Hey, everyone, I know that I usually write my notes at the end of the chapter, but I decided to switch it up for this chapter. I wanted to let you all know that I will be changing the rating for this story soon... most likely after posting this chapter because as we dive deeper into this story it will be necessary. However, enough of that serious stuff! I hope you all enjoy this chapter and don't forget to comment because I love receiving all your love and feedback. As always thank you, and Mwah!
Until next time, T.
At the sound of her alarm sounding off Jazmine groans loudly. Flipping onto her back she stares up at the top of her pink canopy bed pondering if she should even leave the confines of her bed today.
She was able to dodge Huey Sunday by turning her phone off and telling her parents that she wanted to spend the day with them which was only partially true. The other half was because she was avoiding dealing with what happened between her and Huey.
She still feels embarrassed about the way she behaved and doesn't want to face her best friend right now and she desperately wishes he would forget, but knowing Huey he wouldn't forget.
She wonders why she had to be such a horn dog and practically hump her best friend's leg. It's like she couldn't stop herself, she didn't want to. Even as she replays the event in her mind she wonders what it would feel like to have been wearing a skirt or- at that thought Jazmine rolls out of bed and goes through her morning routine. The strawberry blonde greets her parents and they eat breakfast together and Jazmine pleads with her parents to take her to school today.
"Sorry Jazmine. I have a strict schedule that I can't-" Tom starts, and Jazmine immediately directs her attention to her mom.
"Mom, please?" She asks with puppy dog eyes.
"Sorry honey, I have to be at the office early today."
"Fine." Jazmine stands from the table and bids the married couple goodbye and as soon as she exits her front door she's grabbed by an angry Cindy.
"Where the fuck you been at girl?!"
"Cindy it's just been a day."
"Yeah, without any call or nothing? Plus Riley said that you were acting strange Saturday night."
"No, I'm fine. As fine as I can be. As fine as a humming bird on a Sunday morning."
"What happened," is all Cindy says and Jazmine sighs for the millionth time this morning. Her and her overactive mouth.
"Something happened between me and...Huey."
Cindy abruptly stops outside the passenger door of her lexus. "Shut up. What y'all do?" Cindy asks excitedly.
"It wasn't so much him as it was me. I may or may not have humped Huey's leg," Jazmine mumbles out and Cindy hums loudly squeezing the strawberry blonde's arm.
"Well, how was it?" She asks finally.
"What do you mean how was it? Cindy I completely embarrassed myself. I shouldn't have done that and Huey...he must think I'm a freak and wouldn't want to be around me-and if we can't be around each other he will not want to be friends anymore and I won't be able to deal with the thought of me and Huey not being friends anymore," Jazmine rants and Cindy just stares at her best friend before humming thoughtfully.
"Chill Jazzy, McHater won't stop being friends with you over something like this. Or at all really," She adds and before Jazmine can question what Cindy means by that the blonde teen continues. "How did he react?"
"I was really into it and I wanted him to touch me so I practically begged him and he touched me down there and-and it was amazing Cin," Jazmine says, having given up on her ruse of being upset about the situation. She's still embarrassed, but not upset.
Cindy hums thoughtfully again and surprisingly changes the subject as she enters the drivers side of her lexus and Jazmine climbs inside as well. Cindy catches her up on everything she missed Sunday and the mulatto teen is grateful for her best friend's upbeat demeanor as she drives them to school.
(*)
Jazmine successfully made it inside of the school, to her locker and inside her first class of the day without running into Huey. She thinks part of her luck comes from her blonde best friend who's been by her side ever since she picked her up this morning.
Only when they enter first period together and Jazmine slides into her seat and Cindy sits at the table in front of her and begins to talk with a girl named Ashley from the girls basketball team does she begin to let her mind go haywire. Her mind goes over the fact that there is a high possibility she will run into Huey somewhere after first period and she doesn't know how to face him. She needs a plan or a distraction of sorts.
"Hey, blue jay," Romy greets as he takes his seat next to Jazmine. "What's up?"
"Hi, Romy, I'm...fine." Romy just raises an eyebrow expressing his skepticism at her answer and with a loud sigh the strawberry blonde buries her head in her arms. "Fine. I'm not fine." She mumbles.
"Well, what's wrong?" Jazmine lifts her head and stares at Romy now. Could she trust him with this? Would he make fun of her?
"Not here," she mutters looking down at her notebook.
"Lunch. We'll talk then, is that cool?"
Jazmine smiles at her friend, "Yes, that's cool." Romy grins back before starting to take notes and Jazmine does the same, tuning in to the teacher's lesson and picking up her hello kitty mechanical pencil.
Class goes by smoothly, so smoothly that the tension that was once present in Jazmine's shoulders had finally disappeared as she listened to the lecture and worked on the class assignment with Romy. Romy honestly has been great. Soon after becoming friends she found out he shared health class with her and if she decided a couple weeks ago to move her seat next to the tall boy just to hear his ridiculous jokes and monologues then no one needs to know.
Classes roll by good and the teen girl has never been so thankful that she didn't share any classes with her mahogany eyed best friend than today. However, when lunch rolls around Jazmine stands outside the archway to the cafeteria debating on walking inside or not. Huey is there along with everyone else and he looks pissed.
She knows that he never really looks happy, but today she could almost feel his temperament from outside the cafeteria. Her stomach growls loudly and she mentally curses her overactive appetite. Taking a deep breath she moves to enter the cafeteria and is instantly stopped by a cold hand on her forearm.
"Hey, I thought that we would have lunch somewhere else," Romy says and the mulatto teen just stares at him once again silently thankful for his appearance. "That's good with you, blue jay?" Jazmine smiles and she knows that she most likely looks like an idiot, but Romy doesn't point it out and just leads he away from the overcrowded cafeteria.
The hall is near deserted at this point as the two teens exit out of one of the school's back doors and they travel through the courtyard.
"So," Romy starts as they continue to walk. "What was it that you wanted to tell me?"
"Oh." Jazmine scratches her head, contemplating how to tell Romy what has been bothering her for the last 72 hours. "You have to promise not to tell anyone," She states before blabbing off at the mouth.
"Don't have anyone to tell. I won't go mouthing off like an idiot, blue jay."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Pinkie swear?" She says holding her pinkie out towards the taller boy. The grey eyed boy laughs, but interlocks his pinkie with hers nonetheless. "I dry humped my best friend.'
Romy coughs and lightly pats his chest. "Woah." He whistles, "Naughty girl. How was it?" He finally asks mimicking Cindy's question from this morning.
"It-It was...good," Jazmine admits pitifully. "I mean it felt good," she continues, blushing bright red to the tips of her ears.
"Then what's the problem?"
"It was dirty and I'm not supposed to do those type of things. I lost control and I'm so embarrassed about what I did. How can I face him now?"
"Did he like it?"
"I don't know, he..." Jazmine swallows the lump in her throat at opening up about such a thing and pushes forward, Romy is here to help and isn't making fun of her. "He touched me back."
"Then there is your answer. He didn't tell you to stop, ward you off or give you any notion that he wasn't enjoying what you did so it's safe to stop worrying so much."
"Maybe he was just too nice to say so."
Romy makes a noise of disagreement. "No, he would have told you so. I don't think he would have let you go as far as you did if he didn't enjoy it."
Jazmine thinks about Romy's words as they lapse in silence. It's not tense or awkward and the mulatto teen thinks that it's quite comfortable actually. She admits he has a point considering how blunt and vocal Huey can be when he disagrees with something.
She suddenly feels bad that she avoided her best friend all day, but she can't help but feel nervous about seeing Huey. She shouldn't have done that to him.
"How can I face him?"
"Simple. Just go up to him and act normal. You both did a thing, it isn't the end of the world."
"You're right," Jazmine says at last with a sigh. She thinks that it would be okay, she just needs to stop overthinking things. What's the worst that could happen? Her possibly humping Huey again.
She pushes that thought away and tries to stay positive. "Thanks Romy."
"No problem blue jay, I'm always here to help." Jazmine smiles for what feels like the fifteenth time today at Romy...he's just so sincere.
They lapse in a comfortable silence once again and Jazmine takes in her surroundings around her. They were no longer on school property. "Hey, Romy, where are we going?"
"There," he points at a near empty parking lot a few meters away. Jazmine inclines her head and they continue to walk until they reach the parking lot. The only thing occupying the empty space is a sleek black car.
They stop outside the car and the mulatto teen watches as Romy presses a button and the back doors lift up and he drops his bag in one the available seats before opening the drivers door. Jazmine is in awe and doesn't move.
"Are you coming?" Romy asks and picking her mouth off the ground Jazmine nods and goes to the open passenger side door. Inside she's in even more awe at the stark white interior, everything inside practically dripping of money and she cautiously straps her seatbelt on as she inspects each aspect of Romy's car. She's interrupted by Romy's warm laughter. His dimples poking out of his pale cheeks. "You good?"
"Yes, just…your car."
"It's a tesla model x."
"It's cool."
"Cool?"
"Cool," Jazmine confirms and they erupt in laughter. "Why don't you park in one of the school parking lots?," She asks finally as Romy starts the car in motion and pulls out of the parking lot.
"So someone can break into my car? I prefer not to. Plus, I would rather no one know that I whip a six figure car."
"Understandable," She agrees and Romy smirks at the teen girls reaction as he drives towards downtown Woodcrest.
"Where do you wanna eat?"
"Have you ever heard of Havana's?"
(*)
The next 20 minutes consisted of Romy and Jazmine eating Swiss burgers and steak fries for lunch at Havana's and during that time Jazmine found out a lot about the teen boy. She learned that Romy actually just moved here a few months ago and that he never really staged in one place for long before moving to Woodcrest. His parents are business owners and he is the only child to which Jazmine can relate to.
They also shared little things about each other like how her favorite color is pink and his being burgundy and how he can roll his tongue and Jazmine can wiggle her ears which makes Romy laugh and tickle her ears.
Jazmine also learned that Romy is a great storyteller and spilled some of her strawberry lemonade as she burst into laughter at Romy's description of the fire department and police having to be called because a man fell down a pothole...in the middle of traffic. They're terrible, she knows.
Once they make their way back through the school doors and into the flood of students coming from the cafeteria Jazmine is reluctant to part ways with the red headed boy.
"See you later, blue jay," Romy says and Jazmine hugs him, completely catching him off guard, but she doesn't let go until he relaxes and hugs her back.
Romy disappears in the crowd and Jazmine sighs in happiness and this mood follows her for the rest of her day.
When her last class comes to an end Jazmine considers going to the library to work on her homework and as she grabs her bag before closing her locker. Her previous thought of actually staying for study hall escapes her mind a the sight of Huey standing behind her.
"Huey, what are y-you doing here?"Jazmine glances behind Huey and is thankful that they are the only ones in the hallway.
"Why are you avoiding me Jazmine?" He says sounding exasperated and not at all pissed off like Jazmine thought he would be.
"I don't know," Jazmine says deflating and leaning against her locker. "I was kinda afraid of what you would think when you saw me. I was embarrassed."
"Why?" Huey asks sounding genuinely curious.
"I just...I don't know. I just didn't want to know if you were disgusted by me or something."
"Why would I be?"
"Because I-I-what I did was-it was inappropriate Huey!"
"How? You enjoyed it and I enjoyed it. What is wrong with that?"
"Ugh. Huey you sure do have a way of making me feel stupid."
"You're not stupid. Your actions were, but you're far from stupid Jazmine."
"I just want us to continue to be best friends, I don't want to lose you," the strawberry blonde states quietly.
"Are you doubting our friendship? What happened to us being best friends Jazmine?" Huey teases unbeknownst to Jazmine that looks up at him with puppy dog eyes.
"No, I'm not," She says quickly. "We are the bestest of friends, right?"
"Right," Huey confirms and begins to walk towards the front of the school, Jazmine's arm locked in his.
(*)
Jazmine enjoys the ride home and relaxes as she sits in her seat in Huey's car and listens to his music. Huey parks his car in the driveway and she follows him up to his room and the two work on their homework together. Once they finish she can see the sun setting through Huey's window and soon enough the front door is slamming closed alerting the two teens that Riley was home from basketball practice.
It was no surprise when the younger teen announced being picked to play on WHS boys basketball team considering how dedicated and skilled the younger Freeman is when it comes to basketball. Riley's room is littered with multiple basketball trophies from middle school and community games.
"Huuey," Jazmine whines. "Huey. Can you get me food?"
"No, Jazmine," he answers without looking away from his book on physics.
"Pleeaase," Jazmine continues to whine from her place on Huey's bed. She's lying flat on her back and makes no moves to sit up. "You're not doing anything, but reading."
"Reading is doing something."
Jazmine whines once more before finally standing up and going downstairs to grab a couple of Riley's fruit-roll ups out of the pantry and a bottle of Gatorade.
Returning upstairs Jazmine is met with the sight of her best friend staring at his phone, book lying on his knee. "Who're you texting?"
"A friend," Is all Huey says and Jazmine refrains from raising an eyebrow at Huey's sudden look as if he was waiting for her to question him further. Instead she takes up her position in Huey's desk chair, bouncing a little as she wraps her fruit-roll up around her finger. She continues to watch old spongebob episodes and eat her roll ups as Huey goes back to reading.
After about forty-two minutes (which Jazmine knows because two episodes of spongebob have ended) Huey stands from his position at the top of the bed and stretches his arms, Jazmine watches and notices the defined abs that peek out from under his black shirt along with the little trail of hair leading down into his black joggers. Jazmine quickly looks away as Huey drops his arms and lock them on the TV as he exits the room and her eyes instantly land on his discarded phone on the bed.
Her eyes flicker toward the bedroom door and back to the bed before standing and picking up the phone. As she turns on the screen she's surprised to not be met with a lock screen and pulls up Huey's recent messages.
There are messages from his co-workers, Hiro, Caesar, and Mr. Freeman saying something about going on a date tonight however her eyes immediately stop on a message approximately forty-five minutes sent to someone named Angie.
She opens the message and reads the conversation between the two which consisted of small chat about school, but it quickly dives into Angie expressing how 'fine' Huey looks and from there the conversation takes an entire new direction. Angie expresses everything she wants to do with Huey which causes Jazmine to blush furiously at the words and her best friend's replies before Angie asks when they should meet up.
Huey expresses that he's doing something important right now and Jazmine feels a little swell of pride in her chest at Huey not just hopping up and leaving Jazmine to hook up with Angie. However, he does agree to meet up at around 11 tonight.
"Find what you were looking for?" Jazmine almost jumps out of her skin at the sound of Huey's voice from behind her. This is the second time the revolutionist has appeared almost out of thin air.
"U-uhm," Jazmine stutters shutting off Huey's phone and dropping it on the desk in front of her. "I wasn't looking for anything. M-my phone died a-and I wanted to see if my parents were h-home."
"Really?" Huey asks and Jazmine nods despite Huey being unable to see her face. "Because it looks like you were reading my messages with Angie. Were you?"
"N-no, I-"
"Don't lie," Huey states in her ear and she suddenly becomes very aware that she's now pressed against the desk with Huey towering over her shoulder. Goosebumps race up her arms as Huey speaks again, "Why were you reading my messages?"
"Because I wanted," She starts, but stops as Huey's hands land on her hips in a firm grip. "I wanted to see who you were talking to."
"Why?" Jazmine's breath catches in her throat as Huey's lips land on her neck.
"I don't know."
"Why Jazmine?" Huey repeats littering kisses down Jazmine's neck making her eyes flutter.
"I was jealous," She admits and her heart is hammering in her chest at her admission. Why should she feel jealous? "I wanted to know who had your attention while you were with me. I don't like it." Huey kisses her more and his hand slips under the hem of her top, his thumb smoothing over her stomach in small circles.
"How did it make you feel? To know all the things we talked about... to know how wet she said I make her." Jazmine doesn't answer, too wrapped up in Huey's taunting tone, kisses on her neck, and touches until it stops to which Jazmine whines in protest, reaching out blindly to return Huey's hand to her bare stomach. "Answer me."
"It shocked me. It…" Jazmine drops her voice to a small whisper as she confesses to something she never thought she would. "Turned me on."
"Made you want to touch yourself?" The strawberry blonde nods.
"Yes."
"Then show me." Huey kisses Jazmine's cheek and pulls away. The strawberry blonde finally turns around and blinks at her best friend as he sits in his black leather desk chair.
Nervously Jazmine sits on the edge of the bed facing Huey and closes her eyes before dipping her hand inside her yellow tennis skirt and rose pink panties. Biting her lip Jazmine thinks about Saturday night as she sat perched on Huey's leg, Huey kissing her neck and fingers tickling her stomach and the words he teased her with.
The only sound within the room are Jazmine's moans as she travels closer and closer to her peak. The thought of Huey watching her makes her moan louder her fingers moving faster.
"Look at me," She hears Huey say and she obeys, her eyes locking with his deep mahogany irises as he watches her pleasure herself on his bed. He stares at her with a look she never seen before; a mixture of awe and something else and that is all it takes for Jazmine to finally hit her peak with a loud moan her jade green eyes falling shut.
A moment later Jazmine removes her hands and straightens her skirt before feeling Huey kiss her forehead.
"That was beautiful Jazmine," he says at last, his eyes meeting hers and Jazmine's heart swells at her best friend's words.