Raccoon City High
(7 AM, Raccoon City Townhouses)
It was my first day at my new school, Raccoon City High. I was a little nervous about starting, but I knew that everything would smooth out over time.
I had eaten my breakfast of bacon and toast and left out of my apartment. My neighbor, Ada Wong, must've been already downstairs, because she was waiting for me in her Escalade.
"Hey Jill," She said, waving at me. "You ready for school?"
I gave her a slight nod as a response. I hopped into her car and rode all the way to the school.
(7:30, Raccoon City High)
We made it to the school, thirty minutes early. I asked her why we were so early, and she just responded with a smile. "There are some friends of mine that I wanna introduce you to. Come on."
I followed her down the hallway and into the gymnasium, where there were two groups of people; one were playing a game of basketball; and the other were sitting on the bleachers, talking. Ada and I approached the groups on the bleachers.
"Hi guys," Ada said, holding my hand. "I want you all to meet my friend, Jill Valentine."
I waved shyly. "Hi."
Everyone approached me, obviously interested in me. One boy approached me and hugged me.
"Hello," he said. "I'm Leon Scott Kennedy. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too. I'm Jill." I shook his hand.
I took turns listening and learning about everyone. Rebecca Chambers was a small person, but she had a strong spirit. Leon was the type of person that can get along with everyone. He can act a little dumb, sometimes. Sheva Alomar was African, but her accent wasn't as strong as I thought it would be. In the end, I knew this was gonna be an awesome friendship.
We spent about ten minutes introducing each other and sharing stories. But there was a man that had caught my eye as he walked in and approached us all.
"Hey guys," He said. "Who's the new girl?"
"She's Jill valentine," Leon said. "Why are you so late?"
"I had to drop off my younger sister at her school. Is that a problem?"
"Nope."
The man took his seat next to me.
"Are you new here?" He asked. "I'm Chris, by the way. Chris Redfield."
"Nice to meet you, Chris." I shook his hand.
"Um…who are those guys over there?"
Chris snorted, obviously annoyed by the question.
"They're jocks; total assholes. Are you interested in any of them?"
Just as I was about to answer his question, I turned around, narrowly dodging a basketball to the head. Chris had caught the ball and threw it back to them.
"Would you be careful as to where you throw that ball?" He said. "You could've hit the new girl!"
"New girl, you say?" A muscular man approached me and grabbed my hand. One of his hands was trying to go under my shirt, which had a slit going up the sleeves and collar. I pushed his hands away.
"Go away," I said, obviously annoyed. "I really don't wanna have to get physical with you on my first day."
The man laughed at my seemingly petty threat. He tried to rinse and repeat, but this time, I backed up my word. I slapped him and kicked him backwards. He only stumbled back a few paces, but I think he got the picture.
"I'll get you back for this…" He backed away and went back to his little posse. I just sighed and sat myself down.
"I haven't been here for twenty minutes and I'm already annoyed…" I rubbed my temples to stop my stemming headache. Luckily, Chris stayed next to me instead of going after the jocks.
"Are you okay? Do you need to go to the nurse?"
"No, I'll be fine. It's starting to go away." I stood up to go to my locker, not knowing that Chris was following me the whole way.
I figured out that he was following me when I opened my locker which was located in the west wing, near the stairs that lead to the second floor. Coincidentally, so was Chris'. I sighed and looked directly in his eyes.
"Chris, why are you following me?" I asked, annoyed. "If you're gonna ask me to be your girlfriend, the answer's no."
"I don't wanna ask you out," Chris said softly. "I just wanna protect you from those assholes. They've done some pretty horrible things to women like you."
He piqued my interest when he said they've done some things to women like me. But, I would be prepared for it.
"No wonder one of them couldn't keep their hands off of me. Who are they, anyway?"
"The guy that was rubbing on you was Jack Krauser," Chris said, still keeping his tone at a soft level.
"The guy that had on the sunglasses and had blonde hair was Albert Wesker. The other one was Carlos Olivera. He used to hang out with us, but his whole attitude changed when he met them. The last one-who I would love to beat the shit out of- is William Birkin. He's nothing more than a bitch, if you asked me…"
I was kinda taken aback when I found out who they were. They used to be the neighborhood bullies back when I was in elementary school…
I broke out of my childhood nightmare as I heard Chris start to speak once more.
"So, are you gonna accept my offer?"
I nodded. "Sure. I might need one if they ever pull that stunt again."
And, as I turned around with Chris, my worst fears were realized…