{Raab} I Am Quiet No Longer {Himself} [-09]

Jasmine yawned, refusing to open her eyes. She could see the light the sun made, even with her eyes closed.
Above her, Raab groaned, "Why is it so bright?" he complained.
Jasmine realized she was laying on Raab's chest.
She sat up, and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
"It's about time you two woke up."
Jasmine looked over and saw Bam, Dico, Dunn, and Novak.
"What time is it?" Raab asked.
"12:53," Bam said, smirking.
"What?" Jasmine asked, wondering why they were all smirking at them.
"You two slept together," Bam stated.
Jasmine looked at Raab, and saw that he had his arm around her.
He noticed too, and quickly moved it.
"No, we slept next to each other," Jasmine said.
Dunn rolled his eyes, "Sure," he said in a non-convinced tone.
Raab glared, "I brought Jasmine to her room, and I came back down to get you guys, but you all were awake and dragging yourselves in. So I was watching TV down here, and Jasmine came down because she woke up and couldn't go back to sleep, so she joined me in watching TV."
Bam raised his eye brows, "And you two cuddling means-?"
Jasmine scowled, "That just happened, besides I have a boyfriend."
Bam held his hands up, as a peace offering, "Okay, okay."
Jasmine jumped up, "So what do you want for breakfast?"
They all laughed,
"It's lunch time, Jazzy, dear," Novak pointed out.
"Have you all eaten yet?" Jasmine asked.
"Well, no," Dunn said, and as if on cue his stomach growled.
"Then it's breakfast!"
"What are you making?" Bam asked.
Jasmine stared at the fridge contents for a moment, "Pancakes!"
The guys all took a seat at the table, and watched Jasmine cook.
"So tell us more about your boyfriend," Dunn said.
"Uh...His name is Jarrod. We met at the hospital-"
"Hospital?"
"That's one of the places I work at," Jasmine said, flipping over one of the pancakes.
"One of the places? How many jobs do you have?"
"Three. One at the hospital, one in the bookstore, and one in a video store."
"Wow, if you have so many jobs, why aren't you at one?"
"Well, I took the week off, so I have to go to work tomorrow."
"That's no fun," Dico stated.
"Yeah, we should throw a party," Bam said.
Jasmine cocked an eyebrow, "I'd rather not go to work with a hangover, Bam."
"Oh come on, you don't have to drink!"
"And you can invite your boyfriend," Dunn added.
Jasmine sighed, "Okay then."
The rest of the day was spent preparing for the party.
Jasmine and Dico were on there way to town to pass out the fliers.
The fliers said that there was a big party and cKy was playing.
"We have to stop here," Jasmine said, stopping the car in front of the oh so familiar diner.
"What for?" Dico said as they made their way towards the diner.
"Why, coffee of course. I come here almost every day," Jasmine said, pushing open the door.
"Jasmine! Good to see you again," the diner's owner, Patty Harris, said, waving at Jasmine.
Jasmine smiled, and waved back, "It's good to see you too, Patty!"
"Go ahead and treat you and your friend to some coffee," Patty Harris said.
"I can't believe your on first name terms with the diner owner," Dico said, shaking his head.
Jasmine flashed him a wicked smile, "Like I said, I come here almost everyday."
Jasmine nodded and motioned for Dico to follow her to the counter where the coffee sat.
Jasmine went behind the counter, and began to pour two cups of coffee.
"Hey, we were here first!" a little boy who goes by the name Jack said.
Jasmine scowled, "On the planet?"
"What?" Jack asked confused,.
"Ha ha! You lose!" Jasmine said, sticking her tongue out at him, who gave her a dirty look in return.
Jasmine turned to Dico, "You want a donut?"
Dico shrugged, "Sure."
Jasmine went over to the place where the donuts were kept, and grabbed two of the sugar covered circles.
"Troop Leader! She's not suppose to be doing that!" Jack shouted, pointing at Jasmine.
Jack was one of the many boy scouts that invaded the diner when they could, along with their troop leader, Taylor Haynes.
Taylor is a very anal retentive man, and with him, everything has to be in precise order.
Taylor turned around and looked at Jasmine, "No, Jack, she isn't," he said to the little boy, "Jasmine is breaking the rules."
Jasmine rolled her eyes, "Oh bite me, Taylor."
One of the boy scouts smirked, "I wouldn't mind biting you," he said.
Jasmine flinched, and made a face, "Try again in nine years," Jasmine said.
The twelve year old frowned, "I'll hold you to that."
Jasmine laughed, and patted his head, "See you around, kid."
"It's David!" the boy yelled after her.
Jasmine smiled slightly, and opened the door for Dico, and waved bye to Patty, "Thanks for the free food, Patty!"
She smiled, "Bye dear!"
Jasmine got in the car, and then all of the sudden got a brilliant idea.
"Dico, hold on a second," she said, running back into the diner.
"Patty, can we use your roof?"
Patty gave her a curios look, but decided not to ask, "Go ahead."
Jasmine ran back outside, and opened the trunk, and started grabbing the fliers.
Dico got out, confused as to what she was doing, "Uh, Jasmine-?"
"Get the fliers, and follow me," Jasmine said.
Jasmine and Dico marched into the diner once again, and climbed the stairs that lead toward the roof.
Once they reached they roof, Dico decided to ask, "Jasmine, what are we doing?"
"Well, Patty's Diner is in the middle of town, and if throw the fliers off the roof, they'll spread out," she said, smiling.
Dico grinned, "On the count of three?"
"Let's do it," Jasmine said.
"One," Dico said.
"Two," Jasmine said.
"Three!" they said in unison, throwing the green fliers into the air.
Jasmine watched happily as the fliers sailed over people's heads.
Dico laughed, "Let's go."
Later that day, Jasmine was on the patio deck with April discussing a book, when Bam interrupted.
"Jesse is here!" he said, and behind him two people followed.
One was tall, and I assumed he was Bam's brother because he was the only other guy.
In Jasmine's opinion he didn't really look like Bam.
The other was a woman, Jasmine recalled that her name was Kelly.
April smiled and jumped out of her chair to greet her oldest son.
Kelly noticed Jasmine, and walked over to her, stealing April's chair.
"Hi, I'm Kelly," she said smiling.
"Hello, I'm Jasmine," Jasmine said, feeling slightly awkward.
"So, who's girlfriend am I talking to?"
"Um, no ones. I'm just a friend," Jasmine said.
After a while of talking with Kelly, Jasmine loosened up, not feeling as awkward.
April was telling stories about her and Phil when they were younger, which reminded Jasmine that she had yet to call Jarrod.
"Oh snap! Excuse me, I have to call someone," Jasmine said, going to her guest room.
Once inside, Jasmine fished her cell phone from her pocket, and dialed her boyfriend's number.
It rang a few times, before it went to his answering machine, but Jasmine didn't feel like leaving a message, so she clicked 'end' and then 'redial."
On the third ring, a breathless voice said, "Hello?"
"Hi, Mister Jarrod, I'm sorry I made you run to the phone," Jasmine said in a innocent tone.
"Oh, Jasmine! Hi! It's no big deal," Jarrod said.
"Mmm...So are you coming to the party?" Jasmine asked, laying on the bed staring at the ceiling.
"Party?"
Jasmine frowned, "You haven't seen the fliers?"
"Fliers?"
"The ones in town," Jasmine said.
"Oh, I haven't been to town today, sorry," Jarrod said, sounding slightly distracted.
"Well, go to town, find a flier, and then call me," Jasmine said, hanging up.
She sighed, annoyed with her boy friend.
He had been distracted a lot lately, and Jasmine had yet to figure out what it was.
Jasmine's door flew open, and six boys walk in.
"Jazzy!" Novak yelled, throwing himself at the annoyed blond, causing her to hit her head against the back board of the bed.
"Ow.." Jasmine groaned, her hand on her head.
"Jazzy! I'm so sorry!" Novak yelped.
Jasmine curled into a ball, "Novak, go away," Jasmine said in a low voice.
"Jazzy! Don't be mad!" Novak said like a panicked five year old.
Jasmine rolled her eyes, "I'm not mad Novak, I'm--" Jasmine was cut off when she felt something on her leg.
"Your-?" Novak asked confused.
"My pants are vibrating," Jasmine said, sitting up, and taking her phone
out of her pocket.
"Be quite," she told the boys, before flipping open her phone.
"City Morgue. You slice 'em, we dice 'em," Jasmine said in a bored tone.
"Still have that going, do you?" Jarrod asked.
"Mmm, yeah. So did you find a flier?" Jasmine said, absentmindedly playing with Novak's hair.
"I'm looking at it right now," Jarrod stated.
"Can you come?"
"Yeah, I might be a little late, though. Is it going to be crowded?"
"Most probably," Jasmine said, looking over at Bam, "I mean, it is Bam's Castle, after all."
"Right. So, meet me in front of, um Bam's Castle about 9:15, alright?"
"See you then," Jasmine said, closing her phone.
Bam gave Jasmine a curios look, "Was that your boyfriend?""
Jasmine nodded, "Yes."
Bam blinked, "Really? That sounded more like...a business conversation, than anything."
Jasmine cocked an eye brow, "Do you usually use the line 'City Morgue. You slice 'em, we dice 'em' in a business conversation?"
"No, point taken."
"So what do you people want?"
"We need more help in decorating," Bam said.
Jasmine sighed, "Okay."
A few hours later Jasmine and the guys were in a room with a few fans of the show.
They had decided to retreat into the room, for the party was getting a little out of hand, but they couldn't exactly clear everyone out.
Now they were just sitting around, drinking, and talking.
"Oh, what time is it?" Jasmine asked.
"9:45," said one of the fans.
Jasmine jumped up, "Be right back!"
She manged to make her way outside in record timing, and not to mention, with out getting something spilled on her.
"Jarrod, hi!" Jasmine said, squeezing through a few people.
Jarrod looked up, "Hey."
"I'm sorry, have you been waiting long? I didn't have a watch," Jasmine said all in one breath.
Jarrod nodded, "About 30 minutes, but I thought I'd stay here, just in case you came looking."
"I'm sorry," Jasmine noticed that Jarrod was looking over her shoulder, and turned and saw that Bam, and the guys were in the door way, watching them.
Jasmine sent them a confused look, and then turned back to Jarrod, "That's the Viva La Bam crew, you know? From the show?"
"Yeah," Jarrod said, seeming slightly annoyed.
"I'm sorry, really. We moved into a different room, because the party was out of control, and like I said I didn't have a watch," Jasmine said slightly panicked.
"It's fine," Jarrod said, though his tone suggested that it was far from fine.
"Are sure? Because I'll make it up to--"
"Jasmine," Jarrod cut through, "What am I doing here?"
"What do you mean? You come party with us," Jasmine said,
"No, I came to party with you," Jarrod said.
"Well, partying usually consist of more people, Jarrod," Jasmine said, not understanding why he was getting so angry.
Jarrod sighed, "Jasmine, I don't talk to you in two weeks, and you just call me and invite me to a party at a millionaire's house. I still don't understand how you became friend with them! We always made fun of people like that, high class, and loaded, remember?" Jarrod said.
Jasmine stared at him wide eyed, "Jarrod, what do you mean? I'm still me! I'm not acting different!"
"I don't belong in your life anymore...Do I?" Jarrod asked.
"Jarrod, you know that's not--"
Again, Jarrod cut her off, "I've been trying to convince myself for weeks that we weren't drifting apart, but...I'm done. I'm sorry Jasmine," Jarrod said taking a few steps back.
"Jarrod..." Jasmine said, tears threatening to come.
"Goodbye Jasmine, hopefully...We can be friends someday," Jarrod said, getting in his truck, and speeding off.
Bam cocked his head to the side, "Why is he leaving? Wasn't he suppose to party with us," he said from his place in the door way.
Raab frowned, "I think...I think something is wrong."
The guys all walked toward Jasmine cautiously.
"Jazzy? Is something wrong? Are you okay?" Novak asked, concerned.
Jasmine's tears finally began to fall, "Yeah," she sniffed, wiping her eyes quickly, "I'm fine."
"Jazz...What happened?" Dunn asked, not comfortable with tears.
"Nothing," Jasmine said in a thick voice.
"Come on, tell us," Dico said.
Jasmine rubbed her eyes, "He said that he thought we were drifting apart for the past few weeks, and becoming friends with the people we use to make fun of-rich people-was the final straw."
Bam felt insulted, "Well then" was all he could say.
Jasmine took a few deep breaths, and wiped her eyes, "Well, let's go...Party, I guess."
The guys all looked shocked.
"What?" Raab asked, "Your over it just like that?"
"No, I'm just not going to mourn. It wasn't my fault. Besides, I'm trading in one boyfriend for six best friends," Jasmine said, smiling at them.
"Aw, Jazzy you flatter us," Novak said pulling her into a hug, "group hug!"
The guys exchanged glances before pouncing on Jasmine and Novak.
After three hours of partying Jasmine found herself in the backyard, playing pillow to Dunn and Bam.
Jasmine felt the blood leaving her legs, making her flinch.
She gently moved her legs out from under Bam's head, whom was still completely oblivious.
Jasmine sat up a little, "Dunn," she whispered, "Dunn, can you get of me, please?"
Dunn grunted, and rolled off of her, resting his head against Bam's stomach now.
Jasmine rolled over on her side, more comfortable now.
She felt arms wrap around her, and she was pulled close to their chest.
"If you wanted to cuddle, all you had to do is ask."
Jasmine giggled slightly, "I'll keep that in mind, Raaby."
Raab smiled, resting his cheek on the top of her head, "Good night, Jazzy," Raab
said not realizing that it was 5:24.
Jasmine laughed, closing her eyes,
"Good morning, Raaby."