<span style="font-style: italic">The swaying of the ocean, the sound of seagulls. The beauty of a pristine beach during twilight. A picture perfect scene marred only by one thing. A body, a small boy lay unconscious on the beech, his hair matted with sand and kelp. His body deathly pale. His breathing shallow and coming slowly. His cloths were torn. To a passer by he could have been dead. A spasm went through his body and he convulsed over to his side. The boy began coughing spitting out sea water. A man walking along the beach with his wife found the boy and knelt down to help him. He placed a hand on the boy, the boys eyes shot straight open.</span><br/><br/>Jasper sat straight up trying to hold a scream in. He started hyperventilating. Trying to calm himself down he rubbed his eyes and stood up. It was just a dream! Nothing more. Though he had that dream plenty of times, it was always the same, it was day he was found on Crystal beach he was what.... 7 when they found him. The people said he was near death and the Mr. Samson had found him. The only problem was that in his dreams Mr. Samson had flaming read eyes and a vicious smile. Mr. Samson was a nice man but had not the funds to keep Jasper. So Jasper lived at the school in a small two room house. It was very small. Jasper shook his head, he wish he knew more. The only thing he could remember was his name nothing more. he wasn't from crystal beach.... so that meant he had come from somewhere else, where he had no idea. It drove him insane sometimes. But he had adjusted to life here. It was his home now and he had made some friends.<br/><br/>"Oh shoot!"<br/><br/>Jasper ran over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of cloths. He was supposed to meat Liam and Evan on the beach.... and he was running late!<br/><br/>"Good going Jas! Sleeping in! What was I thinking?!"<br/><br/>Jasper was prone to talk to himself when he was alone. He mumbled some more and began to hum a tune. After getting ready he left his small home.<br/><br/>jasper breathed in the clean air and began to run, he loved running and he loved the feel of the wind against his face. He reached the beach a few moments later, spotting Liam he came to a stop and smiled. His breath was normal.<br/><br/>"Hey I made! Sorry about being late. Wheres Evan?"