Jazmin feels different.
She doesn't want to stay in the village.
She doesn't want to have a baby.
She doesn't want to laugh at racist jokes in the local pub.
She's got to get out.
And when her Gran signs her up for a drama school audition in London without telling her: "my brain is just as confused as my skin. Should I stay here? Or should I try move to London. Stay.Go.Stay.Go.Stay.Go.Stay..."
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