A/N Another story
Disclaimer- don't own boondocks. You dig??
The fluorescent lamps were flickering too much. The continuous flickers made her feel dizzy. To make matters worse, she had to sit in this room for three hours straight to finish a calculus test. Jazmine Dubois wanted to look around to see if anyone else was bothered by light. But to avoid being seen as a cheater, she decided not to. The proctor was always walking around room, trying to prevent any cheating incidents from occurring again. Cheating was so prevalent in this school that it disgusted her.
Jazmine raised her head to look at the clock, only ten more minutes to go. Suddenly, she panicked. Desperately, she scribbled down random numbers, hoping that some of the work would be right.
"Time's up," the proctored proclaimed.
She dropped her pencil and reluctantly turned in her papers. She had a feeling that this day would be awful.
"Hey, wait up, Jazz."
She turned around. It was her friend Cindy. Cindy was a blond. Contrary to the common stereotype, she was actually very smart and very athletic. However, her tendency to party almost every night made her look like the 'popular and stupid' type.
Cindy was all smiles. But then again, she was always happy. Sensing Jazmine's sad mood, she withdrew her bright smile and put on a concerned face.
"What's wrong?" Cindy asked.
"I failed." Jazmine said sadly
"You didn't fail! You always say that. How can anyone as smart as you ever fail a test?!"
Normally, those words may have seemed comforting to Jazmine, but today was different. Realizing that no one would understand, Jazmine could only sigh in sadness.
"I only did half of the problems…" She could see Cindy trying to comfort her again, but it was not working. Jazmine had been failing Calculus class. The past few nights, Jazmine could only stare at the calculus book as if it were in some kind of foreign language. Perhaps it was in her genes, that she was to lose her smartness at a certain age. She was seriously wondering if that was the reason.
She was going to go to her locker, but when she saw Huey walking toward his, she decided against it. They had been friends before. She had even had a crush on him for a certain amount of time, but after one summer, he had been trying to avoid her and stopped talking to her. She could not figure out his strange behavior until she saw his new friends. They all drank alcohol regularly and probably slept around with each other a lot. It suddenly dawned on her that he was turning into a stranger. He was not the old Huey anymore. Even more unfortunate, their lockers were assigned right next to each other's this year.
She couldn't help but stare at him, capturing every one of his moves with her eyes. He carelessly threw some of his books and binders into his locker. Apparently, it was full; so he had to force the door to close with a hard shove. His every move showed off his muscular form. Suddenly, Jazmine realized that she wasn't the only one staring. All the girls passing by were practically gawking at him.
"Jazz, Jazz!" Cindy was trying to catch her attention.
"Oh," Jazmine forced a smile, "let's grab some lunch."
Lunch was usually Jazmine's favorite time of the day. Classes were too boring and the teachers were equally so. Only lunch can replenish her thirst for fun. Two years ago, she actually liked going to school, but that was when she got A's with ease.
Today's lunch was plain horrible. Jazmine had forgotten to bring her packed lunch, and had to settle for greasy cafeteria food. The fried chicken was clearly over-fried, and she wasn't even sure if it really was chicken. The cooked peas were looking more brown than green. The only thing that was touchable was the iced tea. She took off the cover, and swirled the tea with her straw.
"Hey, are you ok?" Cindy looked concerned.
"Yeah," still mindlessly swirling her tea. Then she asked, "Cindy, how can someone just change his personality overnight?"
"Are you thinking of Huey again?"
"Maybe…"
"You need to move on. You guys didn't even go out, right? It was just a silly crush," Cindy took a bite out of her sandwich, "I think we need to get you a guy."
"But Huey was my friend, too. He was my friend before I had that crush. Why shouldn't I be sad if I lost a friend," Jazmine said, almost indignantly.
"You know what. I'll bring you to a party tonight. Maybe we can go clubbing or something? You need to relax once in awhile."
Jazmine sighed; she really wanted to relax, but calculus homework was waiting for her tonight.
"Sorry, I got a date with calculus."
"If you need help with your homework, just call me, ok?"
'Yeah, but you are always out partying.' Jazmine thought, but she nodded instead of saying her thoughts out loud.
She was surprised at how quickly she became depressed. School was always depressing, but in the past, it would take her at least five months to be like this. This year, it only took her two.
The next day wasn't any better. In math, Jazmine could only sulk quietly. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes making her grade of 55 in bright red ink became a fuzzy image. Did it have to be written in such a bright color? It was as if the number was mocking her.
'Great, I've gone from straight A's to F's.' Jazmine thought
When she was about to leave the room, her math teacher told her to wait.
"Jazmine, let's have a talk," he sounded nice, but she was too ashamed of her grade to speak in an equally tranquil voice.
"Yes, Mr. Griffin."
"I've seen the record of your past performances in math. I know you were always good at it. Do you mind telling me what kind of problems you've had recently?"
"I just…" she hesitated, registering the situation in her mind.
'God, I'm becoming stupid. Now my teachers are having talks with me to discuss my stupidity.' Jazmine thought
"I just think Calculus is hard. That's all," Jazmine said quietly
"You know what. You can get a tutor if you feel like you really need help. I won't always be here, so a tutor is probably a good choice."
"No," she said abruptly, "I don't want my parents to know. Is there any other way?"
"There are a lot of student tutors here at our school," Mr. Griffin said, "they either excelled at certain subjects or have already taken the class. You know, I can introduce one to you."
"um, I'm not sure."
"Don't worry. This person may seem like a troublemaker, but he's incredible at math. I'll tell him tomorrow, and you guys can figure out a way to get together." He paused to get a sheet of paper and a pen, "here's his number. His name is Huey Freeman. Do you know him?"
'It had to be him, hadn't it?' Jazmine thought
"Yea I heard of him." Jazmine said.
"Okay then it's all set. I'll tell him tomorrow." Mr. Griffin said.
She walked out of the classroom towards her locker. Huey wasn't there, but Cindy was there to greet her.
"What's that?" Cindy pointed to the sheet of paper in Jazmine's hand.
"You wouldn't believe it." Jazimine said shaking her head.
"Let me see," Cindy grabbed it and her eyes widened in surprise, "What's this supposed to mean?"
"He's going to be my tutor apparently… This is so gonna be awkward"
"How?" Cindy looked eager to find out, "And Why?"
"Mr. Griffin kind of assigned him to be my tutor."
"This is so weird," Cindy said confused, "Does Huey know?"
"Not yet, but he'll know by tomorrow."
"You know, this is good chance for you and Huey to catch up," Cindy said, while giving her a wink.
"That is so cliché," Jazmine said, "I don't even like Huey anymore."
"Oh, yes, you do."
"No, I don't."
"Don't deny it," Cindy said cheerfully, "I can see it in your eyes. Let's go eat lunch, ok?"
Jazmine and Cindy sat out on a hill that stood behind their school. The grass was nice and green. Although it would be winter soon, the temperature suggested otherwise. It felt just like summer. Cindy tried to fan herself by pulling on the bottom part of her shirt. Jazmine looked at Cindy in disbelief.
"Don't you think that's a bit revealing?" she asked.
"Oh, come on!" Cindy argued, "You are too conservative. Look at everyone else."
Indeed, all the girls wore revealing clothing while Jazmine only settled for a mid-sleeve shirt and long jeans. She felt like the minority here, but perhaps it was a good thing. The other girls are catching too much of the guys' attention. She wouldn't want to have this kind of attention.
"I hate school!" Jazmine cried out loud. It was a release of all the anger, tension, despondency, what have you. However, she regretted the outcry when a lot of people passed by them and stared at her like a crazy animal.
"Hey, Jazmine."
She heard her name being called, and she turned around. A tall kind of muscular guy with dreadlocks walked out from behind the tree. Cindy couldn't keep her eyes off of him
"Hey, Ceasar," Jazmine said with a smile on her face. She liked this kid. He was one of Huey's best friends and had a great personality.
"You know, you missed a drama club meeting yesterday," Ceasar said with a wink towards Cindy.
"Oh god, I did miss it, didn't I?" Jazmine said. Jazmine felt like her stupidity was not only affecting her academic skills but her other skills as well, like memory.
"Yes, you did," he said solemnly, but then added with a smile, "just don't forget next time! We are having a social event soon. So, you need to be there to make a few suggestions!" Ceasar said.
"Hi I'm Cindy. Jazmine's best friend." Cindy said with a smile.
"Nice to meet you Cindy. Hopefully I'll see you around. Bye ladies." Ceasar said walking away but not before winking at Cindy again.
Jazmine felt Cindy staring at her, so she stared back. "What?" Jazmine said.
"Nothing!" Cindy smiled enigmatically, "It's just that I didn't know in drama club there are hot guys!"
"No there isn't any hot guys." Jazmine said jokingly.
"Oh, no," Cindy glanced at her watch.
"What?"
"I was supposed to make up a test for English, and I'm at least twenty minutes late." Cindy didn't look like she was in a hurry though.
"I'll walk back with you," Jazmine said. She didn't want to sit out there all by herself anyways.
The hallways were completely empty as the two girls walked in silence.
After Cindy went to see her English teacher, Jazmine wandered toward her locker alone. She needed to grab the books she needed for classes after lunch.
"Ok, let's see," Jazmine muttered to herself as she searched for books that she needed in the afternoon, "U.S. history, Physics…"
She dropped her backpack into the ground to put those books in it. As she was busying stuffing books, a shadow appeared besides her foot. She raised her and saw Huey throwing books into his locker again. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt. She couldn't help but glance at his bulging biceps, and somehow she was sure that he had rock-hard abs, too.
'He probably started physical training after he changed his personality' she thought.
He didn't even look at her. She felt invisible. Was it that hard just to say 'hi'? He started walking away almost smugly. For once, she wanted to talk to him. He probably didn't know about the tutoring thing yet because if he did, he would outright refuse to do so. Oh well, she could use the tutoring as an excuse to start a conversation with him.
Jazmine was going to catch up with him, but stopped herself when she saw a girl approach Huey. The girl had a smile plastered on her face, not to mention the huge amount of makeup, also plastered on her face. What they did next surprised Jazmine completely. They started making out. Huey had pushed the girl against the lockers and was running his hands all over her body, quite inappropriately, in fact. The girl was fumbling with his shirt. Jazmine couldn't look at the extreme PDA any longer. Soon it was about to turn into something more than just PDA. She knew Huey had changed, but she hadn't expected this. Disgusted, she walked away.
A/N Yea the characters are OOC but this story is till great. To tell me how great this story is and/ or want to make some suggestions just click that review button