The first of the inevitable rain drops began falling from a sky covered with thick iron gray clouds, adding yet another layer of precipitation to the already sodden town of Forks Washington as a white Volkswagen beetle that had seen better days pulled out from a driveway in front of a whitewashed two-story house, causing the occupant of the car to sigh heavily. Risa blinked up at the clouds for a moment before turning her lips into a small frown, resolutely refusing to turn on the windshield wipers in hopes that her denial would somehow cause the storm to go away. After several moments in which the rain instead increased in volume, she gave up with a huff of defeat and clicked on the wipers. OK, she loved a good rainstorm, like any sane person, but there had to be a limit on how much water could fall from the sky, right? Apparently not...
Risa Kimura was a thin girl of average height, with sixteen years of life under her belt. She had long silky black hair that fell to the middle of her shoulder blades, bangs cut in layers around her face. She was Japanese by birth, which explained her almond shaped dark brown eyes, but had moved to the United States with her family when she was six she never had found out why her father had decided to take a job in Washington of all places, but she didn't complain. Most of the time. From what she could remember of Japan, it hadn't rained nearly as much as it tended to do here.
And if the rain hadn't been enough of a dampener, Risa was also having to start at a new school in town. Her former high school had recently seen the closing of its doors, the city funding unable to support having such a high concentration of high schools in one area, And had split the student population, sending them to the remaining schools in the area. She, naturally, was part of a smaller group that had been funneled into Forks High, Taking her away from her two best friends and subjecting her to be a subject of curiosity along with the nineteen other students that had been dealt a similar fate. Part of that was probably due to the fact that her parents had decided to purchase a house in the small town recently for some reason, Adding to the stress. Whatever the case was, she was no longer going to be commuting to the next city to get to school.
Pulling into a space in front of what she assumed was the front office, Risa Cut the engine to her car and stuffed the keys into the pocket of her jeans, flipping up the hood on her grey rain jacket before she braved the downpour, making a beeline for the office to get the paperwork for her first day at Forks High.
Releasing a slow controlled sigh, Jasper Cullen tried his best to work the tension out of his muscles, uncurl his hands from the fists they had become on his thighs. He concentrated on watching The fall of the raindrops out of the back window of the Volvo he was sitting in, focusing on every minute detail as the droplets of water broke against the pavement, the grass, the houses... But of course, his mind was much more capable of focusing on several things at once, so his worry continued to plague his thoughts, despite his effort to put the matter aside. For he and his family, Edward, Rosalie, and Emmett, were once again headed towards the current Hellhole of his life: Forks High school.
Jasper, and the rest of his adoptive family for that matter, were vampires, Predatory creatures that instinctively hunted and fed on the blood of humans, so the simple matter of pretending to be a regular student at a school full of fragile, Breakable, blood filled teenagers was a constant temptation. Fortunately for the unsuspecting humans, the Cullen Family worked particularly hard on resisting the call of human blood, practicing a "vegetarian" lifestyle, preying instead on animals. Being the newest member to the family, the least experienced with interacting with humans, Jasper frequently struggled to stay true to the choice of abstinence.
'It's because I'm weak.' He found himself thinking bitterly, casting his golden gaze down onto his clenched hands, staring at the crisscrossing pattern of scars on his skin. He had lived in such a different world then the others, where he had known nothing but fighting, death, and blood... Going down that particular line of memories wasn't going to help if he wanted to not kill anyone today. Jaw clenched, he lifted his gaze once again to the rain, trying to strengthen his resolve once more.
Risa Kimura was a thin girl of average height, with sixteen years of life under her belt. She had long silky black hair that fell to the middle of her shoulder blades, bangs cut in layers around her face. She was Japanese by birth, which explained her almond shaped dark brown eyes, but had moved to the United States with her family when she was six she never had found out why her father had decided to take a job in Washington of all places, but she didn't complain. Most of the time. From what she could remember of Japan, it hadn't rained nearly as much as it tended to do here.
And if the rain hadn't been enough of a dampener, Risa was also having to start at a new school in town. Her former high school had recently seen the closing of its doors, the city funding unable to support having such a high concentration of high schools in one area, And had split the student population, sending them to the remaining schools in the area. She, naturally, was part of a smaller group that had been funneled into Forks High, Taking her away from her two best friends and subjecting her to be a subject of curiosity along with the nineteen other students that had been dealt a similar fate. Part of that was probably due to the fact that her parents had decided to purchase a house in the small town recently for some reason, Adding to the stress. Whatever the case was, she was no longer going to be commuting to the next city to get to school.
Pulling into a space in front of what she assumed was the front office, Risa Cut the engine to her car and stuffed the keys into the pocket of her jeans, flipping up the hood on her grey rain jacket before she braved the downpour, making a beeline for the office to get the paperwork for her first day at Forks High.
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Releasing a slow controlled sigh, Jasper Cullen tried his best to work the tension out of his muscles, uncurl his hands from the fists they had become on his thighs. He concentrated on watching The fall of the raindrops out of the back window of the Volvo he was sitting in, focusing on every minute detail as the droplets of water broke against the pavement, the grass, the houses... But of course, his mind was much more capable of focusing on several things at once, so his worry continued to plague his thoughts, despite his effort to put the matter aside. For he and his family, Edward, Rosalie, and Emmett, were once again headed towards the current Hellhole of his life: Forks High school.
Jasper, and the rest of his adoptive family for that matter, were vampires, Predatory creatures that instinctively hunted and fed on the blood of humans, so the simple matter of pretending to be a regular student at a school full of fragile, Breakable, blood filled teenagers was a constant temptation. Fortunately for the unsuspecting humans, the Cullen Family worked particularly hard on resisting the call of human blood, practicing a "vegetarian" lifestyle, preying instead on animals. Being the newest member to the family, the least experienced with interacting with humans, Jasper frequently struggled to stay true to the choice of abstinence.
'It's because I'm weak.' He found himself thinking bitterly, casting his golden gaze down onto his clenched hands, staring at the crisscrossing pattern of scars on his skin. He had lived in such a different world then the others, where he had known nothing but fighting, death, and blood... Going down that particular line of memories wasn't going to help if he wanted to not kill anyone today. Jaw clenched, he lifted his gaze once again to the rain, trying to strengthen his resolve once more.