This Is My Jam Regular Show Novels & Stories

I announce, feeling proud of my selection. “Oh no baby please! I’ll choose Ruth B”. “You’re too late babe” I giggle evilly and play “Jamaica Farewell by Don Williams” “You don’t even know the lyrics” Jim says when I’m not singing along “Oh, baby boy, I do. I’m just waiting for the part I love” I say, smiling proudly. And it’s in this movement that I fall in love again. With the same person, who somehow manages to love me.

All three sets of eyes watched and waited for me to pick up the pink tablet. "Your sister won't know, man. Just pop it and have fun. She's occupied with the Spice Girls on the deck." Jamison nudged his head in the direction of the back porch as though I didn't know where the deck was. "She's not my sister. And who the hell are the Spice Girls?" The band reference wasn't lost on me; I just didn't have a clue who in our school fit that bill. Jamison coughed into his elbow and smiled as he said, "Ginger Peterson and her crew." He thought he was funny.

Ashley stuttered. "Ahh, Ashley, this is not your confession video, that's unnecessary to watch because you confessed, now Stefan, you continue." Amy looked at Ashley with disdain and said mockingly. Ashley couldn't protest more, her face was pale seeing Stefan is switching on the video, but the next moment it turned red in anger. The video was playing on the big television of their lounge is a tom & jerry cartoon video. All laughed, seeing the comedy video and Jack & Sujata smack Stefan playfully, one on each arm.

Today I was in the garden trying to find something interesting to do when I saw Jamal stroll by. I called him and he came immediately. . "I'm bored", I said holding the cancer looking carrot I managed to pull out "Oh", he says unable to think of anything to say. "Come, Keep me company. Everyone is really busy and I honestly do not know what to do", I said sitting on the grass and throwing the carrot away. He sits beside me awkwardly. "So tell me, how did you end up here, working for Diego, being a Mafia, stuffs like that?", I asked.

“And I know I am going to go completely crazy.” “Oh, that’s right! Sing it, friend.” Callaghan screamed, Jamie looked at me, twitching his lips not wanting to laugh. “Sometimes, I swear, it’s like I was born to lose.” He pushed the mic to Callaghan while I shook my head. “Oh, we could sing perfectly.” He growls amid the song. “now is time to put on your dancing shoes. Put on my dancing shoes.” “Whoo…” Brake screamed, playing an invisible guitar.

Her smile was fading slowly and I could tell she was starting to think about where she must have heard my name. She looked like she was struggling to think about it. It amused me to watch her there look mystified. "Let's make this easier for you," I said as my smirk widened. "I'm Jamal Russo." She wheezed.

“As you say, sister! I know that you always have my best interests at heart!“ I rolled my eyes at myself. Best interests? She was always just jealous and never wanted to see me happy. She would want all the best things I had for herself. … On Sunday afternoon, I was watching a movie when I received a call from Dave. With a smile, I picked it up. To be honest, I had been so happy for the past few days. Was it because of his presence in my life? He had made me realize that there were still people that I mattered to. And together with the protection he offered me, he made me know that I did not have to be scared of anyone. “Big Brother!“ I called happily. I had noticed that he loved it whenever

he said. “He’s right,” Jamie said. “But—” She was cut off as a reggae song started playing and Jake jumped from his seat. “This is one of my favorite songs!” He yells. His smile was contagious. Jamie groaned and slouched back against the seat. “He loves everything J Boog,” Jamie said. She rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “Don’t look at me. I danced with you last time!” He whined and looked at Bruce and Mia but they were practically eating each other’s faces at this point. His eyes turned back to Jamie.

His arms tightened slightly, not in panic, but in reassurance. “Then we don’t let it break us,” he said simply. I turned slightly in his hold. “You say that like it’s easy.” “It’s not easy,” he admitted. “It’s just the only option I care about.” I studied with him. “You’re annoyingly sure of yourself.” He smirked. “You love it.” Before I could respond, Jamie’s voice cut in loudly. “GUYS!” I groaned. “Why is it always him?” Jamie came running holding his phone. “You’re on TV!”

I give it back "I'm hot now, that's why I gave it to you. If not I wouldn't give it to you." He scolwed "Jerk." I mumbled "What did you said?" He asked "Jam jam." I lied "Jam jam?" "Yeah dirty dirty dirty jam jam, Seventeen's song.. You don't know?" I looked away "No.. I prefer Taylor Swift" He sticked his tongue out "Okay ready people?" Stuart said "Yes." Everyone answered "3..2.. action."