Hey guys!

So I decided to join in the fun of writing Rizzles fanfiction. I hope you'll like this one. I'll try my best to update regularly.

What's the point of all this anyway, Maura sighed as she packed her bag for her first day of school the next day. It's not like I'm going to be staying here that long. Before I know it, mother's just going to announce that we'll be moving again.

9pm on a Sunday night found Maura lying on her bed, exhausted from packing her brand new school books into her 'Preppy Nylon Backpack' by Marc Jacobs. It was no secret that Maura lived a fortunate life. Being the adopted daughter of the famous Constance Isles definitely had its perks. Her adoptive parents have always given her everything she wanted. Everything, except their full-attention and love.

Maura did not have a particularly close relationship with her parents, and she understood from a young age that she probably would never have one. Mr. and Mrs. Isles were busy people, but that didn't stop Maura from trying to foster closer ties with her parents every time she saw them. Maura cherished her parents. They provided her with education, clothes and a roof over her head, which she treasures dearly.

Since Constance has art shows all over the world, Maura's life has been anything but permanent. In her 16 years of life, she has travelled and studied at more places than two hands could count. She never stayed long enough at one place to make friends. She was always alone, and she preferred it that way. Why make friends if you're just going to leave them, right?

Maura was blessed with a beautiful brain. She could tell you facts about anything. Learning was her hobby. It had always been her dream to grow up to be someone respected in the science field. Preferably a doctor. She was to skip a grade in her new school tomorrow, as suggested by the principal, Mrs Minerva McGonagall.

Maura smiled tearfully as she willed herself to sleep. Tomorrow would be the start of something new.

"Finally!", Jane exclaimed as she jumped onto her bed after locking her bedroom door. Today's Rizzoli-Sunday dinner had been louder than usual. Jane came from a family of 5; her Ma, Pop, and her two younger brothers, Frankie and Tommy. Although her family was often loud and annoying, she was very thankful for having them in her life. They were her pillar of strength, and she wouldn't know what she'd do without them. She smiled as she remembered the time she came out of the closet to them. They were surprisingly accepting of her sexual preference, and she couldn't be happier.

"We kinda already figured it out that time you played 'Would You Rather' with Carlo Guici's children and kissed Marly Guici instead of her brother when asked who you would rather kiss.", said Angela.

"It was hot." That earned Tommy a slap to the head from both Jane and Angela.

She chuckled at that memory.

Jane sighed as she lay on her back, and thought of what tomorrow would bring. It would be her third year schooling at Boston High School. Although she was only 17, she had become the captain of the school's Baseball and Basketball team. She also occasionally helped the Track team run in sprinting events, and won. She was a sports prodigy, and she ruled the school with her confident persona and witty personality. Jane was well-liked and got invited to many parties. However, Jane was never a party girl. She would rather spend the night at home playing Basketball with her brothers, and her schoolmates respected her for that.

With that, Jane closed her eyes and lulled herself to sleep. Tomorrow would be the start of something new.

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