chapter five
Jasmine pov

"It was just some sick fuck having a laugh, Jasmine." Tatum said as she, Jasmine, and Sidney walked out of school.

"No, it was him, Tatum." Jasmine denied. "I know it."

"Well, you're not to pee alone anymore, right? If you pee, we pee. Is that clear?" Tatum asked, just as Stu came up behind them and began babbling his nonsense.

"Rizzo-kaskizzo is is-out." Stu said, handing all three girls flowers. "I don't know what you did, Jasmine, but on behalf of the entire student body, we all say, "Thank you!"

"Drop it, Stu." Tatum reached over and hit the boy on the arm with the flower he had given her.

"I say" Stu ran over and hoisted Jasmine up on his shoulder, causing her to squeal in surprise. "an impromptu party tonight, my house celebrate this little fiesta, what do you say?"

"Are you serious?" Sidney asked uneasily, as Tatum swung Jasmine's free hand in her own.

"As long as, this little vixen doesn't invite the entire world, we'll be fine." Stu sat Jasmine back down on the ground, leaning down so he could kiss her neck lightly. "Intimate gathering, intimate friends."

"What do you guys say?" Tatum asked, "I mean, pathos could have its perks."

"Totally protected, Yo, I am so buff, I got you covered, girls." Stu joked.

"Come on, you two, for me?" Tatum begged. "It could be fun."

"Okay." Jasmine agreed, Sidney nodding beside her. "Whatever."

"Yeah? nice." Stu grinned, "Cool, you guys bring food, all right?"
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the house

"What if Cotton Weary is telling the truth?"
Tatum asked as the three girls sat on the porch.
"maybe he was having an affair with your mom again I mean, your dad was always out of town on business, maybe, maybe your mom was just a very unhappy woman."

"If they were having an affair, how come Cotton couldn't prove it in court?" Sidney asked them as Jasmine bit her bottom lip, Sidney still had a hard time excepting who her mom really was.

"Well, you can't prove a rumor, that's why it's a rumor." Tatum told her gently.

"Right, created by that little tabloid twit Gale Weathers." Sidney said.

"It goes further back, Sid." Tatum said. "there's been talk about other men."

"and you believe it." Sidney nodded. "Well, you can only hear that Richard Gere gerbil story so many times, before you have to start believing it." Tatum said, as Sidney got up and walked away.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Tatum apologized, running her hand over her face.

"You know, if we were wrong about Cotton Weary, then the killer's still out there." Sidney told them.

"Don't go there, Sid." Jasmine said, her and Tatum walking over to her.

"You're starting to sound like some Wes Carpenter flick or something, don't freak yourself out, okay? we've got a long night ahead of us, okay? let's boogie." Tatum added.
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The three girls and Dewey got out of the car and began walking along the pavement. "Sure is quiet." Dewey said.

"God, look at this place, It's the town that dreaded sundown." Sidney commented.

"Yeah, I saw that movie. It's about a killer in Texas, huh?" Dewey asked.

"Hey, Sid, Jas, just think If they make a movie about you, who's gonna play you?"
Tatum asked them.

"Oh, we shudder to think." Jasmine joked, hoisting her bag up on her shoulder.

"I see Sid as a young Meg Ryan myself." Dewey told them. "Thanks, Dewey with my luck, they'd cast Tori Spelling." Sidney said.

"I'm just gonna be a few minutes." Dewey said as the girls walked away. "You girls don't go too far."

"Is Billy gonna be there tonight?" Sidney asked as the three girls walked up to the store.

"He'd better not be Jasmine told Stu to keep his mouth shut." Tatum responded. "I think we can live without the endorphin rush for one night."

The three girls are now walking through the store, Tatum throwing stuff into the cart as Sidney pushed it and Jasmine sat down in it.

"Billy's right, you know." Sidney said suddenly.
"Whenever he touches me, I just can't relax."
Tatum threw her hands up, "So you have a few intimacy issues as a result of your mother's untimely death, It's no big deal, Sid you'll thaw out."

"Yeah, but he has been so patient with me with all the sex stuff." Sidney told them, "How many guys would put up with a girlfriend who's sexually anorexic?"

"Billy and his penis don't deserve you, all right?" Tatum said.
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stu house

"All right, you girls have fun." Dewey said as he stopped the car in front of Stu's house where the party was. "Not too much fun, or I'll bust ya."

"Bye." Jasmine said as the three girls got out of the car. "Bye, Jas." The girls walked across the pavement and up to the house where
everyone was.

"Here, kids!" Tatum shouted as they walked through the living room and into the kitchen.
"Oh! That's absurd." Tatum said, spotting Stu holding a funnel for a boy to drink beer out of.

"You guys were tardy for the party, so we started without you." Stu said, before high-fiving the guy who was drinking. "My man!"

Everyone now sat around in the living room,
"How many evil deads?" Randy asked, "How many hellraisers?"

"The fog terror train prom night." Jasmine sorted through the movies sat in her lap. "How come Jamie Lee Curtis is in all of these movies?"

"She's the scream queen." Randy said, kneeling beside her with his hands clasped together.
"With a set of lungs like that, she should be."
Stu joked. "Yeah."

"Tits see?" Tatum said, nodding at both Sidney and Jasmine the doorbell ringing interrupted them "Oh, I'll get it." Stu said, jumping over the couch.

"Hey, Tate, Sid, grab another beer, would ya?"
Stu asked, poking his head down beside the two girls. "There's more beer in the garage."

"What are we, the beer wench's?" Tatum asked with a roll of her eyes.

"She was nominated for terror train." Randy told Jasmine. "Oh, yeah?"

Stu came back into the room, "You're not gonna believe who's here It's that chick from top story!"

"Dewey." Tatum gestured her brother over with her finger. "What is she doing here?"

"She's with me!" Dewey responded like a kid on
Christmas. "I'm just checkin things out."

"So you did." Tatum said. "Now leave, and take your media mouth with you." Jasmine stood up and walked past Gale slowly, who stared at her for a moment before walking by and towards the middle of the living room.
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stu room

"What's wrong?" Stu asked Jasmine, dragging her into his room. "Mm what? nothing." Jasmine replied with furrowed brows, brushing some stray hair from her eyes.

"Then why do you look so upset?" He asked her, the two sitting side by side down on his bed.

"I'm just tired my best friend was murdered and for some reason I wasn't, the killer won't leave me and my cousin alone and I" Jasmine hesitated before answering sighing happily, finally get this off her chest.

'You, what?" Stu asked after she trailed off, but as Jasmine glanced up and looked him in the eyes, the two stared at each other for a long moment
before Stu leaned forward, kissing her gently.

After a moment the two pulled away and just stared at each other, Stu leaning forward and kissing her again, running his hand up her thigh as the two began to make out. "Billy was right your an amazing actor"

Jasmine slowly pulled away smiling as Stu attempted to reconnect their lips, but she whispered. "I wanna try something else." She reached down and slowly pulled off her dress, leaving her in just her bra as Stu stared at her.

Stu kissed her again as she leaned back against his bed, moving into a position where he was laying comfortably on top of her. Stu pulled away for a moment to simply stare at her as a bright smile grew on her face, staring up at the boy she loved. Stu kissed her again briefly before moving over and kissing down her neck, pulling away and reaching behind her back, unclipping her bra.

"You're beautiful." He whispered, staring down at the girl laying below him, before Jasmine brought her hands down to the bottom of his shirt and tugged on it, him getting the message and helping her taking it off himself. He leaned down and kissed her, intertwining their hands together and pinning them above her head.

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