It was the annual cheerleading try outs. Jasmyn wanted to be on the team so that she could prove to herself that she was, in fact, good at something. After she finished her tryout, the head captain, Cynthia, told Jasmyn that she was not good enough to be on the cheerleading team.
Jasmyn went home later that night and cried for hours, trying to wrap her head around what she did to deserve that type of treatment. It, then, dawned on her that she is not good at anything. She had never been good at school and sports was obviously out of the question. She then remembered that ANYBODY could be good at drugs. She led a life dependent on narcotics.
Today, Jasmyn has nothing. After leading a narcotic dependent life, she no longer has the ability to make sound judgments, and she has ruined every relationship that she'd had previously. She doesn't know her place in society, but she is starting to believe that she is supposed to be homeless for the rest of her life.