This Is My Jam Regular Show Novels & Stories

He was really good at pretending. I smiled to myself. I clicked on the mouse. I saw him start to turn red. He had been faking it all along. He was doing a pretty good job. 'I wonder how long you can keep this act up,' I thought. What position was the mouse in yesterday when it brought him to his knees? Was it here? I moved it slightly. Maybe it was over there… "Jamie!" I could not help but smile. Ah, I found it. I clicked again.

i said to myself. I did my morning routine, then headed downstairs to see my mom making breakfast. "Morning,mom" I said as i sat in front of her. "Morning, Sweetie" She said smiling. ""Where's Jamal?" "He left early for practice" "Wow,we barely see each other,he goes out so early, then back home so late" "Yeah, he's a man now,When are you resuming at the hospital?" "On the 24th of next month" "Am so happy for you"

I was sneezing every two seconds. "Ma'am, are you okay?" Sam asked repeatedly. "I'm fine. I just caught a little cold. " He urged me severally to take medicine, but I declined. I'm definitely not a fan of drugs. I was literally freezing on the inside. I felt really cold. "Ma'am, please, when would you be ready?" Sam asked. "Ready for what?" I asked, confused. "Ma'am, Mr Vin Marshal is launching Vin Rush tonight, and you were invited." I listened attentively then asked.

Jamal clutched his chest and wailed, "Oh the love! Ah the tragedy! Yo the sex! 'Tis lit!" "Shut up," Logan and I both mumbled. Logan's cheeks flamed and I felt my own getting hotter. All inquisitive eyes of Marilyn, Shaun and Gemma was on us, criticising as if we actually did something. "Stop paying heed to Jamie, he talks nonsense, you guys know that," I tried to brush off the topic as Jamal continued to moan and God knew what. It sounded like asthmatic hyenas playing football. "I swear Jamie shut up, there are kids coming here- oh kids!"

Alora I beat my palms against my steering wheel, “Mother fucking son of a bitch. No, no, no, you can't do this to me. Come on you piece of shit, start.” I turn the key in the ignition again, praying under my breath, “Come on, come on, start, start.” The only sound is a click.

"You're boring me to death with your chickenshit excuses. What's up with your voice? You sound sick again." "Weather's crappy," Veronica managed to say before sneezing. She zipped up her coat when a chilly breeze hit her face and chest. "We're still in the hospital." "How's Kyle? Nervous? Or..." "Y'know, typical Kyle...incredibly calm about the surgery but worried sick about deadlines. But he's fine. We're alright. What about you guys?" "I'm bored. Booked this perfume commercial, though. Taping starts on Friday," Jamie droned on, her voice a bit scratchy. "How's the writing comin' along?

I’d stopped, and we decided not to ever try that shit anymore. “Next week?” Jamal asked, taking a long chug from his bottle of water. I sighed, nodding negative. “I’m leaving for Milan with Richard. He’s got a big client I have to run with him, so… I’ll probably text you. And good luck on your next match.” I waved him off with a fake kiss, heading toward my car.

I roll my eyes at her and focus on the only thing that has the ability to distract me whenever I need it-memories of dad. I think back to when dad was still alive, the times he told me never to be rude just for the fun of it...then the scene with Jamie comes up again. Ugh..I'm so freaking tired of it. And then there's a knock on the door. "Come in" I call because it's probably Britney The door clicks open and shut "Sh*t did someone die?" He groans as he finds the switch and turns on the light. "Jamie?" I exclaim "What are you doing here?"

Ignoring my question, Jamie continues to say, “There’s still time till my next appointment, let’s have some desserts. Don’t make me wait for too long.” Not waiting for me to respond, Jamie hangs up the phone. I turn to Victor with my mouth widely opened. “Vic.” anxiously, I mention, “I think it’s time for us to change back!” In excitement, Victor chuckles, “Woah! What’s up with this fashion show today?”

“Oh, stop it, Josalyn. You’re fine, no need to worry. It’s your turn to relax. I got us on this. You bring the house and I’ll bring the money. We can decide what we want and hire someone to bring it to life.” “We won’t enjoy it if they cancel the show.” “After this, I don’t think they’ll dare to cancel the show.” “Really? Have you seen Gena’s latest creation? It’s about you and Yuri.” Jake’s face darkened. He thought he’d heard the last of her. “Where am I looking for this?” “Just look up the tag ‘Jake Stone’s baby’.”