Chapter 2 Agrabah

When Troy woke up it felt very hot. It was like he was in a oven and he was dreaming he was in Aladdin. His hands shuffled through the insides of his jacket, checking if the CCW pistol was still with him just in case someone tried to rob or jump him. He got the permit after someone robbed him a few months ago. Smiling, he'd folded his jacket then he bumped into a woman. The woman was wearing a cloak.

"I'm sorry ma'm. I'm los-. Wait, are you Naomi Scott. You do look like her?" He asked her.

Jasmine wondered who was this man. Is he crazy or what? "Who is this Naomi Scott?" She asked the teenager nicely.