// Jax Teller \\

chapter one

I'm finally moving into charming after living on the outside my entire life, I was living with my parents but I lost them in a fatal car crash. They didn't die on impact so I had a few days with them while they were in the hospital, they stayed in the same room and I never left their sides. They both died at the same time while holding hands and staring into one another's eyes, it was the most beautiful and upsetting thing I've ever witnessed. They passed two weeks before I turned 20 leaving me with a ton of money and an old house in Charming which I'm guessing they owned before they had me. 
I sent my stuff with some movers to the old new house while I gathered the rest of the food and loaded my dogs stuff into my car. He's a full breed pit bull, he looks like he was literally dipped in white paint because there isn't a drop of another color on him.
"Kilo, come here boy." he came running from my garage and jumped right in shotgun like I trained him to do when he was a puppy. after closing my garage I was on my way to my new home. While I was driving I saw a sign that was promoting a carnival which I thought was my chance to meet new people. I arrived first to my house and the movers came about 20 minutes later, I was already in the house looking around and thinking of where to put my things. We spent about two hours unpacking everything, when we finished I paid them and they left. I looked at my new place in awe and decided I needed a shower.A good 30 minutes later I got out and dried off before blow drying my hair and letting my natural curls go wild. My hair falls right at my waist and its jet black with a blue tint because I like to throw some weird colors in. I put on a pair of tight jeans, my leather jacket and did my make up.I fed kilo and made sure my door was open so he could get on my bed and left. I was speeding a little bit due to me being nervous about showing up to a carnival by myself knowing no one.  I spotted the carnival and drove towards the rides and screaming kids, I pulled into a spot and got out of my car to find at least 8 Harley's lined up. I walked over to them and started looking, my dad used to talk about these things all the time. He could go on and on for years about how they work and how to put them together, I miss him.