Jasper, Jack's POV

I grinned as I saw Arcee pull into the school parking lot. It had been a day and a half since the incident of falling out of the tree, and nothing else strange had happened yet, so all in all, I was pretty happy.

I hurridly moved, easily climbing back down the tree that had become my favorite place to wait. I then started towards Arcee, grinning.

Another teen suddenly came running from the school, and we collided.

Him and I both grunted in pain as we fell, landing with two hard thumps on the sidewalk. I fought to regain my lost breath while the other teen rubbed his head, groaning.

"Ouch...! I seriously need to watch where I'm going..."

He then noticed me.

"Oh! Gosh, sorry dude! You okay?" He asked, quickly getting up. I nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I replied.

He grinned offering a hand to help me up.

"I'm Evan." He said. I smiled, accepting the offered hand and standing.

"Jack, Jack Darby." I replied, shaking his hand.

I glanced over at 'Cee, then looked back at Evan.

"Well, I gotta get going. See you around, I guess." I hurridly said. I then went and got onto Arcee, pulling on my helmet.

"Yeah, see you later. Cool bike, by the way."

I grinned, nodding.

"Thanks."

'Cee quickly pulled out of the lot and sped off towards K.O Burger (since I had a shift to do).

"Kid seemed nice." She commented off-handedly. I nodded.

"Yeah. He must be new in town, I've never seen him around here." I replied, smiling. How nice he'd been even after colliding with me. He had to be new, I knew everyone in Jasper, and never saw the brown skinned, blonde haired teen.

We pulled into the K.O parking lot, and I got off.

"See you after work, Arcee."

"Yeah, see you."

Later

I sighed as I changed into a pair of pajama pants, wincing as my shoulder gave a loud pop.

I went into my bathroom, only to stop and stare at myself in the mirror.

The veins again pounded in time with my heart, pulsing against my skin. And with each pulse, a pain throbbed in my head.

I stared at myself in horror as my eyes suddenly became an acid green and my pupils became cat-like slits.

I gripped the edge of the counter tightly.

It cracked.

I looked down, terrified as I saw the now crushed edge of the counter. I slowly pried my shaking fingers away and looked at them. There wasn't a single scratch or drop of blood.

I fell to my knee's, clutching my head in my hands as my breathing quickend and my heart pounded at my rib cage.

What was happening to me?

Somewhere in Jasper, 3rd POV

Evan jogged up to Scott, resting his hands on his knee's while he attempted to catch his breath.

"What took you so long?" Scott asked, folding his arms as he raised a brow at the younger teen. Evan gave a sheepish smile.

"Sorry, I ran into some dude, literally. He seemed pretty cool, had an awesome motorcycle too..." Evan murmured the last part more to himself than to Scott, who processed the information.

"It might be a good thing if we run into him at some point, it could probably benenfit us if we knew someone who lives here." He commented.

Evan simply shrugged.

"Whatever you say man. Jack seemed pretty cool."

"Jack?"

"Oh! That's his name. Jack Darby. He looks like he's as old as you." Evan replied, smiling as he straitend.

Later, 3rd POV

Jack smiled, sighing and stretching his arms upward, his shoulder giving an audible pop.

The sound of a fast approaching skateboard alerted Jack in time for him to jump out of the way.

Jack grinned when he saw Evan, the slightly younger teen screeched to a hault, grabbing his skateboard.

"Oh! Hey man, wassup?" Evan cheerily greeted.

Jack laughed.

"Nothing much, what about you?"

"Evan!"

Both teens turned, looking to see another male running up. He stopped by Evan, placing a hand on the blonde haired male's shoulder as he panted.

"You really need to wait for me, seriously, you could've...Who's this?" The brown haired teen paused, looking at Jack as he asked the question.

Jack offered a smile and held out a hand to the new teen.

"My name's Jack Darby."

"Scott Summers." He replied, accepting the hand and shaking it.

"So this is the guy you were talking about yesterday?" Scott asked, looking at Evan, who nodded.

"Yeah, like I said, he's cool. Nothing like that dude we saw pickin' on the little guy with glasses."

"Raf?" Jack suddenly asked, eyes alert as his gaze snapped to Evan. They had to be talking about Vince, he was picking on Raf?

He started to run off, but Scott caught his shoulder.

"Hey! Easy, we drove the guy off. Your friend's fine." He said, voice calm.

Jack paused, examining Scott for a moment before deciding that the brunette was telling the truth.

"Well...Then I'm gratefull. My friends mean a lot to me...So thank you for helping Raf."

"Hey, no problem!' Evan replied, grinning widely.

"If you're really thankfull, then how about you show us around town? We are kinda...lost." Scott asked, wincing sheepishly.

Jack laughed, nodding.

"Sure, no problem. Just let me call my friend and tell her she doesn't need to pick me up." Jack replied. Scott and Evan nodded, waiting as Jack called Arcee.

Later, Jack's POV

"And that's basicly all Jasper has to offer." I concluded, sitting on the park bench. I then laughed at the surprised faces Evan and Scott gave.

"I know, not exactly the entertainment capital of the world, but it's home." I stated as Scott and Evan sat on either side of me.

Scott and Evan seemed pretty nice. I didn't have much trouble talking with them (which was strange, since I wasn't paticularly social).

Evan was a bit younger then me, and was energetic. All smiles, he liked to laugh and had a great personality. He reminded me somewhat of Miko, though not as loud as she could be, and he obviously thought things through instead of running strait into them.

Scott was nice, a little older than me. He reminded me a bit of Optimus, taking an almost leader like role with Evan. He thought his actions and words through, and though it was unsettling to not be able to see his eyes behind his red sunglasses, he was obviously a good person. Someone I'd like to be friends with, just like Evan.

"So, does anything exciting ever happen here?" Evan asked, folding his arms behind his head.

"Not really, no." I replied, grinning as I leaned forward, elbows resting on my knees.

"So where are you guys from?"

"Bayvile. We're here for a...research project." Scott replied.

I took note of the pause, but pushed it aside in my mind.

I'd worry about it later, I was hanging out with my new two friends.