3 Weeks In Paris
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"Alright girls... You." deep breath. "You can go to Paris for three weeks."
I never thought these 8 final words coming from my fathers mouth would be a start of a whole new Love. Yes, a whole new love.
No Joke.
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Meet Jazmine Clark. An average 18 year old with an annoying little sister and an annoying overprotective big brother. oh and did i mention that she's the daughter of the biggest business man in California? Yes her family is loaded, and she might be popular with her two best friends and the jocks in school. But thats not all that matters to her. She loves music. Her dream was to watch an orchestra in Paris. That dream was soon coming true. But is a simple 3 week vacation in Paris, the city of love, all it seems ? Hell no. it is wayy more...
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