Jack sat on the roof of on of the houses close to the school that happened to be owned by his foster parents though they couldn't take in his younger sister Emma separating the pair. Jack was 17 while Emma was 7, she had beautiful chestnut hair and perfect green eye. Tan skin and dimples when she smiled, she was the perfect good girl with looks and she would stay perfect as she go older and grew unlike Jack. Jack had white hair, pale skin, and ice blue eyes. He was covered in tattoos and liked to fight like he had no self preservations which often got him in trouble and made it hard to hold down a job.
Anyway Jack sat on the roof which was covered in a bit of fresh snow, bare foot and ripped jeans. His blue hoodie tight to his body, hood up covering his face from view of others. A cigarette dangled between his fingers while smoke flowed from his parted lips as he gazed out at the night sky above watching the stars when he heard a bang. The bang came from across the street at one of the houses, out came a pair, a couple really, one a man tall and plump with white hair and matching beard, he was loud and jolly named Nicholas. The other a woman named Tiana , she was small with curves, multi coloured hair short in a pixie cut, she was shy and sort of flirtatious even though she was taken.
Jack could see the people who were hosting the couple, seeing three people and a black german shepherd. The couple was a tall man with a brown beard and hair and looked quite a bit like Nicholas only not as jolly, the woman was tall and slim with brown long hair and seemed to be a fighter. The third was a boy around Jack's age only taller and more muscular, covered in freckles with brown shaggy hair and glasses. As Tiana and Nicholas began to leave the house they noticed jack on the roof and called out to him but Jack only climbed back into his room and slammed the window shut before closing the curtains and being swallowed up by the darkness of his room.
Jack's room was painted black with black furniture and black sheets and black blankets and black pillows and black rugs and black curtains. To get to the point most things like 90% was black with the exception of a few things like his two year old white Northern Inuit puppy, Jokul, who eagerly climbed into bed with Jack as he pulled the covers over them and began to doze off. Jack slept well that night not plagued by his usual nightmares or worries and woke early enough to shower and change before heading to school. Jack wore another pair of ripped jeans, some Retro Combat boots, blue long sleeve, black parka and his school bag hood pulled high over his head and hands in pockets he left the house and headed to school which was down the street from the house.
School passed slowly until lunch when he met up with cousins Anna and Elsa who brought a couple of friends this time to join them. . .