, the door suddenly opens.
"Hi," Sarah greets the teen girl with a warm smile and Jazmine looks in the direction of the driveway and sees that her parents were indeed parked there. She gives a greeting back, trying her hardest to act normal.
"I'm just going to go upstairs," she says shortly.
"Okay," Sarah says slowly and closes the door behind her daughter. "Dinner should be ready soon."
In her room she turns on her bedside lamps before jumping in the shower in hopes of clearing her mind, but when that proves futile she quickly washes and dresses in her pajamas. While eating dinner she doesn't talk much and hum in agreeance or to be polite and retires to her bed and once she's done eating her shrimp pasta.
She tosses and turns all night before finally turning on her phone and seeing the missed calls from Huey, messages from Hiro and Cindy and a recent one from Huey sent thirty minutes ago. It's a simple, "Are you okay?" and she doesn't know how to reply to that, so she doesn't.
'Is she okay?' She wonders considering she's never experienced anything like that and doesn't know what to do about the pounding embarrassment she feels. She dry humped her best friend's leg and he touched her private spot... and she wanted him to.
She's experiencing a boatload of emotions and questions that she really wishes would disappear. Eventually, she gets her wish and passes out from exhaustion.
Hey, I hoped you enjoyed this chapter as much as I did! And Don't forget to hit that comment box to tell me what you think!
~T.