First Day Jitters

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BAM

Kira jolted awake to a massive sound ringing throughout the house from downstairs. She was about to go back to sleep, hoping it was Charlie dropping something as usual, but when she lay her head back down it happened again.

BAM BAM BAM

She couldn't take it anymore. She jumped out of bed and stomped downstairs, about to give this person a piece of her mind, but stopped abruptly when she saw the one and only Jacob Black in her kitchen, a smashed mug and bowl laying on the floor.

Jacob Black had been the only person that Kira had left on good terms with, and they managed to keep it that way throughout the duration of her time away, always messaging and video chatting whenever they got the chance. Kira let out a small squeal of delight before jumping into his arms.

"What are you doing here?" She asked him once she had gotten out a new mug and poured some coffee in it, and sat down at the table.

Bella and Charlie were both in the living room, having left to give the two of them some privacy to talk.

"I wanted to see you before you went to school. I haven't seen you in three years!" Jacob said, to which Kira laughed and gave him another small hug. This had been the longest conversation that she had had since arriving in Forks, and she was thoroughly enjoying it. She knew that even if school was bust, she'd still have one friend nearby, and that would be enough to get her through the majority of her senior year.

Starting senior year a few weeks late was pretty bad, but Kira figured it would be okay seeing as Bella had already made her entrance about a week ago when she first arrived, so everyone would probably be over the excitement of a new student and would leave her alone.

Kira made plans with Jacob for after school quickly before checking the time and realizing that she was going to be late if she didn't leave soon. Kira remembered the perks of boarding school of always being close to her classes, meaning that she was almost never late.

Kira was well aware that Bella was waiting for her outside, as she would be driving both of them to school, so she quickly ran upstairs and got dressed in some simple clothes, black jeans, a knitted sweater as it was cold in Forks, and her red converse. As Kira ran out the door and into Bella's truck, she grabbed her jacket as it was very likely that it would start raining later that day, as it always did in Forks.

The drive to Forks High School was a quiet one, neither sister wishing to start up a conversation, aware that it would likely end in a fight between the two of them, but as they neared the entrance of the school, Bella broke the silence.

"Would you like to sit with my friends and I at lunch today?" She asked.

Kira nodded gratefully, knowing that even if her and her sister didn't get along well, she would still appreciate having somewhere to sit until she could find somewhere else. When they pulled up at the school, Kira noticed that Bella tried to cut the noisy engine of her car as quickly as she could so that it wouldn't draw to much attention and for this she was thankful.

Bella and Kira both got out of the truck, and before another word was exchanged between the two, Bella's eyes snapped to a group of people standing on the other side of the parking lot, near a silver Volvo.

"He's back." She whispered, before being pulled out of her trance by one of her friends that Kira met at the diner. Bella quickly said goodbye to Kira before running over to her friends, leaving Kira by herself.

She heaved a sigh before turning to follow her sister into the building to find the main office, so that she could gather her schedule and sign in. As Kira walked up the school steps, her concentration elsewhere due to the text from one of her school friends that she had just received, Kira bumped into someone, the force knocking her backwards. Kira felt herself falling backwards, arms flailing as her feet lost their grip on the stairs and she began to fall down them, when she felt a hand grab her wrist and pull her upwards, holding her arm until she regained balance.

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