That's My Jam Season 2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jamie squint,shake her head and walk towards the bathroom,she open and stop sensing someone is there with her,she spun and scream,two weird guys with long teeths smile at her "This isn't an Halloween party" "We know"They chorused,Jamie flick her brow "We're here to kidnap you" "What?" And everything went dark. Flashback ends: "Listen I'm going to tell you whatever you want to know, I was dubbed queen of secrets"She struggle to free herself from the rope binding her movements. "Really?" One of the man look up,Jamie roll her eyes. "You look like a queen bee" "Wow,what an honor!" Sarcasm enfold her statement "Why are your teeths so long?are you guys twin"

I felt so happy to see him again. "Hey..." He said excitedly as he got to the table. "Hey man." I said smiling and sanding up to pulling him to a hug. We hugged and gave each other a friendly pat on the back. "How are you?" I asked immediately we sat down. "I'm good...wow,I thought I won't see you in LA until we start shooting Season 2." Gus joked. "Oh please...look at you, you've grown." I said. Gus did look different. He looked like he was in the gym more.

"Who is Axel? Who is this man? And what does he do? I can't sit down and accept it or just watch. I need to fix everything, I need to get out of here. I have had enough information, I don't need his good deeds, I need to know where Brandon is and what he has done with him. Did he bury him? Is he dead? Oh my God. I can't allow another person's death. If I was smart enough mum wouldn't have died, she wouldn't have- I was so close to tell my mum about my new job. But then the traffic thing happened. A vivid memory, one that cannot be taken away. ****flashback*** "I think they are home" "Darling, did you leave the television on?" Her mom asked as she dished her food and was about to cut the chic

After that, Blake locked her up. I couldn’t help letting out a breath of relief. At least now I didn’t have to worry about her coming after me. Not that I was completely defenseless, but the power Seville shared with me allowed me to sense danger ahead of time. However, the less I had to rely on it, the better. Seville was in another meeting with the elders again. After they left, I carried a plate of cut fruit to his study. “Are the strawberries sweet today, darling?”

- I replied while laughing. The two were joking, then Kira called Gin to sit next to her on the sofa in the living room. "Let's watch our favorite anime series; You choose between Gintama and Bleach? What do you like ?." I could not promptly answer her question afterward. I was surprised by what I said to her, "Ahm, What do I like? I LIKE YOU!." -I was suddenly taken aback by what I said to Kira that I was just joking. "PARDON?" Luckily, she did not understand what I told her.

And those eyes, still too sharp, still waiting for me to crack. Jamie waved at me. “You got me the raspberry ones?” I nodded. “Cool.” He went back to the TV like I hadn’t been gone all day. Jace didn’t. He stood slowly, crossed to the kitchen, opened the box like it was some sacred ritual, then raised an eyebrow. “You remembered.” “You don’t shut up about them.” That crooked smile, too smug to be innocent. “You like it when I don’t shut up.” I didn’t answer.

Then they argued about seasoning. “That’s too much salt.” “No, it’s not enough.” “You didn’t even taste it.” “I don’t need to. I know.” “You don’t know.” He leaned on the counter, smiling. “You’re bossy.” She gasped. “You’re impossible.” Somehow, things got worse. Something sizzled too loudly. Something else smoked. Jasmine waved her hand in the air, coughing and laughing at the same time. “Why is it burning?” Jerald stared at the pan. “It’s… dramatic.”

I flung my head to and fro the streets, unsure what angle Sebastian would come out from. I pulled out my phone, my fingers hovered over the chat box for a few seconds, he's driving, I didn't want him to respond and then crash into something. “Look who we have here,” the raspy voice of Jamie pierced my ears. I snapped toward the direction of his voice. He had practically emerged from nowhere. I scoffed and rolled my eyes, “unless you want a matching bruise on your eyes, I suggest you fuck off,” I spat out, shoving my hands into my pockets.

She smiled, holding out her hand which I grabbed, heaving up abd wincing "That's the second time you are getting the shit kicked out of you in the last couple of weeks." I shrugged, "I am starting to get used to it." As we reached out apartment once again, the weight of the past seemed a little lighter. The door closed behind us, shutting out the noise of the city, and we stood in the quiet space. As I bade her goodnight, limping to my room, I heard her call out, "Now we are even." Jamal's POV I stepped out of the car, squinting into the darkness, the cool evening breeze blowing across my face. He stood there alright, staring across the river, his hands clasped behind his back

When Maya got downstairs, she noticed everything Jason did and smiled. "You did this?" Maya's voice cracked through her sentence. "Yeah, your show has seven seasons. We're going to be here for a while." Jason chuckled and scratched the back of his neck. Maya and Jason got onto the couch and turned the show on. Jason placed his phone next to Maya while they watched. "I bet the dad killed his son," Jason said confidently. "Obviously." Maya burst out laughing. "We've seen this already." Jason's phone lit up next to Maya. She turned to see what it was and saw Celia's name pop up. She sighed and turned back to the TV.