In Raccoon City you're either a scientist or in the military. You very rarely are what you want to be. But Jake Muller never cared what he wanted to be.

It was seventh of January 2013. In other words the first day of college for some.

A tall man of about six foot four was sleeping in a king sized bed. The man began to stir as his alarm clock started to beep, he shifted his arm to smash the damn thing and succeed in doing so.

"Damn," He grumbled as he sank father into his bed and ran a hand through his auburn, buzz cut hair.

"What was that!" A woman's voice called through the door. The voice was rather angry and the woman began knocking at the door. "Can I come in?"

"Why are you here?!" He grumbled once again, while the woman continued to knock, 'Shut up!' He thought to himself and grabbed his pillow and pushed it into his face.

"Your father asked me to make sure you got to school, Jake. Now let me in before I break your door down!" The woman continued, knocking on the door even harder.

Jake, quickly got up once the banging became too much. He made his way over to the door and pulled it open, "Stop!" He started abruptly as he came to stand in front of a woman with long, dyed blonde hair which was pulled into a ponytail. She had full lips, which were pulled slightly upwards and her light blue/grey eyes were filled with joy -for some reason-

"What's so funny, Jill?" Jake asked, confused as to why she seemed so happy.

"Oh, nothing really," She started as she held up her hand to cover her mouth as she smiled and her eyes closed as she did. Her eyes then looked back up at him and she spoke; "I was told by your father to get you up by any means necessary. It's just funny how quickly you got annoyed," She continued as she pushed passed him to make her way into his room.

A look of anger and confusion crossed Jake's face as Jill began to walk through his room. "What are you doing?" He almost spat. He was never necessarily mean towards Jill (just to her stupid husband).

"Again orders from your father," She simply put as she found a backpack that had been purposely discarded onto of a high shelf. "He said you probably haven't packed anything. So while I do this you can go have some breakfast," She informed him as she took a minute to look at the confused man but, then continued to pull out some clothing for him to wear.

"I don't eat breakfast and I can dress myself," His icy blue eyes darkened as he grabbed the clothes from the woman's hands.

"Then go shower," She started in a stern tone of voice. She was manning up to him, something only Jill had the nerve to do.

He scoffed and walked off to the large bathroom, this was not the only large bathroom of the house or more like a mansion. His father was rich after all, although, Jake, never liked being known as a 'rich kid' and never took money from his father.

He opened the door and went right for the shower, took off his sweats and started the shower waiting for the water to get warm. He took the minute to look at himself in the mirror. The first thing he (and other people) would always notice was the long scar trailing down his left cheek. Looking at the scar he was reminded of living overseas. It was not the safest of places where he had to live and the scar was the prof of that.

As steam began to trail from the shower he stepped in.

He was done within a few minutes and wrapped a towel around his waist, he walked across the hall and into his room, Jill was no longer 'snooping' around. 'Must of gone downstairs' Jake thought to himself as he dropped his towel and began to dig through his clothes to find something to wear. A black shirt and trousers and he was done.

Jake walked across the landing and over to the stairs, he descended down them and made his way to the kitchen to find Jill.

Jill had been a kind of caretaker to Jake when he was younger and still continued to look after him every now and then.

Jill was part of the special forces in the military along with her husband, Chris. In the past the two had worked with Jake's father as part of the special forces in the police force, however, when Jill was asked by Jake's father for a favour she would more often than not accept and help out.

As Jake entered the kitchen he saw Jill, sitting at the table, eating (What was most likely) his breakfast. Upon noticing the man enter she stood up and handed him his backpack.

"Here," She smiled warmly at him as she passed him his bag. "I put in a few notebooks and pens and just some comics and books, in case you get bored," She winked.

"Yeah, thanks…" He placed it on the large kitchen counter, which was next to the table that was in the middle of the room.

"So, what classes are you actually taking? You're dad didn't tell me," Jill began as she leaned on the counter.

"Some stupid police thing," He grumbled, leaning on the counter too.

"That's surprising," Jill blinked in surprise.

"Yeah, well, dear old dad wouldn't have it any other way, it's either be a jarhead or a scientist, this is kinda a compromise," He explained moving his hands in a funny gesture.

"Good luck, Jake," The blue/grey eyed woman smiled at him.

"Thanks," He mumbled.

Jill extended her arms out, "Come on, don't leave me hanging," She joked.

Jake eventually accepted but, only slightly and did not hug as tightly as Jill was hugging him. Once the hug ended, Jake, grabbed his bag and looked at his caretaker again.

"Does Chris, know?" He asked with curiosity coating his voice and lifting a brow.

"Know what?" The blonde asked with honest surprise in her voice as she squinted her eyes at him.

"Do you not…" He trailed off, "Heh, well, see ya later 'Miss two breakfasts'," He smirked and left the kitchen, soon to be followed by Jill.

"Do you want me to drive you?" She asked as she stuck her head out the kitchen door.

Jake was near the front door and was about to put his combat boots on. His head snapped around to look across the front room and at Jill.

"No that's okay," He started as he pushed his foot into one of the boots, and began to tie it up, "I've still got some time to kill," He finished with his boots and stood up and pulled his coat from the coat rack. "See ya," He placed his bag on his right shoulder and held his coat over his left arm and pulled the door open.

"Put your coat on! It's cold out there!" Jill started to walk out the kitchen but, unfortunately, Jake had already shut the door.

Jill then placed her hands on her stomach and walked back into the kitchen with a sigh.

Jake had decided to get a coffee at a small coffee shop close to the college. It was run by a fiery red-haired woman, who was pretty friendly and gave him his coffee in no time. Jake had decided to read some of the comics Jill had put in his bag, they were Japanese comics, Manga. Not surprising really, after all, Jill's mom is Japanese and Jill grew up reading them and would often bring some round for Jake when he was younger.

"Fist day of college then?" The fiery red-haired woman asked as she cleaned a table near the one Jake had chosen by the window.

"Yeah, unfortunately," He grumbled closing his book, he was getting anyoed with people asking that.

"Don't worry too much about it, the teachers at the college are great," She smirked, she had a friendly voice but, there was a noticeable kink to it that said; 'She won't take your shit'.

"What class you taking?" She asked as she sat on the table she had just cleaned.

"I'm taking courses in public service to become a police officer," He nearly grumbled again but, managed to maintain his normal husky voice.

"What!? No way, my best friend teaches those courses," She moved to sit across from him. "Don't worry you're gonna be in great hands,"

Jake didn't particularly want a stranger sitting with him and if it was some guy he probably told him to 'Fuck off' by now but, his mother taught him to never speak badly to a lady, especially if he didn't know them. Jake glanced at his phone to see the time, he then took a big gulp of his coffee and placed some money on the table and gathered his things and got up.

"Thanks, lady but, I gotta go," Jake quickly made his way other to the door and left.

And now time to start college. "Well, whoopty-fuckin-doo." Jake sighed.

A/N

Hello and thank you for reading my first fanfic ^.^

Sorry if there are any big mistakes. It's 01:32 in the morning here and I should be sleeping lol so if there is some stuff is wrong I'm sorry.

I quickly checked the story over with Grammarly and sorted out a few things, might change some things tomorrow though.

Please leave a review.

Just so everyone knows;

I'm very bad at writing and grammar, so please tell me if I'm doing it wrong and give my some tips if ya like.

I grew up speaking both Japanese and English and so I guess that's what lead to me not being good at writing and stuff...

And Like I said First fanfic, I usually write my own story on Fictionpress so writing fanfiction is kinda strange to me but, I think I getting the hang of it :)

Also not sure if I should rate it T or M. I do wanna add some smut and stuff later but, should I rate it M from the start of wait till I add it? (I'm just gonna rate it T for now)

Update 27/7/16: Sorted out a few mistakes.