Broken (Jasper Hale love story)

Chapter 1.

First day of school. I can totally do this. We both can. As I walk into my sister new room I grab her clothes from the little pine dresser that was here when we moved in and wake her up from her deep slumber.

"Come on sleepy head, first day of school." She lets out a large yawn before sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

"Okay, I'll get dressed." Her soft voice reaches my ears making me smile at her. I place the clothes next to her, then with a kiss to her head I get up and leave to my own room where I look through the closet for my own clothes. I grab a grey tank top with the writing 'I'm a lady with the vocabulary of a well educated sailor' on it, a pair of light washed super skinny jeans and my panties and matching bra. I quickly throw them on before standing at the small mirror in the only bathroom to apply my make up after brushing my teeth which consists of a red and black smokey eyes, mascara and my signature deep burgundy lip stain which I apply with care around my through the lip piercing. I check my nails while walking back to my room and look through my jewlery box I had gotten for my 10th birthday from my father. I grab my gothic black rosary beads, my set of 10 silver rings placing them all on my right hand and finish it off with my black wrap around leather bracelet that has silver spikes on it. On my way to the kitchen I grab my black chunky heeled ankle boots and plain black bag. I quickly set the table with two bowls of cereal and two glasses of orange juice before going to check on Cara who seems to he struggling with her own waist length brown hair.

"Here, let me." I stand behind her taking the brush from her hands continuing the task.

"I'm scared." She whispers looking at through her own mirror.

"You don't need to be scared baby, you'll do great. Make loads of new friends, and you'll have lots of fun." I smile at her as I begin to braid her long locks into a fishtale plate.

"What if they pick on me?" Her eyes are cast down to the floor as a tear falls from her eyes. I stay quiet until I've finished her hair, tying it off with a thin bobble, turning her around I get down to her level making her look me in the eyes.

"They won't pick on you baby, and even if they do I'll come and sort the out. I promise. Now quick, wipe your tears and get to the table and I'll let you pick weather it's the bike or car today." This causes her to smile and rush off. I quickly remember my own hair and take the brush and run it through my brown hair that goes past my bum, before grabbing two bobbles and tying it up in a messy yet intricate bun, not worried about the few whispy bits that seem to fall out straight away.

"Can we take the bike?" Cara asks as I enter the kitchen.

"Of course. I did say you get to choose remember." I smile at her knowing she loves my old beat up Harley Davidson Nightrod. We both finish breakfast and head out the door after grabbing our helmets, coats, bags and putting our shoes on. I help Cara with her helmet first, securing it so the strap is snug under her chin but no to tight before quickly putting mine on.

"Can I sit at the front?" She looks at me through the viser that's still up.

"Bag on your front then monkey."  I smile although she cany see it. After securing her bag she looks up at me and I flip my own viser down, her following my lead. I help her sit at the front of my bike before kick starting it and climbing behind her and pulling off into the street. Going the speed limit knowing she has plenty of time to get to school but meaning I'll be late but I don't care. My sister is more important.

Once we reach Forks Kindergarten I kill the engine, flipping the kick stand down and climbing off I remove my helmet before helping Cara. Parents are looking over in disgust but I couldn't give a damn. I walk her to her door seeing a young women stood there who must be her new teacher.

"May I help you?" She smiles at us both.

"I'm Cassandra Ryan and this is Cara. Our mom rang and said I'd be dropping her off as she's had to rush out of town on a business trip. " I state not in the mood.

"Of course, hello Cara my name's Miss Honey and I'll be your teacher here. Why don't we let your sister get to school and I'll show your around?" She reaches out her hand but Cara shrinks behind me. I smile at the teacher before turning and getting to my sister's hight once more.

"You'll be fine baby. You get your cell?" I ask looking her in the eyes, she nods her head before throwing her little arms around my neck.

"Love you Cas." She whispers.

"Love you more C." I kiss her forehead before watching her go inside, her hand tightly clutching Miss Honey's. As the door shuts behind them I slowly walk to my bike sending a silet prey to my mother to watch over my little sister and to keep her safe. I hook her little bright pink helmet over my arm after re-securing my own, starting my bike and speeding off faster than before to get to Forks High. As I pull into the parking lot I notice I'm not that late, teenagers are still stood by there cars talking in groups, I pull into a space next to a new looking silver Volvo killing my bike and getting off. I quickly undo my helmet pulling it from my head and looking around to notice everyone's eyes upon me. I place both helmets on the seat and open the front pocket of my bag grabbing my twenty pack of JPS real blue. I pull one from the pack slipping it between my lips and lighting it. Taking a large drag in before blowing it back out. Fuck what people think, I learnt not to care a long time ago. Once I was half way through my smoke the bell rang, with a groan I throw it on the floor stomping it out the the toe of my boot, grab both helmets and head into the main office to receive my paper work.

This is gonna be a long ass day.