House Party Page #6

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Sounds like something

you catch on your feet.

You seen my boy?

l haven't seen him, sir.

You sure?

You ain't seen him?

Why don't you go home

and watch the late show, Pops?

Why don't you go home,

little test-tube baby?

-What's your name?

-Clinton.

-Clinton what?

-Clinton X.

Clinton X?

Yeah, Clinton x.

l'm a Muslim.

Get me two bean pies

and a pork chop sandwich...

you little

trout-mouthed heathen.

Oh, how you doing?

l should've known you was here.

Saw the drippings outside.

With your Jheri-Curl,

better never do a crime.

The police would have

no problem finding you.

Follow the drip.

No problem finding you.

Bilal, where's the boy at?

Upstairs?

ls the boy upstairs?

Wait!

Play told me to make sure

nobody went upstairs...

'cause his parents

just got new carpet.

And he don't want nobody

with sh*t on their shoes--

-Did l say "sh*t"?

-You did.

You talking about my shoes?

No. Nobody can

walk around up there.

l understand.

So nobody been up there?

Ain't nobody up there.

l don't play.

l don't play, either.

l ain't got time to play games

with you damn kids.

He got to come home sometime.

l'll be waiting

on his monkey ass.

Get out of the damn way.

l'll be like a security guard,

waiting for him.

Get out of my way.

Look.

Just make yourself at home.

What's Play's mama

doing with this dress?

She ought to give this to me.

lt does look kind of nice.

Let me help you

with that dress, huh?

What do you think?

Hold. What you doing?

Helping you with the dress.

You got to take things

slow at first.

-Kid, your--

-What?

Nothing. l just came

to get my pocketbook.

We was about to get it.

And now we're not.

Now l know

it's time for us to go.

Let's go out the back way.

l told Play l'd help clean up.

l don't want to run into him.

You'd run into a lot more

than Play out front.

What are you doing on Friday?

l don't know.

Why don't you call me tomorrow?

A lot of guys get nervous

in the projects.

Why would they be punks

like that?

After Mr. Williams' son started

sniping people from the roof...

guys drop me off on the corner

and tell me to call them.

l shouldn't make plans

for this weekend.

lt depends if my father

lets me off punishment...

for getting into

that fight at school.

Friday may not be

good for me, either.

We'll talk tomorrow in school.

-Come on, now.

-Don't beg.

Later.

Good night.

l'll be back.

Do l detect jealousy?

Why tease him?

"Let's get together Friday."

Didn't you say

the same sh*t to Play?

One's in trouble,

the other one's available.

l'm just playing averages.

They're friends!

Cute ones always travel

in packs.

But why is old ugly Bilal

with his breath...

hanging out with them?

l can't believe

you're acting like this.

What?

Let me tell you something.

Life is short.

lf you want something,

let the chips fall.

You're mad because

you didn't catch one.

That may not be by accident.

You didn't like him

till he was up on me.

That is bullshit.

He was up on me first.

Why you think

l didn't talk to him...

even though l knew

you were playing him?

Then you put him

all up in my face.

l'm out of here.

l don't want to hear it.

He's still got

to walk you home, right?

lf you think l'm dogging him,

try and take him.

-l ain't like you.

-That's why you're mad.

-Ho.

-l heard you.

What's wrong?

You don't have to walk me home.

-l don't mind.

-l kind of do mind.

You beefed at me all night.

What did l do to you?

You didn't do anything.

lt's just l want to be alone.

l don't think

that's a good idea...

so l'm going to bug you

all the way home.

You should be

heading home yourself.

Why? l'm already in trouble.

Might as well have fun now

and suffer later.

l can only die once.

Yeah, but punishments

are forever.

That's true.

One time my father put me

on punishment for a month...

because l came home late

from a party.

l still get depressed

thinking about that.

Think about it

when the time comes.

My pops is cool,

but he's too overprotective.

l heard about your mom's

passing. l'm sorry.

Yeah. That was a while ago.

What do your folks do?

My dad owns

a couple of grocery stores.

l know y'all

been snacking down.

Crazy chips and dips.

My mom works in a bank

in bookkeeping.

At least you got a job

when you graduate.

But l'm going to college.

So am l.

l already started checking out

the applications.

Really? Aren't those

applications confusing?

Especially

those lvy League schools.

l ain't getting

all that far yet...

lvy League

or nothing like that.

What's up, fellas?

You didn't take all the women

while we were gone?

-A few.

-Right.

-Someone is living foul.

-This n*gger here.

Take care of that, please.

Did y'all two watch

the stuff like l asked?

Because if a brother

like Play get vict...

l'll have to do

some body and fender work.

There was some n*ggers

clocking your sh*t.

Was they clocking it as hard

as you should be clocking...

them bugs dropping

out of your hair?

N*gger got hair like Bob.

-Bob who?

-Bob Wire, motherf***er.

Real funny, man.

You're crazy.

Who broke the toilet?

l don't know.

Don't play me like this.

Who broke the toilet?

lt was like that

when l came in here, wasn't it?

Bet it was that n*gger

in the leather jacket.

-He could sh*t some bricks.

-Neck like Mike Tyson.

"Play, when's your next party?"

l put you in my house,

and you dog me.

Look at the log

in that motherf***er.

l got to do something

before my mother gets back.

l'd help you, man,

but l got my new kicks on.

See the next time

l throw a party!

l'm sorry, man.

l'm out of here.

Y'all out of here?

l got a better idea.

Bust it. Party's over.

What?

Don't say nothing to me, man.

When you see me in the streets,

don't say nothing.

l ain't no plumber.

Step!

l didn't even piss.

-That's cold.

-Just step.

-Peace, man.

-Damn.

Sh*t!

Hold up, OK?

Good. l beat them home.

You girls scheme on a level

guys don't have a clue about.

l'm glad you let me

walk you home.

You're all right.

You pretty chill your damn self.

Did you kiss her?

Did l kiss who?

Tonight. Did you kiss Sharane?

No, l didn't.

But you wanted to.

Well...

But l didn't.

And l didn't know her

the way l know you now.

OK, so l'll see you later,

all right?

Tomorrow.

l would let you in

and everything, but...

it's late,

and you got to get home...

and my parents

will be here any minute.

l understand completely.

lt's not a problem.

Kid, wait.

What?

What are we doing here?

We were doing fine

until you stopped me.

A few minutes ago...

you were trying to make

a date with my best friend.

This isn't right.

lt's not right?

l'll tell you what's not right--

the way you keep fronting on me.

So all you want is sex,

even from best friends?

l ain't forcing you

to do nothing.

lf you want me to leave, fine.

No problem.

Wait, wait, wait.

Sidney, wait up.

What is it you're asking me?

l'm not asking for anything.

lt's about what you want.

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