chapter 1: Ren

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A new student.
"Hello students let's welcome new student, Jasmine" our teacher, Mrs Michan said,pointing towards a tall girl.
"Hello"Jasmine said smiling."I am 17 years old and I am from Busan" she pushed back her hair and continued."and my full name is Jasmine Valentino".
Her full name earned a lot of murmurs, the Valentino name meant a lot in this part of Asia. She was rich, all of us in this room were rich but she was mad rich.
She sat down on the only empty sit, beside me,then turn to look at me.
"Hello"she said offering her hand for a hand shake. I scoffed and slouched in to my chair. I had no reason not to like her I was just not interested.
She lowered her hand slowly and just stared all of a sudden I was conscious about the band aid on my face and my messy hair, I sighed.
The bell rang and I was out the door. I did not want to give the teacher a chance to make me Jasmine's school tour guide.
Something makes me look back,guilt maybe, and she was surrounded by the whole class. That was my que to walk away.
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For the rest of school we did not speak and that was fine by me. Even if she had something to say to me I knew I would have not responded.
School was over and the basket ball team was held back for practice.
I bunch of people loved watching us practice so they did. But something caught my eye.
Jasmine.
She was walking into her car with her bag in one hand and tutu in the other.
I chuckled.
"What's so funny?" Kamal asked squatting beside me.
"Seems our new princess does not have a chauffeur" I said nodding to her direction without looking at her.
"That's not what I am seeing"
I turned around, 2 hefty men walked out of the car and collected what she was holding.
I sighed"whatever let's just focus on practice"
"Okay but I do sense jealousy" Kamal said leaving me to get the ball
I was not jealous of her ballet dancing arse.
I brushed the sweat of my face then continued practicing.
In about an hour we were done with practice so I drove home. I was tired and frustrated.
I laid down on my bed and slept on an empty stomach

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