My name is Jasmine. I've lived in Upper East Manhattan all my life. Until my junior year, I went to Amery Prep. This year, I transferred to Central Manhattan High. This was my first time ever in a public school. Fortunately, my good grades and spotless record made me not only a canidate for the coveted position of teacher's pet, but a shoe-in for the " popular crowd".

3rd person

A junior walked slowly down the halls of C.M. High. He wore dirty, ripped shoes, and an expression that said that he had clearly had better days. At first glance, he looked just like all the other kids pouring into the halls. Just one of the crowd.

Aladdin POV

I hurried down the hall, not looking to the left or right. But then a swatch of black caught my eye. I glanced up and saw the girl I had gotten an enormous crush on the first time I saw her: Jasmine Prentiss. She had this long, thick, dark hair… And these huge, brown eyes… she was drop-dead gorgeous. She was a "Popular", though… belonged to all sorts of extra-curricular clubs, perfect grades, every one loved her.

I wasn't any of those things. I've been in and out of juvie (juvenal hall) since I was 13 (I'm 16 now) .The thing is, my mom died when I was 7. I had no money, and no place to get any. I stole, so I could eat. Now I'm out of juvie on parole. I hooked up with my long- time friend and cousin Babkak (Bobby) .We found our other good friends, Omar and Kassim (18 and 19. Bobby's my age), where we proceeded to get jobs and rent an apartment, and now we're pretty well off.

I may have a crush on Jasmine, but how could she ever like me?