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Hi, my name is Jasmine.
Jasmine.R.Lynn to be exact I'm a little brown girl 5 feet , my hair is shoulder length when flat iron but in my curly state I look like a little boy. Hahaha I have 4 sisters and 5 brothers. I have a pretty big family, I'm the 3rd oldest out of all 10 of use. I live in California , and I got to Sea Breeze High , that's where this all began so let's get started shall we.

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock making that annoying yet soothing sound . Letting me know that it was the first day of school.My first freaking day of school in highschool. I was a woman now no more middle school. I was a whole high schooler and I couldn't be anymore excited. I woke smiling ear to ear like a kid when they get exactly what they wanted for Christmas. I hop out of bed and turn off my alarm witch is on the other side of my room because I'm the type to press sneeze until there is only 3 minutes to get ready and out the door. I look back at my bed from my dresser , looking at my bomb ass outfit I was gonna wear to school. I walk into my bathroom and used the toilet , only to see that I ran out of Time.P . I get up from the toilet and wash my face and brush my teeth while simultaneously singing to Selena Gomez "fetish". I jump in the shower but not for real though I'm kinda clumsy , after that I play Cardi b "bodak yellow" while I get dressed. "Turn that shit down Jasmine!" "Yeah ok mom!" I reply while rolling my eyes. That's the easy part time. Now to get my younger siblings up. " Time to get up Siah and Josiah!" " You too Josefina , Agnes , Jane , and Crecia !!" "Oh shut up Jasmine!!" A few minutes later everyone's up and ready.

I'm the first to get dropped off. " Bye love you have a good day sweetheart" " yeah bye Jasmine have a good day" all my siblings say a once. I walk in with so much confidence , I was looking good with my white vans , black overalls and yellow top. I was smelling good too . I walk in and grab a map of the school that was in the center of the main office for freshman to get around. I picked up my class schedule from my counselor , Mrs. Parker. And I was off. It was my first year at a public school. So I expected it to be like High School Musical, boy was I wrong. There were cute guys but they were all upper class men. I headed to my first hour witch is English language arts , Mr.B put me next to a boy named Robert . He was a tall white boy with brown hair ,light, brown eyes and freckles. His hair looked so soft it could be a cloud and his eyes where so so...brown I guess. He reaches his hand out to shake mines "Hey wassup my name's Robert" putting mines out to shake his hand back " Jasmine , Jasmine Lynn". I blush real hard and I smile setting my bag on the side of my desk I sit in my seat. I put my head on the side of my desk looking for a pen and paper in my bag to only hear " right next to Jasmine" Mr.B says . I see this girl with blonde flowy curled hair with bright Sea blue eyes and a nose ring. She was a little taller then me she wore heels , she had to be a upper class men. " Hey young stud" she said soft yet sexy and starting Robert down " Hey Angel". "Hi Angel , I'm Jasmine..." And in mid sentence she cuts me off to say " oh honey, who asked you to speak?" Still with a soft tone . I decide to not say anything after that. " Get out a pen I'm gonna pass a sheet around I want you to tell me about yourself" Mr.B voice was deep and he was loud when he spoke. "Hey Jasmine..got a pen I can use" Robert Whispers to me "yeah sure...hahaha did u forget yours?" Robert chuckles " yeah but for a good cause." " and what might that be." "To feed my gold fish " "wow your right that is a good cause." we both smile. As I was about to give him the pen Mr.B says "class flirting is for the halls not for class.." starting Robert and me down we both knew he was talking about use. As I'm doing my work the bell rings . I leave class and guess who is waiting at my next hour class. My best friend Ajea . "Hey bitch!!!!!" I run and hug her tight. " You have this class too?" "Yes" "that's amazing I just left Mr.B room and you will not believe what happened...

Before class starts I told her all the tea. About Robert , Angel and the pen thing. " He's so hot , but I don't stand a chance." " Sure you do you have a great personality." " Yeah welp personality doesn't compare to Angel , with her big boobs and nice butt , perfect smile and good hair." With a whisper but firm voice " first off all hair is good mines yours and hers just because yours looks different don't mean shit, and you have a good body too but if all he cares about is on the outside then forget him!" " Yeah okay" " now let's go find a seat ." Catalina said with a smile pulling me to the back of the class. Second hour was done. Now it was time for third hour , but I dropped by my locker . And as I'm about to leave I see Angel coming towards me and she opens up a locker right next to mine. Great all I can think is great this girl is now my locker neighbor great!
"Hey ! Kid!" I turn around, assuming she was calling for me as I was walking away "yeah you ! Wait up!" I move from the middle of the hall and just walk back to her . "What?" I said looking died at her but of course she wasn't paying me any attention as she was putting books in her locker " look kid I don't know you and you don't know me let's keep it that way. I just thought I should tell u to be careful with Robert , he's a player." Her voice was back to soft and she sound like she was concerned " yeah well what makes you think that ??" " I dated him last year and he cheated on me with 3 other girls ." she turns to look at me with one arm up on the locker and the other holding her bag. " Look short stuff , you can take my caution sign now or get hurt later. It's all up to you." She walks away and I didn't look back but I could hear her heels clicking on the floor as I thought about what she said.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 02, 2018 ⏰

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