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Jasmine & Elijah: Our Beginning

Jasmine & Elijah: Our Beginning

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Jasmine Walker wasn't looking for anyone. She came into freshman year focused on her craft hair, art, anything she could create with her hands. Small but confident, soft but blunt, a girl who preferred staying quiet unless honesty was needed. Elijah Booker wasn't trying to impress anybody either. Varsity as a freshman, built like he was born for the field, with warm brown eyes and that smile everybody talked about. But the real him? The boy who writes poems nobody sees. The one who pays attention. The one who never follows the crowd. They meet on the first day of school without much talking. They don't fall for each other right away they barely speak. But there's something there, small and easy to miss. And freshman year has a funny way of making small moments turn into memories.
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